Chapter 1389: The Simplest Choice

The Primal Chaos is vast, containing trillions of planets and star realms. The probability of a single planet being visited by someone from the God Realm is exceedingly small. Furthermore, profound practitioners accustomed to the aura of the God Realm are fundamentally unwilling to set foot in the lower realms.

A crimson light enveloped Yun Che. The profound energy, now replacing Feng Xian'er's, protected his fragile vital points, simultaneously revealing the extreme danger his life was in. The Phoenix Spirit sighed softly, "This day has arrived so quickly... Alas."

"Lord Phoenix God, please save him quickly! You can certainly save him," Feng Xian'er pleaded repeatedly.

"I cannot save him." The Phoenix Spirit's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Feng Xian'er and Yun Wuxin.

"His body is fractured, all his internal organs are shattered, his vital points are severely damaged, and his profound veins are completely severed... Even if I were in my prime, with my divine power intact, I still couldn't save him," the Phoenix Spirit said slowly.

The Phoenix Spirit's words made Feng Xian'er's eyes quickly lose their color. Yun Che had been critically injured and brought to the brink of death in an instant. Normally, if he were sick or injured, her first reaction would be to find Su Ling'er. However, this was a spatial shock that had torn his body, both internally and externally. If her profound energy hadn't been continuously sustaining him, it would have been enough to kill him instantly.

For such injuries, she could only think of the Phoenix Spirit. If even it couldn't save him...

But the Phoenix Spirit's next words made Feng Xian'er's faded eyes light up again.

"Though I cannot save him, there is one person who can. In this world, she is likely the only one who can."

"Who? Who is it!?" Feng Xian'er suddenly looked up, asking urgently.

"She is right before your eyes."

As the Phoenix Spirit spoke, a pair of crimson lights fell upon Yun Wuxin. Under the crimson glow, her eyes shimmered with tears, clearly shaken and frightened by Yun Che's severe injuries. Listening to the Phoenix Spirit's words and feeling its gaze, Yun Wuxin's lips parted slightly.

"You mean... Wuxin?" Feng Xian'er asked in a daze.

"The power Yun Che once possessed was inherited from an ancient Creation God named the Heretic God," the Phoenix Spirit stated without reservation. "The level of the Heretic God's divine power is beyond your imagination. After he became crippled, the Heretic God's divine power he carried also fell silent. In a world without gods, no power can reawaken the dormant Heretic God's divine power... except for the last remaining trace of the Heretic God's aura in this world."

"And this last trace of the Heretic God's aura resides in his daughter, that is, in you." The Phoenix's eyes looked at Yun Wuxin, slowly reiterating what it had once told Yun Che.

Feng Xian'er listened intently. Although she didn't understand terms like Creation God or Heretic God's divine power, the Phoenix Spirit's words were enough for her to guess something: "Are you saying...?"

"If her Heretic God's aura is drawn from her profound veins and transferred into Yun Che's dormant Heretic God profound veins," the Phoenix Spirit continued, "perhaps it will be like igniting a spark in a dead volcano, reawakening it."

These words seemed directed at Feng Xian'er, but in reality, they were for Yun Wuxin.

"This way... can Father be saved...?"

Feng Xian'er didn't understand, and Yun Wuxin understood even less, but she at least comprehended that these strange eyes and the voice emanating from them were describing a way to save her father.

"During the time you've spent with your father, you must have heard many legends about him, and you should know how powerful he once was." The Phoenix Spirit's crimson eyes fixed unswervingly on Yun Wuxin. "I cannot guarantee absolute success, but if it succeeds, his power can be restored. And once his power is restored, even injuries ten times worse than these can be healed in a short time."

Although her mind was in turmoil, the Phoenix Spirit's last sentence made Yun Wuxin's eyes instantly brighten with an intense glow. She subconsciously took a small step forward and said urgently, "R-really...? Save my Father... Please save my Father quickly..."

"So, are you willing to relinquish your Heretic God's aura?" the Phoenix Spirit asked.

Yun Wuxin had no idea what the Heretic God's aura was, let alone that she possessed such a thing. She nodded without any hesitation. "I don't know what Heretic God's aura is, but as long as it can save Father... anything is fine! Please hurry, Father is..."

"Wait!" Feng Xian'er suddenly interjected, asking with extreme unease, "Lord Phoenix God, if, as you say, the Heretic God's aura is drawn from Wuxin's profound veins, what will be the consequences for Wuxin?"

She was certain that the Phoenix Spirit had said these words to Yun Che before. But clearly, Yun Che had not agreed. He would rather remain crippled than accept, and he had not even mentioned it to anyone.

"To draw out her Heretic God's aura, all of her profound energy must first be dispersed. All her cultivation up to this point will be nullified. Her extraordinary talent, only a small part of which comes from her Phoenix bloodline, is mainly due to the presence of the Heretic God's aura. Losing this wisp of Heretic God's aura will render her talent ordinary... It's also possible that her profound veins could be damaged, and complete destruction is by no means impossible."

The Phoenix Spirit spoke without any reservation or concealment.

"Even so, it might not succeed... right?" Feng Xian'er asked in a daze, completely distraught.

