Heaven-Severing Sect, Sky Fox Mountain
Within a resplendent palace shrouded in immortal mist, a young girl, barely older than Yue Chan and around ten years old, sat cross-legged in cultivation.
She wore a sheer black dress that contrasted strikingly with her jade-like skin. Graceful and ethereal, she moved with the charm of a sprite. Though young, her delicate features glowed with wisdom and a playful mischief. Her arched brows framed lively eyes, exuding an otherworldly allure. She was destined to become a calamitous beauty in the future.
Suddenly, the girl stirred from her seclusion. With a wave of her fair hand, the palace doors swung open, admitting a servant with six fox tails.
"Saintess, something major happened in the Spirit Realm, and it concerns you," the fox-tailed servant reported, her eyes twinkling with a bewitching charm.
"Oh? What is it?" the Witch asked, her voice crisp and melodious, like a heavenly tune.
"It's about the Heaven Mending Sect…" The servant recounted the events in Qianfeng City's Sikong Clan in meticulous detail.
The Witch's eyes flickered with surprise, then curved into a playful smile. Her captivating gaze could steal hearts as she said, "Interesting. I've heard rumors that the Heaven Mending Sect has been hiding a Primordial Being. That must be him."
"Saintess, you should be cautious. That Primordial from the Heaven Mending Sect is extraordinary. Not even nine years old, he's already reached the extreme of the Heavenly Passage Realm. His physical strength alone was enough to defeat Sikong Ming without using any treasures," the servant warned.
"Looks like little Chan-Chan has gained a formidable Junior Martial Brother. No wonder she's bold enough to challenge me in the Spirit Realm," the Witch mused, her mischievous eyes twinkling as she propped her chin in thought.
She was already plotting how to deal with Yue Chan and her junior brother.
The fox-tailed servant suggested, "Saintess, I think you should ignore them for now and focus on advancing your cultivation."
"No way. That would make it look like I'm scared of them! I, the Witch, can lose to anyone—except Yue Chan," she retorted, shaking her head. Her eyes sparkled with cunning, her pearly teeth glinting as she radiated charm and wit.
"But…" The servant hesitated. She knew her Saintess had only recently opened nine Heavenly Passages. How could she match that prodigy now?
The Witch flashed a sly grin, her lips curling mischievously. "Who said I'm challenging them now? Let the Senior Martial Sister-Junior Martial Brother duo wait. If little Chan-Chan has her junior martial brother to back her up, can't I call in some help too?"
"Saintess, you mean…"
"Exactly!" The Witch stood, tossing her raven-black hair. Her lively eyes gleamed with amusement as she glided out of the palace with graceful steps.
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Qianfeng City
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a young man and woman departed. They couldn't linger forever after issuing their challenge. If the other party intended to respond, they would.
But shortly after their departure, the Spirit Realm buzzed with excitement, drawing the attention of countless factions.
The Heaven Mending Sect had unveiled a prodigious talent who, relying solely on physical prowess, had crushed an entire clan and left their prideful genius utterly defenseless.
"Could this be the Heaven Mending Sect's hidden Primordial Being?"
"Even if he's not, with his potential and talent, how could he be inferior to them?"
"Remarkable! The Heaven Mending Sect's Saintess is said to be a reincarnated True Immortal, and now they've revealed a genius with such terrifying talent. They're destined for greatness!" the crowd marveled.
On reflection, it seemed this era was teeming with prodigies.
Take, for instance, Li Yuncong, the Primordial Being of Tianyun State; Feng Wu of Tianxian State; Zhen Gu of the Spirit Clan; or Lightning Child. Nearly every major state boasted a Primordial Being, some even more than one. They were sprouting like bamboo shoots after rain, shining like a constellation of stars.
Of course, Primordial Beings weren't unheard of in the past. Though rare, they appeared in every era across the vast Three Thousand States. But never in such abundance as now.
It was as if a Golden Age had dawned, with geniuses clustering in a single era, young supremes rising together, not to mention the ancient freaks lurking in the shadows.
"After the golden age comes the fall…"
Suddenly, a somber sigh cut through the crowd, jarring and out of place.
It was as if all this brilliance would swiftly wither, the great age fading into decay, the world plunging into darkness, the cosmos shattering, and endless wars erupting.
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Purple Bamboo Grove
Back in their true bodies, the pair stood exactly as they had before leaving, unchanged.
"Junior Marital Brother, I didn't realize I was that important to you," Yue Chan teased, her large, watery eyes shimmering with mischief.
"No, no, no, Little Yue Yue, you're overthinking it. If it wasn't for the Boundary-Breaking Talisman, I wouldn't have said those sappy words. Ugh…" Lin Fan pretended to gag.
Yue Chan: "…"
Damn it, that stings, bro! Couldn't he let her enjoy the moment for a second? Call her Senior Martial Sister when there's a reward, but Xiao Yueyue when there's none. Talk about pulling out after getting what you want…
"You'll never get a girl to like you with that attitude," Yue Chan said, frowning slightly.
"No worries. As long as Pretty Sister likes me, I'm good. Worst case, I'll just snatch someone later. Saves effort and spares me the emotional baggage," Lin Fan replied nonchalantly.
After all, life was precious, and love was valuable, but for the sake of freedom, both could be tossed aside. In cultivation, the first sword should always sever the ties of the heart!
"Ugh, this junior brother is hopeless!" Yue Chan rubbed her flawless forehead, exasperated.
"Oh, right, let's settle the bill. This was hard labor, and I don't work on credit. Otherwise… heh heh heh…" Lin Fan rubbed his hands, flashing a wicked grin, his meaning crystal clear.
"Hmph, take it." Yue Chan's face stiffened, her heart aching as she tossed him a divine talisman. She was officially broke again.
Come to think of it, she'd never been rich. Since meeting this guy, heaven knows how many treasures she'd lost over the years.
Even the divine sword she always carried had been gambled away, and she still hadn't won it back. Now, she didn't even have a decent treasure to her name.
"Thanks, boss! Come back next time—I'll give you a discount!" Lin Fan, the money-grubber, pocketed the Boundary-Breaking Talisman, his mood soaring.
This talisman could whisk you across states in an instant, so fast even a Heavenly Deity couldn't track it.
"Have fun by yourself. I'm going into seclusion. Once I break through to ten Heavenly Passages, I'll come back and take everything!" Yue Chan stomped her foot in frustration and stormed off.
But once she left the tranquil grove, a smile crept onto her face. All in all, she was in good spirits—she'd at least landed a blow on her arch-rival, the Witch.
However, when her uncle saw her, he looked puzzled. "Chan'er, you didn't go rolling in the mud today?"
"Rolling in the mud?" Yue Chan blinked, confused.
"Don't you relieve the stress of being Saintess by going off to roll in the dirt every now and then?" her uncle said.
He'd seen her return disheveled multiple times, but today she was clean and even giggling. Was she losing it?
"No way. I need to talk to the Sect Master and have you step down as Saintess. The sect has a Primordial Being—let him be the Saint Son instead," her uncle muttered to himself.
Yue Chan's forehead veins pulsed, her small fists clenching. She desperately wanted to punch her over-imaginative uncle in the head!
Her, a stickler for purity, rolling in mud? That was just the result of getting thrashed by that infuriating guy every time!
But the thought of Lin Fan's strength made her pause. If he really became the Saint Son… Her cheeks flushed slightly, her heart racing with a mix of panic and embarrassment.
"Oh no, she's really gone silly from being Saintess. Laughing for no reason and blushing!" Her uncle's heart sank, sensing something was terribly wrong.
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