Wang Wei heard the whispers about Ye Tuizhi and the fact he was a Dao Child. He wanted to know more information, so he secretly contacted Ancestor Wucheng through Divine Sense.

“You want to know about these blessed people?” said Wang Wucheng, his voice even containing slight envy. “As you can guess, whether it is Emperor, Dao, or Immortal Child, their talents are out of this world. However, they are considered blessed people because of their unique abilities.

“Emperor and Dao Childs are born immortal; the moment they are conceived, they do not have to worry about life span–unless their parents sealed them.”

“That made sense,” commented Wang Wei. After all, they were born from two immortal beings or higher-dimensional creatures. “What about Immortal Childs?”

“They are not immortal; they can live to the limit of mortal lifespan, which is 1 Yuan Epoch.”

Wang Wei was slightly surprised, but considering that one yuan epoch equaled 1,269 trillion years, these Immortal Children were essentially immortal since they did not have to worry much about life spans.

“So, the highest life span any cultivation system can grant is one Yuan Epoch?” asked Wang Wei.

“Yes, but focus on the important thing.”

“You’re right. Please, continue.”

“Emperor Childrens are also called Born Emperors in the lower dimension because all of them have one Bloodline Ability with the power of Dao Ancestor; throughout their life, they can only use it once.”

“So, as long as they used it during their Heaven Will Battle, they are guaranteed to win and prove the Dao.”

“Exactly.”

“Fate is truly unfair,” said Wang Wei with a sigh.

“Why are you complaining? How high is your birth compared to 99% of most cultivators.”

Wang Wei was slightly embarrassed because of this, but he did not show up. Instead, he thought about Emperor Childs and the effect of their existence on any world.

He guessed that most other factions would probably do anything possible to force these Emperor Childs to use their Bloodline Ability before the Heaven Will Battle–unless their parents were still present and hiding in the lower dimension.

At the same time, these Emperor Childrens could just hide and show up during the Heaven Will Battle and take the Heaven Will for themselves. Of course, they would still need to cultivate and temper their Dao Hearts. Otherwise, they would only become Pseudo-Emperors.

Wang Wei then asked:

“What about Dao Childs?”

“They are born with a Dao Source Seed inside their bodies. When they reach the necessary cultivation realm, as long as they understand their own Dao, the seed will activate, and they can become Dao Ancestors.”

“Still unfair.”

Wang Wucheng ignored his complaints before continuing: “You should be careful. Some Dao Children can sacrifice their Dao Source Seed to temporarily gain the power of 1-2 Leaf Immortal Venerable. Although less than 1 in 1 million have the talent to do this, you should watch out.”

“So, these Dao Childs are all Potential Emperors?” commented Wang Wei.

“Basically.”

Wang Wei guessed that maybe some people desired the Dao Source Seed inside their bodies. However, they should be safe since their parents probably live in the lower dimension.

“What about Immortal Childs?”

“As for them, their ability is not to be shackled by the Heaven Will’s Karma. So, they can fight in each generation without the need of a Great Emperor to wash away Karma for them.”

“With their long lifespan, this is still a great ability,” commented Wang Wei. “I’m suddenly curious. Does our sect has or ever had one of these blessed individuals?”

“We did. The Hell Judgement Emperor was a Dao Child, and we have an Immortal Child still in his mother’s womb. If you did not come along, he would have been our solution to the Nine Emperor Curse.”

The Hell Judgement Emperor was the Wang Clan’s fourth Emperor and the sect’s 7th Great Emperor. He lived during the Devil Era and cultivated the Dao of Judgement, which significantly affected the devil race because of their sins.

Wang Wei suddenly realized the majority of the sect’s Emperors were during the Devil Era. Qiyuan Emperor and Sword Emperor were during the Ancient Emperor Era.

Ancient Desolate Emperor, the third Emperor, was during the Incense Era. The fourth Emperor was Turtle Shell, the fifth Battle Maniac, the sixth Emperor was the Miscellaneous Study, the seventh was the Hell Judgement Emperor, and the eighth the Shadow Ruler Emperor. From the fourth to the eighth, they were all during the Devil Emperor, most likely the result of the Spirit of Epoch functioning.

The Rainbow Emperor is the ninth, and she only appeared at the beginning of the Middle Emperor Era, when the Enlightening Emperor Academy was rising. Most likely, the Spirit of Epoch was already transferred to them.

“I can’t believe how rare these people are that we only had two of them in our entire history,” commented Wang Wei.

