# Chapter 3125: Little Girl
Xinghuantian.
Sixth Master knelt before the Drunken Old Man, his eyes filled with guilt, saying: "Senior Brother, please, in consideration of our bond as fellow disciples, spare me this once! The one I hate is Xue Jue and Zhang Ruochen, not Senior Brother or Xinghuantian. I have absolutely no hostility toward you."
"That Xue Jue, slaughtering wantonly in Tiannan, arrogant and overbearing, yet because he has the protection of the Undying Blood Clan's patriarch and Emperor Luo Yan, he can swagger away without consequence. If Senior Brother were still in Tiannan, how would he dare act so insolently?"
"Pojun War God is imprisoned by Xue Jue in the Blood Absolute Family, turned into a human-shaped blood medicine, mocked by the gods of Heavenly Court and Hell. Xue Jue is completely trampling on Tiannan's face—how could I, your junior brother, not harbor hatred?"
The Drunken Old Man glared coldly at him, saying: "If I weren't still mindful of our master-disciple bond, you wouldn't even have the chance to speak. Hmph, as a direct disciple of Tiannan, your spiritual power hasn't even reached the eightieth level, and you end up captured alive. Tell me, haven't you brought shame to Tiannan yourself?"
"Get lost, go back and cultivate properly. Don't come out here making a fool of yourself. Remember, as long as I am here, if you dare set foot in this starry sky again, you won't be as lucky as this time! Tell that to Second Brother and the others as well."
Sixth Master, overcome with gratitude and tears, performed a kowtow of great respect.
Then he decisively left Xinghuantian. Only after reaching the starry void did his eyes gradually turn sharp and fierce.
Yuyao walked over gracefully, saying: "When Master left Tiannan back then, didn't you say that from that day forward, the bond of master and disciple was severed? Master is ultimately not a heartless person."
"Qingcang could have killed me back then but chose not to. Consider that as repaying our final master-disciple bond," the Drunken Old Man said indifferently.
Yuyao said: "Wu Yue has agreed to the marriage, personally offering the Universe Cauldron to Void Heaven. This matter has shaken the entire world!"
The deep look in the Drunken Old Man's eyes faded, replaced by a sly chuckle: "Does Old Man Void really have such formidable deterrent force, forcing the Darkness Temple to yield to such an extent? His face is not inferior to the Heavenly Venerable's!"
Yuyao said: "There must be a conspiracy behind this!"
"Indeed, that's the Universe Cauldron. Even if I, this old man, got my hands on it, I wouldn't willingly hand it over. Could it be that Jiusi Yitianhuang doesn't even care about the Universe Cauldron? Heh, that old monster is notoriously difficult to deal with. Who knows what scheme he's cooking up," the Drunken Old Man said, his smile growing more subtle.
Yuyao said: "Wu Yue could have used the opportunity of offering the Universe Cauldron to refuse the marriage. Why did she agree instead?"
"This Wu Yue is no ordinary person. There's a huge entanglement behind her. Forget about her for now—at her current level, she can't stir up any waves," the Drunken Old Man said, pondering for a moment before continuing: "Zhang Ruochen is, after all, the master of Xinghuantian. Since he's getting married, we must prepare a generous gift. At that time, you will go to Fate Divine Mountain on behalf of your master."
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Star Sky Defense Line, Heavenly Beginning Civilization.
Chi Yao, Zangjin Baihu, Xuanyuan Qing, Feng Yan... many of the top-tier new-generation gods of the Heavenly Court gathered together. As news spread that Wu Yue had agreed to Void Heaven's marriage arrangement, the atmosphere immediately became heated.
Many gods turned their gazes toward Chi Yao.
They knew well that the relationship between Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao was not as hostile as rumors suggested. Chi Yao's current level of cultivation was very likely the result of Zhang Ruochen actively passing on his power.
The emergence of the master of the Ancient Divine Nest this time was somewhat related to Chi Yao and Zangjin Baihu. Of course, the main reason was someone else.
Chi Yao's gaze was calm as she said: "It seems that Void Heaven of the Destiny Temple has already become the existence second only to Fengdu Dadi in the Hell Realm. With a single word, he can determine the laws of the world! Are all of you present pursuing such power and authority?"
Xuanyuan Qing said: "Zhang Ruochen's closeness to the Hell Realm is not a good thing."
"This is certainly not his wish. How would he dare defy Void Heaven's decree? To resolve the crises facing Xinghuantian, the Hundred Clans Royal City, the Blood Absolute Family, and even himself, he has no choice but to compromise with Void Heaven. Moreover, his father is still imprisoned in the Destiny Temple," Feng Yan said, his eyes filled with cold intent. Wu Yue was someone he absolutely had to kill with his own hands.
Feng Yan did not blame Zhang Ruochen. After all, when his father was alive, he had regarded Zhang Ruochen as a rebel and nearly killed him in the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain.
He was definitely not someone blinded by hatred.
Xuanyuan Qing said: "Void Heaven must have the intention of using this marriage to ease the conflict between the Darkness Temple and Xinghuantian. At the same time, he is permanently branding Zhang Ruochen with the marks of the Destiny Temple and the Darkness Temple."
"Do you think a mere nominal marriage can bind Zhang Ruochen?" Chi Yao's eyes were as sharp as swords, her bearing no less imposing than the Heavenly Venerable's daughter.
Xuanyuan Qing said: "What if Wu Yue has truly lost her memory? Zhang Ruochen was once the divine envoy of the Moon God, and there was an extraordinary bond between them. Wu Yue looks too much like the Moon God, and their relationship is not merely nominal!"
Clearly, Xuanyuan Qing was worried that Wu Yue's high spiritual power would allow her to exploit Zhang Ruochen's feelings for the Moon God, shaking his resolve.
