Within the Central Palace of Mysterious Capital, a deep, unfathomable presence streamed down in all directions, like layer upon layer of curtains unfurling.
As Jiang Yi stepped into the hall, a tiny candle flame suddenly lit up within the vast chamber, reflected in the eyes of the Graceful Woman seated upon the Jade Platform.
"What a privilege it is to meet the new lord of [Lesser Yang]."
The soft, delicate voice reached Jiang Yi's ears. Unlike Xiao Qiao's lively sweetness, this Empress whose name he did not know possessed a somewhat cooler elegance.
The Great Dao revered Yin-Yang.
The golden seats evolved and condensed from it naturally stood a cut above the rest, commanding respect wherever their holders went.
An ordinary cultivator, not merely at the Seventh Level of Qi Refining but even a great True Person of Foundation Establishment with all Five Fates complete, would have had to kneel obediently and kowtow.
The "Lord" in True Lord was an honorific ordained by the Heavenly Lord.
Once someone ascended a golden seat, the myriad heavens and worlds paid homage to them. It was the highest honor a cultivator could attain.
"For this Lower Cultivator to behold Your Ladyship's heavenly countenance is truly the good fortune of three lifetimes."
Jiang Yi bowed slightly and cupped his hands in a respectful salute.
However exalted [Lesser Yang] was, it could not put a Qi Refining cultivator on equal footing with a True Lord.
Lady Mysterious Maiden lowered her eyes toward him. When a True Lord examined someone, she looked neither at their outward appearance nor their bone structure, but only at their Dao Nature.
"Bing Fire blazes fiercely and brilliantly; Ding Fire conceals itself deep within. Your fate configuration is perfect and complete, your fortune hidden and yet to manifest... worthy indeed of