Well Of Transmigration

Upon returning to the Eastern Divine Region, Aerion paid a visit to the Brahma Monarch God Realm after a short stay in the Star God Realm. The King Realm was beginning to return to its previous strength, slowly but surely. The loss of three Brahma Gods was still a dark cloud which had yet to be dispelled, however. Still, as all of the King Realms served the same Dragon Emperor, the Brahma Monarch God Realm did not have to worry about outside interference while recovering.

Aerion was greeted by three Brahma Kings upon his arrival through a formation.

"Your Divine Grace, we have been expecting your arrival. It is a great honour to finally greet you." A Brahma King bowed.

"How is the Brahma Heaven God Emperor doing?" Aerion smiled.

"The God-Emperor is well, Your Divine Grace." The Brahma King replied

"In truth, the God-Emperor has been awaiting your return the most." Another added. "If you wish, we will escort you to her."

"Hmm, I see." Aerion chuckled. "Although your protection and guidance are quite unnecessary to this Dragon Emperor, it would be rude of me not to accept the kind offer. You may lead the way."

"As you command, Your Divine Grace." The Brahma Kings nodded.

On his walk, he was reminded of the dedication every profound practitioner in the Brahma Monarch God Realm had towards cultivation. Dedication is an understatement, in truth, it was more of an extreme obsession. This extreme obsession towards cultivation and strength is precisely why the Brahma Monarch God Realm stood over the other King Realms in the Eastern Divine Region.

"We're here, Your Divine Grace."

Aerion nodded, proceeding onwards.

He went directly into the Brahma Heaven God Emperor's bedchambers without wasting much time. Aerion entered without knocking.

"Ah, are we lacking some common courtesy, little dragon?"

'Hmph, must the Dragon Emperor of the God Realm care about such things?' Aerion replied in his mind.

"Haha, I suppose you're right. Imagine the Dragon Emperor himself knocking on doors and patiently waiting for a response."

'I highly doubt Ying'er minds whether I knock or not.'

Aerion took his attention away from Rotias and looked at Qianye Ying'er. She laid in her bed in a rather relaxed manner. Upon seeing Aerion, her lazy eyes became more focused as they observed his outstanding figure. Her face was also unmasked for the first time in front of him. Aerion had finally witnessed her supreme beauty first hand, he was curious before but had never outright asked her to remove the mask.

Her usual cold appearance which she showed to everyone else was replaced with unusual warmth. This was something that could only be witnessed in the presence of her mother and Aerion himself.

Aerion managed to lose himself for a few seconds. Not only did he see her true beauty for the first time, but she was also more seductive than usual which caught him off-guard even more.

"She might be more compatible with Helia's legacy and divine power than I first thought," Rotias remarked as he observed the current situation through Aerion.

"Did I surprise you?" Qianye Ying'er smiled.

'How embarrassing of me.'

Aerion thought before composing himself and replying with a smile of his own. "Yes, you did. It was an unexpected yet welcome surprise if I do say so myself."

"Mn, that is good to hear. Why don't you lay down beside me, Aerion?"

"Hmm, perhaps later. I'd like to provide you with the wonderful gift I spoke of earlier but first I'll have to take your cultivation strength."

"Oh?" Qianye Ying'er sat up. "Why is that?"

"This wonderful gift is the complete Legacy of an Ancestral God," Aerion stated. "It will lead to a complete and divine rebirth, meaning that your profound veins will be entirely different and you will lose any cultivation you had previously. Well, you will still breakthrough into the Elementary Profound Realm instantly but that isn't saying much."

"I see, so you intend to take my current cultivation and then return it to me once this 'divine' rebirth is complete?"

Aerion nodded. "You'll surpass your current peak in no time whatsoever and ascend even further beyond that along with myself."

"So there was more than just the single Ancestral Goddess?" Qianye Ying'er inquired.

"Yes, there were nine, in fact. Now you could say that only two of them remain. Fortunately, I have attained all of their divine powers in some way or another except for one which was split into eight fragments." Aerion sighed. "Obtaining all eight fragments and recreating her divine power is simply impossible. It is an unfortunate and massive loss."

Aerion informed Qianye Ying'er of most of the important matters concerning the Ancestral Gods. He spoke of their divine powers, history, and current status in particular.

"The Transcendent Being, a God among Ancestral Gods. To think that such a being exists... more importantly, his intentions do seem rather unclear from what you have told me."

Aerion chuckled. "I don't know what he wants myself. All I know is that Blackfyre is going to taste his blood upon our next meeting."

"I don't believe that your sword will be able to cut him if he truly is the creator of everything."

