Chapter 207: The Third Holy Mother Pays Respects at Wa Palace; Fang Longye Meets the Hundred Flower Fairy【45k】

Heh, try it and you might just die—facing Yang Chan's enticement, Fang Longye remained noncommittal.

Yes, given his own unique nature, even if he were to raise some banner of rebellion against Heaven, he would not necessarily be in any danger of losing his life.

Perhaps, those big shots like the Jade Emperor would even let him make a scene.

After all, isn't that how Sun Wukong's title of Great Sage Equaling Heaven came to be?

But what would he gain from it?

The Three Realms already have one monkey show; he won't go stealing the spotlight to be the protagonist.

Seeing Fang Longye dodge the subject, Yang Chan stopped bringing up that matter and chatted with him about other things.

Although Fang Longye had not expected the Third Holy Mother in reality to have such a personality, his impression of her was not bad.

Despite having none of the legendary appearance of a virtuous wife and good mother, nor any sense of steadiness, she was instead of a lively and unrestrained disposition.

But considering she was, after all, still a young girl with little experience in the world, her immaturity was understandable.

After all, her second brother is Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and she herself is a disciple of Wa Huang; who would dare to bully her?

Setting aside preconceived stereotypes, looking back, the fact that she hadn't developed a spoiled and willful temperament could already be considered inherently kind-hearted.

Further considering the Erlang Shen and Wa Palace behind her, slight deviations in personality were nothing for him to quibble over.

He had not changed in the slightest his initial intention to capture the heart of such a wealthy woman.

Although he showed nothing on the surface, his words and actions were naturally targeted. A bit of pandering was enough to make Yang Chan giggle incessantly.

Talking about everything under the sun, after a good chat, Yang Chan had long since brushed away that trace of displeasure in her heart regarding Fang Longye not listening to her suggestions.

She was in a cheerful mood, chatting with Fang Longye so happily that they were unexpectedly compatible.

Later on.

She even sat on the ground with Fang Longye, drinking wine amidst the flower shadows, admiring the flowers and scenery, and chatting about everything from poetry and songs to life philosophy.

It wasn't until the Hundred Flower Fairy sent someone to invite Fang Longye for a talk that she finally came back to her senses.

She was stunned to realize that time had slipped away slowly. The dim, golden glow of the setting sun came from the treetops; the bamboo and trees were sparse, and the water ripples were delicate.

This amount of time was truly not short!

She still remembered that when she first met this Dragon Lord Yuanlong, it was only noon!

Holding the wine bottle, Yang Chan took a small sip, smoothed the black hair hanging down with her hand, and sighed in her heart.

"No wonder I felt a special connection when facing him!" Yang Chan thought to herself.

She had truly never been this compatible with a member of the opposite sex. Thinking of this, ripples couldn't help but stir in the depths of her heart.

Finally, it can end! Fang Longye, standing to the side, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Don't let this sister's personality seem a bit crazy; she was actually a literary young woman.

He wasn't into that. Fortunately, he had Tang and Song poetry in his belly, which was enough to hold on.

But it was only holding on.

Because this sister had been harboring the intention of getting to the bottom of things, insisting on asking about the logic within.

How would he know that? He could only recite poems, and he could say a thing or two about appreciation.

But if you asked him why a certain line of poetry was written that way, he was truly clueless.

Completely clueless.

Yang Chan used her hand to touch her cloud-like hair, her profile reflected in the sunset, flawless like white jade.

She thought for a moment and said, "Since Sister Hundred Flower is looking for you, then you should go! Don't worry, Sister Hundred Flower is very easy to talk to."

"Is the Fairy not coming along?"

Yang Chan rose gracefully, waved her hand, and said, "I was originally going to go with you, but something came up temporarily, so please go ahead, Brother Fang!"

"I will come to find you later."

"Alright then!"

Seeing this, Fang Longye had no objections. He followed the maid sent by the Hundred Flower Fairy and left first.

In the courtyard.

There were three or five jade pavilions and treasure cabinets dotting the area.

After Fang Longye left, Yang Chan headed toward one of the treasure cabinets and lotus platforms.

Pushing the door open and entering, the fragrance of lamps, birds holding spiritual branches, and purple-green treasure light were everywhere.

There was joy in Yang Chan's eyes as she took two or three steps to sit down on the Cloud Couch.

"I never thought the Empress would actually have the mind to summon me—it's been so many years!"

