In the Medicine Palace where Saint Jiang of the Holy Zhi Palace resided, a woman sat quietly in a courtyard.
She was dressed in thin clothes, which made her look simple and elegant, simple and clean, but she was still breathtakingly beautiful. The only thing that was lacking was the expression on her beautiful face, or rather, there was no expression at all. It was like stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.
There was no way to tell whether she was happy or angry, so she looked exceptionally lonely.
At this time, footsteps were heard, and Little Butterfly walked over. Looking at the quiet figure, even though she was a very beautiful woman herself, she was still stunned. The temperament of the number one beauty of the Eastern State was different from before, as if she had completely lost the aura of the mortal world and was detached from the world.
It was as if she was no longer a person of the mortal world.
"Senior Glass Saint, the people of Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple are still outside the door, refusing to leave," said Little Butterfly.
"Let them in," said the Glass Saint, and even her voice was calm.
Little Butterfly nodded lightly, then turned and left, calling the people of Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple inside while she waited outside.
At this time, a figure came over and called, "Little Butterfly."
"You came to see the Glass Saint?" Little Butterfly's beautiful eyes showed a gentle smile as she looked at Ye Futian.
"How is she?" asked Ye Futian.
"It seems that the Glass Saint is really not going to rebuild Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple. No matter how hard the people of Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple begged, she is still indifferent. According to the Master, after the battle between the Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King, the Love Destroyer Sword cut off the Great Zhou Sacred King's path. Similarly, the Love Destroyer Sword, which was integrated with the Glass Saint's path of cultivation, was destroyed, and she herself was greatly injured. She may have entered a very mysterious state, destroyed her own emotions, and has no emotions," said Little Butterfly.
Ye Futian had a strange look on his face. Had she become heartless?
The Glass Saint's obsession in this life was to kill Zhou Zhiming and destroy the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. Now that she had her revenge, perhaps she did not even know what she wanted to pursue.
When a cultivator of the Saint Plane had no firm belief, could he still be called a saint?
There was the sound of footsteps. Ye Futian looked up and saw a group of women from Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple walking out. They could not hide the disappointment in their eyes. After seeing Ye Futian, one of them bowed slightly and said, "Palace Lord Ye, we have disturbed you for many days. We will take our leave now."
"The Glass Saint refused to go back with you?" asked Ye Futian.
They shook their heads and said, "We don't know what happened to the Hallmaster, but we respect the Hallmaster's choice. However, we will still think of a way to rebuild the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple."
"If you're willing, you can stay and cultivate in the Holy Zhi Palace. Maybe one day, the Glass Saint will change her mind." Ye Futian said. They were all stunned, then looked at each other. Clearly, they were somewhat tempted by Ye Futian's suggestion.
Things were different now. The Holy Zhi Palace was glorious now, and it would become even more powerful in the future. It was obviously very beneficial for their cultivation, but when they thought about how they were from the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple, they felt a little lonely.
The Holy Zhi Palace was powerful, but the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple would become history.
Perhaps one day, the Temple Master would change his mind.
"Let's discuss this," someone said.
"Alright." Ye Futian nodded. Everyone bowed slightly and left.
Ye Futian was not in the courtyard. The Glass Saint was still standing there quietly, with her back to him.
He walked to the Glass Saint's side and stood quietly beside her. White clothes and white hair, the two of them seemed not to be of this world.
"I heard that you're not going to leave the Holy Zhi Palace?" Ye Futian asked.
The Glass Saint still stood there quietly. After a while, she said, "I just haven't figured out where I want to go."
"Why?" Ye Futian turned his eyes to the Glass Saint and asked, "Shouldn't you want to kill me?"
In the imperial mausoleum, the Glass Saint and Zhou Zhiming were both oppressed by the Great Path. He had taken advantage of the Glass Saint and broken her mind. The Glass Saint must have hated him. But because of Zhou Zhiming, she had to continue working with him and even went to Qingzhou City to provoke him to come back.
But now that Zhou Zhiming was dead, shouldn't the Glass Saint hate him?
He looked at the beautiful profile of the Glass Saint. The temperament of the Glass Saint seemed to have become different from before. Although she used to cultivate the Way of Emotionlessness and became indifferent after removing her disguise, she still had seven emotions and six desires and could not cut off her own emotions.
But at this moment, the Glass Saint seemed to have no emotions.
Hearing Ye Futian's words, there was a ripple in Glass Saint's eyes that were as calm as stagnant water. Perhaps it was because what Ye Futian had done to her was too deep, so deep into her soul, so there was a ripple in her heart. But her face was still as cold as before.
She did not respond. She turned around and seemed to be ready to leave.
"Where are you going?" Ye Futian asked.
"I haven't decided yet," the Glass Saint replied.
"Since you haven't decided yet, stay in the Holy Zhi Palace for the time being." Ye Futian turned and looked at her back.
The Glass Saint did not step out. She looked back at Ye Futian, but she did not refuse his proposal.
Ye Futian sighed in his heart when he saw those beautiful eyes without any emotion. Although he was extremely unhappy with what the Glass Saint had done in the Imperial Mausoleum, the grudge between the Glass Saint and Zhou Zhiming, the death of Jiang Yuchan, and the fact that the Glass Saint had helped him in the Sacred War, no matter what her motive was, those grudges could be considered settled.
He did not resent her anymore. He even felt some sympathy for the Glass Saint. From her, Ye Futian felt a trace of sadness. Perhaps it was the feeling of being in the same boat.
He had paid a terrible price in this battle.
