The starry sky at night, on that biggest moon in December.
"To become the second Celestial Emperor?"
Heng'e looked down at the earth below, a mysterious smile gracing her face.
Unlike Lu Ya, that half-baked fellow, Heng'e had long since succeeded in pathfinding, infusing her will into every moment of her life.
Now, she was both the Heng'e who experienced the ten-day apocalypse and the Heng'e of this era.
"To think, even you have birthed ambition."
Slowly turning around, in Heng'e's gaze was a divine being with a sheep's head and a human body.
Anyone familiar with the Celestial Emperor's reign would know his identity, for he was the one called the "Celestial Emperor's Military Advisor," Bai Ze.
"It's not about ambition, but unwillingness to see life suffer."
Bai Ze gently stroked his beard, his gaze still bright like the sun.
"The Celestial Emperor wishes to prove the Dao, and as his subjects, we are naturally delighted."
