# Chapter 1930: The Vessel of Fate
"Never... existed... what do you mean..." Yun Che's soul voice was filled with unimaginable pain.
The Primordial Ancestral Will spoke slowly: "On the day of your marriage to Situ Xuan, the morning porridge she prepared for you was secretly laced with a deadly poison. Though it was only a low-grade mortal poison, to you, whose profound veins were incomplete and body frail at that time, it was a fatal toxin."
"The wedding ceremony had not yet begun when the poison took effect, and you died within moments."
"This was an unbearable blow to her. In particular, she believed she had caused your death. Grief, self-blame, pain, despair..."
"Cracks split open within her soul from the overwhelming sorrow."
"And that fractured soul forcefully awakened... or rather, forced out the slumbering Primordial Ancestral Will."
"Another her, the one speaking with you now, awakened from this."
Yun Che: "..."
The voice of the Primordial Ancestral Will gradually receded once more, and within his soul sea, a scene he once knew so well appeared.
Red curtains, still-burning wedding candles, familiar furnishings... This was his room in the Xiao Sect from those days. That day was his wedding day with Xia Qingyue (Situ Xuan), and also a major turning point in his fate.
A turning point...
He had been poisoned to death on his wedding day, then reborn on the Cang Yun Continent. When he fell from Jueyun Cliff on the Cang Yun Continent, he awakened in that same poisoned body, merging the memories of two lifetimes...
This had always been the greatest, most unsolvable mystery about him.
Even though he now stood at the pinnacle of the current world, he still could not understand what had happened to him back then.
When he returned to the Cang Yun Continent, it was the Cang Yun Continent of many years earlier. Su Linger, who had been lost to his memory, had become a young girl who had not yet grown up.
And Su Linger later awakened memories of that time with him, proving that his lifetime on the Cang Yun Continent was by no means an illusion.
Could it be that the true reason for all this incomprehensible series of events was...
Was...
In the scene, he wore red wedding robes, his body stiff as he lay slumped before the bed, his eyes still open but devoid of any color.
Beside him, Xiao Lie pressed both hands over his heart, desperately trying to force the poison out of his body with profound energy... His lips were blue, his face deathly pale, his expression struggling to remain calm, but the pain gathering in his eyes was unbearable to witness.
Nearby, Xia Yuanba ran out shouting, crying the name of that profound academy instructor. Xiao Lingxi knelt on the ground, tightly gripping his gradually cooling hand, wailing with a heart-wrenching sorrow.
Then, the light suddenly dimmed.
All sights grew faint, all sounds faded away... Gradually, the world became pitch black, leaving only the desperate silhouette and weeping of the young girl.
"So this is what it means when grief can truly shatter a soul... Is this what belongs to human emotions?"
The girl lifted her head in a daze, tears on her cheeks, her eyes like shattered stars: "Who... are you?"
"I am another you, and you are another me... You sensed it when I appeared, didn't you?"
"...Save Xiao Che," she murmured softly. Then, like a drowning person clutching desperately at a lifeline, her shattered star-like eyes congealed a profound gleam, and her voice became urgent: "Save Xiao Che! Save Xiao Che quickly!!"
"The passing of a mortal life is but a scattered speck of dust between heaven and earth, not worth your sorrow, let alone your grief," an ethereal voice echoed in the colorless world. "The soul has shattered, the Ancestor has awakened. This reincarnation has already failed and cannot achieve a flawless sacred body."
"But it matters not. Though there is no merit, there is also no loss. In this lifetime, let us once again observe this ordinary mortal world with clear awareness and a mortal's existence. Complete rebirth can be left for the next reincarnation to achieve."
"So let our wills merge. Amidst the countless years of vast changes, his death shall be buried like a speck of dust, never again bringing you any trace of grief."
"No... No!!"
The approaching Primordial Ancestral Will was met with the young girl's will of absolute rejection.
