Chapter 328: Meeting Two Female Officials at Cangmang Mountain; The Incarnation of the Yuanlong World Finally Emerges

Cangmang Mountain.

A small stream converges, pooling into a lake; it is clear and azure, with wisps of mist curling above. Thousands of white egrets arrive gracefully, circling and dancing, their cries clear and shrill.

A floating corridor leads directly to an exquisite and magnificent pavilion. Windows are open on three sides, with cool breezes blowing; looking around, the water's color fills the view, suffused with a pale white.

After washing and tidying up, Fang Longye, accompanied by Qingli, arrived at this pavilion.

Pushing the door open to enter, he saw several Longnu, including Ao Ying and Ao Jiao, surrounding two middle-aged female officials, sitting and chatting with them.

One of them was quite unfamiliar.

She had her hair coiled high, and her palace gown was embroidered with ancient patterns. She had phoenix eyes, a high-bridged nose, and pursed red lips, appearing stern and humorless.

As for the other one, he did recognize her.

She was surrounded by auspicious clouds and mist, her long eyebrows reaching into her temples, looking extremely dignified. It was none other than Gu, the female official by the side of Yinglong Laozu.

"Greetings, Young Master~"

This Gu, who had been smiling and chatting with the young girls, naturally stood up to offer a salute upon seeing Fang Longye.

Fang Longye hurriedly stepped aside and returned the salute, saying, "I dare not accept such a gesture. Gu, please just call me Yuanlong~"

This Gu was, after all, the personal female official of Yinglong Laozu and had long been a being of the Great Luo Realm; he dared not act arrogant before her.

"Young Master is too polite! Etiquette cannot be abandoned~"

"How about this," Fang Longye saw that Gu was very strict with rules, so he had to say, "If Gu does not mind, you and I can address each other as fellow Daoists~"

"As for the title of Young Master, let us not mention it again!"

Gu's eyes flickered, and she nodded, saying, "Very well, I shall address you as Fellow Daoist Yuanlong, but you must continue to call me Female Official!"

Fang Longye could not be bothered to haggle over titles and did not argue further, instead changing the subject to ask about the origins of the other female official.

"And this is?"

Upon hearing this, Gu realized and hurriedly said, "I almost forgot to introduce her to you! This is Luo, from Wa Palace~"

"Wa Palace."

Fang Longye's eyes brightened upon hearing this; he had not expected her to be from Wa Palace.

It seems taking down Yang Chan was the right move. Finally, he had established a connection with a Saint's dojo~

He understood in his heart that the people from Wa Palace coming to help him manage the wedding was entirely due to Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother—in essence, this was an act of endorsement and support.

Because he was not just marrying one wife, but three, including Yang Chan.

And although Yang Chan had not yet married into his home, Wa Palace, representing half of her maternal family, had sent someone to help him manage matters related to the wedding.

This carried the implication of a head wife helping her husband take concubines, even if this implication was hidden very deep.

Yet it also subtly raised Yang Chan's status in his inner courtyard by a notch—making her unique.

It must be said, who let Yang Chan be someone who had been taken in by Nuwa since childhood; she was no ordinary member of Wa Palace.

"Greetings, Dragon Lord~"

The female official's posture was like a crane as she bowed gracefully, her voice like pearls and jade.

Although she came from Wa Palace, she was not a female official of Nuwa, but a female official under Jinfeng, equivalent to a female official of a female official.

She was not close to Fang Longye.

Facing the future husband of the Third Holy Mother, she naturally could not address him by his name, but as she was herself a being of the Great Luo Realm, after some thought, she simply addressed him as Dragon Lord.

"I am a female official under Lady Jinfeng, ordered to come and help the Dragon Lord manage the rituals related to the wedding. I hope the Dragon Lord will cooperate~"

"Greetings, Luo~"

Being another existence of the Great Luo Realm, Fang Longye naturally dared not be negligent and hurriedly returned the salute.

"Dragon Lord, no need to be so polite~" This seemingly stern Luo was actually quite kind to him.

No, it should be described as flattering.

