Before the Primordial Immortal Stele, the Primordial Female Saint Lord seemed to be in a deep slumber, seated cross-legged on a prayer mat with her bright eyes closed, her jade-like beauty picturesque.
Her dark, silky hair cascaded down to her graceful hips. Her peerlessly beautiful face was stunningly gorgeous, her willow-leaf eyebrows arched gracefully, her eyelashes long and upturned, her delicate nose elegantly straight, her red lips soft and alluring, her pearly teeth crystalline and sparkling.
Her delicate figure was clad in a noble Saint Lord's robe, her hands resting peacefully, her jade fingers slender and fair, her long legs straight. Divine radiance permeated and coiled around her body, making the Primordial Female Saint Lord appear even more transcendent, breathtaking enough to topple cities and captivate the world.
At this moment, the Primordial Female Saint Lord lacked the domineering, peerless forcefulness she had displayed at the Heavenly Pass. With her eyes closed, her beautiful face serene, she resembled a divine fairy, her skin like ice and bones like jade, emanating a jade-like luster.
Although the Primordial Immortal Stele beside her recorded the greatest secret of the entire Tai Chu Sacred Land, Ye Chen paid it no mind. At this moment, his gaze was fixed solely on his fiancée, the Goddess, unwilling to leave, tightly locked onto her beautiful visage.
Just like that, he had already sat down cross-legged before the Goddess, his gaze never leaving her. One of his large hands had long since gently caressed that peerless, world-toppling face, feeling the tender, elastic smoothness of the Goddess's jade-like complexion.
His fingers slowly descended, stroking those soft, alluring, crimson lips, like plum blossoms dotting auspicious snow—so striking they could drive any man in the world to madness.
"Jingruo..."
Ye Chen murmured softly twice. Gone was the lofty superiority from the Ancient Orchid World, gone was the domineering forcefulness from the starry expanse of the Heavenly Pass. What remained was merely an ordinary man's infatuation with the woman he loved.
All along, he had been cultivating, rarely spending time with them. His heart held regret. Even in this life, they had only gathered briefly for a moment before parting again for fifteen or sixteen years.
"Sorry I'm late. But I'll wait for you to return from your Samsara rebirth."
He spoke softly, then closed his eyes, lowered his head, and gently kissed the Goddess's red lips, preparing to leave.
But at this moment, the lips about to depart suddenly pressed tightly against his. A pair of slender, jade-like hands tightly encircled his waist, and a mature, beautiful, delicate figure actively nestled into his embrace.
An enchanting, familiar fragrance assailed his face, flooding into his nostrils.
Ye Chen was startled, opening his eyes to see that breathtakingly beautiful face. Her bright eyes, which seemed to contain autumn waters, were now open, fixed on him with boundless affection.
"This..."
Ye Chen was utterly astonished. The Primordial Female Saint Lord had actually awakened. Wasn't she supposed to be undergoing Samsara rebirth?
The Primordial Female Saint Lord's pearly teeth bit down hard on Ye Chen's lower lip, making him grunt in pain. He hurriedly pushed her away, covering his lower lip innocently. "Sister Jingruo, why did you bite me?"
*Slap!*
A slap landed on Ye Chen's left cheek, leaving him completely dumbfounded. The Goddess giggled charmingly, appearing exceptionally alluring and bewitching. "Not just bite you, but also slap you, you little scoundrel who made your sister wait so long. Have you forgotten? God said, even if your left cheek is struck, you should offer your right cheek to be struck as well."
As she spoke, the Goddess actually made a move. Her slender jade hand swept out, and it actually contained profound mysteries within its motion. The strike was terrifyingly powerful.
This was no longer a simple slap; she was almost going all out.
Naturally, Ye Chen dared not be negligent. He directly blasted out with divine fists, colliding with the jade palm. A thunderous explosion sounded, but not a shred of energy leaked out; it was all completely neutralized in the collision.
"Little brother, it's been a few years. You seem to have grown much stronger," the Goddess said, her body as soft and seductive as a beautiful serpent. She gently evaded Qian Yue's horizontal fist strike, giggling charmingly, appearing exceptionally alluring and captivating.
But who was she? The Primordial Female Saint Lord, not weak in the slightest. Her attacks were fast as lightning, and each strike carried the weight of Mount Tai bearing down—her strength was incredibly powerful, making it hard to believe she was merely a woman. Clearly, she was far more terrifying than countless men.
Her delicate hands radiated a brilliant dawn-like light. Her slender jade fingers flicked out repeatedly, each flick carrying the force of ten thousand jun, extremely terrifying—enough to send even a Saint flying.
"Hasn't Sister grown even more formidable?" Ye Chen spoke up. Moonlight and starlight flowed between his fingers and palms, shining brilliantly as he also engaged in finger-to-finger combat.
In a short moment, the two had exchanged thousands of finger and palm strikes. Their speed was terrifyingly indescribable, astonishing to behold.
Moreover, every movement they made was filled with profound mysteries, harboring extraordinary traces of the Great Dao.
Finally, Ye Chen actively retreated. He couldn't truly fight the Goddess.
The Goddess giggled charmingly, alluring and captivating. "Little brother, where are you going? Come over to your sister's side quickly."
Ye Chen was helpless. If there was any woman in this world who could suppress him, it truly was none other than Zhao Jingruo.
Probably no one else in the world would believe that the mighty, invincible Battle Saint King, who faced everything with forcefulness and dominance, also had such a helpless side.
Naturally, this so-called helplessness was probably something countless men across the myriad realms would wish for.
After the commotion, the Goddess regained her calmness, sitting cross-legged once more. Ye Chen noticed that the aura around her flickered faintly, appearing very strange.
Although she was physically present, it seemed her consciousness could vanish at any moment. This state was very peculiar, astonishing to witness.
The Goddess, Zhao Jingruo, beckoned with her hand and said softly, "Little brother, come here. I cannot stray too far from this Primordial Immortal Stele, or I cannot awaken."
Hearing this, Ye Chen finally understood. Her awakening and return were deeply connected to the Primordial Immortal Stele.
Or perhaps it could be said that it was precisely because of this mysterious Primordial Immortal Stele that the Primordial Female Saint Lord was able to awaken from Samsara—and only temporarily at that.
"Jingruo, I'm sorry for coming to find you so late. It's my fault."
Ye Chen sat down again before Zhao Jingruo, speaking softly with apology in his voice.
The Primordial Female Saint Lord gently shook her head. Her jade hand softly caressed Ye Chen's face, her eyes brimming with barely suppressed affection. She said softly, "Little brother, you really made us wait a long time."
"I'm sorry..."
A thousand words, ten thousand phrases, ultimately condensed into just these words of apology.
At this moment, the two gazed at each other, looking quietly, neither speaking a word. Yet a rare warmth permeated the space between them.
After a long while, Ye Chen took hold of the Goddess's delicate hand and softly recounted everything that had happened over the past three years. He added no embellishments, his words calm, even though the events had been heart-stopping and shocking—almost every one capable of shaking the myriad realms.
Yet, regarding all this, the Primordial Female Saint Lord remained very calm, only occasionally showing a flicker of surprise.
Because regarding Ye Chen, she deeply understood just how extraordinary this man she deeply loved was. It was only natural for him to achieve such accomplishments.
"Little brother, I'm sorry," the Primordial Female Saint Lord suddenly said.
"Why?" Ye Chen was taken aback.
The Primordial Female Saint Lord said calmly, "During my Samsara rebirth, I have already married and had a child!"