Chapter 74: Tianpeng Meets Chang

Su Chen looked at his pitiful demeanor and thought to himself: “This is no longer the mighty Marshal of the Heavenly River—he’s just a lovesick lad.”

He cleared his throat and began offering advice to the Marshal.

“Marshal, do you remember what I told you before?”

“I remember, I remember—send warmth, send sincerity,” Marshal Tianpeng nodded eagerly.

“Exactly!” Su Chen snapped his fingers. “Now is the time to show your sincerity. Don’t offer your rare treasures, don’t mention your title as Marshal. Just pretend you’re an ordinary passerby, captivated by the Immortal’s dance.”

“Walk up to her, don’t act too frivolous, don’t be too stiff. Approach her with appreciation, as an equal, and strike up a conversation.”

“Conversation? What do I talk about?” Marshal Tianpeng looked utterly lost.

“Talk about things she’s never heard!” Su Chen guided patiently. “Think—how many years has she spent in Guanghan Palace? Every day, all she sees is this cold palace and the moon tree on Taiyin Star. She must be sick of it.”

“Tell her about the human world below—the joys and sorrows, the loves and hates of mortals. Tell her a few of the love stories I told you.”

Su Chen had already recounted to Marshal Tianpeng the classic love stories he remembered from his past life.

“Marshal, talking without action is empty show. The chance is right before you—grab it.” Su Chen patted his shoulder, encouraging him.

“Alright!” Marshal Tianpeng took a deep breath, made up his mind, straightened his robes, and stepped forward.

But he took one step, then pulled back, looking at Su Chen with embarrassment.

“Brother, come with me? I’m nervous going alone.”

Hearing this, Su Chen nearly burst out laughing.

He quickly waved his hand. “Marshal, that won’t do. This is your private moment with the Immortal. What would it look like if I, a stranger, tagged along?”

“Besides,” Su Chen gestured toward the vast expanse of Taiyin Star, “I rarely get to visit Taiyin Star—I want to wander around, see the legendary Moon Palace for myself. Go with confidence, give your best. I’ll wait here for your good news.”

Marshal Tianpeng realized this made sense.

He gave Su Chen a grateful look: “Brother, your kindness is beyond words. When I win the beauty’s heart, I’ll treat you to the finest wine!”

With that, he no longer hesitated. Striding forward with boldness, he headed toward Chang’e Immortal before Guanghan Palace.

Su Chen watched his comical back, shaking his head with a smile.

“Go on, go on—better make it a long chat.”

He turned away, ignoring the love story about to unfold, his gaze fixed on the distant, towering, colossal moon tree.

“Taiyin Star Lord is gone, Wu Gang is gone, most celestial officials are absent. Now is my best chance!”

His heart pounded fiercely.

Sunfire—I’m coming for you!

Su Chen no longer hesitated. His form blurred, and he shot toward the massive moon tree.

The closer he got, the more he felt the tree’s vastness and antiquity.

Its thick trunk would require thousands to encircle; its bark was etched with the marks of time, like natural Dao patterns brimming with infinite mystery.

A torrent of vital essence, mixed with pure Taiyin energy, radiated from its trunk.

“No wonder it’s a primordial spiritual root—truly extraordinary.”

Su Chen marveled inwardly.

He circled the moon tree once, confirmed no one else was near, then gently pressed his hand against its rough bark.

“As I know, this primordial spiritual root is rooted in Taiyin Star’s origin.”

He thought, then activated his Wood-element perfected Hunyuan Golden Core to trigger the “Wood Passage Technique.”

Hum!

Su Chen’s body glowed faintly green, like water merging into the sea, sinking into the massive trunk.

Inside the moon tree’s core, Su Chen found himself in a strange passage woven from countless light veins.

Some veins glowed emerald green, brimming with lush Wood vitality; others shone silvery-white, radiating pure Taiyin energy.

The two forces intertwined perfectly here, forming a unique current.

Su Chen sped downward like a leaf carried by a rushing river.

The pressure around him grew heavier.

The chilling force from Taiyin’s origin grew terrifying, as if it would freeze his Primordial Spirit solid.

Su Chen didn’t dare delay—he immediately activated his Hunyuan Golden Core. The Golden Core spun swiftly, releasing a warm magic power that shielded his body, easing the cold.

“Damn, if a regular Immortal came here, they’d be frozen to dust before reaching the star’s core.”

He inwardly thanked his solid foundation and the fact he’d assimilated Yang Mei the Great Immortal’s remains—a primordial spiritual root—or he might never have made it in.

After an unknown time, when the sensation of falling ceased, Su Chen found himself emerging from the end of a colossal root.

He had arrived in a vast space.

This was the deepest core of Taiyin Star, its origin.

Pure Taiyin primordial energy filled the space.

At its center stood a magnificent palace emitting a soft, pale glow.

The palace was forged entirely of silver crystal, ancient and elegant, radiating nobility and aloofness.

“This must be Chang Xi’s true residence.”

Su Chen stared at the distant palace, heart racing.

He suppressed his excitement and crept cautiously closer.

But after only a few steps, an unstoppable force slammed into him.

Boom!

Su Chen felt as if a primordial divine mountain had struck him—he flew backward.

“Strong formation—thankfully just a defensive one. If it had been a killing array, I’d be dead now.”

He stabilized himself, heart pounding with relief.

He activated his Dharma Eye and saw intricate primordial runes flickering faintly across the palace’s surface and surrounding ground, forming a vast, complex array.

The array enveloped the entire palace and a radius of several miles.

“This is definitely a primordial-level array. With my cultivation, I can’t possibly break through.”

The palace stood like a world apart from the Three Realms—visible, yet utterly unreachable.