The Glass Saint seemed to be the victor, but had she really won? Her obsession of many years had finally come to an end. Zhou Zhiming was dead, but the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple was also disbanded. She had no emotions and was emotionless. If she really cut off her emotions, what was the difference between her and the walking dead?
Therefore, he felt a little sad. He would rather see a Glass Saint who hated him.
Did she really not even hate him anymore?
The seven emotions of human beings were joy, anger, sorrow, joy, fear, love, and evil.
Cutting off emotions, cutting off emotions, had he cut off the seven emotions?
"If you still haven't thought about it, then stay here. I will order people to build a Lapis Lazuli Palace in the Holy Zhi Palace," Ye Futian said and then turned to leave.
The Glass Saint looked at his back, and her eyes were still as calm as water.
…
Time passed day by day. The storm of the destruction of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Xihua Sacred Mountain swept through the land of the Nine States and did not subside for a long time.
The cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light did not dare to go out at will. Yu Sheng of the Holy Zhi Palace stood guard outside the Hall of Holy Light and killed the cultivators who came out. Since then, the cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light had all shut themselves up. The top five holy lands of the Nine States had been forced to this point, which showed the strength of the Barren State's Holy Zhi Palace.
Xia Qingyuan sent someone to the Holy Zhi Palace. This time, she did not go in person, but sent someone to pass the message. The three holy lands of the Endless Ocean had agreed to his conditions, but there was one bottom line that Ye Futian could not directly let the Holy Zhi Palace replace the three holy lands. The three holy lands must still stand in the Endless Ocean and pass down their legacy from generation to generation. They hoped to worship Ye Futian as the Ocean King and ask for peace with an attitude of submission.
In this way, it was equivalent to protecting the three holy lands. They would not have to disband and be hunted down, and they could continue to pass down their legacy.
Ye Futian would leave one day, and it was impossible to control them all the time, so they were willing to take a step back and make a compromise.
The saints were willing to bow their heads.
Of course, this was a last resort. In the face of the general trend, if they did not bow their heads, who could guarantee their future survival?
Instead, they were willing to pay some price.
Ye Futian accepted their conditions. He did not have the idea of letting the Holy Zhi Palace replace the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean, but it was not a problem to use it to strengthen the Holy Zhi Palace.
After the two sides reached an agreement, the news spread throughout the land of the Nine States and caused another uproar.
At the same time, another news came out at the same time. The Nine State Forum would be held on the first day of the next year.
If that was all, it was not worth the attention of the Nine States.
But this time, the venue of the Nine State Forum was the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State.
As a result, it instantly caused a stir in the Nine States.
The Holy Zhi Palace, which was not even qualified to participate in the Nine State Forum and was excluded, would be holding the Nine State Forum in less than ten years. It was like a dream.
Many people thought that the Nine State Forum being held in the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State also symbolized that the rise of the Holy Zhi Palace was unstoppable.
This year's Nine State Forum would definitely have a special meaning.
The 10,018th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar was coming to an end, and the Holy Zhi Palace was bustling. The Holy Zhi Palace summoned the skilled craftsmen of the Barren State to completely rebuild the Holy Zhi Palace in preparation for the Nine State Forum.
Not only was the Holy Zhi Palace busy, but the entire Barren State was also very lively. Cultivators from all over the Nine States gathered in Zhongzhou City of the Barren State. For a time, the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State was the focus of the Nine States.
After the incident at the Imperial Mausoleum, the Barren State was once again the focus of the entire Nine States. It was just that in the last battle at the Imperial Mausoleum, the Barren State seemed to be dispensable, and no one cared. But this time, the Barren State was the absolute protagonist.
At this time, in a famous restaurant in Zhongzhou City, many cultivators gathered there, discussing the Nine State Forum.
Most of them came for the Nine State Forum.
"The Holy Zhi Palace announced to the Barren State that anyone who can pass the screening and participate in the Nine State Forum's Law Battles can enter the Holy Zhi Palace to cultivate in the future. It doesn't matter what you can achieve in the Nine State Forum, but you must seize the opportunity to enter the Holy Zhi Palace," someone said at this time.
"It is said that Palace Lord Ye is infatuated with love. Because he misses his wife, his hair is already white, but he looks even more handsome. If he enters the Holy Zhi Palace, he may have the opportunity to get close to the legendary figure of the Barren State," a woman said softly.
"You can't be thinking of entering the Holy Zhi Palace as the wife of the Palace Lord, are you?" Someone laughed and said, "I advise you not to have such thoughts. Let alone the Barren State, in the land of the Nine States, aside from the late wife, how many people can be worthy of Palace Lord Ye?"
The woman's cultivation was not high, and it was just a fantasy. Hearing the attacks of the people, she could not help but blush, and she lowered her head in silence.
In the restaurant, there was a group of people drinking to drown their sorrows. One of them was a former disciple of the Holy Zhi Palace, Zhuge Xing.
The others were also from the Zhuge family. Back then, the Zhuge family was split into two major factions. Zhuge Qingfeng's faction followed Ye Futian through life and death, and Zhuge Xing's elder's faction was independent.
Now, Ye Futian stood at the top of the Barren State, and the people of the Barren State respected him as a god. In fact, there was no one in the Nine States who did not know of him, and his Saint Plane cultivators listened to his orders. In this restaurant, if anyone dared to say anything bad about Ye Futian, they would probably be attacked by the crowd. The people from Zhuge Qingfeng's faction would definitely have a glorious future.
Thinking of this, they did not know what to feel!
PS: There was an error in the time of the previous chapter, and it has been corrected, but it does not affect reading. It's fine as long as everyone knows it. I often get confused when I write too many words. Sorry!
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