Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1354 - 1354 1313 Meeting the Ninth Spirit Saint

1354: Chapter 1313: Meeting the Ninth Spirit Saint 1354: Chapter 1313: Meeting the Ninth Spirit Saint Lu Chuan placed the Heavenly Breath Elixir into Ye Jiaxin’s hands, turned around, and left, his sleeves flowing behind him.

Everything he needed to say had been made clear; the remaining time should be left for Ye Jiaxin to ponder carefully.

From the perspective of an outsider, Lu Chuan could naturally speak these righteous words, but as the saying goes, “Those involved are often confused.”

The destiny of the entire Ye Family rested on the shoulders of a single person.

A slight deviation in Ye Jiaxin’s decisions could lead to entirely different outcomes.

Her reluctance to blindly follow others was, in fact, commendable.

However…

“The time left for you is far from abundant, Ye Jiaxin.”

Returning to his residence, Lu Chuan pondered deeply and ultimately decided to visit the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint.

Though this entity was even harder to handle than the Tower Spirit, extracting any useful information from him was akin to scaling the heavens in pursuit of ascension.

Still, it wouldn’t hurt to try his luck.

After all, Lu Chuan merely estimated that this plan might work.

But if truly implemented, who could predict what obstacles would arise along the way?

He needed to prepare as much as possible.

With this thought, Lu Chuan no longer hesitated and requested the Tower Spirit to send his Divine Sense into the Demon Suppression Pagoda.

This was not Lu Chuan’s first time visiting the first floor of the Demon Suppression Pagoda, but compared to his previous experience, the environment here had undergone massive changes.

It was no longer a gray and chaotic mist.

Perhaps influenced by the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint, his power had been gradually recovering, causing the entire space to transform into a wasteland.

Lu Chuan scanned his surroundings.

All he could see was barren sand and yellow soil.

In the center of this desolate land stood a throne, upon which the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint was seated, his eyes tightly shut, as if in slumber.

Summoning his courage, Lu Chuan approached the throne, only to find that no matter his pace, he struggled to traverse the barren land under his feet and reach the throne.

“Tower Spirit, can you help me out?”

“I cannot.

If I intervene, your conversation with the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint will undoubtedly fail.

He bears no good will toward me.”

This was not surprising.

After all, the Tower Spirit had suppressed the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint for tens of thousands of years, confining him to this small space.

His sheer endurance was a testament to his mental fortitude.

With no assistance from the Tower Spirit, Lu Chuan had no choice but to keep pushing forward.

Yet, unsurprisingly, he was merely treading in place, unable to make any progress.

“Damn, what now!”

He couldn’t even approach—how could he possibly discuss any form of deal?

Just as Lu Chuan complained, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint seemed to finally notice his arrival.

With a deep sigh, he spoke in a low voice, “Human, what is it you seek now?

Is that spirit sending you here?”

“You mean the Tower Spirit?

No, this has nothing to do with him.

I came on my own to propose a deal with you.”

Upon hearing this, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint chuckled darkly.

“A deal?

There’s nothing to trade between you and me.

You cannot offer me what I seek, nor do I trust the promises of mortals.

So, you may leave—before I lose my patience.”

“What you want is nothing but escape from the Demon Suppression Pagoda.”

“Since you know, why waste time talking?

The Tower Spirit will never allow me to leave—we both know this well.”

“Letting you leave…

Absolutely impossible.”

Lu Chuan sighed softly, filled with helplessness.

If he released this formidable entity, who knew what chaos might ensue?

Lu Chuan was far from foolish enough to jeopardize the world.

“However, I can allow you to step out for a breath of fresh air.

After being confined in the Demon Suppression Pagoda for so many years, wouldn’t you find it dull?

Aren’t you curious about how the outside world has changed, or whether any legends of yours remain in existence?”

Upon hearing these words, Lu Chuan noticed the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint’s eyes open.

“What are you proposing?”

“Let me come closer first, and then we can talk slowly.”

The Nine Spirits Primordial Saint said nothing, merely waved his hand.

The restriction binding Lu Chuan was lifted, and without much effort, he reached the throne.

As anticipated, Lu Chuan found himself unable to see through the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint.

The spiritual power surrounding him acted as an impenetrable barrier to Lu Chuan’s gaze, leaving only a misty gray aura and an eerie pair of crimson eyes.

“Speak—what are your terms?”

“I want to know if there’s a way to break free from the control of destiny.”

“Impossible.

Don’t waste your time.”

“Why?”

Lu Chuan was deeply perplexed.

He hadn’t even outlined his plan, yet was summarily dismissed.

While it’s true that Lu Chuan was considered weak compared to these supreme experts, he didn’t believe his efforts were entirely in vain.

“You carry countless karmic ties and bear the destiny of an entire region.

To free yourself from destiny’s grasp is akin to severing one of your own limbs.

Destiny is tricky—it’s hard to say whether it’s more of a blessing or a curse.

To some, being blessed with destiny means unparalleled success, where desires and dreams align with the righteous path, and destiny shields one’s journey, smoothing all hardships.

But for most, destiny is akin to a raging flood beast.

From the moment you’re born, your destiny is already decided.

If destiny dictates you’ll face a catastrophe at nineteen, no matter how far you run, this calamity will still find you.”

With these words, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint scoffed, his crimson eyes flashing with disdain.

“But what if it is a fatal tribulation?

Even if you’ve done nothing wrong, from the moment of your birth, your future has already been stolen.

Human—if it were you, what would you do?”

“I don’t know… I suppose I would strive to escape destiny’s control.”

“That was my choice as well.

And as it turns out, I succeeded.

But I paid an enormous price to do so.

To achieve this requires extraordinarily harsh conditions, and I can say with certainty that you cannot accomplish it.

Besides, you don’t need to.

Your destiny… ha, it’s more extraordinary than anyone I’ve ever encountered.

I’ve even begun to wonder what path someone as blessed as you will ultimately walk.”

With that, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint stood, towering over Lu Chuan with an imposing air.

“I’ve answered your question; now it’s your turn.

How do you intend to repay me?”

“Lend me a strand of your Divine Sense.

I’ll craft you a temporary physical body.

The body will last only a single day, during which you’re free to go wherever you wish.

Of course, restrictions are necessary.

I’ll suppress your cultivation to the Foundation Establishment Realm to prevent you from causing any disruptions.”

“Foundation Establishment Realm?

Too weak—make it Nascent Soul!

What I’ve told you isn’t common knowledge!”

“Bargaining with me is futile.

Simply convincing the Tower Spirit to allow you even one day of freedom with Foundation Establishment-level cultivation has already cost me significantly.

Even if I agreed to your terms, do you think the Tower Spirit would allow it?”

“…Fine, Foundation Establishment it is.

But I won’t choose to go out just yet.”

“No problem.

Whenever you feel ready, just let me know.”