My Mother Has a System but Won't Use It

Chapter 181: Burning of the Dao Tree

As Han Li got busy helping Hua Yu achieve a Power Born level physique awaiting Li Shuanwei's return, in another place in Sacred Lust, something else was happening.

It was atop a small hill. Surroundings were a sight of their own, with dead mortals of all ages littering the area. Women, men, kids, and the elderly of all skin colors. Their gory bodies, which could have once been beautiful things, were now just bones. Nothing more, nothing less.

In contrast, the hill in the middle was a pristine grassy place. No blood, nothing. On top of it was a young man with pale grey eyes, violet nails, white and old material robes, and a silent and calm aura. He tsked through his teeth and spat out some bloody flesh.

"Evil is such an easy thing to be addicted to. But such afflictions are for weak men. Murder, rape, plunder, all of those should be ways to move forward in the path of cultivation, not to be a thing that holds you back." The spirit inside his spoke, her usual flowery voice filled with the tone of a sage who had seen it all.

Yang Wei coldly shook his head. "Killing is the one way to achieve whatever I want. If there were no others in this world, if I could kill anyone at my wish, cultivation would have been so easy. All resources would be mine. If I want a Transcendent Orb, I could have had it so easily. Killing is the way."

The woman snorted in disdain.

She knew what was going to happen now, but she had no way of stopping it; her words would only be heard by deaf ears. She turned silent as Yang Wei took out a flower with a pristine white color from his pocket. It looked like a palm-sized lotus, with dew still evidently trickling from it.

Yang Wei had won three of the Trials and had lost in the fourth Trial; he had been thrown into a verbal debate against a Power Born Monk; had he won, he could have moved to the fifth Trial and gained a truly disbelieving treasure, but he had failed. Even though she herself had helped Yang Wei debate against the words of the Monk, who was called Hen Shin, that man was even wiser than herself.

No wonder Yang Wei had grown even more derisive of her. And more than that, on one of his three Trials, he had won something heinous. The flower in his hand.

It was a Magical Resource that could help the user ask any questions to anyone under the Transcendence Stage of cultivation, and they would have to answer with 100% truth. Any personal question could be asked, and they would end up answering as if it were normal. It was a Life Dao Magical Resource.

Of course, it would only last for an hour.

If she was in her prime, it wouldn't have worked on her, but now, it would easily work on her.

Even though it was not the best of his three rewards, it was the bane of her existence. Even though she and Yang Wei were a team, they had boundaries. He didn't know everything about her. Nobody in this whole world did. Her tone was icy, "If you used it, our cooperation would surely be affected. Why don't you wait till I reveal it to you on my own?

Why don't you try to crack me little by little instead? Wouldn't that be more fun for you? Conquering me, that is."

"Heh." With a derisive chuckle, Yang Wei popped the flower into his mouth.

A profound sigh of coldness was released from the Spirit.

"Ask away, what do you wish to know?" She asked, quickly changing her mask to that of indifference.

Yang Wei calmly questioned, his eyes sharp and hollow. "What are you?"

She tried not to speak, but she ended up speaking regardless, "I am a Defier of the Heavens." She immediately knew that all her future plans of slowly retaking her influences were all down the drain. Gaining back control over Yang Wei was also out of the question.

"Defier of the Heavens?" Yang Wei corked his eyebrows. "What is that?"

"The ones who walk the true path of cultivation instead of the Path of the Dao Tree."

"Path of the Dao Tree?"

The Spirit's cold but flowery voice spoke, "In the primordial times when the world was not yet born, a seed was thrown into a dark and empty void. That seed became a majestic Tree. The Dao Tree. The source of the world and everything you know. That tree had a consciousness on its own, a will that is the Heavens of this world of the Seven Continents."

Yang Wei growled. "Explain in a way I can understand."

"The Dao Tree was the origin of all things. It was the embodiment of perfection. It also represented a Dao called the Dao of Origin. It had a purpose straight at its birth—it wanted to create a world that would last for Eternity, but the Tree in itself had a fault.

Before it could complete the world, it started to decay, and thus, it knew that it couldn't complete the creation of a True Everlasting World."

"What do you mean?" Yang Wei's words were a hiss.

"There are countless worlds in this universe, oh Yang Wei. Each was born from a Dao Tree. But rarely did a world get the chance to complete the process and transform into a True Everlasting World, to the point there are only two in existence among billions of worlds like the Seven Continents."

Yang Wei stayed silent.

"Do you know what these Dao Trees do when they fail to create an Everlasting World where they would exist for Eternity?"

"What?" Yang Wei's hollow heart was thumping.

The Spirit coldly smiled. "When the Dao Tree, which some call the World Tree, is sure to fail, its Dao of Origin starts to deteriorate. Usually, it just deteriorates and leaves behind a world like this one. There are many such worlds, after all. But the Dao Tree of this world was especially cunning.

It split the Dao of Origin into seven different Great Daos—Life, Light, Darkness, Wind, Water, Earth, and Fire and turned it into fruits which it fed to seven of its inhabitants."