Her body instinctively retreated, and the emotion she radiated was a resolute fear.
After all, that was her former will. She could vaguely sense what kind of existence it was, which was why she feared... feared that the true self would look lightly upon the will of "Xiao Lingxi," and would look lightly upon, or even be indifferent to, the name Xiao Che.
"Save him... save him... save him..."
She murmured again and again, pleaded again and again... pleading with the other self.
From the colorless world came a long, deep sigh.
"Clearly just a newly born will of mine (you), why is it so incredibly strong..."
"The former me (you) looked down upon everything in the world, only ever having a faint curiosity about the wonderful emotions of mortals. Only when it arises from oneself does one realize... how intensely passionate it can be..."
"Save him! Save him quickly!" She repeated the same plea over and over: "You can save him... You must have a way to save him!"
"Life and death are difficult to reverse. This is the fundamental law I (you) established when creating the world, but beyond the law, there is also room left."
"The current me (you) has not yet completed rebirth and cannot directly reverse his life and death. However, with the Void Force I (you) have recovered thus far, it is enough to reverse the wheel of time in this world to a certain extent, turning time back to the moment before his death."
"In this way, we can indirectly reverse his life and death, allowing him to be revived."
"However, given the current state of me (you), the cost of doing so should be very clear to you (me)."
"It doesn't matter. Nothing matters anymore..." Her heart and soul still in a shattered state, the girl shook her head forcefully. Beyond tears and grief, beyond the desire and obsession to save him, her shattered soul held nothing else: "I just want him to live... I want my Xiao Che to live."
"Your will is my will. And what now occupies your (my) will is the most intense obsession since your (my) existence. I am destined to be unable to refuse."
"You (I) can disregard the consequences for this, but have you ever considered that he is not only a mortal but also a rather insignificant existence among mortals? His body, unable to cultivate, leaves him almost without any ability to withstand danger."
"Without sufficiently powerful protection, anyone could easily end his life, just as now."
Xiao Lingxi: "..."
"If you save him today, will you have to save him every time in the future... Each time you save him with the same method, the incomplete Void Sacred Body will be damaged further, and each damage will worsen."
"And even so, given his physical condition, his lifespan would be at most a hundred years. What would you do then?"
The girl's eyes gradually lost focus, but soon, a strange divine light congealed rapidly within them.
"Then give your (my) Void Sacred Body... to him... let him possess... power that no one can harm."
"Alas—" Another long sigh, and the ethereal voice spoke slowly: "The Sacred Body is derived from the void of primordial chaos, the Ancestral Body belonging uniquely to me (you). To permanently diminish oneself to grant it to a mortal is utterly absurd."
"But since it is your (my) obsession, I can only grant your (my) wish."
"However... I (you) can indeed let him possess a Sacred Body at the mortal level, but you should understand that in my (your) current state, before completing rebirth, I cannot even manifest power myself, let alone directly grant him power."
"And even if I could... he would have a Sacred Body but no profound veins, and would be unable to bear power. He could still easily have his life taken. Thus, a Sacred Body on him would only prolong his lifespan."
Xiao Lingxi looked ahead and whispered between her lips: "Countless living beings in the world, myriad fates... why is it only him who suffers such injustice?"
"Born incomplete, subjected to contempt and cold stares. Barely a youth, and he meets such a cruel fate... Why must my Xiao Che bear such a destiny!"
A long silence, then the ethereal voice sounded: "You (I) want to... change his fate?"
"Grant him a Sacred Body, change his destiny!"
Her voice was particularly low and slow. As the memories of the Ancestor awakened, she displayed an expression Yun Che had never seen in Xiao Lingxi before.
Just eight words, yet they were the sacred proclamation that only the Primordial Ancestral God was qualified to speak.
"The Sacred Body will allow his body to accept any form of power without restriction, to be close to the Void Law that ordinary mortals can never touch, letting him, in this godless world, possess power beyond limits in an extremely short time."
