Chapter 10: The Master Is About to Take Off—Just Lie Down!

“Say it—how did you get in?”

Nüwa regarded this unexpected guest with keen interest; she truly wondered how Xiang Xuanqing had entered.

Know that the Tai Su Heavenly Realm is not only her cultivation ground but also a primordial spiritual treasure; given her mastery over it, there should be no vulnerabilities whatsoever.

Even a great cultivator skilled in space could not sneak in without Nüwa noticing.

And yet Xiang Xuanqing appeared without warning—truly bizarre.

If I say this was an accident, would you believe me… Xiang Xuanqing silently explained to himself.

He had known instantly, the moment he arrived at Su Guang’s Wilds, where he was.

At the Taiwei Assembly, Wangshu had specifically mentioned this place.

Though Xiang Xuanqing had never seen the goddess before, from later legends he deduced who she was.

His thoughts moved like lightning—he considered this goddess might become a “mercenary” of the Taiwei, and out of responsibility as Taiwei’s lord, he decided to make contact.

Better to probe her background.

So Xiang Xuanqing did not leave immediately; before Nüwa acted, he spoke first: “The Ninth Heaven’s Moon Goddess mentioned you to me.”

“Oh?” A flicker of surprise crossed Nüwa’s eyes.

“Did she send you?”

She gestured, and the nine Heavenly Mang Divine Blades retracted.

Seeing Nüwa’s demeanor soften, Xiang Xuanqing exhaled—he could talk now.

But Nüwa’s next words instantly tightened the atmosphere again.

“If Wangshu sent you, did she tell you what rules to follow when passing through Su Guang’s Wilds?”

What rules?

In an instant, Qingyun rippled.

Nine goddesses, each wielding a Heavenly Blade, appeared—joining Nüwa’s true form, exactly ten in total.

The ten goddesses smiled sweetly at Xiang Xuanqing: “Rules are rules—even if recommended by a friend, none are exempt.”

“Besides, you didn’t come through the proper gate—you’re clearly not a proper deity.”

“So…”

The ten goddesses dropped their smiles, all glaring fiercely, and shouted in unison:

“Robbery!”

Xiang Xuanqing: “...”

Red light flickered in the void; thousands of blade glows pointed directly at Xiang Xuanqing.

“Until we meet again!” Xiang Xuanqing stepped back sharply and slammed the door shut.

Bang—

The Heavenly Blades slashed into nothingness, unable to lock onto Xiang Xuanqing.

“Huh?” Nüwa tilted her head slightly.

“Not on the same timeline?”

She carefully sensed the spot where Xiang Xuanqing had stood—discovering it was a displaced spacetime; he was not on the same timeline as her.

“Interesting. I’ll ask Wangshu later what’s going on.” Nüwa pondered seriously—this was likely her first failed robbery.

The Youming World, Fengdoudadian.

“This shouldn’t be.” Xiang Xuanqing made no further attempts; the concept of the Arbitrary Gate had been realized, but now he needed to solve the reverse-positioning problem of the Ghost Gate.

Otherwise, constantly intruding into the domains of other great cultivators was unsustainable. In the days that followed, Xiang Xuanqing remained in Luofeng Mountain in seclusion.

He analyzed the Ghost Gate’s properties, refining the Arbitrary Gate concept to resolve the positioning issue;

Meanwhile, he meditated on the Dao it represented, to better integrate Youming’s cosmic laws into constructing a new protective boundary array.

The former Youming array had used Luofeng Mountain as its core, with the main flow of Wangchuan River and its countless tributaries as its veins.

Now, with Dushuo Mountain, the Divine Peach Tree, and the Ghost Gate present, it was time to upgrade the protective array.

Beneath Naihe Bridge.

The Wangchuan River Spirit, humming a tune, suddenly froze—he stretched his head out from under the bridge arch to gaze at the heavens.

“Has Youming’s cosmic rule been restructured?” Wangchuan saw the sun in Youming for the first time—but this sun differed from the one above Honghuang; it was pitch black.

Like a deep, profound eye filled with desolation and darkness.

Merely locking eyes with it, Wangchuan felt death enveloping him—a bone-chilling cold that made Him shiver.

He had no choice but to shut his eyes and retreat beneath the bridge.

Clearly, the Youming array needed another overhaul.

Wangchuan River Spirit immediately relinquished control of the Wangchuan River, handing all authority to Xiang Xuanqing.

“Time to sleep!”

Wangchuan happily settled into a comfortable position.

The Master is about to take off—my job is just to lie down and relax.

Why bother striving?

Wake up after a nap, and my cultivation will have risen.

Dushuo Mountain.

The Divine Peach Tree sensed a surge of primordial spiritual energy converging toward it.

As Xiang Xuanqing acted, the entire Youming world’s laws opened before the Divine Peach Tree, allowing Him to comprehend them effortlessly.

The Divine Peach Tree did nothing at all—and yet gained unimaginable benefits.

“It’s not that I didn’t want to run—he offered too much!”

A shadow stepped out from the Divine Peach Tree. He glanced at the black sun hanging in the heavens, hesitated for a moment, then chose to relinquish control of Dushuo Mountain and move proactively toward Luofeng Mountain.

As for the Ghost Gate, the Divine Peach Tree asked: What’s that? Is it mine?

It belongs to Youming!

Since His true spirit awoke, He had never seen such a thing.

Even due to Hongjun’s interference, the Divine Peach Tree had never realized He once possessed the Ghost Gate.

If you never had it, how could you lose it?

Three Thousand Dreams.

The Youming Goddess sensed Youming’s transformation and awakened from her meditation.

She first glanced at a floating bubble in the void—a water-element world where countless water essences had formed a civilization.

After Wangchuan fell asleep, He had sneaked in and was now having a blast within the water-element world.

“Young life, did you drop this golden axe, this silver axe, or this broken wooden axe?”

The Goddess shook her head.

She waved her hand and tossed Wangchuan into a world ravaged by floods.

“Why show off in front of children? There’s a water monkey here—go chat with it.”

“Huh? Sister Meng, I’m sorry, spare me!”

“Beat it, and I’ll let you go.”

(End of Chapter)