Realm Spirit and Yuwei exchanged a glance.

Then, Realm Spirit said, "He is your father."

"..." Chu Mo looked speechless, thinking, indeed as expected!

Whether it was Realm Spirit, or this mysterious girl Yuwei, they indeed knew his parents!

Also, considering the words of that young supreme he had met at the Buddhist temple, Chu Mo had already formed a rough guess. Therefore, he lifted his head and looked at Yuwei and Realm Spirit with a calm demeanor, trying to ask in an even tone, "Is he still alive?"

The trembling voice still somewhat betrayed the unrest in Chu Mo's heart at that moment.

The man had given birth to him but had never raised him. By rights, there shouldn't be any profound emotions, but the words "father and mother" had already formed a strong fixation for Chu Mo!

There was also that extreme longing for familial affection buried deep in his soul.

When he was younger, he had once despised his biological parents. Back then, when he had caused a great disaster in Yanhuang City and set off alone to the icy plains intending to go to Longevity Heaven to seek a mentor, his impression of his parents was very poor.

But this did not hinder his yearning for parental affection.

Especially as he gradually grew up and came to know more and more, he became increasingly convinced that his parents had not abandoned him—they must have had their reasons!

This point, until he was above the Buddhist Pure Land and met that young supreme who had crossed the star river... erupted completely!

That young man, calling him one derogatory name after another, deeply wounded Chu Mo's heart, even piercing his soul.

When the man talked about Chu Mo's father, the extreme disdain in his expression and tone filled Chu Mo with uncontrollable anger and raised another huge concern in his heart: Was he still alive?

This was indeed the fundamental reason Chu Mo had decided, come what may, to enter the Illusionary Divine Realm to find Yuwei and get a clear answer!

He was worried!

He was fearful!

He feared that after so many years of fixation, after so many years of persistence, what he would get in return was merely emptiness!

Yuwei and Realm Spirit exchanged a glance.

Realm Spirit said very affirmatively, "He is alive!"

A faint trace of instability flitted through Yuwei's eyes, which Chu Mo, who was closely watching them, caught.

Chu Mo looked at Realm Spirit, "Really?"

Realm Spirit's lips twitched, "Probably, perhaps, more or less... alive."

"What kind of answer is that?" Chu Mo felt an urge to flip the table.

"This answer means we really don't know!" Realm Spirit sighed deeply, looking sincerely at Chu Mo, "Let's just say... we all believe your father should still be alive, especially from my point of view, he definitely exists in this world, but just hidden somewhere unknown. Perhaps, he has always been around you, silently watching you. Or perhaps... he has lost his former sharpness and has become a wreck, spending his days drunk in some tavern. Whatever happens to your father is not surprising to us."

Yuwei nodded slightly, "Chu Mo, although you are full of rebellion in your bones, similar to your father, in reality, you handle matters with considerable propriety and principles. But your father is different; he has never played by the rules."

"My father... what kind of person is he? And... my mother?" Chu Mo looked at them.

"We dare not speak of your mother's matters, nor can we," Realm Spirit said, looking at Chu Mo, "We can't even mention her name!"

Indeed, it was just like that again—Chu Mo sighed, "Then let's talk about my father."

"Your father was born into a top-tier family in the Heavenly Realm, a true elite. The family wasn't large, but it was formidable. Anyone qualified to know about this family, to this day, still holds them in awe, despite their eventual downfall." The Realm Spirit sighed deeply.

"They buried themselves in the ruins, didn't they?" Chu Mo looked at the Realm Spirit and asked.

The Realm Spirit smiled helplessly and looked at Yuwei, "See, he is indeed smarter than his father."

Yuwei remained silent.

The Realm Spirit nodded, "Yes, the supremes buried in those ruins were once allies of your family. At the very center, the great being who is buried... he is your grandfather."

Chu Mo's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He remembered the time he entered the ruins, how those supreme beings in the large tombs ignored him, and the scene where even supremes halted after the giant skeleton took him into that forbidden area.

So, the person buried there... was actually his grandfather.

Later, Chu Mo looked up at the Realm Spirit, "So, are you saying that my family has actually been wiped out?"

The Realm Spirit was at a loss for words.

Chu Mo continued, "Then, you all... are actually my mother's people, staying here waiting for me, to take care of me, right?"

The Realm Spirit remained silent again, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"Tell me more," Chu Mo was silent for a while, took a deep breath, a glint of moisture flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal, looking at the Realm Spirit and Yuwei, "Tell me everything you can."

The story is actually not complicated.

This world was originally a vast and enormous universe with no differentiation between Heavenly Immortals and spirit beings— all creatures lived in this massive world.

In this world, there were ordinary people and cultivators.

In the ancient era of Primordial Chaos, the status of humans was very low, and what they thought about every day was not how to achieve immortality but how to survive!

Survival is the instinct of all creatures.

Humans were no exception. During that ancient era of Primordial Chaos, all humans were actively striving toward this goal.

Eventually, the situation gradually improved, and humans, through various means, started on the long path of cultivation.

Some ancient families, just like this... passed down from generation to generation, slowly forming a system of cultivation, slowly creating their own methods and techniques.

"The Chu Family... is such an ancient family," the Realm Spirit looked at Chu Mo, "and a unique cultivation system has evolved from the Chu Family to the present. Although it has branched into many schools, at its core, it remains the same."

"Body refinement?" Chu Mo looked at the Realm Spirit, recalling the overpowering physique—or more precisely, the overpowering bones—of that giant skeleton.

"Yes, body refinement!" the Realm Spirit said approvingly. "The levels of physical constitution, innate gifts, Daoist Realm, and ancestral realm bodies today were first proposed by your family's ancestors. But the true body of the ancestral realm, even your Chu Family has not successfuly achieved it before. So... it remains a perfect hypothesis. Yet, it has succeeded in you!"

There was no pride on Chu Mo's face but rather a sense of bleakness. In his mind, it seemed as though ancient scenes were appearing, images of Chu Family forebears constantly trying various methods of cultivation.

At this moment, Yuwei spoke up, "Actually, your father had a good chance of becoming a body of the ancestral realm too."

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