Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 580 - 580 599 Dialogue with the Saint

580: Chapter 599: Dialogue with the Saint 580: Chapter 599: Dialogue with the Saint Not kneeling or bowing before a Saint could be said to be disrespectful, but Nuwa, peculiarly, did not say anything, as if tacitly allowing Ye Xuan’s posture.

“Today, Ye Xuan emerged victorious, and Mysterious Maiden, you may now wed him.

Once you become the Queen Mother, you must exemplify motherly grace in the Three Realms, and refrain from capriciousness.”

Nuwa’s sacred voice boomed, prompting the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden to bow in acceptance, though a blush of embarrassment spread across her exquisitely beautiful face.

“Mysterious Maiden, you may leave.

I have matters to discuss with Ye Xuan.”

“Yes, Master.”

The Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden rose to leave, and on her way out, she shot Ye Xuan a covert glance, as if to warn him not to be unreasonable before the Saint.

Boom!

As the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden exited Nuwa Palace, the grand doors clanged shut, and only Ye Xuan remained with Nuwa, creating an atmosphere of extreme oppression that rendered the entire Nuwa Palace silent to the extreme.

After dozens of breaths passed, neither spoke first, but the oppressive atmosphere grew heavier.

Ye Xuan, however, showed not a trace of fear as he gazed directly at Saint Nuwa in the void.

“Ye Xuan, looking directly at this saint is exceptionally impolite.”

Suddenly, the Chaos Light surrounding Nuwa dispersed, revealing an indescribably beautiful visage.

When Ye Xuan beheld her face, his soul was stirred, and for a moment, he was lost in a daze.

Ye Xuan had thought the most beautiful woman he had ever seen was the Guanghan Fairy, whose beauty was said to be unparalleled in the Three Realms, even surpassing the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden.

But when Nuwa’s face came into his view, it shook his soul profoundly, a hint of infatuation appearing in his eyes.

Were it not for his Undying Primordial Spirit vibrating in his Sea of Consciousness, Ye Xuan might not have known when he would awaken from the sight of Nuwa’s face.

Nuwa did not possess a world-shattering appearance; her beauty was beyond the reach of words, and Ye Xuan couldn’t describe the feeling, but he was certain any who saw Nuwa’s countenance would be utterly captivated.

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan had chosen the path of Proving Dao with Power, cultivating the Heartless Dao, and had already witnessed the Guanghan Fairy’s beauty, so he was only momentarily entranced before quickly regaining his composure.

“You are very beautiful!” Ye Xuan exclaimed in praise.

“How dare you!”

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Nuwa’s eyebrows furrowed, her voice slightly chilly as Holy Light swirled around her, as if she intended to discipline Ye Xuan for his insolence.

Apparently, no one had ever spoken to her in such a manner, and Ye Xuan’s comment was a grave disrespect.

But as Nuwa remembered that mysterious figure, her eyes shimmered slightly, ultimately refraining from striking Ye Xuan, and the Holy Light around her gradually dissipated, returning her to a state of calm.

“Tell this saint…

who is he?”

Nuwa’s voice was calm, yet it quivered slightly, betraying her inner turmoil.

“You saw him?”

Ye Xuan was momentarily taken aback, his eyes growing deeper, for from Nuwa’s words, he could confirm that what had just happened was no dream, but reality.

“Tell this Saint, who is that person, or is he your Master?”

Nuwa rose from the void and strolled towards Ye Xuan, her beautiful eyes gleaming like the stars in the sky, hoping Ye Xuan could give her a reasonable answer.

Up close, a fragrance wafted through the air, a subtle body scent that emanated from Nuwa, which momentarily intoxicated Ye Xuan, yet he quickly regained his clarity.

“It wasn’t you who saved me after all.

If it hadn’t been for his arrival, I would have likely died at the hands of the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor!”

Recalling everything that happened in his dream, Ye Xuan finally understood that the one who had saved him was not Nuwa, but that mysterious shadow, which made his gaze towards Nuwa turn somewhat cold.

Ye Xuan wasn’t foolish.

From the commencement of the Nuwa Palace grand gathering to the emergence of the Quasi-Saint, rather than saying Nuwa was seeking a husband for the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden, it seemed more like a test for him.

Because Ye Xuan knew that there was one final Saint Position remaining between Heaven and Earth, and the initiation of this grand gathering was Nuwa’s way of testing whether he was the seventh Heavenly Determined Saint.

If Ye Xuan were victorious, it would indirectly prove that he was indeed the seventh Heavenly Determined Saint, but if he died at the hands of the Quasi-Saint, it would confirm that Ye Xuan was not the Heavenly Determined Saint, and his death would be inconsequential to Nuwa, who wouldn’t show a hint of mercy.

After all, the fact that the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor made his last move against him showed that Nuwa had no intention of saving him.

If not for the appearance of the mysterious shadow, he really would have perished outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, and he would not now have the chance to converse with Nuwa.

This was a matter of causality, and also an act of significant but not overwhelming karmic retribution, just as the mysterious shadow had said to Nuwa.

“Today causality has arisen; in the future, he will surely seek you out for recompense.”

Plant the cause today, reap the result in the future.

Presently, Ye Xuan’s cultivation was merely that of a Daluo, while Nuwa was a high and mighty Saint.

The terrifying power of their causality was not yet apparent.

But when Ye Xuan ascended to the Saint Realm, the causality formed in days past would undoubtedly be reconciled.

This was the karmic retribution among Saints, which could be deemed the ultimate horror, destined to manifest in the future.

Although Nuwa also understood this principle, the deed was done and it was too late for her to remedy it.

Moreover, it was still not conclusively decided whether Ye Xuan was the seventh Heavenly Determined Saint, so she temporarily put this matter aside.

Now, the only thing Nuwa wanted to know was the identity of the mysterious shadow.

From the moment the mysterious figure appeared to the moment he departed, no matter how Nuwa calculated, she couldn’t discern his origins, and the fact that this mysterious shadow could stir the River of Time, a legendary entity, horrified Nuwa immensely.

As is well known, Pangu opened the sky, Hong Jun preached the Dao.

Since the Primordial era, when Hong Jun harmonized the Dao and completed the flawed Heavenly Dao, there have only been seven grand Saint Positions in the cosmos.

The Three Pure Ones, the Western Two Saints, Nuwa—they occupied six of the Saint Positions, leaving only the last one vacant.

Yet, the emergence of this mysterious shadow disrupted this ironclad rule because Nuwa could distinctly feel that this mysterious shadow was undoubtedly of the Saint caliber, perhaps even surpassing Saints.

What exists beyond Saints?

Nuwa had no way of knowing.

Could it rival Dao Ancestor Hong Jun?

Nuwa also had no way of knowing.

She didn’t understand why such a figure would arise between Heaven and Earth, and the manifestation of the River of Time made her witness for herself that such legendary entities indeed exist.

She was inclined to visit Zixiao Palace to inquire with Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, who had long been missing from the world.

Perhaps he alone knew the origins of this mysterious shadow, but Zixiao Palace was nowhere to be found, and Dao Ancestor Hong Jun had long since merged with the Heavenly Dao.

Unless the Dao Ancestor himself materialized, even the six great Saints could not encounter Dao Ancestor Hong Jun.

At this moment, perhaps the only one who could provide her with answers was Ye Xuan before her, for the mysterious shadow’s appearance was solely for Ye Xuan’s sake.

Had it not been for his appearance, Ye Xuan would have already met his demise, his soul shattered.