She reached out and took out a Jade Ruyi, stroking it in her hand for a long time, clearly feeling excited.

Calming her mind, she immediately shook the Jade Ruyi, revealing a jade portal in the void.

Inside the door, everything was bizarre and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Forgot!"

Yang Chan stood up, originally intending to step inside directly, but as if she had thought of something, she patted her head.

With a shake of her body, the men's clothing on her disappeared, replaced by a gorgeous palace gown.

She used a water mirror to look at her current appearance and smiled with satisfaction.

Then she stepped into the portal.

The portal shook and dissipated, and the entire jade pavilion and treasure cabinet suddenly became quiet.

A faint, lingering fragrance remained, refreshing to the lungs.

It seemed there was still the distant sound of jade pendants colliding with each other.

……

Heaven Beyond Heaven, Wa Palace.

Auspicious clouds appeared, and lucky mist swirled.

On the sandalwood treasure desk sat a gold burner, from which orchid incense curled, condensing into misty water that permeated the surroundings.

Jade hooks hung diagonally, rolling up layers of pearl curtains, and beneath a crescent moon, the jade cloud bed was revealed.

Upon it lay an ancient true god, half-reclining on the couch, possessing a beautiful appearance and peerless grace.

The whole person lay quietly, spirit wandering the heavens, oblivious to the passage of time.

Just at this moment, a crisp chime was heard; within the palace, the bells and chimes rang without wind, entering the ears with a clear and bright tone.

The sleeping ancient true god Nuwa opened her eyes and sat up.

"Niangniang—"

The attendant who had been dozing before the bed was startled and spoke up in haste.

"Hmm."

Nuwa waved her hand, not minding that the attendant beside her had been dozing.

Her beautiful eyes were clear and crystalline, containing an immeasurable starry sky that shone within, rotating left and right, with torrents rolling, inconceivable, reflecting the long river of heaven and earth.

"Go and welcome your Senior Sister Yang Chan in~"

"Yes~"

It is said that Yang Chan used the Jade Ruyi in her hand to push aside time and space, stepping into the portal leading to Wa Palace.

In this process, time and space seemed to lose their meaning; when she opened her eyes, Wa Palace was already before her.

Looking at the Wa Palace before her, one could see flying eaves reflecting the sun and moon, and clusters of stars gathered before the pavilion.

The steps were clear and bright from the washing of time, and the portal was calm, covered by colorful clouds.

Ten thousand zhang of purple energy covered everything above and below, vast and mighty, with no end in sight.

Wondrous sounds gave birth to flowers, falling to the ground with a chime.

"So many years, and it's still the same old look~"

Yang Chan gazed at the familiar grass and trees before her, her eyes narrowing, a relaxed smile hanging on the corners of her mouth.

A short while later.

The portal opened, and a slender, beautiful woman walked out from within, draped in a palace dress, holding a Lotus Lamp, her brows and eyes youthful, looking very lively.

She glanced at Yang Chan, then said, "Senior Sister, please follow me."

Yang Chan collected her thoughts and followed the young girl into Wa Palace, passing through rainbow bridges and water pavilions, winding around bamboo-leaf curved corridors, until finally, she arrived at Niangniang's sleeping quarters.

She paced inside and bowed gracefully.

Her voice was crisp as she said, "May Niangniang enjoy boundless longevity."

It was because Nuwa had never taken disciples, and all those under her were merely followers. Thus, Yang Chan only addressed her as Niangniang.

Nuwa sized Yang Chan up, beckoned with her hand, and took a scroll of the Treasure Map, sending it into her hands.

Then she yawned, waved her hand, and signaled, "Alright~ go down! In this epoch, if you do not attain the Great Luo, do not come to see me again!"

"Niangniang?"

Yang Chan widened her eyes, full of confusion.

She had grown up in the arms of Nuwa, and Nuwa had always doted on her the most.

How could she be chased away after only one meeting, without even a word exchanged? And why were the requirements for her so strict? She had to know that she was only at the Golden Immortal perfection stage; how could she attain the Dao of Great Luo so quickly?

However, before she could act spoiled, she was swept out of the sleeping palace by a flick of Nuwa's sleeve.

As the world spun, Yang Chan steadied herself, clutching the Map of Mountains and Rivers in her hand, puffing out her cheeks, looking aggrievedly at Nuwa's sleeping palace. "Isn't this our little Miaojun? Why are you standing before the Goddess's door in a daze?"

