The Goddess Chronicles: Starting by Holding the Fairy's Fate in His Hands

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Lin Yi opened his eyes, feeling completely refreshed.

Last night I practiced dual cultivation with He Sijia. That girl's primordial yin energy is pure, and the feedback she gave me was quite good.

He Sijia had already woken up. She dressed, lowered her head, blushed, hurriedly bowed, and ran away.

Lin Yi stretched.

Thinking back to Deng Zhi, whom I punched to death yesterday, how come there's been no word about it at all?

He thought about it for a moment and then he understood.

It must have been that woman, Rong Qianqin, who quietly settled things.

Aside from her cold personality, this woman is truly impeccable.

She is beautiful, highly skilled, ruthless, and exceptionally sensible.

With a wave of his hand, he bestowed so many beautiful girls upon him for cultivation; he was living a truly comfortable life.

……

While things were peaceful in the harem, things were in an uproar at the Zhenyuan General's Mansion.

A white cloth was hung in the main hall, and a corpse lay in the middle.

An old man in a purple robe crushed a teacup, splintering his hand, but he didn't even look at it.

He was Deng Zhi's grandfather, Marquis Deng Hanshan of Zhenyuan.

After thirty years of seclusion, he reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage and had one foot already in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Who is it?!" Deng Hanshan roared, shaking the house. "Who dares to kill the only grandson of the Deng family?!"

Several attendants knelt on the ground, their faces as white as paper, trembling all over.

One of the bolder ones spoke up: "Reporting to Your Excellency... the general stormed into the inner palace yesterday and clashed with the Empress's husband, Lin Yi, challenging him to a duel to the death... as a result, Lin Yi killed the general with a single punch..."

"Lin! Yi!"

Deng Hanshan gritted his teeth, "A gigolo who rose to power by relying on women dares to kill a member of the Deng family?!"

He smashed the jade table next to him with a single blow.

"My Deng family has served the Kingdom of Women for generations. I secluded myself for thirty years hoping to break through and serve my country, but the first thing I did upon emerging was to collect my grandson's corpse?!"

His advisors tried to calm him down: "My lord, please calm your anger. Lin Yi is the Empress's man..."

"What about the Empress?!" Deng Hanshan roared. "Even if my grandson has done something wrong, he doesn't deserve to die! Lin Yi killed someone in the palace, treating the law like a joke! If the Empress wants to protect him, she's making an enemy of the Deng family!"

He stood up, unleashing his full power, causing the entire mansion to tremble.

"Is Lin Yi still in the harem?"

"exist……"

"good!"

Deng Hanshan grinned maliciously, transformed into a streak of red light, and charged toward the palace with murderous intent.

His only grandson died tragically, and he had completely gone mad.

……

Xuanming Sect, at the bottom of Black Cloud Abyss.

Li Tianjue sat cross-legged, holding a small piece of spirit stone in his hand, greedily absorbing it.

Spiritual stones are the true essence of cultivation!

"Report!" A dark figure flashed in. "Sect Master, we've found Lin Yi's whereabouts!"

Li Tianjue suddenly opened his eyes: "Where?"

"In the royal palace of the Women's Kingdom! He is Empress Rong Qianqin's husband!"

Li Tianjue's face darkened.

Trouble.

The Empress of the Women's Kingdom is not to be trifled with.

Moreover, the Xuanming Sect has a terrible reputation; they do all sorts of things, including burning, killing, and looting. The nine major immortal sects have long wanted to destroy them.

To openly try to steal the Empress's man is tantamount to courting death.

"Damn it, the fat is right in front of my mouth but I can't eat it!"

Li Tianjue gritted his teeth and thought for a long time before lowering his voice: "If we can't take it by force, we'll try a stealth approach!"

"Choose a disciple skilled in concealment to infiltrate the imperial city under a false identity. That kid has only just established his foundation; his defenses won't be too tight. Find an opportunity to capture him alive!"

"Understood!"

The shadowy figure retreated.

……

The Golden Palace of the Women's Kingdom.

Rong Qianqin sat on the phoenix throne, having just finished listening to the ministers' report.

"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened!"

A eunuch ran in, his face ashen.

"Yesterday, Young Master Lin killed General Deng Zhi of Zhenyuan... but Deng Zhi's grandfather, the old Marquis Deng Hanshan, is still alive!"

