Chapter 647

Chapter 647: Immortal Court Destruction, I Am Destiny

"I have no interest," Moon Emperor replied coldly.

"Primeval Emperor, the fate of those who cooperated with you in the last cosmic era is vividly etched in my memory."

"Our paths diverge; we cannot work together."

Throughout her life, she followed destiny and upheld her Dao heart steadfastly. Even if this path proved mistaken, she could only press onward.

"Stubborn fool," Primeval Emperor snorted coldly, a glimmer of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"You wish to kill me?" Moon Emperor scoffed. "Go ahead, if you care nothing for mutual destruction."

"In the last cosmic era, only you and I survived to this day. Why would we turn on each other now?" Primeval Emperor laughed.

Moon Emperor’s expression remained blank.

Had they not been within the Immortal Land of the Other Shore, given Primeval Emperor’s temperament, he would have surely struck her down.

Moreover, as this cosmic era neared its end, his assault on her would inevitably trap them both in a cycle of "killing a thousand enemies costs eight hundred allies."

Thus, Primeval Emperor’s own doom would follow.

"Since you reject cooperation, I take my leave," Primeval Emperor declared as his form gradually dissolved.

"Master," Qian’er emerged, her eyes wide with terror. Just sensing Primeval Emperor’s aura had stifled her breath, nearly choking her.

"Who was he?" Qian’er asked, puzzled.

She could sense Moon Emperor’s fear.

"He is the most formidable existence this universe could spawn," Moon Emperor emitted Turbid Energy, beads of sweat visible on her smooth forehead.

"The Great Calamity approaches. Even the Immortal Land of the Other Shore may not endure."

Moon Emperor murmured the words softly.

Shhh-woop!

Meanwhile, Primeval Emperor departed the Immortal Land of the Other Shore. He traversed the cosmos soundlessly, undetected even by the Dao of yin and yang.

Half a day later, he entered the yang realm. Standing at the edge of the seventy-two immortal domains, he gazed toward the Eternal Emperor City.

Within his vision, invisible currents of fortune stretched endlessly, blazing like crimson clouds—a rising, unstoppable momentum.

"The Path of Offerings…" Primeval Emperor’s lips quirked upward, his gaze profound. "Truly, great talents emerge each era to shape destiny for centuries. Ha ha ha…"

His eyes swept past Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, flickering briefly, before he vanished.

…

Canglan Immortal Domain.

Mo Wangshu and Chu Jiankuang descended.

"Heaven’s Machine Newspaper, Heaven’s Machine Newspaper… the latest freshly baked Heaven’s Machine Newspaper, ten divine stones for a copy." On the street, a vendor was hawking.

"Take a copy," Mo Wangshu said.

"Junior brother, what is this thing?" Chu Jiankuang asked.

Mo Wangshu explained, "This is a newspaper opened by the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. Each issue updates on the major and minor events in the yang realm, and it’s a great channel for understanding information."

Chu Jiankuang understood.

"Huh?" Mo Wangshu’s eyes sharpened. "The immortal court has been destroyed?"

"Who did this?"

The immortal court was the force of the yang realm’s Third Young Master, dominating in one corner. But in the Heaven’s Machine Newspaper, the immortal court had been destroyed, and the Celestial Lord of Fortune and the Third Young Master were both whereabouts unknown.

However, the newspaper did not mention the Behind-the-Scenes Culprit.

"Junior brother, does this have anything to do with us?" Chu Jiankuang frowned and said.

"Of course it does."

Mo Wangshu imparted the secrets of the Nine Great Heavenly Books to Chu Jiankuang.

"So that’s how it is."

"It truly is interesting," Chu Jiankuang said with a smile.

"It’s not interesting at all," Mo Wangshu smacked his lips and said smilingly. "Senior brother, I’ll take you to eat the roast duck at that place. Its taste is absolutely superb."

"Don’t forget the main business," Chu Jiankuang admonished.

Three days later.

The two were covered in the smells of wine and meat, and leisurely walked into the Eternal Emperor City.

"Junior brother, didn’t you say that the sugar figurines at another place were also delicious?" Chu Jiankuang asked. "Where are they?"

"Senior brother, it’s time to handle the main business."

"We’ll go after eating."

Two more days passed, and the two had eaten all the delicious dishes in the Eternal Emperor City once through, and arrived at the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, unwilling to part with the experience.

"One Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is revered by the world," Chu Jiankuang praised. "A great man should aspire to this in life!"