The gods present nodded silently.
As for the Moon God, which man in the world would not be moved?
If one could not marry the Moon God, marrying a woman who closely resembled her could also be considered a beautiful thing in life.
Even heroes struggle to pass the test of beauty, and this was not just a test of beauty.
To regard Wu Yue merely as a beautiful woman would be to underestimate her greatly.
"If only we could ruin this grand wedding. Unfortunately, the wedding is to be held at Fate Divine Mountain. Unless Fengdu Dadi returns..." Xuanyuan Qing sighed.
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Zhang Ruochen, who was cultivating in the Five Realms Heaven, had already learned that Wu Yue had agreed to the marriage. He could also guess that the major powers throughout the universe must already be in an uproar.
Both Wu Yue and Zhang Ruochen were first-rate figures, with enormous entanglements behind them.
This grand wedding was destined to attract worldwide attention.
Zhang Ruochen's heart was calm, without joy or sorrow. It was merely a ceremonial marriage—he would just go through the motions when the time came.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed within the Sundial.
After a hundred years of cultivation, Zhang Ruochen had thoroughly consolidated his spiritual power at the seventy-eighth level. However, even with the aid of spiritual power divine pills, he could not advance from the early stage of the seventy-eighth level to the middle stage.
In terms of martial cultivation, Zhang Ruochen had initially reached the peak of the Taiyi Realm.
What was meant by "initially reached" was that the number of rule divine patterns within his body had reached ten times that of the middle stage. However, even if the number of rule divine patterns reached dozens of times that of the middle stage, he would still be at the peak of the Taiyi Realm.
The road ahead was still very long.
He would need to spend a great deal of time accumulating.
Currently, Zhang Ruochen had not yet sensed any opportunity to manifest the Four Symbols. He could only continue cultivating rule divine patterns, increasing their quantity, hoping for a qualitative change from quantitative accumulation.
In terms of divine abilities, Zhang Ruochen was making daily progress. The seventh level of the Time Sword Art had already been initiated. His research into the Way of Time and the Way of Space was also vastly different from before.
Time, Space, and Sword Dao were the three paths he had always focused on, naturally consuming the most energy.
However, challenging the person in the Future Divine Palace now would undoubtedly be self-humiliation. He needed to be patient, at least until he had cultivated the seventh level of the Time Sword Art to great perfection.
Just then, the gate of the Future Divine Palace opened, emitting divine radiance of myriad colors, with a large number of time rules surging out.
Zhang Ruochen stopped cultivating and looked over, his heart filled with curiosity.
Who exactly was the divine being inside the divine palace?
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can win a hundred battles.
From the palace gate walked out a little girl who looked about nine years old. Her features were very delicate, her eyes bright, her nose as if carved by a master, her white clothes like clouds and mist, her crystalline jade-like feet bare, and in her hand she held a slender purple bamboo several times taller than herself.
Zhang Ruochen walked over and said: "Little girl, I am Zhang Ruochen. May I request an audience with the senior within the divine palace?"
The little girl gave Zhang Ruochen a cold glance, closed the palace gate, and walked straight past him to the bank of the River of Time.
She sat down cross-legged, raised her rod, and began to fish.
The fishing line was condensed from time rule divine patterns, extending from her hand along the purple bamboo into the River of Time.
Only then did Zhang Ruochen realize he had misjudged her. She was no little girl at all—she was clearly a powerful god. Could she be the master of the Future Divine Palace?
Was she the one who had injured him with the Time Divine Dragon?
In the world of gods, judging by appearance would lead to great losses.
Though she appeared to be just a little girl, she might have already cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.
Zhang Ruochen did not use his Truth Eye to peer into her, saying: "Senior, what are you fishing for?"
The little girl closed her eyes and calmed her mind, ignoring him.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The River of Time runs through heaven and earth. Not only is the power of time condensed here, but the space of the universe also gathers here. The river contains all things in the world, correct? However, with Senior's cultivation, I'm afraid you cannot break through time and space to steal all things."
Zhang Ruochen could not see through the little girl's depth, but he had some guesses about her cultivation level.
Seeing that she remained as still as an orchid, treating him as if he were nothing, Zhang Ruochen smiled. He reached into the void and grabbed the Abyssal Ancient Sword, saying: "Junior challenges again. Senior, be careful!"
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen's divine radiance surged, like a singularity exploding, releasing a sea of stars that formed a dazzling truth radiance.
His sword stretched in a straight line, like light, like lightning.
"Bang!"
The little girl sat on the ground, a layer of white light shield appearing around her body, clashing with Zhang Ruochen's all-out sword strike.
The sword tip was only three feet away from the little girl, but Zhang Ruochen felt as if he had stabbed into a chaotic swamp. All his power was dissolved into nothingness in an instant.
The sword could not advance another inch, nor could it be withdrawn.
"Absolute Self-Void Time Domain." Zhang Ruochen showed a look of surprise.
The little girl maintained her fishing posture. The white light shield on her body expanded, devouring the truth radiance and spreading toward Zhang Ruochen, forcing him to immediately abandon his sword and retreat. He stepped with Divine Spirit Step, each step seemingly able to cross one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred miles. Yet, he remained trapped within a square inch.
The Taiji circle around Zhang Ruochen rotated. He pressed his palms together and condensed a Time-Space Divine Lotus.
"Bang!"
The Time-Space Divine Lotus shattered. Using this brief moment, Zhang Ruochen retreated to the area of the Five Realms Heaven outside the River of Time.
The Abyssal Ancient Sword flew over and deeply embedded itself at his feet.
"That move of yours is somewhat interesting, allowing you to retreat unscathed," the little girl said before closing her eyes and resuming her fishing.
(End of Chapter)