The eunuch, his face filled with terror, reported, "The old Marquis, upon learning of his grandson's death, declared he would personally tear Young Master Lin to pieces! He's already leading his men, radiating murderous intent, towards the palace!"

Upon hearing this, all the officials in the court gasped in shock.

Deng Hanshan?

That Marquis of Zhenyuan who was famous on the border thirty years ago?

He's still alive?

Empress Rong Qianqin remained unfazed.

She glanced at the kneeling eunuch and said indifferently, "Is that all?"

"Yesterday, Deng Zhi trespassed into the inner palace, disturbing my husband's quiet cultivation, and even challenged him to a life-or-death duel."

"My husband accepted the challenge and killed him. What's the problem?"

The eunuch, sweating profusely, cried out, "Your Majesty! You are unaware of this, but Deng Hanshan was once a powerful cultivator at the late Golden Core stage. He has been in seclusion for thirty years, and his strength is now unfathomable!"

"He has countless protégés in the military, and Deng Jiati is among the best in the country. He has always been domineering and fiercely protective of his own!"

"If we don't give them an explanation, I'm afraid a mutiny might break out!"

"statement?"

Rong Qianqin slowly stood up.

A chilling, bone-piercing pressure swept through the entire hall like a tidal wave!

The temperature dropped suddenly!

For the first time, anger flared in her usually calm eyes:

"On what grounds should I give him an explanation?"

"Deng Zhi disregarded palace rules, trespassed into the inner palace, and harassed my husband. He deserves to die!"

"Back then, the Deng family was in decline and nearly wiped out. It was because of the merits their ancestors had rendered that I stepped in to support them, granting them the title of Marquis, allowing them to govern a region and enjoy wealth and honor!"

"Now they show no gratitude, neglecting to educate their children and grandchildren. Instead, because of a worthless good-for-nothing who broke the law, they dare to gather their old followers, turn against each other with swords, and threaten my husband's life?!"

She stepped forward, her phoenix eyes sweeping over the assembled officials: "Who lent him the audacity?!"

At this moment, an elderly minister with white hair stepped forward, his voice booming:

"Your Majesty is wise! This old minister has also heard that Deng Hanshan faked his death and secretly went into hiding to avoid the arduous task of guarding the Demon Abyss!"

"They pushed all the responsibilities that the Deng family should have borne onto others!"

"This kind of person is despicable and shameless, and deserves to die!"

The old minister grew increasingly agitated as he spoke: "Now that the spiritual energy has been restored and the situation is turbulent, instead of sharing the nation's burdens, he uses the death of a spoiled grandson to seek personal gain, mobilize his private army, and offend the imperial majesty!"

"Such behavior shows utter disrespect for the monarch and is an unforgivable crime!"

"Lord Li is right!"

"The Deng family is ungrateful and extremely arrogant!"

"Your Majesty, we must not tolerate this!"

Immediately, many ministers seconded the motion.

Rong Qianqin nodded slightly: "Convey my decree!"

She announced loudly, "The entire Phoenix Feather Guard is to be mobilized and strictly guard the inner palace!"

"Without my written order, no one is permitted to set foot in the inner palace..."

"Kill without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

A cold sweat broke out on the backs of all the ministers.

The Empress on the jade steps at this moment was completely different from her usual aloof, indifferent, and gentle demeanor.

She lost some of her composure and gained more of the domineering aura befitting an emperor.

After finishing her duties in court, Rong Qianqin turned and flew towards the inner palace.

At this moment, Lin Yi's palace was bustling with activity.

After the news of his dual cultivation with He Sijia spread yesterday, the doorstep was almost worn out by people walking around it this morning.

A large group of fairies surrounded Lin Yi, chattering incessantly.

"Young master! Isn't it my turn to accompany you in your cultivation today?"

A girl in a yellow dress was tugging at his sleeve and wouldn't let go.

"Nonsense! I was the first one in, I should have been here first!"

The girl in green next to her was not to be outdone.

"Young master, are we now considered your Daoist partners?"

A young girl asked, blushing.

Lin Yi was overwhelmed by the crowd: "Don't rush, don't rush, can we form a line? One at a time?"

As they were talking, the light at the doorway suddenly went out.

Rong Qianqin has arrived.

She immediately noticed Lin Yi surrounded by a group of girls, whose eyes were full of affection for him.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The women were startled and quickly knelt down.

