Within the Grand Hall of Lieyang Gate, Ye Yu stood alone, curiously surveying his surroundings. The goddess Xiao Cui had guided him here—and then vanished without a trace. The contrast was striking: her cold temperament at odds with her sweet appearance.
Ye Yu wondered why the Gate Lord of Lieyang Gate had summoned him. They should never have met before! As he pondered, his gaze fell on a displayed painting—a court lady rendered by a true master. Every subtle smile and frown was captured in exquisite detail, and the splashed-ink landscape behind her only enhanced the beauty.
“Do you like it?” a low voice asked.
Ye Yu turned. A massive flame rose from the main seat, and a woman in red-and-white robes emerged. Unlike the usual light makeup of the divine realm, her face was lavishly made up, and a flame-shaped pattern on her forehead flickered as if alive. She was not the woman in the painting, yet their brows and eyes bore a strong resemblance—likely mother and daughter.
“It’s beautiful,” Ye Yu replied.
“I think it’s ugly. I hate the woman in that painting!” The woman strode to his side. Mere proximity to her unleashed a wave of intense heat—far beyond what a low-grade divine artifact could generate against Ye Yu’s resilient demon body. She truly was blazing hot.
She studied the portrait for a moment, then turned toward the main seat and spoke as she walked:
“I am Gate Lord Zhu Xin Cheng of Lieyang Gate. You, Ye Yu, are the newest—and most mysterious—member of Wuliang Hall. Your exact strength is unknown, but you’re rumored to be in the early Divine Lord Realm. When the Divine Alliance fell, you vanished without a trace. The surviving souls believe that if you’d been present, Shen Mu Rong Bihuai would surely have died. Others say you fled out of fear, placing your true power somewhere between the early Divine Lord Realm and the pinnacle of the Ancient God Realm. I agree.
“I’m very interested in you. I even had someone divinate your fate—but they perished instantly. I dismissed them as incompetent and tried again; five died and eleven were gravely injured. Such a record convinces me you are extraordinary. I planned to meet you elsewhere, but then discovered you were here at Lieyang Gate—so here we are.
“I hear you wish to join Lieyang Gate?”
Ye Yu nodded. “That’s right. Wuliang Hall is gone; I want to join another alliance.”

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