Yang Chan followed the voice and looked over, seeing a female immortal dressed in a crimson long dress pacing over, smiling brightly.

The image of a Jinfeng embroidered on her dress shimmered with brilliant light. In her hand, she held a lingzhi ruyi, from which three feet of green smoke emerged, containing misty chapters telling the story of Nuwa creating humans and blending Yin and Yang.

"Sister Jinfeng—"

"Niangniang, Niangniang doesn't want me anymore!"

Yang Chan sobbed, threw herself into Jinfeng's arms, and began to wail.

"Alright! Alright!"

Jinfeng patted Yang Chan's arm with heartache, soothing her: "Niangniang didn't say she didn't want you~ otherwise, why would she bestow upon you an Innate Spiritual Treasure like the Map of Mountains and Rivers?"

"But Niangniang said that if I cannot attain the Dao of Great Luo in this epoch, I shouldn't come to see her!"

"I know my own talent is limited, unlike Second Brother who is so gifted; how could it be so easy to attain the Dao of Great Luo?"

Yang Chan raised her head, wiped her tears, and sobbed.

"This epoch is no small matter, and you know that. How could it be impossible?"

Jinfeng explained: "Look at why Niangniang bestowed the Map of Mountains and Rivers upon you? Isn't it because she is worried you will be harmed in this unprecedented epoch?"

"Then Sister Jinfeng, can you lend me your Dingxing Hairpin?" Yang Chan rubbed against Jinfeng's chest again and again. Then she looked up, gazing at Jinfeng with hopeful eyes.

The truth comes out at last~

"You little girl, I felt sorry for you, but it turns out you were eyeing my Dingxing Hairpin all along?" Jinfeng was stunned, realized what was happening, and became quite indignant.

She immediately tickled Yang Chan's armpits, instantly making her break into laughter through her tears.

"Stop tickling! Sister Jinfeng—"

Jinfeng was a true Great Luo practitioner, so Yang Chan naturally could not break free from her grasp and had to beg for mercy incessantly.

For a time.

The quiet Wa Palace was filled with laughter.

……

Hundred Flower Valley.

Fang Longye followed the attendant who had come to find him, walking through corridors and winding paths all the way to a tall Treasure Pavilion.

Whoa~ it looks good, and it truly is extraordinary.

Fang Longye looked at the Treasure Pavilion before him and thought this in his heart.

The pavilion before him sat facing south with its back to the north; it looked as if it were crafted from crystal jade, but in reality, it was a native wooden structure, and one formed by the growth of flowering trees.

In other words, this Treasure Pavilion was actually an unknown flowering tree.

It shone with a brilliant light, just like real crystalline jade, and its frost-white colors cascaded down, striking the wooden brick-carved bracket sets that protruded from the four corners.

Above the bracket sets, the carvings of flying citron were vivid and lifelike.

Visible scriptures spontaneously shot out from within, blooming into a sky full of radiance, like a silver tree of fire flowers, enduring and never-ending.

A Post-Heaven Spiritual Root!

And a top-tier Post-Heaven Spiritual Root at that.

Fang Longye's gaze was intense.

Recalling the information about the Hundred Flower Fairy he had learned earlier during his conversation with Yang Chan.

Fang Longye felt relieved.

This Hundred Flower Fairy was no simple figure; having such a display was understandable.

The maidservant led Fang Longye to the front of the pavilion, then lifted her skirt and departed.

Fang Longye let out a breath, tidied his robes, calmed his Qi and focused his mind, then pushed the door open and entered.

The fragrance of flowers assailed him, rich and dense.

Fresh flowers were arranged like brocade in a thousand different poses; looking at them, one could not see the boundary, as if he had fallen into an ocean of flowers.

In the sea of flowers, a few tables and chairs were set up.

The entire scene was exceptionally exquisite and beautiful.

Only.

What he saw before him broke this harmony and beauty.

He saw Long Xuan sitting beside a table, stuffing pastries into her mouth as if she were a starving ghost reincarnated.

She kept mumbling, complaining to the dignified and beautiful female immortal sitting opposite her about his evil deeds.

*Cough—*

The various exaggerations in between were too much for Fang Longye to listen to, and black lines appeared on his forehead.

When did I ever make you scrub the toilet! And sealing your essence, energy, and spirit, and not giving you food.

Back at Kanyuan Mountain, you were the one who stole the most spiritual fruits collected from Huaguo Mountain! He could not help but let out a cough.

