After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Yue Zhao didn't look at her.

She looked at Zhou Ran through the silver barrier, her gaze lingering on his brow.

Zhou Ran's primordial spirit injury had just been repaired by the Sixfold Heavenly Fortune, and there was no visible problem on the outside.

Even though Yue Zhao controls the fate of the moon, she can still see the traces of Netherworld Fire deep within those cracks.

"You've used your primordial spirit to fill the gate again."

Yue Zhao's voice was very calm.

Zhou Ran, however, sensed the dissatisfaction hidden beneath her calm demeanor.

During the battle on White Tower Island, he also nailed himself to the gate of cause and effect.

Back then, Yue Zhao couldn't stop it, and now, separated by two realms, she sees a similar outcome.

"No door was filled in this time."

Zhou Ran put the four domain seals into the military register, and his mid-stage Nascent Soul aura fully unfolded.

"The cultivation power taken by the black coffin has been restored, and the cracks in the primordial spirit have been repaired by the realm's fortune. What you see is just an old wound; it hasn't continued to expand."

Yue Zhao stared at him for a moment.

"You always manage to find a seemingly reasonable explanation. Only after it's all over will the people around you realize that you've lost another piece of your memory, or gained another crack in your heart."

Huanyin walked to Zhou Ran's side.

"If she doesn't bring it up, when are you going to tell us?"

Bloodlust also looked at his brow.

"No wonder you never mentioned the details of when Chen Ya gave you the jade pendant after you were taken out of the coffin."

"I thought you had just become the supreme ruler and were already busy forgetting the old scores of the mortal realm."

Zhou Ran didn't dwell on the issue.

"Memories can be retrieved. How far is the Emperor's Name-Erasing Decree from Jiangcheng?"

Yue Zhao sensed that he was changing the subject, but she also knew that now was not the time to press him.

She raised her right hand.

A list appeared in the sky above Jiangcheng behind the silver moon.

The list was originally sealed by the White Tower, but now its edges are stained black and gold.

Those black and gold ink marks did not form names, but simply searched for a place to write along each population record.

"When the causal anchor was activated, the Emperor's rule had already invaded Jiangcheng along with the moon tide."

Yue Zhao presented the list to Zhou Ran.

"The coordinates of Blue Star obtained by Chi Lin are incomplete, but they are connected to the tidal records left on White Tower Island. The Name Erasure Order cannot directly erase Jiang Cheng; it can only start by rewriting the story from the person with whom you have the deepest karmic connection."

Zhou Ran's gaze swept over the list.

The top few pages correspond to Chen Ya, Lin Qingxue, Xu Youwei, Xiao Rou, and everyone who has had access to the core permissions of the White Tower.

Xiao Rou stood in the army formation outside the city. When she heard her name among them, her natal Gu worm crawled restlessly in her palm.

She wasn't afraid of being erased; her first thought was of the Southern Frontier.

"Your Majesty, if the Name Erasure Order is searched according to cause and effect, will the entire Blue Star be next after Jiang City?"

My village doesn't have a white pagoda for protection; once the list is passed on, no one knows how to stop it.

Zhou Ran looked at the divine messenger who was pinned down by the Taihuang Black Blade.

The divine messenger still had the pillar of light left by the causal anchor inserted in his chest, and the twelve imperial bone tokens hung in mid-air.

Three of the tokens still exhibit slight spatial fluctuations.

The Bone-Swallowing Transmission Array cannot be used to send living people.

The divine messenger token can carry cross-dimensional resources.

By connecting the two together and then using a causal anchor to lock onto the White Pagoda in Jiangcheng, it may be possible to establish a sufficiently narrow passage.

Following Zhou Ran's gaze, the Moon Emperor quickly guessed his plan.

"You want to use the executor's body to pave the way. The tokens of the divine messengers are all controlled by the Emperor's son. Once the passage is opened, the Name Erasure Token will enter the Sixth Heaven even faster."

"Therefore, the lunar destiny is needed to separate the lists of the two realms."

Zhou Ran looked at Yue Zhao.

"How long can you maintain a fixed destination?"

Yue Zhao did not answer immediately.

Her control over the moon's destiny was incomplete, and her physical body was frozen in ice.

By fixing Zhou Ran's endpoint, every breath brings her closer to the old Sun and Moon Order.

But she knew better than anyone what Zhou Ran would choose.

If Jiang Cheng can't find another way, he will stuff himself into the Divine Envoy Token and use his primordial spirit to break through the barrier between the two worlds.

"At most fifteen minutes."

Yue Zhao raised her hand and touched the gray barrier.

"The three certificates can ensure that my consciousness is not taken over by my sister, but they cannot allow me to overcome the limitations of my physical body."

"I must return to the Jiangcheng Icebound Array in fifteen minutes."

The Moon Emperor sat on his throne, coldly watching the two discuss their plan.

Sending a few items in a quarter of an hour won't change the fact that your name has been erased.

If you accept my conditions, the Moon Path can be maintained for three days.

Zhou Ran didn't look at her.

"I have said it before, the blood of sin will not be returned."

The Moon Emperor pressed his fingertips against the armrest of the throne.

The silver moon began to shrink.

She could not bypass the three certificates to command Yue Zhao, but she could reclaim her own projection.

As long as the Moon Path closes, Yue Zhao's consciousness must return to Jiang City.

Zhou Ran sent his heart and handcuffs forward to separate Yue Zhao from the rapidly shrinking old decree.

Yue Zhao did not take the opportunity to stabilize the projection.

She looked at the military register of the four domains behind Zhou Ran, and then at the hostages who had just been rescued in Nine Nether City.

"You have already conquered the Sixth Heaven, and you can mobilize the private treasuries and earth veins of the Four Regions."

If the supply route can be opened now, Jiangcheng can obtain the much-needed resources.

"But you can no longer treat yourself as mere material for a passageway."

Yue Zhao's voice softened.

"The person the Emperor's son desires most is you. Every time you use your primordial spirit to challenge its rules, you leave behind new coordinates for it."

Zhou Ran placed the Devouring Heaven Seal next to the Divine Envoy Token.

"This time, we'll use a divine messenger as the gatekeeper."

He has begun calculating how the causal anchor connects to the transducer array.

"The Sixth Heaven has the Condensing Spirit Jade and the Nine Nether Cold Algae. The refining materials needed for the White Tower can be gathered from the Blood Sea and the Formless Domain."

Once the passage is completed, I will bring the resources and the return route back with me.

Yue Zhao fell silent.

A hint of mockery appeared in the Moon Emperor's eyes.

Yue Zhao never believed in empty promises, nor was she willing to let others bear the burden of choices for her.

Zhou Ran said he would bring resources back, which was not much different from the promises Ye Futian made back then, which he had to shoulder alone.

As long as Yue Zhao refuses to accept a fixed destination, Zhou Ran will eventually have to come and ask Yue Lu for help.

Ke Yue Zhao looked at Zhou Ran for a long time, but in the end, she didn't question him.

"Then I'll wait for you."

She paused for a moment, the moonlight behind her solidifying into coordinates leading to Jiangcheng.

"I will not wait for the imperial prince."

The silver moon projection is about to close.

The black patterns on Lin Qingxue's return path vibrated violently at this moment.

The sound of pages turning came from the beam of light from the white tower, as if an invisible pen was falling on the list of Jiangcheng.

Lin Qingxue's breathing became erratic for a moment.

She forcefully maintained control of the White Tower, her voice grave.

"Zhou Ran, the first stroke of the name-erasing order has been made."

She paused.

"It's writing Chen Ya's name."