Chang'e Can Freely Leave the Moon Palace
The Biyou Palace was filled with the aroma of wine.
Qin Feng leaned lazily against the throne, looking down at the group of beautiful women. Shi Ji was playing a drinking game with Bixiao Xiao, the Queen Mother of the West was discussing with Nuwa which fabric would be more suitable for making a new battle robe, and Yun Xiao was holding an account book with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Everything was perfect.
But there seemed to be a cold, aloof figure missing from this grand hall.
Qin Feng raised his head, his gaze piercing through the dome of the Biyou Palace, through the Thirty-Three Heavens he had just cleansed, and finally landing on the Taiyin Star, which hung alone deep in the void.
That's the moon.
It is also a Prison Cage.
Inside the Guanghan Palace, the cold wind was like a knife.
There are no seasons here, only eternal solitude and cold.
Chang'e, cradling the Jade Rabbit that no longer pounds medicine but trembles in fear, sat Moon Laurel Tree that Wu Gang had chopped down for millions of years yet still stood tall. Her snow-white dress appeared thin and helpless in this cold world.
She heard it.
Every word Qin Feng uttered when he declared the existence of the Primordial World had penetrated her ears.
"Goddess Immortal Alliance... A New Order..."
Chang'e murmured softly, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes, only to dim instantly.
She is the Taiyin Star Lord, the mistress of this Moon Palace, yet also its prisoner. The restrictions left by the ancient Heavenly Court, coupled with the laws bestowed upon the Taiyin Star by the Heavenly Dao, have bound her here. Unless the world ends, she will never be able to step out of the Guanghan Palace.
"You want to go down too, don't you?"
Chang'e stroked the Jade Rabbit in her arms and gave a bitter smile.
"Unfortunately, we are the forgotten ones."
Just then...
A warm yet domineering voice suddenly resounded within the Guanghan Palace, causing the Moon Laurel Tree to tremble.
"Forgotten?"
"Those two words don't exist in my dictionary."
Chang'e suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief as she stared into the void.
That voice... it's him!
The next second.
Qin Feng's physical form did not appear, but his will descended.
"Chang'e."
Qin Feng's voice echoed in her ears, carrying an undeniable warmth.
"Your loneliness ends here."
Before he could finish speaking...
The Guanghan Palace, which was originally filled with billions of years of frigid energy, suddenly underwent a strange change.
A tiny golden flame suddenly ignited in the center of the palace.
The flame was initially only the size of a bean, yet it emanated a terrifying aura that made even the Taiyin Law tremble. It was the Chaos Fire, the ancestor of all fires, and the nemesis of all cold.
Boom!
The flames swelled in the wind.
In a single breath, the flame transformed into a miniature "sun," hanging above the main hall of the Guanghan Palace.
Sizzle sizzle--
The ice, which had accumulated over countless eons, didn't even have a chance to resist under the radiance of this "sun," instantly turning into billowing heat.
warm.
An unprecedented, deep-seated warmth enveloped Chang'e's entire body.
The Jade Rabbit in her arms stretched comfortably, then jumped off and rolled around on the floor, which had been icy cold but was now warm and smooth.
"This... this is..."
Chang'e reached out her hand, feeling the warmth from her fingertips, and tears instantly blurred her vision.
The Moon Palace is no longer a cold palace.
But this is just the beginning.
"Since she's my woman, she shouldn't be bound by any rules."
Qin Feng's voice rang out again, carrying an arrogant air of looking down upon the world.
"Even the will of the Taiyin Star won't work."
Click!
Outside the Guanghan Palace, the invisible Taiyin barrier that separated the inside from the outside emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain.
Under the scorching heat of the Chaos Fire, the chains of law that even Daluo Golden Immortal could not shake were now as fragile as a piece of paper scorched by fire.
Collapse!
The chain broke.
In that instant, Chang'e felt a certain shackle deep within her soul completely disappear. She looked at the open door in front of her, a door that had once seemed so close yet so far, now embracing her with open arms.
She can leave now.
You can go to any corner of the Three Realms anytime, anywhere.
What are you looking at?
Qin Feng's laughter carried a hint of teasing.
"Aren't you coming down? Do you want me to go upstairs and carry you down?"
"No... no need!"
Chang'e hurriedly wiped away her tears, but a smile bloomed on her lips that could outshine the stars in the sky.
She stood up.
This time, there was no hesitation, no concern.
Call--!
A streak of light pierced the silent night sky.
The Great Sage, who were carrying bricks on the ruins of the South Heaven Gate, suddenly felt a bright light above their heads.
Yuanshi Tianzun subconsciously looked up, almost dropping the shovel in his hand.
