The frozen scene was filled with an eerie sense, as if someone had pressed the pause button and halted time and space.
Qin Cha’s back remained motionless, completely unaware, and within the room, only the White-robed Youth and the Yellow Chicken on his shoulder could move freely.
No, it wasn’t just the Shanhai Pavilion Branch—the entire street market and even the Royal Capital itself had come to a standstill!
What kind of divine power was this?
A drop of cold sweat slid down Yun Liu’s forehead. He felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
“I’ve brought the person for you. Well? Lord Ao Tian wasn’t bragging, right?”
Yun Liu narrowed his eyes, ignoring the smug Yellow Chicken, and focused solely on the ball of fire that had appeared out of thin air inside the room.
“Star Gate?”
“That’s right. It’s not easy to cross from Star Isle to East Pole Province. It reminds me of my last trip with Shiyu.”
Ao Tian shook his head, seeming to have struggled for a long time before making up his mind, and finally used a Life-Saving Protective Amulet.
Brilliant starlight traced out an arc like a fuse, weaving into a profound Firmament Formation that directly bridged the gap between two realms.
Through the spirit mist spreading from the Star Gate, a dazzling Star Palace could be vaguely seen standing tall in the void, with drifting motes of light forming a staircase.
A radiant figure stepped on the Milky Way, descending from the pinnacle of the stars, slowly making her way into the mortal realm of East Pole.
Yun Liu’s heart trembled violently. In that instant, he guessed who had arrived, and lightly waved his hand to stop the Shadow Steward.
The writhing, blurry shadow sensed something amiss.
Just as it was about to intercept the invader from another realm, it received the order and quietly shrank back into the darkness.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Each click of the heels on the stairs seemed to strike the youth’s heartstrings, and as the blazing golden light passed through the Star Gate, it stopped before him.
The mysterious woman smiled calmly, her exquisite features beautiful enough to take one’s breath away.
Her smooth, golden hair shone brilliantly.
She bit down on a strip of her glove, exposing her fair right hand, and gently smoothed out the chaotic spirit traces left by the Star Gate behind her.
Then she straightened her star robe.
The sparkling dress was like a pair of butterfly wings woven from a fragment of starlight, noble and elegant.
It was clearly the first time Yun Liu had seen her in the Misty Realm, yet this woman felt strangely familiar to him—so perfect it was almost unbelievable.
She looked like a grown-up version of Ji Shiyu!
“Ji Chen…Xing Shu?”
Yun Liu’s expression was a mix of surprise and amazement, the words slipping out before he could stop them.
Although he had expected it, seeing an ultra-powerful support NPC who only appeared in the later stages descend before his eyes made it impossible not to be shocked.
Then again, wasn’t it a bit rude to call a Great Ascension Elder-level Fairy by her real name?
Apart from the half-retired Sect Master of the Idle Sword Sect, this might be the strongest cultivator he had ever met in the Misty Realm!
Ji Xingshu’s eyes flashed brightly. Before she could introduce herself, a youth about the same age as her daughter had already seen through her identity, causing her gaze to waver with emotion.
“It’s finally a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Yun! I am the Palace Lord of the Heavenly Pivot, representing the Ji Clan of the High Heavens to greet the East Extreme Pavilion Master. Please guide me on our first meeting!”
Her mature and gentle voice was like a dreamy melody—ethereal and pure.
You’d never guess she was a few thousand years old…
Yun Liu swallowed, glanced at the still-frozen surroundings, and then gestured for his distinguished guest to take a seat.
“Um, hello, Princess Field Chicken.”
Yun Liu shot a look at Ao Tian and got a white-eyed stare in return.
There was no kingdom on Star Isle, let alone a princess.
“That’s not correct. I am the Ji Clan head of the Heavenly Pivot Star among the seven stars of the High Heavens, presiding over the Palace of the Heavenly Pivot Star. Mr. Yun may simply call me Xing Shu.”
Ji Xingshu gave a gentle smile, sitting upright with her hands placed on her knees.
Her elegance and approachability left no trace of a formidable aura.
