399: Chapter 399 Awaiting the Divine Child! Stirring Up the Storm!

"No matter."

Miss Feng gently raised her hand, her slender, jade-like fingertips swaying softly, like a feather gliding across water.

Eighteenth Ancestor's heart full of unwillingness and complaints instantly vanished without a trace.

A hint of warmth finally entered her cool voice, like the subtle sound of melting ice and snow, silently dissolving all anxiety and urgency.

Upon hearing this, Eighteenth Ancestor abruptly raised his weather-beaten face.

His eyes were filled with shock and confusion, his mind greatly shaken, and countless questions surged within him, almost drowning him.

No matter?

How could this be 'no matter'?

That was a spacetime beacon!

It was the supreme treasure our Xuan Yuan Lineage had painstakingly sought for millions of years!

It was also our only hope to break free from this predicament, return to the main lineage, and escape this damned cage!

It carried all the hope and future of the Su Family's Xuan Yuan Lineage, and the blood, tears, and obsession of countless ancestors!

But now, it was snatched by an outsider girl from Yaochi Holy Land!

So easily taken away!

Eighteenth Ancestor's expression shifted from shock to confusion, then to bewilderment, his heart practically screaming.

As if sensing the surging confusion in Eighteenth Ancestor's heart, Miss Feng's lips curved slightly upward.

It was an inscrutable, meaningful arc, very subtle, yet it contained the profound depth and wisdom of the entire galaxy.

"Eighteenth, you seem to have forgotten something."

Her voice was still gentle, but every word was weighty, landing with impact, "What is the identity of that girl named Ling Qingzhu?"

Eighteenth Ancestor was stunned for a moment, then reflexively and respectfully replied, "She is... His Highness the Divine Son's Fiancée!"

As soon as he spoke, his body trembled, and a flash of insight crossed his mind.

"Doesn't that settle it?"

Miss Feng spoke calmly, her tone resolute and composed, as if what she said was a universal truth, and all things in the world should follow its course.

"Since Ling Qingzhu is Chener's woman, then she is one of our Su Family's own, one of the future mistresses of the Su Family."

"Since she is one of our own, how can it be said that the spacetime beacon was 'snatched' by her?"

In Miss Feng's indifferent purple eyes, a glint of wisdom flashed: "It wasn't snatched, but rather choosing its master. It chose Ling Qingzhu, which means it chose Chener, and it chose our Su Family."

"This is precisely Chener's Opportunity, his destined fate."

Miss Feng's words, like the creation of heaven and earth, shook Eighteenth Ancestor's Sea of Consciousness!

All his confusion, unwillingness, and anger instantly dissipated.

In their place was an unprecedented clarity and ecstasy, like a long-awaited rain after a drought!

He stood frozen in place.

That's right!

How could I not have thought of that?!

Ling Qingzhu is His Highness the Divine Son's woman!

The things on her, aren't they His Highness the Divine Son's things?!

His Highness the Divine Son's things, aren't they equivalent to our Su Family's things?!

How is this being snatched away by someone?

This is clearly the highest Realm of 'keeping fertile water within one's own fields'!

All the unwillingness, regret, and anger in Eighteenth Ancestor's heart vanished completely!

The knot of resentment that had accumulated for millions of years now completely disappeared!

He looked at Miss Feng again.

That gaze could no longer simply be described as "worship".

It was clearly looking at a supreme deity who controlled the past, present, and future, playing with the destiny of the entire world in her palm!

Profound! Truly profound!

Miss Feng's Realm, her vision, her planning, her calculations!

Had far exceeded the imagination of an old man like him, who had lived for nearly a million years!

[So, all of this was within Miss Feng's calculations?!]

Eighteenth Ancestor's mind was in turmoil, his thoughts exploding.

[Even the ownership of the spacetime beacon, which was painstakingly sought, became part of His Highness the Divine Son's Opportunity?]

[What kind of terrifying plan is this?! What kind of heaven-defying means?! What kind of unfathomable wisdom!]

Eighteenth Ancestor trembled with excitement, his aged fingertips slightly white from exhilaration.

He looked at Feng Jiuge's transcendent back, his eyes filled with endless fanaticism and reverence!

He finally understood!

All of this was just a grand scheme!

A monumental scheme to allow His Highness the Divine Son to grow smoothly, rise rapidly, and ultimately stand proudly among all Heavens!

And they, these 'old fellows' trapped in the Lower Realm, all their self-righteous struggles and resistance, were merely insignificant pieces in this scheme!

They moved on the chessboard but never saw the full picture, let alone the one holding the pieces!

Miss Feng paid no attention to the old man behind her, who had completely fallen into self-delusion and concocted a grand drama in his mind.

Her gaze penetrated the layered Realm barriers of the Lesser Formless Realm, and then the endless Void Realm and time.

Finally, her sight steadily landed on the majestic, ancient Ascension Gate, standing atop Heavenly Pillar Mountain, exuding endless Divine Might and Law fluctuations.

That gate connected to another world, vaster, more splendid, and more dangerous.

The corners of her lips curved into an arc full of anticipation.

"Those five girls, and the old fellows behind them, are probably getting impatient waiting."

"Eighteenth."

"This old man is here!"

Eighteenth Ancestor snapped out of his endless mental conjectures, quickly and respectfully bowed in response, his posture more humble and devout than ever before.

"Pass down my command."

Miss Feng slowly turned around, and in her indifferent purple eyes, flames of "ambition" now flickered, enough to make the entire Immortal Domain tremble!

Those flames seemed to burn away all obstacles in the world, solely to reach her desired shore!

"From today onwards, the Lesser Formless Realm is completely sealed!"

Her voice was authoritative, every word like a decree, shaking the entire Void Realm.

"Until His Highness the Divine Son returns, no one is allowed to enter or exit, and no one is to interfere with his progress!"

"What we must do is wait quietly."

"Waiting for our Divine Son, on that magnificent land of the Immortal Domain..."

"To stir the unchanging winds and clouds of eternity!"

"When Chener reigns over the main lineage and ascends to that supreme position..."

"That will be the day for you all to return to glory and rule over all Heavens!"

Miss Feng's voice echoed in the grand hall for a long time, every syllable resonating with some Grand Dao Law, stirring Eighteenth Ancestor's heart and mind.

He listened, his blood boiling, and old tears instantly welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision!

He seemed to already see the magnificent and grand scene in the near future—

Their His Highness the Divine Son, treading on the bones of myriad Immortal Emperors, wielding the authority of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, leading the Su Family to the Peak of glory!

What brilliance and splendor that would be?!

"I respectfully obey Miss Feng's command!"

Eighteenth Ancestor used all his strength to heavily kowtow his forehead onto the cold void immortal gold floor tile!

A muffled thud echoed in the grand hall.

It was the most devout and loudest roar of his life!

It was surrender to destiny, and even more, an infinite yearning and fervent faith in the future!