“Once the seal is complete,” Ophis continued, “your body will effectively return to a mortal state.” “You will need to recultivate from the very beginning.” “Every realm.” “Every breakthrough.” “You will experience them all personally.” Her obsidian eyes met his golden ones.
“And while the primary benefit is gaining a complete understanding of each cultivation realm, it is far from the only advantage.” Zephyr’s interest immediately increased.
“Oh?” A faint smile appeared on Ophis’s face.
“Currently, as a Heavenly Dragon, you possess the Heavenly Dragon Bloodline and Heavenly Dragon Physique, which support your Essence Cultivation.” “You have also inherited your mother’s Chaotic Physique, granting you extraordinary talent in Body Cultivation.” “And your soul itself possesses the characteristics of a Heavenly Dragon Soul.” She paused before adding, “Most cultivators can only possess one supreme physique.” “Some heaven-defying geniuses may possess two.” “But your situation is unique.” “By recultivating from the Mortal Realms, you may acquire additional physiques, bloodlines, and special constitutions throughout your journey.” Zephyr’s eyes widened slightly.
Additional physiques?
Even he knew how absurd that sounded.
Normally no one would recultivate after reaching to his current level of cultivation as it was both a waste of time and resources for them.
But who could blame him for being the grandson of the strongest existence in the universe.
Ophis nodded.
“The process of rebuilding your foundation from scratch may allow your body to integrate new opportunities that would otherwise be impossible to obtain.” “In other words, the path will be more difficult.” “But the rewards will be far greater.” As she continued explaining the various benefits and possibilities, Zephyr found himself becoming increasingly excited.
The more he listened, the more convinced he became that this was the correct choice.
What had originally seemed like a sacrifice now felt more like an opportunity.
An opportunity to build an even stronger foundation.
An opportunity to gain experiences he would otherwise never have.
And perhaps most importantly— An opportunity to walk the path of cultivation properly.
Rather than simply inheriting overwhelming power from birth.
By the time Ophis finished explaining everything, a smile had appeared on Zephyr’s face.
He was genuinely looking forward to it.
The additional benefits were simply the cherry on top.
No matter how difficult the road ahead became, he had no intention of backing down.
After all, if his mother had once walked this path herself, then there was no way he would choose an easier route.
Not when he had the chance to reach even greater heights.
“As this will be a trial for you, we will send you to a special place where your journey will truly begin, my dear.” Ophis spoke calmly, her obsidian eyes carrying a mysterious glint.
Naturally, Zephyr’s curiosity was immediately piqued.
“A special place?” he asked.
“Where exactly are you sending me?” To his disappointment, Ophis merely smiled.
A smile that instantly told him she had no intention of answering.
“It’s a little surprise.” “You’ll find out when the time comes.” Zephyr narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
The more mysterious she acted, the more curious he became.
Still, he knew his grandmother well enough to understand that pressing the matter would accomplish absolutely nothing.
If Ophis wanted something to remain a surprise, then not even the heavens themselves could force the answer out of her.
So he patiently kept his curiosity to himself.
Ophis continued.
“The goal of this trial is simple.” “You must return to the Supreme Realm of Infinity through your own efforts.” Her expression became serious.
“You may not rely upon our names, influence, or assistance to reach us.” The moment those words left her mouth, Zephyr immediately understood the difficulty of the challenge.
A journey to the Supreme Realm of Infinity…
For someone with no background, it was an almost impossible task.
The universe was unimaginably vast.
Countless cultivators spent their entire lives trapped within a single realm, never even knowing what lay beyond it.
For an ordinary cultivator to reach a Supreme Realm, numerous obstacles stood in their way.
First, they would need to leave their Lower Realm.
Then they would need to locate a stable spatial node capable of connecting them to a Middle Realm.
After reaching a Middle Realm, they would need to discover Middle Realm with a suitable Spatial Node connecting to a Greater Realm affiliated with the Supreme Realm of Infinity.
Only then would they have a chance of finding a spatial channel capable of transporting them to the Supreme Realm itself.
Every step was filled with danger, uncertainty, and fierce competition.
Without a powerful background, accomplishing such a feat bordered on the miraculous.
The realization caused Zephyr to gain a new appreciation for Chu Qingyi’s achievements.
She had traveled from a Middle Realm and reached the Supreme Realm entirely through her own efforts.
No wonder both his mother and grandmother thought so highly of her.
When he looked at the trial from that perspective, he could immediately understand how difficult it truly was.
Yet instead of discouraging him, the challenge only ignited his fighting spirit.
A determined smile appeared on his face.
His golden eyes seemed to shine brighter than before.
“I’ll do it.” His voice was firm and unwavering.
“I’ll complete this trial and return to the Supreme Realm through my own strength.” The conviction within his words filled the room.
Seeing his determined expression and the brilliant golden light within his eyes, both Ophis and Tiamat were visibly moved.
A look of pride appeared on their faces.
Their little boy had truly grown.
Ophis reached over and gently ruffled his hair and gave a gentle peck on his lips.
“That’s the spirit, my dear.” Tiamat smiled warmly.
“There is no need to worry, my love.” Her voice carried absolute confidence.
“We believe in you.” “You can complete this trial.” The simple words carried more weight than any treasure or cultivation technique.
They trusted him.
Not because he was talented.
Not because he was the Child of Heaven.
But because he was Zephyr Ouroboros.
Feeling the faith and affection in their gazes, Zephyr felt his resolve strengthen even further.
No matter how difficult the journey became.
No matter how many obstacles stood before him.
He would overcome them all.
Not as the sheltered Crown Prince who had been born at the peak.
But as a cultivator who had climbed his way back to the heavens through his own efforts.
Tiamat’s expression suddenly turned solemn.
It was one of the very few times Zephyr had ever seen her look at him with such seriousness.
The warmth and playfulness that usually filled her emerald eyes vanished, replaced by genuine concern.
“However,” she said firmly, “don’t ever—and I mean ever—hesitate to contact us or unseal your cultivation if you find yourself in danger.” Her voice left no room for argument.
“If something goes wrong, we can always begin the trial again.” “We can seal your cultivation once more.” “We can help you rebuild everything from the start.” Her stern expression gradually softened.
A trace of vulnerability appeared on her face.
“But if we lose you…” She paused.
For a brief moment, her voice trembled.
“We don’t know what we would do, my love.” “So please…” “Don’t make us experience that.” ….