White-haired girl, Temple Operation

The Golden Clouds had always stayed within the Forbidden Ground, not because she couldn't leave.

Rather, she needed a stable environment to comprehend the round bead.

She only remembered that since the beginning of heaven and earth, she had been fighting with that black Luck.

In the process of their countless battles, they shattered galaxies and reshaped the heavens and earth.

This round bead was also part of what they contended for.

In this world, only the Chaos Origin Divine Tree and a very few special existences could withstand the aftermath of their battles.

This round bead, permeated with Chaos Qi, was one of them.

The Source Divine Tree, needless to say, existed in the world since the beginning of heaven and earth, just like them; if one did not intentionally harm it, it would generally be fine.

Moreover, they also knew that the Source Divine Tree was the Foundation, and they would not do anything to undermine their own Foundation; their duels were also conducted far away from the Source Divine Tree.

The Golden Clouds had always wanted to pry open the Chaos round bead and peer into its mysteries, but she had gained nothing.

Because this unknown Chaos round bead was perfectly sealed, as if formed naturally, even with her strength, she could not peer into its mysteries.

"I am but one step away from directly ascending to the pinnacle of the Saintly Way: the Supreme Immortal Master."

"This round bead contains power that even I cannot control. I am certain that comprehending this Chaos round bead will allow me to take that final step."

"But how can I open it?"

She couldn't figure it out; countless eons had passed, yet there was still no progress.

And recently, her Luck had been constantly eroded by her sworn enemy. If all her Luck scattered throughout the heavens were plundered, it would somewhat affect her strength.

On one hand, she wanted to calmly comprehend and unravel the mysteries of the round bead.

On the other hand, her opponent had resurfaced, clipping her wings.

It was difficult for her to balance, to have both.

After much deliberation, she still made a decision.

"I haven't made any progress in so many years of comprehension, so a little more time won't make a difference."

"The most urgent task is to suppress her first. I will never allow her to surpass me; that would be more unbearable than killing me!"

"Let's pause for a bit."

With this thought, she uncharacteristically gathered the Golden Clouds together, and in the likeness of an Immortal Master's appearance in the world, she manifested a graceful and enchanting figure.

With pearly teeth and bright eyes, a face like a blooming flower and a full moon, her white long hair flowed down, pure and flawless, like fine rain and snowflakes drifting in the sky.

Her golden skirt swayed gracefully, half-revealing, half-concealing her beautiful legs, whose slender elegance reflected her tall figure.

Her slender waist was abundantly fruitful, as if large fruits grew on a delicate branch that could be held in one hand—would this not break the branch?

Her fair and tender neck was full of life and allure, as proud as a swan, adding much to her dignified, serious, and exquisitely beautiful face.

Her unadorned, beautiful face was already a peerless beauty in the human world.

Her white hair flowed, a gentle breeze blew, and her golden skirt, combined with her white hair, gave a sense of a golden lotus blooming amidst snowflakes.

Even the most beautiful woman in the world would feel ashamed upon seeing her.

More importantly, although she carried an ancient aura, her face was as tender as a young girl's, and her innate divinity further elevated the beauty of her countenance.

There were no words of praise in the world that could describe even one ten-thousandth of her beauty.

She gently stroked her hair, her eyes filled with disgust.

"She looks exactly like that dead guy; just seeing her makes me furious!"

She did not want to appear with that guy's face, so she covered herself with a layer of hazy Golden Clouds, at least to prevent others from seeing her.

There was an unusual sound in the Forbidden Ground, and the Elders guarding outside the Saint Hall immediately reacted.

They thought something had happened, but then they saw the Golden Clouds actually walking out, which startled them into immediately standing up to greet her, kneeling and saying:

"We respectfully welcome the Saint Venerable out of seclusion."

These kneeling individuals were all in the Primordial Chaos Realm, beings who could command wind and rain outside, yet before her, they could only prostrate themselves on the ground, bowing and kneeling.

She nodded and said, "Tell them to come see me."

After speaking, she took a light lotus step, and with one step, she entered the Void Realm and disappeared.

These Primordial Chaos Elders respectfully departed; they naturally knew who the Saint Venerable was referring to, and only those Saint existences could meet the Saint Venerable.

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In the highest-ranking palace of the Saint Hall, a white-haired young girl, whose face could not be directly gazed upon, sat lazily and casually on the main seat, fiddling with strands of her white hair.

Below, seven Saints stood respectfully in the hall, their entire bodies restraining their Holy Light; they had arrived in their true forms, not just as intentions.

However, they also kept their heads bowed, not daring to look directly at that existence.

The young girl said, "My Luck has recently diminished, but I cannot find the reason."

"This is a big problem."

Her voice was soft and gentle, nonchalant, lazy, and weak.

Those below listened, but they paid full attention, fearing to miss even the slightest detail.

She continued, "Find a way for me to uncover the person behind this."

The Grand Elder said, "Saint Venerable, even you cannot deduce it?"

"Isn't that obvious? If I could deduce it, would I need to find you?" she said, displeased.

The Elders below dared not breathe, only listening to her reprimand.

And she left no room for discussion, simply stating, "You find a way to investigate; it's decided."

With that, she turned and left, disappearing.

