Ten days after Ye Yu’s fall, the ground split open and Little White crawled out. His body was no larger than a fist. It had to be said that he still couldn’t compare to the flesh-and-blood evil god Shen Kangren. It would take him ten days to fully revive, yet doing so on only two mouthfuls of fresh blood and a few strands of sheep’s wool was already remarkable.
Little White did not immediately inspect his own body. Instead, he went to the spot where Ye Yu had fallen and wept torrents of tears. “Big Brother, I still couldn’t protect you!” he cried. “How can I live alone in this Divine Realm without you!” Tears soaked the ground as he howled to the heavens. “Yan Cheng Daoren, I curse you, you pompous Immortal!”
The next day, Little White returned to Balance City and delivered the news of Ye Yu’s fall to Sister-in-law Ying Huo. Her first reaction was disbelief—she thought Little White was joking. But he offered no explanation; he merely placed a battered box in front of her and stared at her with sorrowful eyes, saying nothing. In the silent room, grief began to spread.
Yu Buxia stormed in, her eyes bloodshot. Grasping Ying Huo’s face, she hissed, “Snap out of it! What you should be planning is vengeance, not fooling yourself!” Ying Huo bit her lip, still trying to deny the truth. Yu Buxia glanced at the broken box and asked, “What is inside?”
“Big Brother bought many things in Trade City and fused them into a hand chain, naming it Deep Night. He said that only in the deep night do the stars shine brightest!” Little White answered honestly, avoiding nothing. Yu Buxia opened the box, took ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) out the hand chain, and fastened it on Ying Huo’s wrist. “It’s beautiful. It’s what your husband left you—cherish it. But now you must pull yourself together. Let’s kill that damned Daoren and avenge your husband! Do you hear me!”
Under Yu Buxia’s fierce urging, a spark returned to Ying Huo’s eyes. She pressed the chain to her wrist and nodded firmly. Little White spoke in a low voice, “Yan Cheng Daoren is a Divine Lord–realm expert. It would be wiser to wait until you break through the realm before seeking revenge.”
“No way! No matter what he is, he must die today! We can’t wait that long!” Yu Buxia’s emotions surged. Ying Huo, driven by hatred, had also sobered up. She scooped Little White onto her shoulder. “Even though I haven’t reached the Divine Lord Realm yet, that doesn’t mean I can’t kill him! Yu Buxia and I agree—we can’t wait another moment. So neither can you!”
Little White opened his mouth to protest but fell silent. There was nothing more to say—he would die at any moment for Big Brother. The only reason he had urged caution was to protect Ying Huo and Yu Buxia from falling too. If they died, Big Brother’s spirit would never forgive him. But the two women were too determined. Fine—let them go.

Reluctantly, Little White fell back. A Golden God–realm cultivation truly paled before a Divine Lord. Ying Huo stepped forward, and the surroundings instantly transformed as everyone was drawn into a vast world of stars. Yu Buxia would not stand by either—she activated the Fate Scales at once. The moment Ying Huo and Yan Cheng Daoren clashed, she unleashed the Balance Technique. Two breaths later, Ying Huo’s strength surged into the Divine Lord Realm, while Yan Cheng Daoren’s cultivation collapsed to mid Ancient God Realm. Stunned, he stammered, “What... did you use some cheat?”
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