"I had heard of the Dragon Lord back in Wa Palace, that you are a rare talent in this world. Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary~"

After the two sides exchanged greetings, they sat down in order.

Tea fragrance curled and mist swirled—while tasting the tea, the three of them naturally had a detailed discussion about the entire process of the wedding.

Most of the time, it was these two female officials explaining various rituals and precautions to Fang Longye, and only occasionally would Fang Longye put forward some of his own ideas.

After a detailed discussion, a rough plan was agreed upon.

As for the more specific details, they could not be settled in a single day.

This was because the wedding itself had cumbersome rituals, and weddings between immortals and gods were even more so. After all, unlike mortals, many aspects had to be considered.

Plus, Fang Longye was marrying three wives at once, so the arrangements were naturally complex.

Fortunately, there was still plenty of time.

Immortals and gods have a different concept of time than mortals; preparing for a wedding for a hundred or eighty years is considered short.

It is said that when Yao Huang Di Jun held his grand wedding, it was prepared for several Yuanhui.

Of course, that was Yao Huang Di Jun.

Not to mention his strength as a Great Divine Ability, his position at the time alone meant his wedding could not be casual.

One move affects the whole situation; the wedding of a Demon Emperor must inevitably consider many things.

Moreover, they were holding the first wedding in the Honghuang; all procedures were unknown, so naturally, time was needed to conceive them.

In short, no matter how noble Fang Longye and the others were, they were ultimately juniors; the wedding of a few small shrimps naturally did not need that long.

According to these two female officials of the Great Luo Realm, a few hundred years would be enough~ Fang Longye, who had a different concept of time, was naturally unwilling to spend hundreds of years preparing for a wedding.

But no matter how much the time was shortened or the procedures simplified, it would still require about ten years of preparation~ Fortunately, once everything was settled, Fang Longye could be a hands-off manager and just wait to be the groom when the time came!

Otherwise, he would have a splitting headache.

"Then for these ten-odd years, I will have to trouble the two female officials to stay at Cangmang Mountain and manage the wedding matters for me! Yuanlong is deeply grateful~"

"Dragon Lord is too polite." This Lady Luo from Wa Palace smiled and said, "This is merely our duty."

Lady Gu likewise said, "Fellow Daoist Luo is quite right; this is simply the task for the two of us."

"Regardless, Fang will remember this favor from you both."

Honghu World.

Above the Nine Heavens, in a mysterious realm of space, lies the Heavenly Court established by the Heavenly Clan of this world.

At this moment, a female immortal draped in a loose, profound black long dress arrived at Jiuxiao Hall.

One could see ancient and mysterious patterns printed on the hem of her skirt, which trailed along the mirror-like brick floor, with layers of texture upon it.

The light from the nine precious lamps hanging from the dome slanted onto her, revealing her solemn expression; she was not one for levity.

Along the way, every member of the Heavenly Clan who saw her gave her a wide berth, not daring to greet her; some even wore faint looks of resentment.

This was because she was the God of Heavenly Inspection of the Heavenly Court—Mingjun, who presided over penal laws; all illegal acts by the Heavenly Clan and even within the Heavenly Court were decided by her word alone.

Especially recently, she had ruthlessly dealt with quite a large batch of Heavenly Clan members who had been indulging themselves in the lower realms.

Those with looks of resentment on their faces were either related to these Heavenly Clan members who had lost their lives, or they felt she was making a mountain out of a molehill.

We are the noble Heavenly Clan! Just having a snack or playing with a few women in the lower realms—for this, we must pay with our lives?

However, facing this capable subordinate of the Heavenly Emperor, they dared to be angry but dared not speak. Mingjun did not care about the fear or resentment of these people along the way; her face remained as calm as an ancient well, and she soon arrived at the central hall.

Gold and jade paved the floor, shelves were filled with precious pearls, lamps burned incense of a hundred blends, and cloud-brocade curtains were lifted; a middle-aged man sat high upon a Cloud Couch, reading a scroll.

To his left was an incomparably handsome youth, his body full of high-spirited bearing.

