Beastmaster of the Ages

uld she do something that betrays so many people's trust in her?”

“The cauldron is far too valuable to us.
I heard the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect wants to take these disciples into their care and they've already made a deal with the Azuresoul Palace.
However, with all that they've gained, it seems like the Azuresoul Palace is already beyond the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect's control.”

“I believe the emperor is considering taking the cauldron.”

“There's no need for consideration, is there? It was ours to begin with.
Moran only let the enemy borrow it for a while.”

“Of course.”

……

Somnium was never a chaotic place.
The palace was located right at the very center and it was also where the dreamless celestial emperor cultivated.
Being among the strongest people on the sun, his rise to prominence was nothing short of a legend.
He was almost a mythological figure himself.

Layers of mist surrounded the palace that was built between the clouds and the sea.
Veils of white fluttered in the air, carrying muffled echoes and the suggestion of sounds.
On a small lake was a small pavilion with a small, wooden chair, upon which sat a youth.
He had long, black hair and his eyes seemed to be immersed in the sea of clouds.
His fair complexion made him look almost translucent.
Under his long eyelids were obsidian-black eyes.
He also sported a tall and sharp nose that didn't spoil the overall elegance of his features.
He was handsome, even beautiful, for a man, though his physical appearance paled in comparison to that mystical aura of his.
He looked like he belonged only in the idyllic world of dreams, his presence ethereal and his deep gaze eternal.

“Little fish only has seven breaths' time of memory….
Yet it struggles, and even found a scapegoat.
What's the point?” mumbled the youth as he looked up in frustration, still looking ahead.

He held a purple container in one hand and stretched the other behind him, placing his slender fingers on the back of his head.
“Do you think that going to the distant Voidsky Realm will allow you to escape my grasp?”

His lips curved into a light smile.
When his long hair pulled apart from the back of his head, the face of a young girl could be seen.
Her features were picturesque and breathtaking, yet her abyss-like gaze ruined the harmony, making her look like a breathless dead person.
If Tianming was there, he'd recognize that face as identical to Weisheng Moran's.
There wasn't a single difference, down to her fine eyelashes.

“Since you don't want to play anymore, I'll play in your stead.” He covered the face of the young girl with his palm.

At the same time, far away in the Voidsky Realm, a stunning girl that held a green paper umbrella walked amidst flaming storms.
Her feet sizzled upon contact with the burning ground, her snow-white skin emitting smoke as they came into contact with the coal-like substance beneath.
Right then, white mist appeared around her, forming into a face in front of her.

“Celestial Emperor….” Weisheng Moran stopped and gripped her fists tightly, though she shivered.
Cold sweat fell from her head and back, seemingly drenching her.
Her teeth chattered nonstop as she powerlessly looked at the expressionless male face, before kneeling on the sizzling, coal-like ground.

“Little fish, was it fun pulling your little tricks?” asked the youth.