“How can I address you so casually? Since Shiyu has made herself at home on my mountain, she’s half an apprentice, so it’s presumptuous for a student’s parent to call you Miss Ji. But Aunt Ji feels too awkward. Maybe it’s best to address the Palace Lord as Madam.”
“Pfft! As long as it pleases you, Mr. Yun. Shiyu hasn’t caused you any trouble, has she?”
Ji Xingshu covered her mouth and giggled, amused by Yun Liu’s ramblings.
Her chest shook with laughter, creating a dizzying scene.
The real Madam was even more beautiful than her in-game illustration!
Ao Tian was absolutely right.
Ji Xingshu was a super-upgraded version of Ji Shiyu in every sense.
Bigger, prouder, more beautiful, and more mature…
Compared to that silly girl Ji Shiyu, her mother was much more normal—a normalcy that defied the fact she was a thousand-year-old…virgin married woman.
As Yun Liu observed Ji Xingshu, the Palace Lord was also examining the child chosen by Feng Ling, nodding in satisfaction.
A sword’s sharpness hidden, luck contained within—no wonder she could keep Shiyu so obedient.
A mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law; the more she looked, the more pleased she became.
The exchange between the tutor and the student’s parent had the atmosphere of a home visit—no matter how you looked at it, the little yellow-haired one couldn’t be avoided.
Ji Xingshu never mentioned the real reason for her descent, nor did she care about the chaos of the demonic cult.
Instead, she skillfully probed Yun Liu’s opinion of Ji Shiyu in various ways.
Yun Liu was honest, generous with his praise.
Not just anyone could mess with the Ao Tian protagonist script.
Old Lady Ji was bursting with enthusiasm.
Learning that Mr. Yun only regarded her daughter as a disciple, she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of regret, her thoughts spinning rapidly.
Fortune is fleeting and elusive—she had to think of a way to help Shiyu…
After dealing with all this, Yun Liu still hadn’t found a chance to collect his debt.
He could only grip his neck with two fingers and mutter under his breath, “I told you to bring reinforcements, not summon a deity! What exactly are you and Xing Shu here for?!”
To deal with a mere Nascent Soul Stage Soul Capturing Banner Master, summoning a Great Ascension Elder-level star law cultivator was beyond belief, even for Yun Liu.
This wasn’t just overkill—it was a waste of heavenly resources!
Ji Xingshu was shocked at Yun Liu’s disrespect toward Feng Ling, but strangely, Lord Ao Tian didn’t seem to mind at all.
Not only was the Yellow Chicken unconcerned, but it even wrapped its wing around its friend’s shoulder, cackling mischievously.
“What’s wrong? Don’t like her? She’s the number one beauty of Star Isle—both in looks and figure. While our Shiyu’s complete form will be even more dazzling in the future, if you don’t have the patience to wait for her to grow up, you can always become a father ahead of time.”
“Go to hell!”
Yun Liu flicked Ao Tian’s forehead. It wasn’t the first time the bird had spouted nonsense.
The Yellow Chicken flapped its wings, hopping from the youth’s shoulder onto Ji Xingshu’s chest, perching atop her soft, snowy hills.
“Ahem, Xiao Ji, let’s skip the small talk. I’ve already mentioned Yun’s business many times. I assume you’ve gotten a decent understanding of Shiyu’s Sworn Father.”
“Hey, hey, hey! Madam, listen to my defense (explanation)! I never agreed to that!”
Ao Tian’s expression was full of meaning, as if implying something, while Yun Liu covered his face.
Playing this lousy joke in front of Old Lady Ji herself was far too embarrassing!
Play is play, nonsense is nonsense—but don’t joke about yellow hair.
Indeed, it was time to get to the main topic.
Just as Yun Liu thought so, preparing to discuss the great mission of eradicating evil with Madam, Ji Xingshu took a deep breath, rose slowly, and her blazing gaze made his scalp tingle.
“Indeed. I understand. Since Mr. Yun is not interested in Shiyu, allow me to reintroduce myself.”
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