Chapter 2169: Peerless Beauty and Love at First Sight

Every love-at-first-sight in the world comes from being struck by beauty.

The Fusang Empress saw the scene before her, her expression unchanged, though a faint crease formed between her brows in her heart.

The current Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal was handsome and elegant, bearing transcendent, like a true celestial of the Nine Heavens; if one set aside the Wanfa True Immortal, who was female, he was simply the strongest male being in the Endless Starry Sky!

Such a being possessed a charm that transcended the limits of race.

Nine out of ten outstanding women in the world, no matter which race they came from, found it hard not to be moved before the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal; this came from the deepest mate-selecting instinct in women, one they themselves could not suppress.

This maiden of the Phoenix Immortal Race, Huang Yunxi, an ethereal, matchless beauty among female cultivators of the Endless Starry Sky, held a sincere and genuine love for the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal.

At least, at this moment, it was so.

A sharp wariness rose in the Fusang Empress's heart; her instincts had been stirred.

As the Empress of the Fusang Holy Land, more than half of her inherited legacy concerned the struggles of the inner palace, granting her ample sect experience in such matters.

The hardest thing to find in the world is true love, especially the true love of a woman of matchless beauty.

It makes the heart pound.

Judging by the historical record, such a temptation was hard for even emperors to resist—falling out of love and transferring their affections; throughout history, several Fusang Holy Land Empresses had been defeated in the perilous struggles of the inner palace by women of this type. Extremely dangerous.

Moreover, this woman was still a woman of the Phoenix Immortal Race.

This race had long stood first on the Fusang Holy Land's list of enemies, whether on the battlefield or in the inner palace.

"Alright."

"Fellow Daoist Huang Yunxi."

Jiang Ding smiled, his gaze gentle.

Whether by coincidence or by design, Huang Yunxi obediently walked toward the ranks of the Master Tushan maids, taking her place among the maids of the Qingluan Immortal Race and the Jin Wu Immortal Race—closer to Gong Gong Caiyu the Quasi-Emperor and farther from the Fusang Empress.

Gong Gong Caiyu had no interest in these hidden undercurrents.

She simply carefully arranged each maid's onboarding and cultivation inheritance plan.

This batch of maids was of very high quality, essentially the finest women of every immortal race; in the future, there was an extremely high probability they would attain Supreme, and there was even hope of reaching Quasi-Emperor.

For a very long time to come, this batch of maids would form the backbone of the Master Tushan maid corps, accompanying the Sword Immortal for a very long time.

Amid the farewells of the crowd, the figures of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal and the many maids gradually disappeared.

Many of the myriad-race cultivators also came to understand the style of this human Sword Immortal.

Very plain, caring nothing for pomp, no luxurious carriages or processions.

Though a sword cultivator, his bearing was exceptionally approachable, courteous to others, often deferential to the worthy.

A sovereign like this seemed very easy to get along with.

……

At this time, Jiang Ding had already arrived at the final stop of his tour of the Zhu Que star domains.

The Grand Yin-Yang Star Domain.

This star domain had not always borne this name.

It was simply because the yin and yang energies flowed through this star domain, and yin-yang dao patterns existed year-round in every great thousand world, making it superbly suited for cultivating the Yin-Yang Great Dao, refining artifacts, growing spirit plants, and the like—a true holy land of the Yin-Yang Great Dao.

After the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal's victory, this star domain was renamed the Grand Yin-Yang Star Domain.

Within this star domain existed a sect called the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

"Greetings—"

"Supreme Great Sun—"

The Supreme Yin and the Supreme Yang walked out from the mountain gate and saw the many Quasi-Emperors, the many top prodigy maids of the myriad races, and a youth in blue approaching together.

A sense of unease and constraint rose in their hearts, and they wished to bow and greet him.

Even though the two of them had already lived for more than five hundred thousand years, at this moment they still felt like villagers who had just stepped out of the countryside.

This truly could not be blamed on them.