"Changing his destiny will allow him to safely navigate any calamity, to gather the fortune of heaven and earth, and to obtain the greatest opportunities and blessings in the world..."
"You (I) can do this. I know... you (I) can do this."
The ethereal voice answered her: "Fate is the most untouchable and unalterable thing in this world. This is one of the most basic and important laws I (you) established at the beginning of creation."
"Because even the most ordinary living being, the smallest interference with fate, can create incredibly vast changes in causality."
"Fortune, as part of fate, is maintained in balance by the strictest laws. Even I (you) cannot generate it out of nothing."
"If you insist on changing his destiny, with my (your) current power, the only method I can think of is... the Fate Lock."
"Fate... Lock..." Xiao Lingxi murmured, clarifying its concept amidst vague cognition.
"All living beings in the present world already have established fates. To bind a Fate Lock, one of the two must be a newly created life... Therefore, to change his fate, a life must first be created. The created person will become the vessel for changing his destiny, also known as the 'Vessel of Fate.'"
"However, a newly created life is also a complete individual. Under the unbreakable law of fate balance, this would be extremely unfair and cruel to them. Even so, do you (I) still insist on this?"
Without any hesitation, the girl closed her eyes and said softly: "I told you, I just want him to live. I just want him to have a peaceful life, never again having to endure such a pitiable destiny... Everything else... doesn't matter... doesn't matter..."
"Very well, though the cost is immense, your (my) wish shall be granted."
"To achieve the Void Sacred Body, one reincarnation must be endured. The power of the Reincarnation Mirror has not yet recovered, so it can only be forcibly activated."
"This reincarnation of his will still be on this planet... Let it be on that continent named 'Cang Yun.'"
"During his reincarnation on the Cang Yun Continent, used to complete the fusion of the Sacred Body, I will pause the wheel of time for the entire world except the Cang Yun Continent. During this time, I will create the 'Vessel of Fate' for him, rationalize its existence, and alter and correct all related causality."
"Fortunately, Liu Yun City is just a small city with few inhabitants and shallow external connections. Correcting cognitive causality is relatively simple. With my (your) current weak yet incomplete power, it might be completed within five years."
"When his reincarnation is complete, he will return to the body of 'Xiao Che,' return to the time of the Cang Yun Continent, and resume the flow of time in the world."
Tears slowly slid down the girl's face. The cracks in her starry eyes seemed to have diminished a little. She murmured: "This way, my Xiao Che can return... can no longer be so humble, so easily hurt by others."
"Then, what kind of 'Vessel of Fate' do you wish to bind his fate with?"
Xiao Lingxi stared ahead, speaking as if in a trance: "I am his little aunt, destined not to become his wife. Situ Xuan is unworthy to be his wife... I hope that this person can replace Situ Xuan and become his wife. She must have sufficiently strong talent and willpower, a heart that is cold on the outside but soft on the inside, to protect him before he grows up, to ward off and eliminate all calamities for him."
A long silence, then the ethereal voice sounded: "In this small Liu Yun City, there is a particularly pure strand of Primordial Chaos Qi. It might even be the purest Primordial Chaos Qi in the current world."
"It resides within that youth named Xia Yuanba. When this Primordial Chaos Qi fully merges with his body, he will possess a 'Primordial Desolate Divine Body' that has never appeared in this godless world."
"At present, the Primordial Chaos Qi has completed a ten percent merge with him. We will forcibly extract the remaining ninety percent and bestow it upon the 'Vessel of Fate.'"
"Xia Yuanba's talent is inherited from his mother, whom Xia Hongyi calls 'Dong Xue,' but whose true name is Yue Wugou, a woman from the 'God Realm.' Her 'Stainless Divine Body' is a miracle in the current world. Yet, toyed with by fate, she fell to this lower realm small city and gave birth to this son with the ordinary mortal Xia Hongyi."