Long Xuan's entire body froze instantly; with her mouth stuffed with pastries, she turned her head back to look at Fang Longye, looking bloated.

An awkward smile appeared on her face.

Following his cough, the female immortal sitting opposite Long Xuan also raised her eyes to look at Fang Longye.

Her brows were long and slender, her eyes narrow and bright, with skin like ice and bones like jade.

Not to mention how dignified and beautiful her appearance was, just seeing her made one feel that she was the conceptual embodiment of all flowers in the world.

Hundred Flower Fairy~

Fang Longye murmured in his heart.

Fang Longye performed a bow with his hands joined: "Fang Longye greets the Fairy~"

Afterward, he paced over and took a seat.

The Hundred Flower Fairy looked at him and smiled brightly: "I have long heard of the Dragon Lord's great name! Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary~"

Her voice was clear and bright.

It was like the spring water after the ice melts following a warm breeze, reflecting the stone bones in the mountains that had been washed by snow all winter; it was very pure.

Yet it carried the artistic conception of flowers, falling into the ears and giving one the feeling of an ice-mountain snow lotus, refreshing and pure like lotus fragrance.

Fang Longye felt the various Dao Rhymes emanating from this Hundred Flower Fairy.

He immediately understood that this Hundred Flower Fairy likely intended to condense the conceptual crystal of 'flower' by gathering the characteristics of the entire group of flower immortals.

To Reverse Innate and become the source of the 'flower' species in Honghuang, thereby attaining the Great Luo Realm.

It could not be called weak~

What is most suitable for oneself is the most important thing.

Furthermore, if one were to really calculate it, isn't the Chaos Green Lotus also a kind of flower? The Hundred Flower Fairy sat gracefully to the side, her beautiful figure reflected in the halo of light, as she looked at Fang Longye beside her with great interest.

Her response was truly not just polite talk.

Although she had not joined any great sect or school, she was, after all, an existence who had attained the Dao and become an immortal during the era of the Five Ancient Emperors. Even now, she still had a few close friends at the Great Luo Realm.

Therefore, unlike those Taiyi Realm cultivators without connections, she knew that the person before her was no ordinary individual.

However, for now, she had to resolve the problem of this little Princess of Dongting Dragon Palace.

The Hundred Flower Fairy's eyes glanced toward Long Xuan, noticing that since Fang Longye arrived, she had been acting like a quail, shrinking to the side and remaining silent.

She could not help but secretly laugh; this Dragon Lord truly had remarkable methods. She remembered that this little girl had been incredibly arrogant since she was young~

She had never seen her look like this before.

"Dragon Lord! This humble one has a presumptuous request."

The Hundred Flower Fairy extended her fair hand, revealing a small wine bottle, personally poured a cup of wine for Fang Longye, and offered it to him with both hands.

"This girl Long Xuan has known me since she was young, yet I do not know where she offended the Dragon Lord. I hope the Dragon Lord will not hold a grudge against a small person and will spare such a young woman."

"Dragon Lord?"

"Dragon Lord?"

"My apologies~ The Fairy is of such heavenly beauty that Fang was momentarily lost in it, unable to extricate myself."

Fang Longye returned from his daze, took the Wine Cup with an apologetic look, and compliments flowed from his mouth.

It was not that he was truly infatuated with the Hundred Flower Fairy's beauty, but rather that upon sensing the Aura she made no effort to conceal, he understood her path of cultivation.

Fang Longye was just thinking, what if he were to trade for that Flower Pollen Path from the Sacred Ruins world?

Wouldn't he be able to gain great benefits from the Hundred Flower Fairy? Perhaps he could even obtain both wealth and beauty.

After all, a path like the Flower Pollen Path was truly too suitable for the Hundred Flower Fairy.

To hear the Dao in the morning, one can die without regret in the evening.

If the Flower Pollen Path could truly assist her in attaining the Great Luo Dao, Fang Longye believed that even if it meant the Hundred Flower Fairy had to part with her wealth and offer her body, she would be willing.

The Hundred Flower Fairy was naturally not a roundworm in Fang Longye's belly, so how could she know that he was harboring designs on her in his heart?

Hearing Fang Longye's words of praise, she did not reveal the slightest bit on the surface, but she was still very pleased inside.

After all, who doesn't like being complimented on their beauty! However, she still said with her mouth: "Fellow Daoist, you truly flatter me!"

"Has Dragon Lord agreed to my plea and intends to forgive that little girl, Long Xuan?"

(End of this chapter)