Translator: Fate Proofreader: Silavin Needless to say, the scene that was now taking place outside the Supreme Stygian Gates was amazingly dramatic. Initially, various Sects and factions came to Supreme Stygian Holy Land with aggression and resolution, but they were now as tame as a dog. Even the old emperor of the Apollo Empire, who was highly belligerent, was being held down by his subordinates. If any clueless person were to see the scene, they would believe that the attackers were all from a gigantic family. [Such is the wonder of possessing unrivaled power in the world! If Qingge continues to please Prince Gu, retaining the connection between them, every single soul in Eastern Barren would surely bow down to Supreme Stygian Holy Land!] The Supreme Stygian Archbishop sighed out of astonishment in his heart, growing thrilled as he imagined his future. Despite the complacency on his face, he was aware that if Gu Changge wasn’t on their side, they would have been devastated and turned into ashes by those enormous forces in a flash. In fact, not only the Archbishop, but the entire Supreme Stygian Holy Land was massively grateful for Gu Changge as they understood that he was the very reason that the enemies halted their attacks, knowing full well Gu Changge could have easily revoked what he had given. “If you wish to see Prince Gu, you’ll have to prove your sincerity. Not just anyone in the world gets to see him.” With that, the Archbishop scoffed, and having said that, he paraded on the beam that subsequently appeared under his feet. Quickly, he walked through the gates, disregarding the presence of the attackers as he hastily retreated to inquire whether Gu Changge was willing to show himself to the enemies. After all, the young master wasn’t a playtoy he should be flaunting at his enemies. The Supreme Stygian Archbishop hurried to Gu Changge in the palace and laid out everything. Dazed was Gu Changge when he found out the Archbishop was using his own name to taunt the enemies, though he didn’t care much for the matter. Thereupon, he instructed the Archbishop to improvise around the situation as he had another engaging show to catch up with—one that hopefully, Su Qingge wouldn’t mess up. … “Damn Su Taixuan and his insolence! How I wish to rip his face off!” “Right! What is he so boastful for? He’s just lucky!” Outside the Supreme Stygian Gates, many were enraged, and at the same time envious. Nevertheless, none of them dared to charge into the gates as all of them had figured out that Supreme Stygian Holy Land must have succeeded in pleasing the mysterious young master. Given their Archbishop’s boldness in uttering such words, it was insinuated that the mysterious young master’s background was not to be underestimated, and crossing him would only bring forth devastation upon their own Sects. Of course, many, especially the exceptional youths from various holy lands and empires, were also curious about the young master. These exceptional youths comprised of both male and female talents whose training was fruitful, evident by the radiating lights whirling around their bodies. These self-proclaimed superior youthful figures of Eastern Barren, in that instant, were remarkably frightened by what happened today, already trembling although the supposed young master had yet to even show himself. “This is truly perplexing! Could he be a young being from the Middle State?” A gold-haired young man asked out of curiosity. He, the Saint of Pseudo-Sol Holy Land, followed his elders today to participate in the battle, and at the same time to widen his horizons, only to be slapped with such a melodramatic event. Thus, he subconsciously assumed the mysterious young master to be a young being that came from the Middle State to undergo his training. Compared to the rather barren Eastern Barren, the Middle State was filled with outstanding cultivators and blessed with fertile soil. It was said that some factions in the Middle State could even tether their lands to the mythical Beyond, and their ancestors who had ascended to the Beyond had also grown unimaginably overpowered. “Perhaps this is more complicated than we expected. The forces from the Middle State are indeed powerful, but it’s not enough for the Supreme Stygian Archbishop to be so full of himself. What happened today is indeed a surprise…” Hearing that, Zhao Tian, the Supreme Elder of Pseudo-Sol Holy Land, forced a bitter grin. Although he appeared as mighty as the gods, he, like the rest, did not dare to advance as he could only wait patiently before the Supreme Stygian Gates. … In the meantime, after Gu Changge left the pagoda, Su Qingge was left dumbfounded for a while before she retreated to her chamber in the palace where she trained and lived. She seemed rather perturbed as she was contemplating what it was that she had done to upset Gu Changge, causing him to depart so speedily without even telling her the reasons. Sadly, despite pondering for half a day, she failed to figure it out. [That’s Prince Gu for you. He’s as ambiguous as ever, and I can’t even tell what he’s thinking. It would be extremely difficult to gain the favor of such a confusing man…] As for the invading forces, Su Qingge wasn’t at all concerned. Acknowledging Gu Changge’s background, she could already foresee what was to happen. As long as the attackers weren’t ignorant, they wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on Supreme Stygian Holy Land, where Gu Changge currently resided. Perhaps, they would still fear to do so in the future. “Someone’s in the palace…” Swiftly, she revealed a scowl. Essentially, as the Supreme Stygian Saintess who had undergone training all her life, she was one of the most proficient among her peers. Thus, she managed to sense the aura closing in on her. At that moment, the person, who was in hiding, revealed himself. “Qingge…” The individual seemed awfully petty with his flawless but blanched face and a pair of reddened eyes as well as an unkempt hair. It was clear that time hadn’t been kind to him. In spite of that, the individual seemed notably emotional and excited as he had finally found the person he had been yearning and worrying for. “Ye Chen…” Recognizing Ye Chen, Su Qingge scowled. Ever since he was imprisoned, she had never asked about her nor had she visited him. Since she had given Gu Changge her word—to stop caring about Ye Chen, that was what she intended to do. After all, she was a woman of integrity.