Yang Wei had his eyes turn bright. "The seven Sacred Demons."

"Yes. Each of the Sacred Demons was one of the Seven Daos it had left behind. Then, the Tree should have vanished entirely, but what it did was it still stood tall for a long time. Until the Era of the Seven Demons came to an end, that is."

"Then?"

"Then what?" The woman's laughter was full of madness. "Then the Seven Demons sacrificed themselves and used the combined power of all seven Great Daos to create a Fire. It was a Fire of Origin. The Fire burned themselves and changed the whole world."

"How?"

"Heh." She derisively chuckled, but her voice was full of awe. "The tree died, burned into cinders with its own powers. The Sacred Demons died, and everything was back to zero. But then, they were not idiots. They had a plan.

"The Two Everlasting Worlds. The Everlasting Human World and the Everlasting Beast World. They created a gateway to those places and made some of the people of those worlds enter here forcibly. The last remaining power of the combined seven Great Daos—Fire of Origin made that a possibility.

"The empty world after the catastrophe of the Burning of the Dao Tree had become filled with creatures and wildlife stolen from those two superior places. The world became bustling with activity."

Yang Wei had his eyes widen again and again.

"But the people of the Everlasting Human World were all mortal people with nothing other than their human bodies, whereas the people of the Everlasting Beast World were gigantic and fierce Beasts that had no equals in might. What do you think happened?"

Yang Wei had no answer.

"The Beasts ruled. They were not Beast Kings at the level of Power Borns. Nor were they Beast Emperors equal to Transcendents that ruled. The rulers of that Era were the Beast Daemons, beasts equal to the Demi-Sacred Stage cultivation of this day.

"Beast Kings have no intelligence, but from the Beast Emperor stage, they are no longer any inferior to the Humans. They are strong."

Yang Wei asked, frowning, "If they were so strong in the past, why are humans in supremacy now? Why are they so weak to the point there is not a single Beast Emperor in the whole world, whereas we have 4 Transcendent Humans in Sacred Lust Continent alone?"

"Hehehe," Her flowery laughter was calm and cold. "The Dao Tree's embers. The tree was burned and slowly destroyed by burning, but its Dao hadn't vanished. For the first time in history, one of the Dao's, an ephemeral ember, a Spark of the Dao, entered a Human Being."

Yang Wei was alarmed.

"The Spark gave birth to a void inside their bodies. The Spark represented one of the Daos; now, the Humans could cultivate on their own. They had weak bodies, to the point they were just extremely pathetic in that department compared to the beasts.

"But they had Magical Powers of creation. Creating fire from thin air, water from thin air, and so on and so forth. Slowly, in hiding, they grew stronger. The Heavens itself seemed to be helping them; on a day, a Demi-Sacred was born amidst them."

Yang Wei took a deep breath.

"Beasts had their bodies and Beast Cores to make them stronger. Humans had their Dao Souls and Magic Powers. A war began. It was a huge war of supremacy that ended in devastation. But it was then that the goals of the Sacred Demons were revealed.

"When the Beast Daemons and Demi Sacred cultivator ended up falling in love instead of ending the world in their wrath. When they had their first child—The ancestor of today's humankind was born.

"Today's humans. A creature who has Transformation Sparks, the power of the Beasts, and Magic Powers, the power of the Heavens. It was the goal of the Dao Tree and the Seven Demons."

"Why?"

"Of course, to create a creature who wields all the 7 Great Daos. Only a creature from the Higher Worlds can do that since their birth was done with the help of the Everlasting Dao Trees in the Everlasting Worlds, and today, in this whole world of the Seven Continents, only creatures from the higher world exist. The Seven Demons were all of this world. They couldn't do it.

But the chosen one can do it."

"To wield the power of the Dao of Origin." Yang Wei's hand trembled.

The Spirit took a deep breath. "The Seven Demons must have left behind ways for the people of this world to slowly regain the power that the Sacreds had had by themselves. There should already be seven inheritors out there, each of them on their way to attaining one of the Seven Great Daos. In this world that hadn't seen a Sacreed in the last few Eras, it should see seven of them this time.

"Then, one of them would inherit all of the Powers of the Dao Tree as a whole after defeating the rest and become a Dao Lord who would make this World ascend into a True Everlasting World. The Third Everlasting World in the whole universe."

"Inheritors?!" Yang Wei felt his heart drop. Then, he calmed down a bit. "Even all that you have mentioned doesn't really tell me the whole picture. You seem to be intentionally hiding something. You haven't told me who you are."

"Me?"

The woman smiled calmly.

"I am…" She smirked. "Sorry, 1 hour has passed, and I no longer have to tell you that."

Yang Wei felt his nerves bulge.

Yet, immediately, he decided to keep some of the words she had spoke of earlier etched in his mind: Defier of the Heavens, Path of the Dao Tree, Fire of Origin, The Dao of Origin and the Everlasting Worlds of Human and Beast. He had to analyze her words.

He also wondered how much of it was true.