Chapter 4661: The One Who Guides?

Ophirya Kaelis looked taken aback.

Her blank eyes and bottomless gaze thoroughly checked Davis. After a pause, her lips moved behind her veil.

"Can I give you the answer at the end of this discussion?"

"Of course." Davis nodded calmly, "I’m not forcing you, so feel free to decline."

"Many thanks for your benevolence, Divine Emperor of Death." Ophirya Kaelis bowed lightly.

She turned to look at Tsaryn and sighed inwardly. Even if she had been careful, she still couldn’t see how he made his move. There was no sign of his energy flow, but that didn’t mean he didn’t use his energy.

It just meant that she was unable to perceive it. To be at that kind of level, she imagined his prowess had eclipsed the Empyrean Stage and was incredibly thin and faint enough to be considered concealed.

Davis reached out his hand and grabbed the cup. He twirled it in his hand as the deep blue liquid turned into a vortex, causing the liquid to bubble like a witch’s potion. After confirming that it’s not wine or poisoned, he raised his brows in interest before he took a sip and nodded.

"A delicacy indeed. What do you know about replicas?"

"It’s made from a Deep Sea Blueberry Fruit, a treasure that increases longevity by increasing one’s blood essence, but also has the effect of healing soul essence to a degree. I’m glad that you found it to your liking."

Ophirya Kaelis commented on the drink before continuing, "The replicas are all made from utilizing and copying the extraordinary runes of the apex treasures known as the Primeval Law Treasures. I’m not even sure if they could be called at that level. They..."

She gave a brief explanation already known to Davis. She knew even less, only describing three out of the ten Primeval Law Treasures. One was the Hell Poison Gem, and the other two were the lost Tablet of Life and Death and Thread Essence of Karma.

Davis didn’t enlarge her horizons, continuing to listen like a student.

"No one can understand these extraordinary runes. All the lifeforms have only managed to transplant these runes through various methods that remain secretive. However, these methods are quite faulty. The chances of succeeding are less than five percent, or even worse. Hence, most do not even end up forming but cause an explosion that might even kill the forge master. Even if they successfully form, these replicas almost instantly break after a single usage. There are only a few instances of successfully producing a replica. Then there are replicas that have the ability to increase their grade and ones that don’t. One such replica is the spindle you have. Although it is broken, it was once a glorious treasure, capable of increasing its grade."

Ophirya Kaelis’s lips curled behind her semi-transparent teal veil, "I know about this spindle because it is recorded in our history. One of our ancestors obtained this spindle and became a true divination expert. It was recorded as a glorious era of our race, but it was rather short-lived, no more than a hundred years. It was quickly taken away by the ruler at that time, and the ruler also seemed to have lost it after a few thousand years. Rumors say that if one abuses this treasure, it will result in a tremendous backlash from the sea of fate."

"Interesting..." Davis thought for a moment before asking, "What do you know about fate?"

Ophirya Kaelis paused.

The aura around her turned incredibly serene as she adopted a reverent attitude, something that came from her bloodline, "Fate is formless yet real. Fate is vast yet null. Fate encompasses all life and things."

Her voice carried a melody that resembled ancient hymns, like she wasn’t merely speaking but channeling something older than herself. Davis couldn’t help but imagine if it were her bloodline speaking. She appeared to be a Grand Ancestral Magical Beast, after all.

"Some say it is a vast ocean. A single ripple within it may spread endlessly, touching distant shores. But the ocean itself... unmoved, unbound, eternal. We drift upon it as tiny droplets, but the tide and undercurrents decide our course."

Her lips curved faintly, though her gaze remained profound.

"Some say it is a boundless array of light. An infinite web of gleaming threads stretching beyond comprehension, each thread representing a life, a choice, an outcome. At every crossing point, destinies intertwine, and the brilliance of one strand may dim or brighten another."

She raised a hand as if weighing unseen truths. There was an invisible layer formed from her soul force, shaping into a book.

"Others claim it is a book written by unseen hands, with each soul a single line of ink upon its pages. A person may alter their words... but the Chapters remain. No matter how many times the lines are rewritten, the ending arrives all the same. This even formed the legend of the Tree of Reincarnation or the Tree of Fate."

Her expression turned unusually solemn, "Then, there are those who whisper that fate is not something that exists, but merely a shadow cast by the balance of yin and yang. They argue that what we call fate is only a consequence, chains of cause and effect stretching back to the first dawn. To them, fate is nothing mystical, merely the inevitability of action begetting reaction."

Her eyes glimmered faintly, as though stirred by a deeper resonance.

"Yet there are... darker voices too. They believe fate is a cage, a cruel joke woven by the heavens, forcing all beings to play out roles chosen before their birth. They call it a tyrant’s script, impossible to escape. To rebel is to suffer, but to submit is to lose oneself. It is said that the very first origins of human cultivation stem from this perspective. I don’t doubt it since at that time, the human race was said to be nothing more than meat and playthings."

She lowered her gaze slightly, almost whispering now, "Still, there is one more view... one my lineage remembers, one I think is true. Like the aura around people, we believe someone’s fate is something that encompasses a city or a realm, a galaxy, or the three layers, even the entire universe. For one as terrifying as you, the range of your karmic sphere is simply vast, nearly covering an entire galaxy. It is a great void that even I have been pulled into. Remaining at the edge doesn’t shape anything, and sometimes, even remaining at the center doesn’t necessarily constitute change."

"This brings us to the view that fate is not the ocean, nor the light, nor the book, nor the cage, but a vast number of looms working together to weave reality."

"Perhaps fate itself is nothing more than the reflection of each Will. In your great void, you determine the course of fate unless a significant void appears that can challenge this course."

"Even if our view is true, the ultimate question goes back to who is in absolute control? If it isn’t the spiral of collective Wills, then it must be the one who guides all these Wills."

"..."

Davis listened patiently before he finally nodded. "Incredible..."

He raised his hands and cupped his fists, "You have my utmost respect, Fairy Ophirya Kaelis. I think I have gained many insights into the Laws of Karma and will be able to step further into the realm of the forbidden."

"..." Ophirya Kaelis blinked. She raised her hand and twirled her lock of silver-white hair over the side of her face.

"A genuine praise from someone as powerful as you is something worth to be proud about, perhaps even blush like a little girl."

"Haha," Davis chuckled, "You should feel proud of your knowledge. Fortunately, you didn’t act like a charlatan. Otherwise, I would’ve been disappointed by our meeting.’

"I dare not lie or act mysterious in front of a human race expert who knows Enigmatic Heart Laws that no beast has ever managed to learn." Ophirya Kaelis heaved a breath of relief.

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