Chapter 596: Encountering the Red‑Haired Woman Again

At the moment of achieving this Extreme Realm, Ye Wuque deeply realized the well‑intended care and profound meaning in Kong's words.

Human King Realm and Heaven-Connecting Realm are two crucial stages on the cultivation path.

They are essential foundations—like the footings of a hundred‑zhang skyscraper, like the roots of a towering tree.

Many cultivators, in pursuit of speed, rush through these two realms, leaving an unstable foundation.

Although no problem appears in the short term, at higher levels the foundation's flaws become fully exposed, turning into an insurmountable bottleneck.

And Ye Wuque, heeding Kong's warning, put in ample effort in these two realms.

In the Human King Realm, he progressed to the eleventh step, the ultimate Saint King, achieving the Human King Extreme Realm—Extreme Path Space.

In the Heaven-Connecting Realm, he advanced step by step, refining all eighteen sub‑realms to their peak, ultimately attaining the Heaven-Connecting Extreme Realm—Eternal Ascending to Heaven.

Now—

Accumulated strength now erupts!

He truly felt what it means for humanity to overcome Heaven!

He truly felt the terror and profundity of the Forbidden Law cultivation system!

And the so‑called "Eternal Ascending to Heaven" does not merely refer to his ascent within the Heaven-Connecting Realm.

It also means—

His insight into Tiandao reached a new height!

His understanding of cultivation reached a new level!

His development within his own Time‑Space Great Dao Domain reached a new stage!

Even his insight and ideas about his own created law have, to some extent, achieved a "one‑step ascent to Heaven"!

These gains, these progress, cannot be called insignificant!

Ye Wuque slowly reined in his breath, and the overwhelming Extreme Realm pressure gradually subsided into calm.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

There lies the deeper part of the No Return Path.

There are stronger foes, more terrifying challenges, and even more unknown opportunities.

Yet in his eyes there is no trace of fear.

Only endless battle intent and anticipation.

"It's time to continue."

He murmured to himself, preparing to step—

Suddenly, he paused slightly.

He sensed something.

Behind him, at an unknown moment, an additional figure appeared.

……

It was a tall silhouette.

She stood quietly in the Void, only a hundred zhāng away from Ye Wuque.

A head of fiery red hair, like blazing flames and flowing sunrise glow, draped over her shoulders and fell down to her waist.

That red hair, in the eternal darkness of the No Return, was like a fierce flame, illuminating several zhāng of surrounding Void.

Her visage—

Indescribable in any words, its beauty surpasses all, peerless and exquisite.

It was a flawless face, skin whiter than snow, delicate as congealed fat, emitting a faint luminous glow in the darkness.

A pair of beautiful eyes like stars, brilliant and deep, as if harboring endless wisdom and tenderness.

A high, elegant nose, rosy lips, a delicate chin—each perfectly placed, together forming a breathtakingly stunning beauty.

Her figure—

That was even more astonishing.

A red long dress outlined perfect curves.

That slender waist seemed too delicate to grasp.

Those astonishing curves rose and fell across her chest, exuding endless charm.

Beneath the dress, a pair of long, straight jade legs, wrapped in black stockings as thin as cicada wings, half‑hidden, evoking reverie.

At her feet were a pair of exquisite red embroidered shoes, revealing petite jade feet; the ankles were slender, the arches graceful, enough to make anyone swoon.

Her jade hands were slender and fair, ten fingers like scallion roots, gently hanging at her sides.

Each finger seemed carved from the finest jade, emitting a faint luminous sheen.

She stood there quietly, like a perfect painting, like a celestial maiden descending from Above the Nine Heavens.

Her temperament was elegant and unworldly, untouched by mortal flames.

But at this moment—

Yet on her exquisite face was an emotion starkly different from her temperament.

It was a deep love, an endless attachment, a heartfelt joy and delight!

She was the very picture of a woman in love!

She is the Honghuang World's foremost demoness, the unparalleled Imperial Daughter—

Changli Weiyang!

This name has long thundered across the Origin Ancient Road.

She is the Imperial Daughter of the Changli Family, one of the two pinnacle families of the Honghuang World, the legendary heir of the prayer to the Heavenly Dao, and undeniably the foremost figure of the Honghuang World's younger generation!