The people before them—even the weakest, most unremarkable maid—was a top prodigy of the Endless Starry Sky, with the bearing of a future Eighth Tribulation Supreme; they truly outstripped them by far, and an immense pressure arose invisibly, making one appear very constrained, unable to relax.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

"Sun, you brat, don't pull that stunt."

Jiang Ding waved his hand, cutting off the Supreme Yang and the other's bow, and said unhappily: "The two of us became acquainted back in the Dao Child period, fought shoulder to shoulder as fellow Daoists, and are fellow disciples of the same lineage."

"Are you doing this to humiliate me?"

Fellow disciples of the same lineage?!

The eyes of the many myriad-race prodigy maids around them showed surprise.

In an instant, they regarded these two seemingly ordinary Seventh Tribulation Supremes with gravity, not daring to slight them, treating them with special importance.

"Hehe!"

"It's just that your brat's procession is too grand, I'm a bit unused to it…"

The Supreme Yang scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

He no longer bowed, and the constraint in his heart eased considerably.

The Fusang Empress, meanwhile, exchanged greetings with the Supreme Yin; the two had been in very frequent contact over the years, treating each other as bosom confidantes.

"Enough of that."

"Are you still used to living here in the Grand Yin-Yang Star Domain?"

"Have the spirit tablets of Pure Yang Patriarch, Yin-Yang Patriarch, Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang Patriarch, and the two seniors, Senior Yang Gu's tablet, and so on all been properly set up? What about the peaks throughout the sect…"

Jiang Ding asked in careful detail.

He held feelings for the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm sect—it was the source of the Great Sun Sword Dao.

"What a question!"

"Of course we're used to living here."

The Solar Sovereign laughed heartily: "To speak plainly, suddenly going from a great thousand-world to presiding over a rich star domain — the cultivation conditions in every aspect are vastly better. Amid my excitement and wild joy, I was truly somewhat uneasy at heart, because I am only a Seven Tribulation Sovereign; my talent and gifts, looking out across the endless starry sky, are far too ordinary."

"For me to preside over a rich star domain — to tell the truth, it's a case of virtue not matching the position."

Over these years he had at times been deeply worried, fearing that some Eight Tribulation Sovereign might pass by and humiliate them, or simply wipe out the sect and seize its treasures, forcing them to flee to the four corners.

It really was like a child carrying gold through a bustling market — the sect simply had too many treasures and its own strength was far too weak.

Actual circumstances proved he had been worrying over nothing at all.

None of those guesses and worries had ever come to pass; life had passed by calm and peaceful, without a single ripple.

"Virtue not matching the position?"

"No, no, no — the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm possesses the highest virtue among over a thousand star domains."

Jiang Ding gave a slight shake of his head.

This was, after all, a sect that had indirectly given birth to a True Immortal of the human race.

If this sect were without virtue, then there would be no virtuous sect beneath the heavens.

These worries were truly superfluous.

"Walk with me."

Jiang Ding and the Lunar and Solar Sovereigns together toured the brand-new Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, once more paid respects to the successive patriarchs, and recalled the sect's many affairs.

The present Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm was very weak — it didn't even have a single Eight Tribulation Sovereign.

But it didn't matter. With the grace of the Supreme Solar Sword Immortal, once this generation's Lunar and Solar Sovereigns passed away, the most top-tier prodigies of the endless starry sky would become the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm's inheritors.

Generation after generation, they would refine and pass down the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm's inheritance, and would surely make this sect an Eight Tribulation Immortal Sect within a million years.

What happens after that will depend on this sect's potential.

If its descendants are outstanding and live up to expectations, the birth of a Quasi-Emperor is not impossible.

The Supreme Solar Sword Immortal is sentimental, but equally heartless — the support and repayment at any cost are limited only to reaching the level of an Eight Tribulation Immortal Sect, and then everything returns to zero.

This generation's Lunar and Solar Sovereigns may seem weak and of ordinary talent, but in truth these two are the Supreme Solar Sword Immortal's emotional anchor.

Once this generation's Lunar and Solar Sovereigns pass away, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm's bond of affection will also gradually fade with time — no kind of affection is eternal and infinite.