In a quiet yet resonant voice that carried through the Infinite Immortal Realms, Wujin Meng spoke to every soul, immortal and mortal alike. Her words were not just carried by the winds but embedded in the hearts of all who listened, awakening something deep within them—an ancient wisdom woven into the very fabric of existence.
“Guard your hearts.
The Sun’s Dusk inevitably leads to the Twilight of Night, and within every hand, every breath, there lies the potential to set the universe ablaze. The cosmos itself is filled with boundless energy, but within that energy exists choice—the choice to create or destroy, to live with purpose or drift aimlessly.
For most, the common struggle is the search for a place called home—not just a physical dwelling, but a space of peace, belonging, and meaning. These journeys, these tangents of growth, collide in ways far beyond ordinary comprehension. The family unit, sold to us as the ultimate dream, is as illusory as the shapes of clouds, instilling a sense of normality in a world torn by division and conflict. While meaning can be found in anything, that does not make all meanings equal.
But I ask you, is every life lived full of meaning? Is every soul on a journey toward purpose, or are some simply passing through the motions of existence, caught in a web of illusions?”
Her voice was soft, but the weight of her words sent ripples across the hearts of those who heard them. In the mortal realms, the common folk felt a strange sense of peace mixed with urgency. In the Infinite Immortal Realms, cultivators looked at one another, questioning the paths they had chosen.
“Dreams, they say, begin with the observation of time—time that pushes us forward, asking us to become more than what we are. But what if this relentless pursuit of growth dulls the inner self? What if our desire for power, for immortality, for wealth, strips away the very essence of our souls?
Every being with the idea of individualism must reckon with the paradox of existence. The desire to stand apart from the masses often leads us down a path where we seek not freedom, but control—control over our environments, over others, even over our own destinies. But I warn you: the pursuit of control is the pursuit of violence.
To chase control, to impose your will on others, is to tread the path of conflict, both spiritual and physical. In this battle, those who seek control will never find peace. This path leads only to strife, and I urge you—guard your hearts against it.”
In the grand halls of sects and immortal clans, elders and disciples alike paused in reflection. The cultivation world had long praised strength, but Wujin’s words gave rise to questions: Is control truly strength? Does power come from mastery of the self, or domination of others?
“Beware the forces that thrive on your emotions. They feed on both negativity and positivity, and they will use any means to twist your desires, your fears, and your hopes.
Those who seek to control you are subtle, like shadows moving through your life. These shadow entities thrive on the chaos within societies. They play on your fears, push your desires, and offer you false hopes. Beware the traps they set before you. They care not for your soul, nor your well-being. Their only goal is to feed off your struggle and your suffering.
Desire, Fear, and Hope—these are the tools they use to ensnare you. They give you just enough to keep you wanting more, to keep you bound. They will give you food for the day but never teach you how to grow your own. They will manipulate your hopes, dangling freedom and wealth before you, but only enough to control you.
But the most insidious weapon they wield is hope—hope that one day, everything will change, that you will be free, that you will find happiness. Yet, they twist that hope into a poison, using it to break you.”
In the bustling cities of the mortal realms, people began to recognize these shadow forces in their own lives. They saw how they had been fed false dreams, given false freedoms, and led down paths that only served the interests of those in power. The merchants, the rulers, the wealthy elite—had they all been feeding on this cycle of control and illusion?
“Awakening, my friends, is not just a spiritual journey—it is an awareness of the violence that controls communities and societies. The truly awakened are those whose hearts and minds are strong enough to resist the chains placed upon them. They are the ones who shine light on the darkness, who break free from the false realities that have been built around them.
Home, in its truest form, is not a place of material wealth or grand palaces. It is a state of peace, a refuge from the chaos of the outside world. It is not about the possessions you own, but the peace you create within your own heart.
Build your home, not with bricks and stone, but with understanding, with love, and with the strength of your own soul. Recognize those who wish to control you, and walk away from them. Guard your heart, for it is the most precious thing you possess. It is the key to your freedom.”
Among the rising irregulars—the fierce warriors who had fought their way from the mortal realms into the heavens—the words struck deep. Many had been consumed by their own battles, struggling for power, for recognition. But now, they saw that true freedom was not in the fight but in the choice to walk away, to create their own path.
“Home is where the heart is, and why is that? Because the heart is the source of all dreams, all love, all hope. It is your center, the place from which you grow. But beware, for those who seek to control you will try to take your heart from you. They will turn your own dreams into chains, your own desires into prisons.
Your heart is your own. Protect it. Guide it. Let it grow in love and peace, and it will guide you to your true home.”
Across the realms, from the Abyssal Master in the depths of chaos to the Immortal Emperor seated upon his throne, Wujin Meng’s words left a lasting impression. In the vast cosmos, filled with countless worlds and endless conflicts, her speech acted as a beacon of clarity.
She had reminded them of the most important truth: Guard your hearts. Not with weapons or walls, but with awareness and love.
For in the end, the only battle worth fighting was the battle for one’s own soul.