Rong Qianqin said sternly, "All of you, leave! From now on, without my orders, you are not allowed to disturb the young master."

The girls had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

Lin Yi's face darkened.

Didn't you send the person to me yourself? Now you're causing trouble again?

Rong Qianqin looked at him and said seriously, "The Deng family's matter is not over yet. Deng Hanshan will definitely do something to you."

"You'd better stay in the palace these next few days and don't go out."

Lin Yi remained silent.

So she thinks I'm terrible?

However, he didn't say much, simply replying, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

He was stunned after he finished speaking.

care?

When did this woman learn to care about others?

Rong Qianqin didn't reply. Instead, she walked up to him, grabbed his wrist, and took out a talisman.

"Buzz!"

A blur flashed before my eyes.

When Lin Yi came to his senses, he found himself standing on a mountaintop.

The surrounding clouds and mist churned, and the wind howled.

Beneath our feet lies an ancient bluestone square, upon which stand nine enormous stone sculptures.

Each one is different; some are fat, some are thin, some hold swords, and some hold knives.

The stone carving is covered with dense patterns, exuding an aura that sends shivers down one's spine.

"Where is this?"

Lin Yi was stunned.

Rong Qianqin didn't say anything, but pulled him towards the middle of the square.

After taking only a few steps, a plump stone sculpture suddenly spoke:

"Qianqin, you're here again."

His voice was old, yet very gentle.

Beside him, a tall, thin stone statue snorted, "He brought someone with him? Is this the husband you were talking about?"

Another stone sculpture with a full beard laughed heartily, "Girl, you have a good eye! This kid's vitality is incredibly strong; he actually possesses a rare, once-in-a-millennium 'Myriad Spirits Physique'! Interesting!"

The fat stone sculpture remained silent, but inwardly it murmured, "Something's not right... This kid's aura is strange, as if he's merged with this world... Could I have misjudged him?"

Lin Yi was dumbfounded.

Stone sculptures can actually talk?

And you could see right through his constitution at a glance?

However, he quickly regained his composure.

After observing the surrounding formations and recognizing Rong Qianqin's identity, he had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Lin Yi then respectfully clasped his hands in greeting to the nine stone sculptures, saying, "Junior Lin Yi greets all seniors!"

"Our predecessors sacrificed their physical bodies to guard this place and protect all living beings; they are the pillars of humanity! We, the juniors, deeply admire them!"

After these words were spoken, the three stone sculptures fell silent for a moment.

The fat stone sculpture's tone was a bit strange: "Qianqin girl...you even told him these secrets?"

The thin stone sculpture chimed in, "It seems you two have a great relationship, you tell each other everything."

Rong Qianqin shook her head: "Grandpa Hu, Grandpa Li, Grandpa Sun, I haven't told him anything about this place."

"Oh?" The bearded stone sculpture looked at Lin Yi. "How did you know that?"

Lin Yi pointed to the array patterns on the ground: "I know a little about arrays. This array is a sealing array with nine as its limit. It requires nine experts with extraordinary cultivation to guard the array's core."

"The auras of the seniors are completely integrated with the stone sculpture. It must be because the spiritual energy became increasingly scarce back then, and their physical bodies could no longer support the operation of the formation. So they abandoned their physical bodies and sealed their souls into the stone sculpture to continue guarding it in this way, right?"

He paused for a moment: "Although the spiritual energy has been restored and the souls of the seniors have been awakened, it will be harder than climbing to heaven for them to return to their physical bodies."

"Hahaha, well said!" Grandpa Hu laughed heartily. "Young man, you have a good eye! I believe you!"

The other two stone sculptures also murmured a few words of reflection.

Rong Qianqin's gaze towards Lin Yi was much gentler than before.

She said softly, "Lin Yi, you come from outside, so you have more experience than us."

"If you ever have the chance to leave the Land of Desolation... could you help me find a top-tier alchemist and find a way to obtain the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill?"

"If we could get our hands on this kind of elixir, perhaps we could help our grandfathers get rid of their stone bodies and come back to life."

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat: "Leave? Your Majesty means... I can leave here?"

Rong Qianqin nodded: "Three years from now, if everything goes smoothly, the Demon Abyss seal will stabilize, and the spatial rift will also subside."