Her beauty, her talent, her strength, her background—each alone could make countless Heavenly Pride beings look up, swoon, and feel ashamed!

On the Origin Ancient Road, countless Heavenly Pride monsters are enamored with her, longing to lay a kiss upon her.

But Changli Weiyang has always been coldly gorgeous, utterly aloof, untouched by mortal life, and shows no pretended affection to any pursuer.

She is a high‑mountain flower.

She is a being that can be seen but not attained.

Yet at this moment—

This high‑mountain flower, this coldly gorgeous Imperial Daughter, looks at Ye Wuque with such eyes.

In those eyes are love, affection, delight, and joy.

It is a woman's gaze upon the one she deeply loves.

Ye Wuque looks at Changli Weiyang, his brows slightly furrowing.

He, of course, knows Changli Weiyang.

On the Origin Ancient Road, they occasionally meet.

But only as a nodding acquaintance, at most exchanging a few simple greetings.

Between them there is no intersection, no story, no memory that could be called "special".

But now—

Changli Weiyang's gaze at him is as if looking at a beloved lost for many years!

This leaves Ye Wuque baffled.

In his mind, a scene from long ago suddenly surfaces—a chance crossing into a corner of the future.

At that time, he saw a fragment of the future—

It was on the No Return Path, where a red‑haired woman's silhouette stepped before him, taking a fatal blow in his place.

That red‑haired woman, before dying, looked at him with eyes identical to those Changli Weiyang now gives him!

In those eyes are love that never perishes through the ages, unwavering devotion to death, and a resolute willingness to die for him!

That red‑haired woman is also Changli Weiyang!

Since then, Ye Wuque has been unable to forget this stunning woman.

But he knows that was only a fragment of the future, one among countless possible futures.

The future may never actually occur. So he does not dwell on it.

Yet at this moment—

He truly has encountered this red‑haired woman.

And she truly harbors deep, unwavering love for him!

This makes Ye Wuque even more puzzled.

From where does this feeling truly arise?

Why does he not know?

Ye Wuque believes that, aside from his beloved Yu Jiao Xue, he would not fall for any other woman.

And indeed, he has acted that way.

Since parting from Yu Jiao Xue all these years, how many stunning women has he encountered?

The Heavenly Pride maidens who are interested in him are countless!

But Ye Wuque never felt even a trace of romantic feeling for any of them.

Only a few, at most, shared comrade or friendship feelings.

In Ye Wuque's view, even if this red‑haired woman is unparalleled through the ages and the most beautiful in the world, he would never easily fall in love with her.

But the facts before him force him to confront this issue—

Changli Weiyang's love for him cannot be false.

It is genuine.

It comes from the heart.

It seems as if there truly was a deeply unforgettable romance between her and Ye Wuque!

"What on earth is happening?"

Ye Wuque's mind is in chaos, his brows furrowing tighter.

At that moment—

Changli Weiyang spoke.

Her voice is exceedingly pleasant.

Like large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate, crisp and delightful; also like a mountain spring flowing, gentle and lingering.

Within that voice lies endless emotion—longing, joy, affection, love.

"Wuque…"

She calls softly, her voice seeming to arise from deep within her heart, bearing a love that spans the ages.

"I have finally... found you again."

Her beautiful eyes stare intently at Ye Wuque, filled with joy and love.

"We... have finally... met again..."

She steps forward slightly, as if to draw closer to Ye Wuque.

But at that moment—

She sees Ye Wuque's expression.

The slightly furrowed brows, the puzzled gaze, the utterly calm eyes.

Her movement pauses slightly.

Clever as she is, she naturally understood.

Ye Wuque has not yet awakened the memories related to her.

At this moment, he has no feelings toward her.

In Changli Weiyang's exquisite eyes, a trace of deep loss flashed.

That loss, like dark clouds covering the bright moon, dimmed her radiance a few degrees.

But it was only a moment.

The next moment—

She broke into a smile.

That smile was bright as the warm spring sun, radiant as summer flowers in bloom.

Although beneath that smile still hid a faint trace of loss, there was more—understanding and tolerance.

"It's okay, Wuque."

She said softly, her voice gentle as water:

"I will wait for you."

"I will wait for the day when that part of your memory awakens…"

She paused, and in her beautiful eyes flickered a steadfast light:

"You also must… remember to wait for me…"