If anyone from the Minghua Sect were here, they would recognize this handsome youth as the previously arrogant Heavenly Envoy.

They would also realize that this youth was by no means a simple Heavenly Envoy; otherwise, how could he sit at the same table as Chonghua Heavenly Emperor? To the right was a beautiful woman with a high bun, wearing a robe of abundant flowers; her literary grace was distinct, her appearance elegant and solemn, looking extremely refined.

Just by looking, one could feel her grace and strength, worthy of the dignity of the Heavenly Empress.

Mingjun cast her eyes over them.

In the spacious hall, there were not many people. Apart from the three, there were only a few maids and attendants. It was unlike a Great Court Assembly, where gods would gather to hail the Heavenly Emperor.

She understood in her heart that this was equivalent to a private audience.

"Greetings, Your Majesty; greetings, Your Highness; greetings, Crown Prince Zhanghua!" Mingjun withdrew her gaze, stepped forward, and performed a formal salute.

"There is no need for this～"

Seeing Mingjun salute, the Heavenly Emperor Chonghua, sitting in the center, raised his head; his pupils were crimson, glowing brighter than flames, and behind him curled the phantom of a bird's head, with cinnabar colors in patches.

With a wave of his sleeve, he stopped Mingjun's salute.

"Indeed～" Heavenly Empress Mingxi also invited her to take a seat, saying, "Sister, we are all family; there is no need for such formality in private～"

Crown Prince Zhanghua on the left also smiled on his handsome face and said, "Aunt, there is no need to be so formal in private～"

This was the reason why, even though many in the Heavenly Clan had many opinions about Mingjun, the God of Heavenly Inspection, they dared to be angry but dared not speak.

It was because Mingjun was a being conceived and born together with Heavenly Empress Mingxi, closer than even a biological sister in the mortal world.

Seeing this, Mingjun no longer stood on ceremony and sat directly in a seat.

"Brother-in-law, you called me here—could it be to plead for those degenerates in the clan?" She furrowed her brows and, without being polite, said straight to the point.

Chonghua shook his head and said, "How could that be?"

"Otherwise, I would not have let Zhanghua go to be a Heavenly Envoy, so he could see up close just how much the reputation of our Heavenly Clan has been ruined～"

"Then, brother-in-law, you～"

"I wanted to ask you: are there many in the Heavenly Clan now who are self-indulgent and throwing their weight around in the lower realms?"

"Many? Brother-in-law, it's more than thirty percent!"

Speaking of this, Mingjun was filled with indignation.

She did not hesitate; with a flick of her cloud sleeve, a scroll shot out. After it unfolded, there were mountains and water, flying palaces, Cave Abodes,...

And so on and so forth, vast and magnificent.

But looking closely, on the scroll, many of the Cave Abodes and flying palaces had already collapsed, door pillars had fallen, walls were broken, and there were even corpses; it looked miserable.

"How many living beings in the realms have been bullied by these scums—if not sexually abused, then slaughtered."

"The reputation of our Heavenly Clan in the realms has long been completely ruined by these scums!"

She said with a heavy heart, "In the realms today, how many can still remember the original reputation of the Heavenly Clan as the 'Leader of All Spirits, Teacher of All Living Beings'?"

As one of the first-born of the Heavenly Clan, Mingjun was very indignant. Looking back to when the Heavenly Clan was first born, how noble and pure were they?

Leaders of all spirits, educating all living beings, guiding the growth of heaven and earth, leading all beings to constantly pursue the Great Dao. They even ceded the earth to all living beings and retreated to the Heavenly Court.

These magnificent achievements—who knows how many creatures admired them? As a result, it was all ruined by these scums! Chonghua did not speak; as the head of the Heavenly Clan and the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, he naturally had to take responsibility for this.

These years, he had indeed been negligent. In order to break through his realm and transcend the shackles of heaven and earth, he had been immersed in the realization of the Great Dao ever since he established the Heavenly Court.

He would not even come out of seclusion once in a thousand years.

To be honest, he did have some regrets.