"Junior brother, you don’t understand. This is called hiding in plain sight," Mo Wangshu corrected.

The two walked into the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"Mo Wangshu pays his respects to the Master," Mo Wangshu bowed and saluted, and introduced to Ye Xu, who was resting with closed eyes. "Master, this is my senior brother Chu Jiankuang."

"You returned quite quickly."

Ye Xu laughed and said.

"Daoist friend Chu, nice to meet you."

"Are you the Master?" Chu Jiankuang asked in surprise. Along the way, he had heard the most about the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion being cunning and ruthless, a complete swindler.

But at their first meeting, Ye Xu gave him the feeling of someone extremely approachable.

And there was an undeniable handsomeness about him.

"Could there really be a second master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion in this world?" Ye Xu said with a smile.

"Chu Jiankuang pays respects to the Master."

Chu Jiankuang saluted with folded hands and said.

Comparing Ye Xu and Moon Emperor, it was like matching a towering mountain against a small mound, the two utterly incomparable.

At that moment, he believed the words of the Chaotic Ancient God.

The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was an existence that surpassed the Dao One realm.

"There’s no need for formalities," Ye Xu said. "Xixi, serve tea to our two honored guests."

"The Immortal Land of the Other Shore is truly remarkable," Ye Xu thought to himself.

The thoughts of the two men also partly surfaced in his mind.

He had acquired a preliminary understanding of information about the Immortal Land of the Other Shore.

It did not belong within the nine eras.

"It seems to be heavily connected to what the system refers to as a so-called past world."

"Senior brother, you know the rules of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion—just say whatever you want to ask," Mo Wangshu said with a laugh. "Pay enough money, that’s all."

"You get it," Ye Xu said as he cast an appreciative glance at Mo Wangshu.

"Master, what is the explanation for Destiny?" Chu Jiankuang asked seriously.

"Destiny?" Ye Xu said lightly. "Two hundred trillion divine stones."

"I don’t have divine stones."

Chu Jiankuang looked dumbfounded, then pulled out a magical item, a Zen staff, and addressed Ye Xu, "This is a treasure I crafted myself. I wonder if it can cover two hundred trillion divine stones."

"System, exchange."

Ding!

[Congratulations, Host. You have acquired two hundred twenty trillion Hongmeng points.]

"It’s worth it," Ye Xu nodded. "And with an extra twenty trillion."

"It’s fine."

Chu Jiankuang remained unperturbed.

"The Mandate of Heaven is actually quite easy to explain."

Ye Xu chuckled. "For example, just look at me—think of me as the Mandate of Heaven!"

"???"

Mo Wangshu and Chu Jiankuang were utterly baffled.

Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was famously a den of rebels who defied fate—how could it be connected to the Mandate of Heaven?

"Master, could you explain it more clearly?" Chu Jiankuang inquired.

Xixi glanced sideways at Ye Xu; his words made no sense to her either.

"You should be aware that reaching the World Master Realm allows one to create a miniature universe." Ye Xu spoke deliberately. "To the lifeforms within that universe, the Sovereign of the World who created their cosmos is the Mandate of Heaven."

"So, the Mandate of Heaven is power."

Chu Jiankuang declared gravely.

Mo Wangshu rubbed the back of his head. Was this really how the Mandate of Heaven could be defined?

"No."

Ye Xu corrected solemnly. "The Mandate of Heaven is power—the power to command an entire world and the fates of all living beings. At a single thought, the world could be turned upside down, and all life extinguished."

It was like the invincible domain.

He possessed invincibility; he embodied the Mandate of Heaven!

His very word became law; his utterance was fate.

That thought startled even me. How could I think something so… chuunibyou? Ye Xu felt a tremor of shock within himself, immediately followed by a wave of embarrassment.

Oh so embarrassing. Maybe it’s because my strength has risen so significantly? Ye Xu mused silently.

He was now a Dao Ancestor. Within the Hongmeng Dao Realm, even without relying on his invincible domain, he stood among the peak experts. His mindset seemed to be subtly shifting.

Is this the perspective power grants?

Honestly, Ye Xu smiled secretly, the feeling… really felt freaking amazing. He found he didn’t object in the least; in fact, he rather enjoyed it.

At this moment.

Mo Wangshu’s mind raced as a new question struck him: "Then… is the Hongmeng Dao Realm itself created by such a peerless power? Does the will of that being represent the Hongmeng Dao of Heaven? Does it represent the Mandate of Heaven?"