Chapter 1820 It has been a while since we did this, no? "So you finally remembered me." A voice was heard as another woman appeared in the dimension where only Aeliana and Nux were supposed to be. "Mother" Nux smiled as he walked towards his mother. He tried to hug her; the woman, however, placed her finger on his forehead, stopping him from getting any closer to her. "You think everything would be fine after a hug?" The Human Progenitor raised her eye. "Mother... I was busy..." "Of course, I know what you were 'busy' with." Faustina spoke as she side-eyed Aeliana. The poor Vampire blushed as she was targeted again. "Tsk, all the sons these days, they take out time for their wives and future wives, but when it comes to their mother, they just 'get busy.' How convenient." Faustina then stared at Nux and, "Why did you call me here anyways? I am sure it isn't because you wish to talk to me. You must need something, don't you? What is it?" She spoke. "I swear I just wanted to talk to you." "You just wanted to talk to me." Faustina raised her eyebrow. "No, he called you here so you can train him together with us. He didn't call you just to talk." Dagahra was quick to say those words. Nux stared at the Dragon. The Dragon Progenitor, however, just shrugged. It was probably his way to somewhat get back at this brat. Nux's lips twitched. Right now, however, he had more important things to worry about, so he just smiled and, "W-We can talk in the middle of the t-training, can't we? I also wanted to show you how much your son has progressed." Faustina stared at her son. Nux gulped; he truly looked nervous, and noticing that, Faustina just chuckled and gently rested Nux's head against her chest. "Don't worry, I am only playing with you. I know you have been busy. You still need to help Eisheth, don't you?" The woman spoke gently. The Dragon Progenitors looked affected by Faustina's words. Eisheth was a name that had become a bit sensitive for not just them but all other Progenitors as well. After all, they had seen a familiar case already. Lyriana Frostwillow. An Incomplete Divine Stage Cultivator, who somehow returned as a Complete Cultivator with an Absolute Law. From being a woman with a foundation so weak that the Ancestral Order wouldn't even spare a look at her, she turned into someone who could defeat any of the Ancestral Order's members who were at the same level as her. It was a jump that the Progenitors didn't even know was possible, well... at least not unless they killed themselves, abandoned their souls like Azriel did, and lived with a different soul, essentially losing themselves. A big cost, and even if the Progenitors were prepared for it, Azriel stood in their way, not. allowing them to do anything reckless. Even if they tried their best to convince him otherwise, he wouldn't listen. The Progenitors weren't fools. They knew that in the grander Universe, they were weak. They had known it for a long time now. Before, they had Azriel. Now, however, with Yrniel's condition a mess, Azriel couldn't move recklessly. The Progenitors knew they needed to get stronger. They understood it was their responsibility to protect their world and help their friend, but Azriel didn't allow them to do anything reckless and kept a constant eye on them. It was a constant exchange between the two sides where one tried to convince the other while the other didn't even budge and this cycle continued for many years, with no progress whatsoever. But then... Then comes a being, who noticed that a woman he liked was facing a similar problem as them and.... He solved it. Yes, just like that. The problem that haunted the Progenitors for hundreds of thousands of years, a problem that no one in this vast Universe had a solution for, a boy who was barely a few thousand years old, appeared, and solved it. Naturally, the Progenitors were sensitive about it. After all, if Nux could help the woman he liked, he could help them as well, no? He could help them rebuild their foundation and fulfill their long-standing wish of finally having a Law, opening a path of no end for them. A Path that would lead them to the vast Universe. A Path that would give them the potential to stand face to face against the strongest beings in this Universe. How could they be indifferent about this? "Yes, there are a lot of things I need to do." Nux spoke as he tightened his hug around Faustina. He knew Faustina might not be showing it, but even she wanted to rebuild her foundation and form a Law. Who wouldn't? Faustina was just like everyone else. She desired to get stronger as well. Right now, however, she controlled her desire and, "I know you do." She spoke with a light smile on her face. Nux smiled as well. He wanted to help his mother as well but... Helping the Progenitors was much more complicated. Severing the Progenitors would directly put the target on Yrniel. The Progenitors' connection to their world is much stronger compared to any other being. For the Yrniel Progenitors, it was even worse. After all, these beings have linked themselves with Yrniel too deeply. They rose their cultivation using their connection with Yrniel. Not just that, these beings had also used Yrniel to extend their lifespan. 100,000 years, that is the lifespan of a normal Transcendent with a normal Law. The Progenitors who didn't even have a Law cannot have a longer lifespan, but here they are. Every single one of these beings is much older than that. How did they do it? Nux didn't know, but he knew a person who would, and he was going to talk to him once everyone is done here. Anyways, his point still remained, he cannot help the Progenitors right now because if he does, the Universe would directly target Yrniel, and this time, they would have no way to protect it. So unless Nux finds a way to save Yrniel from the Universe's wrath, he couldn't be reckless, even if it was to help his mother. "Alright, let's not waste any more time. You called me here to train you, correct? Then let's begin." While Nux was thinking all this, Faustina suddenly glanced at Vyriana and, "It has been a while since we did this, no?" Vyriana smiled as she clenched her fists. "It has indeed."