Primordial Celestial Venerable!
Jiang Chulong had never heard of it.
But in her understanding, the strongest among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would add a ‘Heaven’ character after their title.
For example, the Great Yu’s Founding Martial Emperor was known as ‘Flood Heaven’.
Celestial Venerable?
Wouldn’t that mean being revered by all nine heavens, above the Nine Heavens?
Just this title alone was enough to indicate how unfathomable the man’s strength was.
After all.
Generally speaking, if someone dared to call themselves a Celestial Venerable, they could only go out at noon; something bad would happen sooner or later.
Moreover.
Just a title could cause the sky and earth to change color in mysterious ways.
Could he be even stronger than the Nine Heavens?
If that were true, it would be too terrifying!
“Have some tea.”
The ethereal voice came, and the strange phenomena in the world suddenly dissipated, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
Jiang Chulong’s little head was blank, nodding dazedly.
As soon as the tea entered her mouth, a pure vitality spread throughout her abdomen.
She had seen this before. It was a tribute from a major sect to the capital, presented as a tribute item, which her father had bestowed upon many of her brothers and sisters, but not on her.
Her brother, the Crown Prince, seeing her plight, gave her a bit.
Looking out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a spring nearby. This mysterious man must have used the spring water to brew the tea…
“The reason you are here is because I left behind an Ancient Intent Ring many years ago.”
“Only those with great fortune and outstanding talent can resonate with it.”
The Primordial Celestial Venerable opposite her raised his teacup.
He paused for a moment, but did not drink it, merely holding it in his hand.
“Could it be… because of the ring…”
Jiang Chulong was stunned.
Great fortune?
Outstanding talent?
“Um… Senior Celestial Venerable.”
“I… might not be… the person you’re looking for.”
Jiang Chulong lowered her head, almost burying it in her chest.
Her appearance had caused her mother’s d*ath, so since childhood she had been disliked by Emperor Jingtai, almost to the point of being despised.
She didn’t know when she was young, thinking that every child of the emperor had no clothes to wear and lived in the Cold Palace.
Even on the emperor’s birthday, a day of universal celebration.
Sneaking in to see her father, she could turn the banquet into a scene of execution.
The palace maid who inadvertently revealed information was executed by slow slicing, her eyes fixed on Jiang Chulong, staring until bl**d flowed.
As for talent…
Talent?
She had never practiced martial arts, and no one dared to teach her.
Yet, she knew that without the bone in her chest, she wasn’t any kind of genius.
With the True Dragon body and the bone, her brother the Crown Prince should be the true genius…
“Hahaha… Little girl, do you doubt my discernment?”
“No… how dare I…”
“Jiang Chulong, the youngest daughter of Emperor Jingtai.”
The calm and soothing voice came again.
Jiang Chulong was startled.
She clearly hadn’t introduced herself.
How did Senior Celestial Venerable know?
“The Sword Bone can shape a person, yet also constrain them.”
“You lost your Sword Bone but managed to find your own path. How is that not a good thing?”
“In the Desolate World, there is a child whose supreme bone was dug out, but later grew a second and third one.”
“One day, when you stand higher and look back, these will all be fleeting moments.”
The indifferent tone made people believe it without question.
As if the Sword Bone was really just a common thing.
“Stand higher?”
Jiang Chulong was confused.
Desolate World?
Supreme bone?
She didn’t quite understand, but it seemed very powerful.
Didn’t she stand quite high before? If the Sword Bone isn’t necessary, why did her brother want to take it?
“You are still young and ignorant, which is normal.”
Primordial Celestial Venerable laughed, seemingly helpless due to the ignorance of the young girl:
“The history of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is long. The Great Yu Dynasty is nothing more than a ripple in the long river of time.”
“In ancient times, the Heavenly Court governed thirty-three heavens, controlling the celestial stars and creating all things in the world.”
“At that time, the Heavenly Court was known as Emperor of Heaven, who endured ten thousand three thousand tribulations, each lasting twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty years, ultimately mastering the great Dao.”
Not only did he speak,
but there was also animation.
The clouds in the sky began to gather and disperse slowly, manifesting myriad scenes as Primordial Celestial Venerable spoke.
Golden light filled the air, and auspicious colors stretched for thousands of feet.
Among them,
through the massive South Heaven Gate, thirty-three palaces stood in a row, seventy-two star palaces shone brightly, various true dragons and phoenixes flying and dancing.
A purple mist furnace sat on a jade tray, and the Jade Trees in the Palace of Eternal Cold stretched endlessly.
It felt like being right there.
Jiang Chulong, reflecting on this heavenly scene, was mesmerized.
This was just what appeared through the mist.
If it were the real Heavenly Court, wouldn’t it be even more astonishing?
She could already glimpse the glory of ancient times from this faint light.
Senior Celestial Venerable was not exaggerating.
Compared to the Great Yu Dynasty, this truly was incomparable.
And…
Ten thousand three thousand tribulations, each lasting twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty years?
Jiang Chulong didn’t need to count on her fingers this time.
It was definitely not enough.
Buzz—
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, dispersing the clouds and fog.
Primordial Celestial Venerable’s melancholy voice echoed:
“All things have an end. If one cannot become immortal, they will eventually fade away in time.”
“Now, I am just a wisp of residual soul.”
“A wisp of residual soul?!”
Jiang Chulong’s heart tightened.
Even just a wisp of residual soul was so unpredictable, what about Senior Celestial Venerable at his peak?
“Hahaha… Life is unpredictable.”
“I never expected that a ring casually thrown away countless eons ago could now take root and grow.”
“That’s right!”
“I wish to take you as my disciple, imparting everything I know.”
“What I ask is simple: help me revive when I am strong enough!”
“Girl, do you want to get stronger?”
Primordial Celestial Venerable’s words were resolute and full of endless confidence.
Do you want to get stronger?
Do you want to get stronger?
Jiang Chulong covered her chest, as if removing her hand would make her heart leap out from the impact of these words.
Her?
To help Senior Celestial Venerable, it would surely be very difficult…
At this moment, images of her mother’s tombstone, her father’s cold face, her brother’s bl**d-stained dagger, and Aunt Mei leading the Heavenly Patrol Guards away flashed before her eyes.
She thought.
Moreover, she didn’t know how to refuse.
“Mmm… I… I’m willing.”
“Louder, I can’t hear you.”
“I’m willing!”
“Good! Very spirited!”
