[One month later, at the succession ceremony of the Supreme Dharma Sect, you watched Yue Yunqing ascend to the position of sect master.]
[Three months after that, a Pure Yang Palace rose with the terrain on Zhenhai Island, built expressly for your secluded cultivation.]
[Within the palace lay a spirit pool, its shimmering waters reflecting a face of world-toppling beauty. Had Shi Jinghong been there, she would have been stunned.]
[The reflection in the pool was none other than the Moon Venerable of the Supreme Dharma Sect.]
[A soul form floated gracefully up from the depths. The woman was exquisitely elegant, and she spoke with a smile: "Sect Master Chen truly kept his word."]
["In less than three months, you helped Lingxiao form a Yin Spirit."]
[You looked at the shadowy soul in the hall, gathered from the soul-light within the Mother Tear of the Immortal's Tear. Only after forty-nine days of nourishment in a pool of extreme yin had she taken form.]
[You descended the hall steps. The Pure Yang energy surrounding you was firm and pure, yet it did not harm the shadowy soul before you in the slightest. "If I hadn't gone to Zhanglong Island that day, did Moon Venerable have other plans?"]
[Moon Venerable smiled softly, light seeming to ripple through her eyes. "I had a fallback, though it might not have been reliable. I knew long ago that I could hardly escape the control of the Heavenly Ones and those people of Imperial Homeland. Now that the chance to ascend has appeared, which of those Supreme Grandmasters above the clouds would welcome another rival?"]
["Surviving the Third Nine Heavenly Tribulation this time was my only chance to break free of this prison of heaven and earth."]
["As for you, Sect Master Chen—perhaps I acted on