Ten days after Ye Yu’s fall, the ground split open and Little White crawled out. His body was no larger than a fist. It had to be said that he still couldn’t compare to the flesh-and-blood evil god Shen Kangren. It would take him ten days to fully revive, yet doing so on only two mouthfuls of fresh blood and a few strands of sheep’s wool was already remarkable.
Little White did not immediately inspect his own body. Instead, he went to the spot where Ye Yu had fallen and wept torrents of tears. “Big Brother, I still couldn’t protect you!” he cried. “How can I live alone in this Divine Realm without you!” Tears soaked the ground as he howled to the heavens. “Yan Cheng Daoren, I curse you, you pompous Immortal!”
The next day, Little White returned to Balance City and delivered the news of Ye Yu’s fall to Sister-in-law Ying Huo. Her first reaction was disbelief—she thought Little White was joking. But he offered no explanation; he merely placed a battered box in front of her and stared at her with sorrowful eyes, saying nothing. In the silent room, grief began to spread.
Yu Buxia stormed in, her eyes bloodshot. Grasping Ying Huo’s face, she hissed, “Snap out of it! What you should be planning is vengeance, not fooling yourself!” Ying Huo bit her lip, still trying to deny the truth. Yu Buxia glanced at the broken box and asked, “What is inside?”
“Big Brother bought many things in Trade City and fused them into a hand chain, naming it Deep Night. He said that only in the deep night do the stars shine brightest!” Little White answered honestly, avoiding nothing. Yu Buxia opened the box, took ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) out the hand chain, and fastened it on Ying Huo’s wrist. “It’s beautiful. It’s what your husband left you—cherish it. But now you must pull yourself together. Let’s kill that damned Daoren and avenge your husband! Do you hear me!”
Under Yu Buxia’s fierce urging, a spark returned to Ying Huo’s eyes. She pressed the chain to her wrist and nodded firmly. Little White spoke in a low voice, “Yan Cheng Daoren is a Divine Lord–realm expert. It would be wiser to wait until you break through the realm before seeking revenge.”
“No way! No matter what he is, he must die today! We can’t wait that long!” Yu Buxia’s emotions surged. Ying Huo, driven by hatred, had also sobered up. She scooped Little White onto her shoulder. “Even though I haven’t reached the Divine Lord Realm yet, that doesn’t mean I can’t kill him! Yu Buxia and I agree—we can’t wait another moment. So neither can you!”
Little White opened his mouth to protest but fell silent. There was nothing more to say—he would die at any moment for Big Brother. The only reason he had urged caution was to protect Ying Huo and Yu Buxia from falling too. If they died, Big Brother’s spirit would never forgive him. But the two women were too determined. Fine—let them go.
Soon, under Little White’s guidance, Ying Huo and Yu Buxia arrived within Wuzhong Mountain. Without wasted words, the two women and the beast charged in! Little White revealed his true form and began slaughtering every Divine-clan member he encountered, devouring all in his path. Remarkably, Yu Buxia did not stop him. Ying Huo immediately deployed an array with the power of the stars. “You old bastard! You set that formation to ambush and kill my husband, even blocking his cries for help. Today, I’ll use the same method on you, and I won’t rest until you die!”
A tremendous upheaval shook Wuzhong Mountain. Yan Cheng Daoren sensed it but did not appear immediately. His divine-soul injury had not yet fully healed; he had been recuperating in seclusion. When he sensed danger, his first impulse was to retreat. But when his divine perception detected two Ancient God–realm experts approaching, confidence surged through him and he teleported outside.
“Balance God Yu Buxia, Star God Ying Huo. I planned to visit you later, but I never imagined you’d deliver yourselves on a platter. And your ferocious beast—I thought I’d reduced him to dust, yet he’s alive. Impressive. I’m starting to take an interest in you. Ever considered joining me?” he said with a smirk.
“I curse you again, you pompous Immortal!” Little White growled and lunged forward, only to be held back by Ying Huo. “You’re no match for him. I’ll handle this!” she declared.
Reluctantly, Little White fell back. A Golden God–realm cultivation truly paled before a Divine Lord. Ying Huo stepped forward, and the surroundings instantly transformed as everyone was drawn into a vast world of stars. Yu Buxia would not stand by either—she activated the Fate Scales at once. The moment Ying Huo and Yan Cheng Daoren clashed, she unleashed the Balance Technique. Two breaths later, Ying Huo’s strength surged into the Divine Lord Realm, while Yan Cheng Daoren’s cultivation collapsed to mid Ancient God Realm. Stunned, he stammered, “What... did you use some cheat?”
Under such overwhelming disparity, Yan Cheng Daoren was swiftly slain. Vengeance achieved, hearts felt momentary relief—but that was fleeting, replaced by endless confusion. Without Ye Yu, where should their lives go? Ying Huo felt it—and Little White even more so. He had accompanied Big Brother from the status of an immortal beast to the Divine Realm. Now that Big Brother was gone, what was the purpose of his existence?
Sensing their despondency, Yu Buxia immediately constructed a new Divine City for them. She avoided returning to Balance City, fearing that familiar surroundings would deepen their grief. Perhaps a new environment would help. But the reality proved otherwise: Ying Huo and Little White remained ensnared in sorrow, as if their souls had been drained. If this continued, something dire would happen.
A few days later, Yu Buxia proposed something they could not refuse: “Let’s try to resurrect Ye Yu.”
