The midday sun hung high in the sky.
The carriage moved toward Qingyuan Mountain under the sunlight, and the structures atop Qingyuan Main Peak could faintly be seen in the distance. The ingenious layout stood out vividly against the green mountains, a testant to the craftsmanship of so master architect—though no one knew who.
But.
Li Mo gazed at the mountain scenery, yet his mind involuntarily replayed the scene from earlier.
Half an hour ago.
The little beggar girl had removed the cloth covering her eyes, revealing a pair of clear, grayish-white pupils beneath—innocent and untouched by the world, reminiscent of a baby’s gaze.
Yet there was also a hint of timidity and humility in them, as if she dared not et another’s eyes.
How could soone’s eyes truly be this color?
Just as Li Mo was recalling a certain ninja ani, a pale little face suddenly appeared in his line of sight.
Her hair was still a tangled ss, her clothes ragged, creating a stark contrast with her delicate features.
Li Mo rembered this scene—not because of the girl’s breathtaking beauty at fourteen.
She stood there, her small hands fidgeting awkwardly, fingers twisting together.
Like a lone white flower swaying in the wind, erging from a desolate wasteland...
"The color of her fate hasn’t changed. The Sky Patrol Guards shouldn’t notice her."
"I wonder how long it’ll take her to discover the special nature of the Ancient Intent Ring?"
Li Mo’s thoughts churned.
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh.
"What’s wrong, Brother Li?"
Murong Xiao, who had been dozing beside him, lifted his head, his drowsy expression scrunching his features together.
"Damn it!"
"I forgot to tell her to bind the ring with a drop of blood!"
Li Mo was filled with regret.
To make it more convincing, he had used a classic trope from the novels of his past life when crafting the ring—it required a drop of blood to attune to its user.
But when he left...
The mont he saw that girl’s face, he had completely forgotten about it!
......
That night.
Smoke rose from the cooking fires in Mud Corner Alley.
The disabled little beggars bustled about, tidying up the dilapidated courtyard.
Before, this place had been a temporary shelter for them. But now, it was different—Big Brother Li had said that from today onward, this was their ho.
A ho... naturally had to be kept clean, right?
"Stutterer Sister has been spacing out all day."
"Heh, do you think she’s thinking about Big Brother Li?"
"Now that you ntion it, I miss him too. His cooking was the best."
"I’m going to join Qingyuan Sect in the future. Then I can see him every day!"
"Abah abah!"
"Stutterer Sister, no matter how much you polish that ring, Big Brother Li won’t see it."
"Wait, this doesn’t look like the one he gave her..."
......
Jiang Chulong sat with her knees drawn up, carefully wiping the exquisite ring on her finger, afraid to let it get dirty.
Hearing this, she froze.
Oh.
Though the ring had been delivered by Big Brother Li, it was actually prepared by Aunt i.
Why would Aunt i give her such a ring?
It wasn’t a spatial artifact she recognized, nor did it seem to have any other special properties.
"Aunt i wouldn’t do sothing aningless."
"This ring must be important."
Jiang Chulong bit her increasingly pale lips, her heart uneasy as she thought:
"Could it be that sothing’s wrong with ?"
In the past, the world had been vibrant in her eyes.
The heavens and earth she saw contained more than what others perceived—an extra layer of color and energy, as if she could see a hue no one else could.
But after her Sword Bone was taken, that color had vanished.
"Am I going to disappoint Aunt i?"
"It’s all my fault... I’m sorry..."
Jiang Chulong clenched the ring tightly, her knuckles turning white. The sharp pain in her palm made her feel slightly better.
Drip—
Crimson blood seeped from between her fingers.
And with it, the Ancient Intent Ring took on a faint, eerie glow.
Hummm...
Suddenly, she felt dizzy. The world before her began to spin like a whirlpool.
What’s happening?
The thought barely ford in her hazy mind.
The voices of the little ones echoed in her ears:
"Stutterer Sister, what’s wrong?"
"She fainted!"
Then—
All sound vanished. Silence enveloped everything.
She groggily opened her eyes, shielding them from the sudden burst of light, before finally taking in her surroundings.
An endless expanse of white mist, as if she had been transported beyond the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The space wasn’t large—no more than five hundred ters in radius.
Yet pavilions and towers stood in harmonious disorder, exuding an effortless elegance, as if shaped by nature itself. Even in the Central Divine Continent, she had never seen such refined architecture.
Like a dreamlike paradise.
"Where... am I?"
Jiang Chulong rubbed her eyes, her face filled with bewildernt.
"Hah..."
Suddenly, a deep, resonant laughter echoed through the air.
"Young one, since you’ve co from afar, you are a guest. Step inside."
"M... ?"
Jiang Chulong cautiously crossed the threshold.
There, in the courtyard beneath an ancient tree, a figure sat leisurely upon a bluestone.
He—clad in snow-white robes, his face concealed behind an ancient bronze mask.
He—surrounded by countless manifestations of cosmic energy and Dao rhythms, as if he had existed since the dawn of creation, observing all living beings.
He—the very root of this realm’s existence, capable of stirring the heavens with a re wave of his hand.
"Senior... where is this place?"
Jiang Chulong asked timidly.
"Here? Just a humble abode I carved out beyond the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to pass the ti."
The man’s voice was calm, unperturbed.
Jiang Chulong: "!"
Her mind short-circuited.
Beyond the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?
She had crossed an unfathomable distance to arrive... outside the known universe?
"Hahaha, just a minor trick. No need for alarm."
"If I can bring you here, I can certainly send you back."
The man’s ethereal voice drifted over once more.
With a wave of his hand, a stool materialized on the ground, and a tea set appeared on the stone table.
"Sit."
Dazed, Jiang Chulong walked over and sat down. It took her a long mont to regain her composure.
"Who... are you?"
"Why... did you bring here?"
The closer she got, the more she felt the depth of this senior’s unfathomable mystery.
Even her cold, aloof father—who bore the destiny of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—had never given her the sa overwhelming presence as this enigmatic man.
In all the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, there were very few beings of such power.
And for soone like her, they should have been familiar nas.
"My title..."
The mysterious man fell into contemplation, as if too much ti had passed since anyone had addressed him. The weight of ages had dulled even his own na.
After a long pause, he finally spoke:
"I am known as... the Primordial Heavenly Lord."
Crack—
The mont the words left his lips, thunder split the sky.
Boom—
The winds howled, the clouds churned, and lightning danced wildly, bleaching the world in an instant of blinding white.
Jiang Chulong was terrified. Trembling, she looked up.
In the monochro world of black and white, the silhouette of the man grew ever more distinct.
What boundless antiquity and transcendence!
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