Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Time and Karma

"You know me?" asked Wang Wei.

"There is a picture of you in the Ancestral Hall and every year, all the people of Heavenly Tree Village–even the ones who left–will come back to worship you."

'That would explain the Incense I noticed in this village,' thought Wang Wei as he looked in the direction where it was most concentrated, most likely the Ancestral Hall.

Meanwhile, the young man who recognized him seemed very excited as his words were very loud and uncontrollable. And it was not just him, but also the people around.

Although Wang Wei's physical appearance had drastically changed, his temperament did not change much, so people were able to recognize him.

All the villagers looked at him with great joy. Over the years, Heavenly Tree Village has become famous throughout the area. And that was not only because their annual harvest is always abundant no matter what, but also because anyone who left this village is guaranteed to become successful.

Whether they become scholars and pursue a life that serves the country, a merchant that desires wealth, or a general with military power: all of them succeeded. And this has never stopped for more than 3000 years.

As a result of this, many people knew of the magic of this village and lusted after it. But in the end, all of them died because of strange accidents. This fact applied to cultivators as well.

And the villagers knew that the reason for the change of their village was because of a young master that once visited, so they enshrined them in the Ancestral Hall and offered him incense every year; they considered them the Guardian of the village.

And the status of this village is the towering tree that the Guardian once planted, and even the village was renamed after it.

"Lead me to see your Ancestral Hall," said Wang Wei, an act which made the young man elated. He hurriedly led the way while all the other villages followed them.

Meanwhile, in Wang Wei's eyes, the power of Fate and Time flashed; watched the fate of this village and everything that occurred since he left. He saw the lives of the original members with which he interacted.

He saw how they prosper after he left, got sick, grew old, and die. He watched as they told their descendants stories about their interaction with him.

One person, in particular, got his attention. It was the aunty who was bold enough to ask him if he wanted a concubine while showing up his daughter. That aunty died of old age at 116 years old, however, his daughter left the village and married a noble in a secular kingdom.

Her lineage eventually overthrew the leader of the kingdom after a few generations and established a dynasty of their own. However, after 634 years, that dynasty was also conquered by someone else.

Luckily, her lineage never cut off contact with the village, and was still blessed with tremendous luck. Their family escaped once the capital was breached, hid for a while, and even became a cultivator family.

After a few more generations, their clan even gave birth to a Divine Altar Realm cultivator, becoming the pride and joy of this village.

And she was not the only one. Wang Wei watched the rise and fall of all the people that were born in this village; he watched their birth and death in just a few seconds.

'An action that I made on a whim affected the lives of so many people, for thousands of years. My action has singlehandedly changed the fate of all the people of this village.'

As he thought of this, Wang Wei's eyes changed once again. This time, he saw the life of this village had he not interfered. He saw how about 5 decades later, an earthquake would hit this village killing most of the people, with only a few survivors.

Then, these survivors would move to another village. However, three generations later, this village would be captured and forced to work in mines until all of them died instead.

'Parallel Timelines?' thought Wang Wei as he tried to see other possibilities. For example, what if he never even met the people of this village, would that change anything? Unfortunately, he could not do so.

'Maybe I need to understand the Dao of Time before I can see them.'

While in deep thought, Wang Wei walked into the Ancestral Hall where he saw a picture of his younger self hanging in the middle of the room. He was a little surprised as he expected the painting to only have a slight resemblance to him.

After all, how could the people back then remember him so deeply to the point of being able to paint with such vivid detail? Even if they did, the memories of mortals were always fading with time, so that would be an issue.

He looked at the painting and calculate the cause and effect.

'I see.'

It turned out that the tree that he planted acquired some form of sentience and remembered him. Then, it sent the image to the people of the village in the form of a dream when they decided to place him in their Ancestral Hall.

Wang Wei looked at the deep and pure Incense and this room. In terms of quantity, it did not come close to the one he absorbed in the Heavenly Abode World, but it outclassed it in terms of purity.

This shows that the villagers admired him deeply in their hearts, and offered them incense not because he was some almighty god that could determine their fate.