As chance would have it, while Shen Bore was speaking with the Void God Sheyuan, the usually quiet Taichu Divine Palace on Taichu Star also received a visitor.
The mistress of this magnificent palace, the Primordial Profound Goddess, reclined against the railing of a waterside pavilion, regarding the equally regal and incomparably beautiful noblewoman before her with a half-smile.
"No wonder all the magpies in the palace were calling today. An honored guest has come to my door. I am truly curious-what could have brought the Lord of Years, who has not set foot on Taichu Star for three hundred and sixty thousand years and would not even speak a word to me, to my humble home today?"
The visitor opposite her was none other than Li Mountain Old Mother.
Clad in white, her bearing cool and aloof, she met the Primordial Profound Goddess's gaze with emotionless eyes. "If you cannot guess why I came, stop calling yourself the Lord of Ten Thousand Schemes. Step down and make way for someone worthy."
The Primordial Profound Goddess clicked her tongue. Lazily propping her head on one hand, she looked at the landscaped scenery outside the pavilion.
"It is about that scumbag Xuanhuang, is it not? As far as I know, Shen Bore rather enjoys his clashes with Chu Xisheng. In all these millions of years, he has rarely encountered an opponent who could frustrate him.
"But abandon your fantasies, Li Mountain. I know you care deeply, and I admire that Contemporary Human Sovereign too. He is cleverer than Xuanhuang. But if he wants to restore Xuanhuang to normal, that is impossible.
"What do you take Shen Bore for? Do you think those Ancestral Gods are idiots? If you want that scumbag out of the Underground Cave, the Human Race of the