Another thousand years passed, and Yu Buxia felt an indescribable loneliness.
A corpulent woman arrived at Balance City, proclaiming that she wanted to catch a glimpse of the Balance Scales (Pingheng Tianping).
Yu Buxia replied that the divine artifact had long since shattered, and no Balance Scales existed anywhere in the Divine Realm now.
The woman refused to believe her and accused her of deception.
Yu Buxia, too weary to argue, moved to close the gates and show her the exit.
But to her astonishment, the woman smashed through the city’s gates and strode back inside.
With a cold sneer she declared, “If you won’t even let me see it, don’t blame me for taking it by force!”
She clearly still believed the Balance Scales survived.
Though Yu Buxia had retreated from the world for countless years, she had not lost her temper.
After all, even a clay figure held a spark of wrath!
More importantly, shattering the gates of a divine city was a personal insult—a challenge to her very pride!
Enraged, Yu Buxia struck first—but she severely underestimated the woman.
The latter revealed herself to be at the Xianjun Realm, effortlessly countering Yu Buxia’s multiple assaults!
Rather than a battle, it felt like a cat-and-mouse game.
Yu Buxia’s expression darkened. Realizing her mistake, she drew the Scales of Fate (Mingyun Tianping) and decisively unleashed the Equilibrium Technique.
Two breaths later, Yu Buxia had ascended into the early Divine Lord Realm, while the woman’s cultivation was suppressed to the late Ancient God Realm!
Caught off guard, the woman showed neither panic nor fear. Instead, excitement lit her eyes as she stared at the wildly unbalanced scales.
“No wonder you said the Balance Scales were gone—you’ve found a stronger pair. Crushing your foes while empowering yourself? You truly are a genius, Nono!”
At the nickname “Nono,” Yu Buxia’s face drained of color.
She stared in disbelief at the portly woman and trembled, “You... you’re my cousin, Yu Manhua?”
“Nono” had been Yu Buxia’s childhood pet name—known only to her closest kin. Throughout the millennia, almost all her family had remained in the Divine Realm. Only one person had journeyed in with Yu Buxia: her cousin Yu Manhua.
Yet in Yu Buxia’s memories, Manhua had been slender and of above-average beauty—nothing like this rotund figure before her.
Yu Manhua offered a faint smile and said softly, “It’s rare—you still remember your elder cousin. Now hand over the scales.”
Yu Buxia clenched the Scales of Fate in her right hand. Her eyes flickered as she whispered, “This is my life’s artifact. I cannot give it to you.”
“Aren’t you always so stubborn? All I wanted was a look—what’s so wrong with that?”
Manhua stepped right up to Yu Buxia once more, extending her hand as if it were her birthright.
Yu Buxia shook her head, prepared to refuse again, when a hundred God-Exterminating Nails pierced her back.
Her divine body was riddled with holes; her soul began to shatter.
In Yu Buxia’s final moments, she heard Manhua’s voice dripping with disgust: “Still as verbose as when you were a child. Why make me ask so many questions? If you’d just handed it over, you wouldn’t have to die. You forced my hand!”
With that, the Scales of Fate were wrenched from her grasp.
When Yu Buxia finally lost consciousness, she found herself still standing in Balance City.
Her cultivation remained intact, and the city’s gates showed no trace of damage.
It was as if nothing had happened—every event she had endured was but an illusion.
Dazed, she could no longer tell reality from dream.
Then she saw Little White appear.
As a ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) divine beast of unique lineage, Little White was unparalleled across the Six Realms—a pure hybrid unlike any other. No one but Ye Yu could have created it.
Remarkably, it still stood at mid Golden God Realm and wielded the Blood-and-Flesh Evil God’s power.
At this revelation, Yinghuo’s eyes widened in awe.
Little White’s presence proved without doubt that none of this had been a dream—it had all truly transpired.
“Where’s Little White? Where is it?” Yinghuo scanned the horizon, desperate to find her companion.
After Ye Yu’s fall, the beast had stayed by her side for an age. Naturally, she felt the pang of longing.
“Stop looking. Little White left Balance City days ago—said it needed to grow stronger to slay Cui Sheng of the Extremal Moon Pavilion! But now that you’re back, things should be easier. Even without my Scales of Fate, I still possess the Balance Scales. Together, avenging you won’t be too hard! Shall we begin?”
Yu Buxia offered cautiously.
Yinghuo shook her head gravely. “Revenge can wait. First, we must find Ye Yu. Something’s amiss—by the timeline, he should have appeared already. Why is he nowhere to be found? Has something gone wrong?”
Yu Buxia’s expression mirrored Yinghuo’s concern. “I wondered the same, but could not uncover the reason. I mustered my connections in the Celestial Realm to search for him. The moment they locate his trail, they’ll inform me.”
Yinghuo breathed easier. Yu Buxia’s network in the Celestial Realm was indeed formidable.
She was about to express her gratitude when a doubt emerged: “Wait—you used your connections to find Ye Yu, but didn’t search for me when I vanished for a million years. Now you’re so eager to find him?”
Sensing Yinghuo’s sharp gaze, Yu Buxia realized her misstep. Hastily, she explained, “It was at Little White’s request—not solely to locate Ye Yu. I simply hoped to reunite you both sooner. Yes... that’s it!”
Yinghuo hid a wry smile at her cousin’s flustered excuse.
At that moment, the Communication Stone in Yu Buxia’s hand trembled.
“Perhaps it’s news,” she said, seizing the chance to change the subject.
Yinghuo’s excitement returned as she leaned in.
After Yu Buxia infused her divine power into the stone, her friend Fu Nuannuan’s voice rang out inside: “Hey, cousin. While I was searching for Ye Yu, I discovered something strange. A deity named Bone Maiden is also looking for him—and she claims Ye Yu is her husband!”
In an instant, Yinghuo and Yu Buxia wore expressions of utter astonishment.