“If you count all of them that had shown up in the Myriad Emperor World, there are probably ten or more but would not reach 20.”

“Don’t these people have any things like bloodline restrictions, similar to the Divine League people?”

“No. On the contrary, their parent’s Dao will be engraved in their bloodline similar to the Law Fragment of people with Heavenly Physiques; they can use it to understand their own Dao, or simply use it as bloodline abilities.”

Wang Wei sighed before asking something else. Thinking about the privilege of these blessed children makes him envious.

“How is the investigation of the Commerce Hub?”

“I received news that Shadow Two had just arrived and is investigating things; we have also begun to investigate the worlds some of these Heaven Chosens are from, but things are going slowly.”

The Shadow Two mentioned in this conversation was not the one next to Wang Wei, but the Shadow cultivated by the Rainbow Emperor using the Lord’s Shadow Technique. Wang Wei knew the Rainbow Emperor was the only Emperor who personally cultivated two Insurgents: Shadow Two and Rainbow One.

“Alright,” said Wang Wei before stopping the conversation. He then glanced at Jingwu Hua before continuing drinking at his second seat. Compared to Emperor Childs’s abilities, Emperor Offsprings seemed normal.

Although Emperor Offsprings have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, have high talents, and even have some powerful Divine Abilities, it is nothing compared to Emperor Childs or Dao Childs.

Their capabilities drastically decrease because one of their parents is a mortal.

In one of the dinner spots, a group of tall individuals looked intently at Wang Wei; the shortest was 2.5 meters, and the tallest was 3.2 meters.

“Young master Tolui, why do I feel this uncontrollable hatred for that man?”

Young Master Tolui was the tallest of the group. He had a leather upper shirt made of animal hide. The shirt had no sleeve, showing his strong muscles and slightly tanned skin full of tattoos.

He accompanied his shirt, long pants, high boots, and a white lion head on his right shoulder, serving as an accessory.

With a calm look, he responded: “It’s an aura of hatred ingrained deep in his bloodline. Most likely, his ancestors committed some atrocities to our barbarian kind.”

Tolui looked at the person next to him, “Sister, what do you think we should do?”

The person next to him was a woman dressed similarly; she had a leather shirt with no sleeve, displaying an exceptional pair of bosoms. She had a short skirt and a pair of long legs that were the perfect amount of muscular that could entice anyone, but not too muscular to appear manly.

She had braids and beards in her hair and tattoos on her arms like her brother. In general, she had a wild and passionate beauty that was quite captivating.

“Do you think he would accept being my husband?” asked Khutulun.

“Be serious.”

“I am. You know I will only marry someone who can withstand my strength, and he might be the one I’m looking for.”

“If you’re seriously looking for a strong man, why don’t you pick that Chu Luo? Supposedly, he is the most powerful person here.”

“Him? He looked too feminine for my taste.”

“Alright, be serious. What do you think we should do about this hatred? Should we attack him?”

“We will attack, but not for this silly hatred. Whatever happened to the barbarian race in the Myriad Emperor World has nothing to do with our Ancient Spirit World,” she replied calmly.

“In that case, do we attack right after this dinner?”

“Of course not. We must first observe how capable he is and try to gather as much information as possible. Furthermore, let’s first test the sixth place before working our way up.”

“Alright.”

The dinner party continued for another hour before it ended. Then, everybody became on guard–especially the seeded players. Wang Wei and the others walked out of the venue before quickly separating their ways.

Wang Wei walked to his mansion while expanding his Innate Shield to dozens of meters of the surrounding. In his way, many people attacked him to no avail. However, he was slightly surprised by the small number of attackers.

However, after pondering about it briefly, everything made sense. All the Heaven Chosen presents were the pinnacle of their world, so these guys would not make rash decisions despite the blatant provocation of the Lord Spirit. They will calm down and try to gather information on their competitors first.

…

Li Jun sat next to a beautiful girl in one of the restaurants not far from the dinner party.

“Meimei, drink more. Tonight, we will have fun.”

“Xiao Jun, you treat me the best,” said the girl before gulping most of the drink in the bowl.

“You know, I’ve been under much stress by sect even though they know I have no chance of winning the Heaven Will Battle in this generation. None of us have a chance.”

“Oh, how so?” asked Li Jun while pouring more wine for her, knowing it was the right time he was waiting for.

“It’s that monster, Chu Luo,” she said before gulping everything again, her face red and eyes blurred.

“Do you know that he…”