The battlefield forgot how to breathe.
Golden divine light split the night sky above the valley, brighter than moonlight, colder than winter, heavier than royal authority.
Even the snow stopped falling.
Ghost flames bent low.
The phoenix fire stilled.
Thirty thousand soldiers stared upward like common sense had officially resigned.
Honestly?
Reasonable.
Very reasonable.
I stood in the centre of the battlefield, spear in hand, blood on my sleeve, looking at the heavens opening above me.
And yes—
I was absolutely hoping this summon would be both powerful and emotionally manageable.
History suggested I should not be optimistic.
Hu Mei screamed from the ridge,
"Master! Please summon someone with less personality this time!"
I looked upward.
"No promises!"
Very likely impossible.
The myth system flashed brightly before my eyes.
[Myth Summon Activated]
Random Selection in Progress…
Race: Divine Spirit
Cultivation: Half-Step Divine Palace
Innate Ability: Lunar Sovereign Body
Technique: Moonfall Heavenly Scripture
Loyalty: 40
Summon Confirmed:
Luna Yuexin — Moon Goddess of the Ninth Heaven
Ah.
Wonderful.
Even the title sounded expensive.
The heavens cracked.
Silver moonlight poured down like a waterfall from another world.
And from that light—
She descended.
Barefoot.
White robes flowing like moonlight made silk.
Long silver hair drifting in the divine wind.
Eyes pale as frozen stars.
Cold beauty.
Ancient elegance.
The kind of woman who looked like she judged entire civilisations for entertainment.
Beautiful.
Dangerous.
Absolutely another problem.
I was collecting these like cursed artefacts.
She landed softly before me.
No sound.
No wasted movement.
Just silence.
Even Chen Lie stopped moving.
Good.
If my brother was uncomfortable, I considered it excellent diplomacy.
Luna Yuexin looked at the battlefield.
Then at the royal army.
Then finally—
at me.
Long enough to make my future complicated.
Then she spoke.
Her voice was calm.
"You are weaker than expected."
I placed a hand over my heart.
"A romantic opening."
Hu Mei fell off the ridge laughing.
Even Feng Yuehuang closed her eyes like heaven was testing her patience.
Luna Yuexin did not react.
She simply continued studying me.
"Your soul is strange."
Fair.
Very fair.
She took one step closer.
"But your fate…"
Her pale silver eyes narrowed slightly.
"…is loud."
Honestly—
That might have been the nicest thing anyone said to me all week.
I smiled.
"I choose to hear that as praise."
She gave the smallest nod.
"It is."
Excellent.
Perfect.
I was winning.
Then—
Golden flames flared beside me.
Ah.
Death.
Feng Yuehuang walked forward, calm and elegant like a beautifully dressed natural disaster.
Her golden eyes met Luna Yuexin's silver ones.
The air became politically unstable.
Hu Mei whispered dramatically,
"Oh no."
Yes.
Oh no.
Very yes.
Feng Yuehuang folded her arms.
"You summoned another goddess."
I nodded carefully.
"Yes."
Luna Yuexin looked at Feng Yuehuang.
Then said calmly,
"Phoenix blood."
A pause.
"Temper."
Feng Yuehuang raised one brow.
"Moon spirit."
Another pause.
"Cold personality."
I considered leaving the battlefield entirely.
Possibly changing continents.
Hu Mei grabbed my sleeve.
"No. Stay. This is history."
Traitor.
Absolute traitor.
Before the emotional war could become its own cultivation realm—
Chen Lie finally spoke.
His voice cut through the silence like winter steel.
"So."
He looked at Luna Yuexin.
"My brother summons goddesses now."
I smiled proudly.
"Exile improves people."
He looked unimpressed.
Rude.
Very rude.
Luna Yuexin turned toward him.
For the first time—
Her expression shifted.
Not warmth.
Certainly not warmth.
Recognition.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
She spoke softly.
"Imperial blood."
Then—
"You smell like ambition."
Hu Mei whispered,
"She insults people so beautifully."
Correct.
A true artist.
Chen Lie's eyes narrowed.
"You stand in a royal war."
Luna Yuexin tilted her head.
"I stand where I choose."
Good answer.
Excellent answer.
I was becoming emotionally attached to dangerous women again.
A terrible habit.
The Third Prince slowly raised his sword.
The pressure returned.
Heavy.
Sharp.
Deadly.
"Then choose carefully."
Ah.
Threats.
Classic family communication.
I stepped forward beside Luna Yuexin.
And beside Feng Yuehuang.
Honestly—
If this became a team portrait, it would look aggressively expensive.
I spun the ancestral spear once.
"No need."
I smiled.
"They already did."
The battlefield answered.
The phoenix fire rose.
Moonlight spread across the snow.
Ghost flames burnt blue beneath the valley.
Three different heavens had apparently agreed my family problems were entertaining.
Wonderful.
Just wonderful.
Luna Yuexin lifted one pale hand.
The moon above the battlefield brightened.
Actually brightened.
The soldiers below made the wise decision of fearing everything.
Good instincts.
Her voice was calm.
"To threaten my summoner…"
Silver light formed around her fingertips like frozen stars.
"…is discourteous."
Chen Lie's expression sharpened.
Finally.
Someone else was ruining his evening.
I appreciated teamwork.
General Han stepped forward nervously.
"Your Highness—"
Too late.
Much too late.
Luna Yuexin lowered her hand.
And the moon fell.
Not literally.
But emotionally—
very close.
A pillar of silver lunar light crashed into the centre of the royal army.
BOOM.
The battlefield vanished.
Snow exploded.
The earth shattered.
War beasts screamed.
Half the formation disappeared under divine moonlight and regret.
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Even I blinked.
Honestly—
I should stop being surprised by my own summons.
I would not.
Hu Mei stood up slowly.
She looked at me.
"Master."
I nodded.
"Yes."
"You attract terrifying women."
I sighed.
"I'm beginning to notice a pattern."
Far below—
through smoke, moonlight, and royal suffering—
Chen Lie still stood.
Alive.
Of course.
Because fate enjoyed making things difficult.
He looked at me through the destroyed battlefield.
Then at the two goddesses beside me.
Then smiled.
Small.
Sharp.
Dangerous.
Ah.
That smile meant trouble.
Wonderful.
Just wonderful.
I pointed my spear toward him.
"Third Brother…"
Ghost fire rose behind me.
Moonlight flooded the snow.
Phoenix flames danced at my side.
"…are you sure you still want to discuss inheritance?"
Because at this point—
I was starting to feel like heaven itself had chosen sides.
And for once—
It wasn't his.