One Heaven Void Ancestor frowns, "It’s not that simple."
Entering dreams isn’t easily done.
Using bloodline as a bridge, using the Sea of Consciousness as a beam, entering dreams comes at a cost...
True Man Situ nods, sighing, "Such a method imposes a great burden on the Sea of Consciousness, leading to damage in lighter cases and annihilation of the Divine Soul in severe cases."
"Even if successful, the Sea of Consciousness will have defects, becoming extremely fragile."
"Cultivators practice Tao Cultivation, emphasizing the unity of blood, soul, and spirit. Each walks different paths with various focuses, yet these three are truly indispensable."
"Especially Divine Sense, once damaged, it essentially violates the Law of ’Dao Body Without Defects’."
"Should one enter dreams through this, the Wenren girl... her cultivation may never advance in her lifetime."
Of course, there is an even crueler matter.
If unable to obliterate the Evil God before its birth, they must also kill the child named Shang Guanyu...
Both mother and child must die.
True Man Situ’s conscience is tormented, yet he has no choice but to proceed.
Such is the heavenly secret, such is fate, despairing and helpless.
True Man Situ’s expression is heavy.
One Heaven Void Ancestor sighs, "This matter cannot be solely decided by us. The Shangguan and Wenren families must be informed."
The Shangguan and Wenren are both fifth-grade aristocratic families.
Yu Er is the Shangguan family’s legitimate child.
Wenren Wan, not only the young mistress of the Shangguan family, is also the legitimate daughter of the Wenren Family Head.
This matter cannot be decided lightly.
Soon, a flying sword messenger arrives before the ancestors of the Shangguan and Wenren families.
The Shangguan and Wenren families being fifth-grade aristocratic families, are not tightly bound to the sect; thus, during the sword discussion, the ancestors from both families merely remained secluded in the forbidden grounds and did not attend the ceremony at the Sword Observation Tower.
Upon receiving the letter, the ancestors of both families frowned.
They couldn’t decide easily, and sighed, passing the letters to their respective Family Heads to make their own decisions.
The Shangguan Family Head, Shang Che, and the Wenren Family Head, Wenren Jingxuan, personally consulted with the couple, Wenren Wan and her husband, about the matter.
In a secret room within the Shangguan family.
The atmosphere is somewhat tense.
Wenren Wan, her gentle and exquisite face now pale, uttered but one sentence, "I want to save Yu Er."
Shang Che remained silent.
In Shangguan Yi’s eyes, there is only anguish; between his beloved wife and his uncertain son, no matter how he chooses, the pain is as if his heart is being slashed.
Wenren Jingxuan’s face is ashen.
It’s not that he doesn’t care for Yu Er, after all, Yu Er is his grandson.
But Yu Er’s life and death are uncertain now, whether rescue is possible is hard to say.
He doesn’t want to risk allowing his cherished daughter, raised in his hands since childhood with pampering, to bear such great danger for Yu Er.
Ultimately, even if by sheer luck Yu Er is rescued.
But his only daughter would due to defects in her Sea of Consciousness find her cultivation difficult to improve and her life’s path of Great Dao hopeless.
Even the prospect of death and the dissipation of Dao are possible.
Wenren Jingxuan, as Family Head, accustomed to weighing pros and cons, naturally knows what choice is best.
He can only suppress his discomfort and persuade Wenren Wan:
"For a cultivator, life and cultivation are most important. As for children... you will have more in the future..."
Wenren Wan turns her head, staring blankly at her father, tears streaming down her gentle eyes:
"There may be other children in the future, but my Yu Er... he is the only one..."