"That's... Chang'e?"
Grand Supreme Elder Lao squinted at the figure that had rushed down from the moon, still steaming, and his old face twitched.
"The Moon Palace... is on fire?"
"No, that's the aura of Chaos Fire!"
The Jieyin Daoren gasped, his eyes filled with horror.
"That wicked star, he actually crammed a sun into the extremely yin and cold Taiyin Star? This... isn't this chaos? What about the balance of yin and yang?"
"Balance?"
Zhunti Daoren threw the broken tile in his hand to the ground, his face full of bitterness.
"What balance is there in front of Qin Feng? His words are the balance."
"Stop looking and get to work. Didn't you see Chang'e has gone down? Now there's another Empress in the Biyou Palace. If we're slow, we'll probably get scolded again."
The Four Saints exchanged a glance, sighed in unison, and lowered their heads to continue their arduous work of repairing the gate.
The main hall of the Biyou Palace.
The women seemed to have sensed something was amiss, and they all stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes toward the outside of the palace gate.
Nuwa smiled and casually straightened her sleeves.
"They've arrived."
The words had barely left his mouth.
A graceful figure, like a swallow returning to its nest, carrying the lingering fragrance of Moon Laurel, rushed directly into the main hall.
She ignored the pairs of scrutinizing eyes around her.
They ignored the terrifying aura emanating from this great hall, a aura powerful enough to suppress all the heavens.
At this moment, all she could see was the man sitting high on the throne, his arms outstretched towards her.
That face was her only solace in her millions of years of loneliness.
It was her salvation.
"Qin Feng--!"
Chang'e called out the name she had repeated countless times in her heart.
Bang!
She crashed heavily into Qin Feng's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist as if she wanted to meld herself into his very bones.
Tears streamed down her face.
It instantly soaked Qin Feng's clothes.
There were no lengthy words, no complaints or grievances.
Only this one embrace, given with all my might, released the grievances and longing that had spanned countless years.
Inside the main hall, all was quiet.
Even Bixiao, who loved to stir up trouble, obediently shut her mouth at this moment, her eyes shining with gratitude.
Qin Feng looked down at the stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, who was crying her eyes out, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.
He reached out and gently patted Chang'e's trembling back.
"Alright, stop crying."
"Your makeup's all ruined. If those little demons down there see this, they'll think I've been bullying you."
Chang'e buried her face in his chest, shaking her head desperately, but refusing to let go even a little.
"Let them see!"
"I was bullied by you... Why did it take you so long to come... Why did you make me wait so long...?"
Her voice choked with emotion, carrying a hint of coquetry and a touch of reproach.
Qin Feng smiled.
He laughed freely and unrestrainedly.
He raised his hand, his fingertips lifting Chang'e's tear-streaked chin, gazing at that face that could bewitch all beings.
"It was my fault."
"As compensation, you don't need to return to the Moon Palace anymore."
"You can choose any room in the Biyou Palace; stay wherever you want. If you think it's not big enough, I'll tear down the Lingxiao Palace in the Heavenly Court and build you a villa."
Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West of the West couldn't help but roll her eyes, but her eyes were full of laughter.
"Alright, stop with the mushy stuff."
The Queen Mother of the West stepped forward and handed over a silk handkerchief.
"Welcome home, Chang'e."
Nuwa also came over, took Chang'e's hand, and spoke gently.
"From now on, we're family. If anyone dares to bully you, Qin Feng won't even need to lift a finger; your sister will take care of them."
Chang'e stared blankly at the two most noble women in the Primordial World before her.
There was no rejection.
There was no jealousy.
Only genuine acceptance.
She turned to look at Qin Feng and found that the bad man was winking at her.
At this moment, the coldness of the Guanghan Palace became a thing of the past.
"Um!"
Chang'e nodded vigorously, her tears turning into a smile.
That smile, like the Ming Yue breaking through the clouds, instantly illuminated the entire Biyou Palace.
Just then...
A commotion suddenly arose outside the main hall.
Then Grand Supreme Elder Lao came running in, panting, carrying a huge toad that he had caught from who-knows-where.
"Reporting... reporting to the Heavenly Emperor!"
Grand Supreme Elder Lao looked on with a fawning expression.
"The Moon Palace shook just now, and this Toad Spirit tried to escape in the chaos, but I, this old Daoist priest, held it down! How about... we add a dish for the Empress tonight?"
Qin Feng's lips twitched.
That old man adapted to his role pretty quickly.
"Reward."
Qin Feng waved his hand dismissively.
"Forget about this toad, it's disgusting to look at. But since you're so kind, the dishes tonight are yours."
Grand Supreme Elder Lao: "..."