"At that time, I can use the formation to unleash my full power and open a spatial passage for you, sending you away."

She continued, "But breaking through the barrier is extremely dangerous. You must raise your cultivation to the Golden Core stage within these three years to have the ability to protect yourself. I brought you here so that the elders could guide your cultivation."

Three years!

Lin Yi's mind was in turmoil.

He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the nine stone sculptures, and solemnly said, "I will remember the great righteousness of all my seniors!"

"If I am fortunate enough to leave, I will do everything in my power to find the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill and help you all rebuild your physical bodies!"

"As for alchemists..."

A confident smile appeared on his lips.

Why bother looking outside?

"This junior is not very talented, but I know a little bit about alchemy."

"What?! You can even refine pills?!"

Grandpa Hu's voice rose eight octaves in disbelief.

Rong Qianqin also raised her eyes, a ripple of emotion flashing in them.

The spiritual energy of this desolate land has been depleted for thousands of years, spiritual herbs have long since become extinct, and the skill of alchemy has long been lost!

Alchemists are even rarer than ascended cultivators!

Is he... really an alchemist?

But then, a sense of disappointment swept through her heart.

Even if Lin Yi really knows how to refine pills, so what? There isn't a single spiritual herb to be found here!

Lin Yi saw their reactions and grinned.

"Of course I can! Just you wait and see!"

He flipped his hand, and a flash of light appeared.

An ancient-looking alchemy furnace, dark purple in color, appeared out of nowhere before our eyes.

Then, one after another, spiritual herbs floated around the alchemy furnace.

The rich aroma of herbs immediately filled the air.

"Heart-Cleansing Grass, Dew-Gathering Flower, Three-Striped Purple Ginseng, Earth Fire Lingzhi..."

Grandpa Hu's voice trembled, "These...these are all rare medicinal herbs that have long since disappeared..."

While heating the stove, Lin Yi casually said, "It's been a long time since I've cooked. Let's refine a batch of the most basic Qi-Nourishing Pills first to warm up our hands and feet."

Rong Qianqin was completely stunned!

The mental fluctuations of the three stone statues of old men also became unusually intense.

"A pill-refining furnace! A genuine pill-refining furnace! And so many living spiritual herbs! Hahaha!"

The stone sculpture let out a desolate yet triumphant laugh, even tinged with sobs, "I never imagined that even after turning to stone, I would witness the alchemy furnace reappear in the world!"

"It was worth it! My life was worth it!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Lin Yi straightened his expression and officially began refining pills.

Fire control, drug addition, extraction, fusion, condensation...

Every step was frighteningly steady.

In his hands, the elixir fire was sometimes as fierce as the sun, and sometimes as gentle as a spring breeze.

Before long, the alchemy furnace trembled slightly, and a rich aroma of elixir wafted out!

"rise!"

Lin Yi patted the furnace body, and twelve streams of light flew out!

He rolled up his sleeve and put everything into the jade bottle.

Twelve smooth, round pills, each the size of a longan and bearing three cloud-like patterns, rolled into the palm of the hand.

Each one is over 90% pure!

For a grade three elixir, this is already close to perfect quality!

"Good! Good! Good lad!"

Grandpa Hu exclaimed "Good!" three times in a row, "One batch, twelve pills, each over 90% pure! This isn't practice, you're clearly a master of alchemy!"

The thin stone sculpture's voice was filled with deep sorrow: "The Three-Pattern Elixir... the last time I saw it was thirteen hundred years ago..."

Lin Yi picked up the jade bottle, walked to Rong Qianqin, and handed it to her: "Your Majesty, this batch of Qi-Nourishing Pills is passable, I'll give it to you."

Rong Qianqin was stunned.

She looked at the jade bottle handed to her, at the twelve gleaming pills inside, and then at Lin Yi's face with a sincere smile.

Her long-frozen heart began to ripple.

A warm feeling I'd never experienced before quietly welled up inside me.

She reached out her hand, and her fingertips trembled slightly the moment they touched the jade bottle.

Then he took it steadily.

"...Thank you, my husband."

Her voice was very soft, with a hint of tenderness that was almost imperceptible.

Lin Yi secretly chuckled as he watched her carefully put away the pills.

It seems that this cold and aloof empress isn't entirely heartless after all.

If we train them properly, the experience of cultivating together in the future will definitely be even more exhilarating!