"There's about a twenty percent chance of success," the Phoenix Spirit said. To it, this twenty percent chance was already quite high. "This is the only viable method I can conceive. There's no historical precedent, so naturally, success cannot be guaranteed."

"However, if there's a chance to reawaken his Heretic God's divine power, even if it's one in a billion, it must be attempted."

This statement was made from its position as the Phoenix Spirit, inheriting the will of the Phoenix.

From the moment it sensed that "terrifying aura," it had faintly guessed that the Heretic God left such complete origin power not merely as power, but as hope.

A hope that must not be extinguished, and a hope that it, as the inheritor of the Phoenix's will, must protect.

"Yun Wuxin," the Phoenix Spirit's gaze intensified. "Did you hear what I just said clearly? If you want to save your father, you will lose all your power, your talent will vanish completely and likely never recover, and your profound veins may even suffer severe damage... Given this, are you still willing to give your Heretic God's aura to your father?"

Losing all her power, all her efforts rendered meaningless, her talent permanently diminished, and even the possibility of becoming crippled for good.

For a girl of only twelve years old, these words, this choice, were undoubtedly too cruel.

But to Feng Xian'er's surprise, and even more so to the Phoenix Spirit's surprise, Yun Wuxin stared blankly at the sky, clearly not having fully processed what she heard, yet she nodded without any hesitation. "As long as it can save Father, I am willing."

"No, absolutely not! Impossible!" Feng Xian'er shook her head. "Young Master will not agree to this! He treasures Wuxin more than anything; he would never consent to such a thing. If something were to happen to Wuxin because of this, Young Master... even if he managed to recover all his power, he would regret it for the rest of his life... suffer endlessly... No... absolutely not..."

During this time, she had been by Yun Che's side day and night, and she clearly saw how much he cherished Yun Wuxin.

How could he possibly accept such a thing!

"Then, would you rather watch him die?" the Phoenix Spirit sighed. "Furthermore, if he doesn't recover his power, the one who harmed him might bring even greater disaster upon this world. Only he, with his power restored, can avert such a disaster. From my perspective, this is a necessary choice."

"..." Feng Xian'er's face twisted in pain. She shook her head repeatedly, but could no longer speak.

"Aunt Xian'er, it's alright." Yun Wuxin's comforting words echoed in her ears. Feng Xian'er looked up in a daze. Yun Wuxin's face showed no pain, struggle, or hesitation; instead, there was a very gentle and warm smile. "Father and I have played many games about making choices, and this choice is much simpler than all the games Father taught me. Because... I can live without profound energy, but I absolutely cannot live without Father."

"Wuxin..." Feng Xian'er's vision instantly blurred with tears.

"Besides, it's completely fine to have no profound energy," Yun Wuxin said with a beaming smile. "Mother will protect me, Master will protect me, and Aunt Xian'er will definitely protect me too, right? When Father recovers his power, he'll protect me even more. And since I protected Father this time, Mother, Master... they'll all definitely praise me! Wow! Just thinking about it makes me so happy."

"..." Feng Xian'er's lips trembled. She couldn't make the choice... yet Yun Wuxin had made hers without hesitation.

The Phoenix's eyes tilted noticeably. The soul fragment of the divine being was deeply touched. Yun Che preferred to remain crippled rather than harm his daughter's talent, and Yun Wuxin, for the hope of saving her father, showed no attachment to her own profound energy or talent. Perhaps, to it, human emotions were wonderfully difficult to comprehend.

"Xian'er," the Phoenix Spirit said, "I know your concern. His resentment and anger, I will bear... I hope I can endure until that moment."

"Lord Phoenix God?" The Phoenix Spirit's words made Feng Xian'er suddenly look up.

But she received no answer. A red light descended from above, taking her out of the Phoenix space.

In the space bathed in crimson light, only Yun Wuxin and Yun Che, whose aura was almost imperceptible, remained. He did not know that the Phoenix Spirit had bypassed his wishes, allowing Yun Wuxin to make a choice she should not have.

"Yun Wuxin," its voice was slow and solemn, "to draw out your Heretic God's aura, your cooperation and will are necessary. Therefore, if you are unwilling, no one can force you. I will ask you one last time..."

"Save Father..." Without waiting for the Phoenix Spirit to finish, she spoke urgently, with not only eagerness but also a determination unsuited for her age.

She raised her face, her gaze meeting the Phoenix's crimson eyes in the air. From her eyes and her soul, the Phoenix Spirit could not detect even a trace of reluctance, unwillingness, or hesitation... only fear and urgency.

"Very well..." the Phoenix Spirit responded, its crimson eyes flickering with an unusual fiery glow. Its once majestic voice became incredibly gentle: "I shall not say more. I will expend all my remaining power and soul to ensure everything can be successfully achieved."

"Yun Wuxin, remember this: If one day, the darkness engulfing this world dissipates because of your father, then... you will be the true savior behind it all!"

As the gentle Phoenix voice faded, the Phoenix's crimson eyes suddenly opened wide, releasing two immensely intense and profound Phoenix flames that enveloped both Yun Che and Yun Wuxin.