Unknowingly, the Heavenly Clan had actually rotted to this extent, smugly clinging to their past merits.

Even Zhanghua had been influenced by these scums and had become arrogant. Although he did not bully the living beings of the realms, it was another kind of extreme.

The reason he did not bully the living beings of the realms was not out of compassion or great benevolence, but purely because he considered himself noble and looked down upon these living beings of the realms.

This was a terrifying indifference; he believed these beings were too lowly, and that even contact would stain his noble Bloodline. "Mingjun, I understand everything you have said. However, there are enemies from outside the world now, so it is not appropriate to stir up too much trouble. Let us kill the chicken to warn the monkey for now!"

Chonghua sighed and said helplessly.

Mingjun wanted to say something but stopped. As one of the top powerhouses in this world, she knew her brother-in-law was not making excuses, but that the situation was truly as such.

Enemies from outside the world—the world itself would give warnings.

Ordinary people could not perceive it, but as Mingjun, who stood at the top of the pyramid of this world, she could still sense the warnings of the World Will.

"It never rains but it pours～"

The Mingjun could not help but sigh.

Upon hearing the Mingjun's words, Chonghua sighed again; who could say it wasn't so?

It truly is internal trouble and external aggression.

In truth, there was a massive piece of bad news he did not speak of, for fear that if it spread, it would cause a great uproar and affect the resolution of the problem with the enemies from beyond the heavens.

As the first living being born between heaven and earth, he was born close to the World Will and could merge with it.

Therefore, during this seclusion, with the help of the World Will, he saw the Heavenly Secrets of the future.

The Heavenly Clan's position as the protagonist of the world is no longer secure! In the future, the lineage of Qi Refiners will overthrow the rule of the Heavenly Clan and become the new protagonists of the world.

This is also the reason why he emerged from seclusion long before the enemies from beyond the heavens had even descended.

He had originally intended to set about resolving this issue concerning the life and death of the Heavenly Clan, but unfortunately, shortly after leaving seclusion, he encountered the enemies from beyond the heavens.

If the skin does not exist, to what can the hair attach? He could only temporarily shelve this problem.

To tell the truth,

Chonghua, this Heavenly Emperor, hated these dregs of the Heavenly Clan even more than the Mingjun did. He wished he could grind all these dregs into dust.

But unfortunately, there is a great calamity in the world,

and it is truly not appropriate to make any major moves.

"How could the lineage of Qi Refiners replace the Heavenly Clan in the future and become the protagonists of the world?"

Divine light grew in Chonghua's eyes as he looked toward the lower realms, seemingly able to see the eight wildernesses and the universe, with ten thousand races rising and falling.

He could not fathom it no matter how much he thought about it. How could the lineage of Qi Refiners, which is currently pitifully weak, overturn the Heavenly Clan's rule in the future?

This is simply too absurd! If he had not learned of it within the World Will, he would never have believed that one day in the future, the Heavenly Clan would be replaced by the lineage of Qi Refiners.

Their Heavenly Clan lineage was born inheriting the innate Qi, born powerful, possessing their own divine abilities, able to summon wind and rain, ride the clouds and mist, and be unstoppable.

From his perspective, the Qi Refiners struggling bitterly in the earthly realm could cultivate for a thousand or a hundred lifetimes and still not possess the strength to rival their Heavenly Clan lineage.

How could they overturn the rule of their Heavenly Clan?

He truly could not understand it.

"Fortunately, I learned of this Heavenly Secret in advance~" The Heavenly Emperor could not help but feel secretly relieved.

"Once the enemies from beyond the heavens are repelled, I will have the blessing of heaven, and I will have enough time to slowly come up with a foolproof strategy to nip this future in the bud~"

As he was pondering in his heart, he suddenly sensed something; he waved his hand and, borrowing the Zhaotian Mirror of the Heavenly Court, looked toward a certain place in the world.

In a mysterious space-time, Chaos-colored clouds were boiling, with thousands of purple and green rays hanging down; from within it, a cry that made heaven and earth lose their color rang out.

(End of chapter)