The Central Palace of Mysterious Capital was utterly silent.
The graceful figure seated upon the jade dais was veiled by profound currents of presence cascading outward, making her difficult to discern for a moment.
The big, plump girl only felt that Her Ladyship had grown ever more frail, as though a gust of wind might scatter her.
Her nine ferocious heads drooped slightly, and her voice was timid, afraid of disturbing her:
"If you're unwilling, Your Ladyship, then forget it. There's no need to wrong yourself."
Seeing Gui'er, who ordinarily feared neither heaven nor earth, act this way, Lady Mysterious Maiden's lips curved with a trace of a smile:
"What nonsense are you talking? How could I be wronged? If he were merely the [Yin Heavenly Son], your ladyship could still call it 'marrying beneath herself';
"if he became the [Great Bright Venerable], his Dao would conflict with mine, and there would be nothing more to discuss;
"yet he just had to acquire the perfect [Sage King] destiny, even more extraordinary than the nine-times-nine number and the fate of utmost Yang. Your ladyship is already too far beneath him to aspire to such a match."
Gui'er had wanted to argue a little, praising Her Ladyship's beauty, kindness, vast Divine Abilities, and innate origins. Looking across the Jambudvipa Vast Land, whom was she unworthy of marrying?
But a [Sage King] destiny was simply too august and illustrious, already the pinnacle of fortune, surpassing even an Imperial Lord of the Immortal Dao by a fraction.
For all she knew, that fellow really was some Sect-tier organization's outstanding True Disciple, a candidate for Dao Child, an unparalleled talent who would contend for the position of "heir apparent" in the future.
The big, plump girl squeezed her eyes shut and spoke solemnly, as though