Seeing her leave, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Saint Venerable is truly unreasonable; she can't do it, so she makes us do it."

"The Saint Venerable has always been like this; there's no reasoning with her."

"It's been a long time, and I feel that the Saint Venerable's aura has grown much stronger; the pressure is still so intense."

"Stop chattering and get to the point," the Grand Elder pulled them back to prevent them from straying.

"Grand Elder, you know our capabilities. Even if we combine our strength, it's not enough to fight the Saint Venerable. If the Saint Venerable can't do something and asks us to, do you think we have that ability?"

The Grand Elder said seriously, "Look at your attitude. Even if you can't do it, you must show a serious demeanor."

"But the concept of Luck is ethereal and elusive. Aside from the Saint Venerable, it's very troublesome for us to interfere."

The Grand Elder said sternly, "I know it's difficult, but difficult or not, it must be done."

"Currently, all Qi Luck Children are gathered in my Central Immortal Domain, gathered in my Saint Hall, so this is a key monitoring area."

"I will be responsible for the Central Immortal Domain."

"The six of you will go your separate ways and conduct a carpet-style search, each responsible for a region of the Immortal Realm."

The Saints of the Saint Hall were dumbfounded.

A carpet-style search—wouldn't that be too much work?

"Do we have to check all Three Thousand Immortal Realms? Even a Saint doesn't have that much energy to bring the entire Immortal Realm under their control."

"Yes, I'd be overwhelmed just by real-time monitoring the movements of everyone in three hundred Immortal Domains. Even if all six of us go out, we can at most cover two-thirds of the Immortal Domains in the Immortal Realm."

"With just a few of us, our strength is insufficient."

The Grand Elder said faintly, "If you have a better method, you can say it."

Everyone was speechless.

A carpet-style search was indeed somewhat foolish, but it was currently the only effective method.

"Why aren't you going quickly! If you anger the Saint Venerable, do you still want your Saintly Positions?" the Grand Elder shouted.

"Yes, sir."

The Grand Elder said no more, but immediately took action.

Monitoring the entire Central Immortal Domain!

An imperceptible Saintly Might flowed, like murmuring water, silently permeating the Central Immortal Domain.

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When a man has good news, his spirits are high.

Another huge gain of Luck!

Xiao Fan liked this feeling of 'exploding gold coins'; a Child of Destiny was like a mobile treasure trove, as long as you were willing to 'slaughter' him, Luck would always burst out.

His Divine Thought returned to his main body, and Xiao Fan held dozens of projection stones in his hand. Fearing he might forget the titles, he even specifically marked them: Little Ox Collision [Starring Ouyang Pervert and Fang Feng].

After doing all this, he put them away, satisfied.

"Daddy, does Xiao Fang's dress look good?"

Xiao Fang ran over with bare feet, her big red dress gone, replaced by a delicate white dress, like a nimble little fairy.

She hopped and skipped in front of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fang spun around him several times, sometimes turning left, sometimes turning right, even pausing in between, afraid that Xiao Fan wouldn't see her little dress clearly.

Her nimble beautiful eyes held hope, and Xiao Fang's small hands were tightly clenched into little fists; she deliberately lowered her head to straighten her dress.

Sister Ning Bing helped me pick it, so Daddy will definitely like it.

Xiao Fan looked at Xiao Fang's excited, hopping appearance, picked her up, pinched her little face, and said with a smile, "It looks good."

"Our Xiao Fang is cute and charming; she will definitely be the most beautiful woman in the world in the future."

Xiao Fang's beautiful eyes glowed upon receiving the praise, and her joyful smile was impossible to hide, stretching almost to her ears.

"Don't praise me, don't praise me, it's embarrassing," she covered her face with her small hands, closed her eyes, and shook her head.

"Mwah~"

Unable to express her excitement, she lightly kissed Xiao Fan's cheek and said with a giggle:

"Daddy, you speak so nicely."

She struggled out of his arms, then ran to the shop assistant and said, "Pretty sister, please wrap this dress for me, thank you."

Dutiful, cute, and polite—this was his daughter.

Dragon Ningbing stood quietly beside Xiao Fan, looking at his loving smile, somewhat dazed.

She didn't know what she was thinking.

Xiao Fan smiled, "Ning Bing, don't you need to buy a little more?"

Dragon Ningbing shook her head, "No need. If I buy too much, I'll have trouble choosing. Simple is fine."

Xiao Fan took her hand, thinking, I didn't expect you to have decision paralysis.

If she didn't choose, Xiao Fan wouldn't force her.

Dragon Ningbing's uniqueness wasn't in her clothing or makeup, but in her unassuming nature and her serene and elegant temperament.

As well as her optional Dragon horns and Dragon tail.

Xiao Fang, however, was very happy with her purchases.

Her idea was simple: dress up beautifully in front of Daddy so he would praise her every day.

After shopping, the trio left the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

Xiao Fan was on the left, Dragon Ningbing on the right; both held one of Xiao Fang's hands. Xiao Fang stood in the middle and lightly jumped, using their hands to leap up, fly a distance forward, and then land again.

She never tired of it.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan felt a faint Divine Sense sweep over him.

Holy Intention!

And it was stronger than his own strength.

"Did I alarm something?"