High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Her fingers unconsciously caressed his arm around her waist, when suddenly she remembered something.

Something she had deliberately ignored, forgotten, and buried deep in her heart.

She is already engaged.

The Temple Master of the Heavenly Maiden Temple, her master, told her this on the day she became a Dao Child.

Her future Daoist partner is the Divine Child of the Origin Temple Headquarters.

That divine child is said to be a core member of the Origin Temple headquarters, with exceptional talent and heaven-defying bloodline. He was already a ninth-order supreme being more than ten epochs ago.

However, he later entered an ancient ruin deep within the Chaos Sea to receive the supreme inheritance, where he has stayed for more than a dozen eras.

When he emerges from seclusion, that will be the time for them to become Daoist partners.

At that time, she didn't care. Being the God Child of the Temple of Origin was worthy of her status.

Since it's all for the temple, and she's not going to fall for a man anyway, she might as well repay her master's kindness in nurturing her.

But now...

She opened her eyes and looked at Su Jie's profile, which was so close to hers.

Should we tell this jerk?

Tell him, "I have a fiancé, who is the divine son of the Origin Temple headquarters. Once he comes out of that ruin, we will become Daoist partners."

But she swallowed the words back down her throat.

That divine child... I wonder when he will emerge from seclusion.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe next month, maybe tens of thousands of years from now, maybe it will never come out again.

She closed her eyes, buried her face in Su Jie's neck, and clutched his robe tightly.

She decided to keep quiet for now and consider the next hundred years her final indulgence.

It's not too late to tell this scoundrel after that divine child has truly emerged from seclusion.

……

Since the day they had a completely open conversation, Jiang Yue'er felt that they had both opened their hearts to each other, and she seemed like a different person.

The aloof and reserved Daoist of the Heavenly Maiden Temple seemed to have vanished overnight, replaced by a woman who couldn't wait to cling to him, wanting more and never getting enough.

Su Jie has never been a gentleman; there's no reason not to eat meat that's offered to him.

Besides, he had tormented her for over ninety years, and he understood that she was just venting all her grievances at once, so he let her do as she pleased.

Besides, what could be more comfortable than a beautiful woman taking the initiative?

So he was happy to relax for the past ten days or so, and the Great Luo Sword Embryo remained in place without moving, and the female disciples did not dare to come and disturb it.

He was still holding Jiang Yue'er in his arms. She was curled up on his chest like a satisfied cat, breathing evenly, probably because she was exhausted.

Her robes draped loosely over her shoulders, and her moon-white long skirt was piled haphazardly at her waist, revealing her smooth, long legs.

Su Jie's tenth-tier primordial spirit silently spread out, passing through the restrictions formed by the Great Luo Sword Embryo, through the surging chaotic air currents, through layers of void, and enveloping the battlefield spanning hundreds of millions of light-years.

The second phase has been underway for almost a month now.

The five eternal wheels swarmed into the battlefield like locusts, scattering everywhere.

Some were scavenging resources, some were fighting each other, and some were searching for the Soul Refining Mirror.

Within the area covered by Su Jie's primordial spirit alone, there are tens of thousands of Five-Wheel Eternals active.

In the second phase, Su Jie did not set any restrictive rules.

The speed at which those five eternally flying wheels could streak across the sky, and the breadth of space that their eternal fire could cover, were all skills they had cultivated themselves.

It is no longer being forcibly compressed, coerced, or squeezed out as it was in the first stage.

Every eternity has reached true speed, and every sense has stretched out anew, like an eagle released from its cage.

They were divided into large and small teams, some in groups of three or five, others in alliances of dozens of people. Occasionally, when two teams clashed, a chaotic battle would break out.

Dark golden light exploded one after another in the distance; it was the collision between peak innate treasures and even low-grade cosmic treasures, the embers of the eternal flame burning.

Some died, some escaped, some fought over the ruins, and some hunted down the lone survivors.

Su Jie's primordial spirit was like a high and mighty god, looking down on everything.

Nearly a month after the start of the second phase, the number of Five-Round Eternals flooding into the battlefield has exceeded three million.

Most of them are equipped with three innate wheels and two acquired wheels, and their basic combat strength alone is a million constant forces.

To him, these were all small fry.

What truly caught his attention were the scents hidden in various concealed corners of the battlefield.

Those auras had been lying dormant since the first stage. Some were hidden deep in the void rifts, some were wrapped in layers of restrictions, and some simply disappeared into the chaotic air currents, disguising themselves as a floating meteorite.

A hundred years is enough time for them to refine enough high-grade cosmic crystals and condense the third acquired Eternal Wheel.

If successful, their basic combat strength will skyrocket from millions of constant power to tens of millions of constant power.

Su Jie had discovered quite a few such beings before.

There were at least dozens of such auras scattered throughout the battlefield, like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, waiting for the moment they would emerge.

Su Jie was also waiting, waiting for them to finish their seclusion, waiting for them to condense their third acquired wheel, and waiting for their combat power to climb from millions to tens of millions before making a move.

By then, the basic combat power that his talent can give back to him will be far more than killing an ordinary five-wheeled eternal five hundred eternal power.

These special eternities were, for him, the nourishment for his growth.

Su Jie's lips curled up slightly as he withdrew his primordial spirit and glanced down at Jiang Yue'er in his arms.

She was still curled up against his chest, breathing evenly, like a cat that had finally let its guard down.

He reached out and gently tucked the stray strands of hair that had fallen across her face behind her ear.

Maybe it wouldn't be bad to just treat her like a cat and pet her from now on. She'll get all pricked up and scratch you, but she'll also snuggle back into his arms for warmth.

With a thought, the female disciples on the Great Luo Sword Embryo—some slumped, some feigning death, and some rubbing their backs—didn't even have time to cry out before their figures transformed into streaks of light and were absorbed into the depths of the primordial universe's embryonic form.

That was his world; he was God.

Time was frozen; they remained in the same pose as when they were absorbed, frozen in nothingness, neither aging nor hungry, nor disturbing anyone.

The space on the Great Luo Sword Embryo instantly became empty, leaving only him and Jiang Yue'er.

Jiang Yue'er seemed to sense something, stirred slightly, and opened her eyes groggily, her voice hoarse from just waking up: "...Where is he?"

"I put it away," Su Jie said casually. "It's too noisy; it's just getting in the way."

Jiang Yue'er said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions.

She snuggled closer to him, like a cat that hadn't woken up yet, instinctively seeking the warmest spot.

Su Jie ruffled her hair and said lazily, "Next, I'll take you out for a walk."