Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 361 Catastrophe
Wang Shenlai came to the Flying Heaven Secret Realm this time to see if his closed-door disciple had been troubled by love and followed the same path as Nangong Feitian.

Fortunately, Yun Yi and Nangong Feitian are ultimately very different. Furthermore, Song Xinci has only ascended to heaven, not died, so there is no need to get stuck on this point.

Of course, besides that, there is another point in which the two are completely opposite. That is, Yun Yi still has female confidantes in the mortal world, each with a different personality, but all of them have their hearts tied to him.

Given such a situation, how could one possibly be unable to think straight?

Wang Shenlai felt relieved and originally planned to leave directly, but Nangong Zhuozhuo used fine wine as bait, which made him crave it for a moment, so he decided to stay and drink to his heart's content.

With Song Xinci gone from the Flying Heaven Secret Realm and Wang Shenlai arriving, the somber atmosphere was somewhat alleviated.

Yun Yi had stored a lot of fine wine in his Sumeru Ring. He had given half to Monkey Boss before, and today he took out the other half to save himself another trip to the East Sea.

Wang Shenlai's eyes lit up at the sight of the fine wine. As he drank, he heard his disciple ask casually, "Master, now that I have entered the Dao Integration Realm, shouldn't you tell me about what happened there?"

“You don’t need to be afraid of ‘the Way of Heaven’. Just call it by its name. Now that your wife is in the Heavenly Realm, what are you afraid of?”

Yun Yi then changed his question, asking, "What exactly is the situation with the Heavenly Dao?"

Wang Shenlai: "You've dealt with him twice, so you should have some guesses in mind. Why don't you tell me?"

Yun Yi had no interest in drinking; he was busy serving his master. “I used to think that the Heavenly Dao was a mysterious and elusive existence, but now I feel that it is becoming more and more like a living person.”

"exactly."

"Now that Xin Ci has ascended to the Heavenly Realm, and the Heavenly Dao has been completed by the Supreme Dao of Forgetfulness, will it cause changes in him?"

"Of course, but your question is still off-topic."

Yun Yi poured wine: "Please enlighten me, Master."

Wang Shenlai said, "Even if the Heavenly Dao has become greedy for life and afraid of death, there must be something in this world that it can fear. Otherwise, since it is born immortal, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Could it be the Overturning Heaven Pavilion?"

"That's putting the cart before the horse."

Yun Yi: "I really can't think of any other possibility."

Wang Shenlai: "To be honest, it's the same for me."

The master and apprentice looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

Yun Yi dipped his finger in the wine and scribbled, saying, "I have another question: why is the Overturning Heaven Pavilion so determined to kill the Heavenly Dao? Is it related to the great calamity mentioned by the Overturning Heaven Pavilion Master? Now that the Heavenly Dao has changed, what will the Overturning Heaven Pavilion do next?"

Wang Shenlai said, "The Overturning Heaven Pavilion and the Heavenly Dao are both beings that cannot be judged by ordinary standards. I would like to hear your attitude towards the Overturning Heaven Pavilion."

Yun Yi replied, "First, the Overturning Heaven Pavilion Master wants to kill Xin Ci; second, after they shatter the Heavenly Pillar, they also want to sacrifice billions of living beings to kill the Heavenly Dao... I cannot accept either of these points."

"And thirdly, now that a pillar of heaven is right next to me, they might come knocking on my door at any time."

Bai Ze agreed wholeheartedly, saying that it was indeed very likely.

Wang Shenlai, holding his wine cup, asked, "So you're supporting the Heavenly Dao?"

“I seem to have no other choice. Xin Ci has already entered the Heavenly Realm and has a close relationship with the Heavenly Dao. If the Heavenly Dao is really killed by the Overturning Heaven Pavilion, she will probably not be able to escape either.”

Yun Yi watched as Wang Shenlai shook his head, squinted at his wine, and asked, "What do you think, Master?"

Wang Shenlai said meaningfully, "Not necessarily."

"not necessarily?"

"There are still too many secrets about the Overturning Heaven Pavilion and the Heavenly Dao that have not yet been revealed. It is too early to draw conclusions now."

The Heavenly Dao had said something similar, but Yun Yi couldn't help but feel anxious when he thought of his wife who was about to ascend to the Heavenly Realm. "What should I do next?"

Wang Shenlai drank the contents of his cup in one gulp, “doing whatever he pleased without overstepping the bounds.”

The master and disciple chatted until late at night when Wang Shenlai said he had something important to do, but he refused to say what it was. Yun Yi wanted to ask more, but then he saw his master transform into a streak of sword light and disappear.

He could only sigh and helplessly look up at the full moon in the sky.

He wondered to himself if his wife was doing well in heaven, and whether she was being bullied by that damned Heavenly Law.

……

The answer is no.

In fact, it was Tiandao who was given a hard time by Song Xinci and had a real headache dealing with her.

Logically speaking, Song Xinci, as a special being in the celestial realm, should have begun refining those Great Daos.

However, because she retained a trace of humanity when she ascended to heaven, this became the biggest variable.

Song Xinci had no interest in refining the Great Dao. He spent his days either reading storybooks or daydreaming, and refused to do anything "serious" no matter what.

The golden phantom couldn't help but offer a reminder, but Song Xinci was now indifferent and seemed to care about nothing. After hearing it, she continued to do as she pleased.

"How long are you going to stay this listless?"

Without looking up, Song Xinci replied, "This celestial realm is desolate. What do you want me to do? Plant some flowers and grass?"

"You know perfectly well that I have something else in mind!" The golden phantom's tone sounded somewhat exasperated.

Unfortunately, Song Xinci remained unmoved. "Even if I really wanted to do something, what would be the point? Anyway, once the Overturning Heaven Pavilion shatters the nine Heavenly Pillars, the Heavenly Realm will collapse, won't it?"

"..."

Tsk, how boring. They become mute when it comes to crucial moments.

"Fine, I'm just idling around anyway." Song Xinci stopped bothering the golden phantom, got up and went outside the Moon Palace. She casually picked up a wisp of the Great Dao, and after sensing its aura, she immediately realized its profound mystery.

This wisp of the Great Dao is incredibly pure; it was actually condensed from the life force of someone at the Ascension Realm.

Song Xinci said expressionlessly, "How many cultivators in the human realm dream of achieving Dao and ascending to heaven, little do they know that once they reach the heavenly realm, they will be refined into this form by you. They have been deceived by you so much."

The golden phantom said helplessly, "This is all for the sake of the Three Realms."

"It's really strange. The celestial realm shouldn't have been like this before. Ten thousand years ago, there were still occasional immortals descending to the mortal realm."

"Once you have refined these three thousand Great Daos, you will naturally find the answer."

The wisp of energy flowed from his fingertips into Song Xin's porcelain body, as naturally as a stream flowing into the ocean.

Song Xinci raised her delicate hand, gently twirling her fingertips twice, and said calmly, "If I didn't retain this humanity, I might have become a puppet who obeyed your every word, but unfortunately..."

What's a pity?
Some things don't need to be said completely; as long as the meaning is conveyed, that's enough.

Whether or not you should refine the Three Thousand Great Daos is probably not up to you.

The golden phantom was truly helpless against Song Xinci and could only reveal to her the greatest secret of the Three Realms.

His golden pupils suddenly reflected an image, which, though fleeting, sent a chill down Song Xinci's spine and stirred ripples in her usually calm mind.

She even sensed a hint of fear in it—the fear of death!

(End of this chapter)