Divine Art “All Beings Are Equal” was Ye Yu’s only way to turn the tables!
He formed a true vacuum zone—within it, no one could draw on divine power or maintain any link to a divine artifact. All attacks had to rely solely on physical strength!
This was custom-made territory for Ye Yu’s advantage!
However, “All Beings Are Equal” was not invincible. Taishi Xiaxin’s realm was that of an Ancient God—two full sub-realms above Ye Yu’s. In such a case, the duration of the vacuum zone would be sharply compressed! Ye Yu knew this well. From the very start, he never expected to kill Taishi Xiaxin outright; instead, he aimed to sever Taishi Xiaxin’s connection to the Evil-Subduing Bell. Without divine power fueling it, the Nine-Radiance Evil-Subduing Barrier would inevitably vanish without a trace. That would be Ye Yu’s opportunity!
In fact, when he was being hunted by Wuzhong Mountain’s forces, Ye Yu had already prepared a backup plan—reaching out to a friend for help! Note: a friend, not his Daoist partner. His partner, Yinghuo, was still in closed-door cultivation and could not be summoned. But Balance Deity Yu Buxia was different—she was like a street-smart rogue who lounged about all day yet would roll up her sleeves to help without hesitation when needed. For example, when he smashed Shen Kangren, she had jumped in immediately, even though it wasn’t her fight.
Moreover, beyond Yu Buxia’s unwavering sense of justice, there was another crucial point: Ye Yu owed her a favor—she needed assistance with a fusion ritual. There’s a saying: the one who’s least willing to see you die isn’t necessarily your spouse but often your creditor! If you owe someone a million divine stones, your creditor will pray night and day at your ancestral tablet for your long life—until you repay them, you simply cannot die! By the same logic, until Ye Yu helped Yu Buxia, she would never wish him ill.
So, the moment Ye Yu sent out his plea, she responded almost instantly—no idle chatter, just “Send me your coordinates!” Yu Buxia arrived in record time, but the Nine-Radiance barrier of the Evil-Subduing Bell was truly formidable. To break it openly would have been arduous and time-consuming. Thus, Ye Yu devised a plan to let Yu Buxia slip in effortlessly—and here they were now, three against one!
Taishi Xiaxin’s expression hardened. He knew of this Balance Deity, and though he had not expected Ye Yu to call in her aid, so what? As long as his grandmaster’s power remained available, he hadn’t lost yet!
Ye Yu strode forward and smiled lightly. “Actually, your suspicion is overblown. Shen Kangren is indeed dead, and Little White’s trace of Evil God aura comes only from having consumed Shen Kangren’s remnants.”
He paused, then added, “By the way, want to know how he died? I’ll demonstrate.”
With that, Ye Yu leapt forward. Yu Buxia cooperated at once, unleashing the Art of Equilibrium! The celestial scales reappeared. Under its influence, Ye Yu’s strength rose as Taishi Xiaxin’s realm steadily declined. When their cultivations matched, Ye Yu unleashed a single “Hell of Fear” strike and cut Taishi Xiaxin down on the spot!
With no divine power to sustain it, the Nine-Radiance barrier shattered again. The Evil-Subduing Bell crashed heavily to the ground, its size shrinking until it was no larger than a fist—a gold bell in miniature. Ye Yu gave an appreciative click of his tongue. “An upper-grade artifact—much obliged.” He pocketed the bell, then turned to Yu Buxia with genuine gratitude and repeated assurances: whenever she had the fusion materials ready, she could come to him at any time.
“Thanks and farewell!” Ye Yu began to turn away, but Yu Buxia spun him back around.
“Don’t thank me—let’s fuse now! I’ve already gathered everything!”
Before he could react, she produced a ten-meter-tall mound of materials in front of him. Ye Yu looked up, his face a study in astonishment. With the battle over, Little White resumed its normal size and hopped onto Ye Yu’s shoulder. “Big Brother, did you plan on killing me with work exhaustion?” it teased.
Yu Buxia clasped her hands behind her back and beamed. “Since there’s only one chance to fuse, I naturally want to include everything possible. Don’t worry—gods don’t tire easily, and I’m not in a hurry. ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) If one day isn’t enough, make it two; if two won’t do, four; if worst comes to worst, I’ll give you six months. Immortality is on our side—I don’t mind waiting so long. But under no circumstances shall we waste any material; these were hard-won treasures.”
Hearing this, Ye Yu felt like dropping everything and walking away. They really treated him like a beast of burden—six months to fuse? Why not ten years, a hundred? Of course, he couldn’t say that out loud—Yu Buxia had just rescued him, and such a debt of gratitude couldn’t go unpaid.
So be it—he would see it through. When Yu Buxia specified that the fusion’s core was the Art of Equilibrium itself, Ye Yu began meticulously sorting through the ten-meter pile. He explained patiently, “My fusion ritual doesn’t simply jam everything in. Only items sharing the same fundamental attribute can merge—fish with fish, shrimp with shrimp, turtle with turtle. You can’t just throw in random bits of flora...and what’s this mud for?”
Yu Buxia, taken aback by the restrictions, froze. “That’s not mud—it’s Divine-Path Dust, a priceless material no amount of money can buy. I had to beg for it for ages. Handle it carefully!”
Under Ye Yu’s discerning eye, ninety-nine percent of the pile was discarded, leaving only a handful of genuine auxiliary divine-artifact components. Yu Buxia then led Ye Yu to her newly built Daoist hall, intending to give him the quiet space needed for the fusion ritual.
Unbeknownst to them, a goddess hovering overhead caught sight of Ye Yu’s figure and halted mid-air, her eyes full of bewilderment.