"I'll make it so that it will." Aerion's violet eyes glowed with killing intent as he thought of the Transcendent Being. "Although he has assisted me a few times before, he has also repaid this with just as many curses. Even though he gave me a second life, he made it as difficult as possible. Hmph, I do not wish to be some sort of plaything in his little game."

"One day, he will witness the consequences of his trickery first hand."

"That day won't come until much later." Qianye Ying'er remarked. "You're still in the Divine Sovereign Realm, after all."

"That's precisely why I wish to impart this legacy onto you. I've seen the benefits of dual-cultivation myself quite a few times before and none of them had anything comparable to an Ancestral Goddess' complete Legacy. Not only that, but I also wish to restore all eight divine powers to their original strength which will increase the chance of victory greatly when the time comes."

"I understand." Qianye Ying'er nodded. "Go ahead, take my cultivation strength."

"First, we need a better-suited location," Aerion replied.

~

"This should do."

Silver scales appeared on Aerion's hand as he instinctively touched her chest and absorbed her cultivation strength.

"Oh, getting adventurous, are we?" Rotias chuckled.

'... This is how I do it most of the time.'

"Now, take the blood."

Qianye YIng'er nodded and did as he said. A pink light soon began to envelop her entire body. Aerion

'So Helia's divine power has a pink tone? I'm not at all surprised.'

...

After a few minutes, Qianye Ying'er's rebirth was complete. She was even more beautiful than before, shockingly enough. Aerion didn't think that such a thing was possible.

"Did you not pay attention to Helia's beauty?" Rotias remarked.

'No, I was in a battle which could decide life and death. How would I have the time for such things?'

"Ah, I see. That is a great shame but you'll still witness it through your Ying'er, I'm sure. She might even grow to be more beautiful after reaching the Ancestral God Realm."

Aerion opened his left palm and slowly returned her cultivation strength.

'This will take some time.'

~

Aerion went through a similar process with Mu Xuanyin, granting her Vena's complete Legacy. Her hair and eyes both turned into an azure blue colour upon her rebirth, reminding Aerion of Vena herself. He then assisted them in growing their strength through the cultivation strength of his loyal servants and the resources of the Seventh Heaven Realm.

After that, he travelled to the Western Divine Region to see how things were proceeding along. The Dragon Conquest of the God Realm was going splendidly under the dominant and almighty Dragon Lord Long Bai. In fact, there wasn't much resistance and the Dragon Conquest ended almost as soon as it started.

Aerion made his way to the Forbidden Land of Samsara, which had already been taken by the Legion of Fire sometime ago.

"This Dragon Emperor has returned to the Forbidden Land of Samsara," Aerion announced.

He was met with He Lin first as he made his way forward. "Master, it's been a long while. I almost thought you forgot about me, hahaha."

"I wouldn't forget about you, Lin. Hmm, how was your stay this time around?"

"It was perfect." He Lin replied. "But I do still miss the Seventh Heaven Realm. There isn't quite a place like it here, unfortunately."

"I see." Aerion nodded and turned to He Lin's sister. "How are you, He Ling?"

"I'm... doing well." Her eyes couldn't quite meet Aerion's.

'Strange, she has been acting like this ever since I took off the mask of Justice.'

"I wonder why." Rotias laughed.

He Lin chuckled. "Master, I believe Senior Shen Xi would like to see you."

"Very well."

Aerion made his way to Shen Xi's bamboo hut but was abruptly stopped by a sudden call.

'Hmm, what's this?'

"This aura... it's very faint but I remember it well." Rotias chuckled. "It is none other than Aerios' sword."

'His sword? Could it be...'

Aerion's eyes widened as he soon realised what Rotias meant by that.

"Yes, the Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword."

Aerion smiled. 'This should be simple.'

"Ah, Master where are you going?" He Lin noticed that Aerion was going the wrong way.

"I have to do something first, give me a moment or two."

Aerion walked over to the Well of Transmigration, the source of the aura. He took a deep breath before jumping into it.

~

Aerion found himself floating in a barren space of white light. The Well of Transmigration had been destroyed quite some time ago and so, it had forgotten its true purpose. It was a dead space of nothingness, except for one thing.

The Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword.

It floated in place, not moving a single inch.

Aerion flew towards it and observed the sword. In terms of aura, the Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword was the complete opposite of the Evil Infant's Wheel of Myriad Tribulations. Its holy and pure energy was attracting Aerion closer.

"Will it acknowledge you, I wonder?" Rotias remarked.

Aerion smiled. "Even if it does not acknowledge me at first, it will bend to my will eventually."

He tried to move the sword in his current state and was met with frightening resistance. The Heaven Punishing Ancestral Sword sent him flying away with great force, resulting in a few minor wounds.

Aerion chuckled. "I see how it is."

Dragon Emperor!

A dragon's roar resounded across the Well of Transmigration as Aerion released more of Aerios' divine power.