"With my (your) current power, I cannot create life from nothing. To allow the 'Vessel of Fate' to perfectly merge the Primordial Chaos Qi forcibly taken from Xia Yuanba, its mother's bloodline must be taken from Yue Wugou. And its father's bloodline..."
A brief pause, then she continued: "Xia Hongyi is ultimately a mortal. His bloodline is too lowly and turbid; merging with his bloodline to create life would instead tarnish the Primordial Chaos Qi."
"If she had not suffered a tragic fate, the person Yue Wugou truly admires is Yue Wuyai, the Moon God Emperor of the Moon God Realm. He possesses the Moon God bloodline, revered in the current world, making him an excellent choice."
"The father's bloodline will be taken from Yue Wuyai. In this way, it could be considered fulfilling the lost wish of those two in an improper manner."
"'Born' in Liu Yun City, her cognitive identity will be the daughter of Xia Hongyi and Yue Wugou. However... this kind of bloodline creation will produce a far stronger than normal bloodline resonance when bloodlines are similar."
"If one day she comes close to Yue Wuyai, the excessively strong bloodline resonance might expose the flaw. Let us hope that such distant worlds do not encounter such an accident too soon."
"The Bing Yun Fairy Palace in the north was left behind by someone from the God Realm. Let it be her sect. Perhaps in the future, it can become their opportunity to touch higher planes."
Between these words, the form of the "Vessel of Fate" was already formed.
With Yue Wugou as mother, Yue Wuyai as bloodline father, Xia Hongyi as cognitive father, Bing Yun Fairy Palace as her sect, taking Xia Yuanba's Primordial Chaos Qi, marrying Yun Che as wife...
"Since Xia Hongyi is to be her cognitive father, she will naturally take Xia as her surname."
"Xia Hongyi is also a man of deep devotion. In his life, he has only ever admired Yue Wugou, even though she left many years ago, he has not changed in the slightest. So, let us name her..."
"Xia Qingyue."
"Xia Qingyue..." the girl murmured this name: "She will protect Xiao Che well... right?"
"The Vessel of Fate is not absolute. Although she is created by me (you), what form her final form will take, I (you) cannot control. What the ultimate future holds for him and her is even more unpredictable."
"But..."
"If the Fate Lock is not broken, he will be blessed with fortune, helping him continuously obtain blessings that others can hardly seek. Coupled with the Void Sacred Body, he will surely grow quickly as you wish, until he surpasses all living beings in the present world, and no one can harm or bully him."
"And she..."
"Under the balance of fate, she, at the other end of the Fate Lock, will suffer cruel calamities for the things she cares about."
"If she has siblings, they will frequently face death;"
"If she has disciples, her sect will meet with massacre;"
"If she has parents, they will not come to a good end;"
"If she has children, they will all die prematurely;"
"If she is an emperor, the lands she rules will be reduced to ashes."
"Her misfortune in exchange for Xiao Che's fortune. This is the cruel Fate Lock. And since she is created from the void, one day she will gradually see everything clearly... see the fact that she exists as a 'Vessel of Fate.'"
"And at that time, perhaps he will have grown to no longer need the 'Vessel of Fate.' But she will be destined never to forgive herself. Perhaps she will choose to end herself, to end the calamities she brings to those she cares about."
"An immensely great cost, an incredibly cruel Fate Lock... Do you still insist on this?"
This was her final inquiry.
Xiao Lingxi's gaze did not waver. Her voice was slow and resolute: "The memories of the Primordial Ancestral God seem within reach, yet also beyond reach. I cannot fully understand my will as the Primordial Ancestral God. But, at this moment... even if it costs burying this entire world, I must... save him."
"This is my final will, and a will that has never changed." The voice gradually grew distant. Cracks appeared in the pitch-black world: "Then let us sacrifice the power of six hundred lifetimes of reincarnation to fulfill your (my) wish."