"I have just finished mastering the second fragment. To control the third fragment, one must at least be at the peak stage of the Soul Transformation realm," Yunxihua replied.
"My current realm is only Soul Formation. It is not strong enough to master the third fragment. Everything I have done… is solely to avenge my grudge. The Soul Purification Sect!!.. sooner or later, I will repay this hatred a hundredfold," Yunxihua said, restraining her emotions.
Three days passed.
The entire Qin Empire, all the way to the southern region of Tian Tian City, was thrown into an uproar by a single name—Yunxihua.
Since her return from the Immortal Residence, bearing an aura whose depth even the elders could not discern, rumors spread faster than the night wind.
Cultivators who had caught even a fleeting glimpse of the coldness in Yunxihua's gaze, as well as the soul pressure surrounding her after fusing with the primordial dragon soul, gave her a new title:
"The Emotionless Fairy."
In the markets, merchants whispered in fear.
In the small sects around southern Tian Tian, disciples spoke of her as though she were a legend that had descended upon the world.
The city elders even sent urgent reports to the imperial court, for the aura of that woman felt like an ancient power that had just awakened.
Yet amidst all that turmoil… Yunxihua stood alone in the courtyard of her residence, gazing at the sky with an empty stare.
When the afternoon breeze gently passed through the courtyard, Yunxihua lowered her head slightly.
Her voice was almost inaudible, yet it carried a firmness that even the heavens seemed to acknowledge.
"Thank you, Senior… Yunxihua will not forget you, Senior."
Those words left her slowly, as if piercing through the emptiness of her soul.
Although her expression remained flat, there was a faint, subtle tremor within her—a tremor born from the strange bond that had once formed between her and the primordial dragon, who had now sacrificed its soul for her sake.
For a moment… it was as if a shadow appeared beside her. The figure of a colossal dragon, clad in dark silver scales, gently coiled behind Yunxihua, yet it existed only as a soul illusion invisible to others.
A deep but faint voice rustled within her consciousness:
"There is no need for thanks, child… your path has only just begun…"
Yet the echo vanished as quickly as it had come.
Yunxihua clenched her fingers tightly.
She showed no emotion at all.
But from the way she stared at the tips of her fingers that trembled ever so slightly—anyone perceptive would know:
That expression of gratitude was not merely words, but a vow.
A vow that the sacrifice of the primordial dragon… would never be wasted.
Yunxihua stood still for a moment, yet her thoughts moved faster than the wind surrounding her.
After everything that had happened—betrayal, ambushes, and the Soul Purification Sect repeatedly trying to erase her existence—she finally made a decision.
"I should seek the support of powerful individuals…" she murmured softly, yet firmly.
Her gaze hardened, filled with a cold resolve that could not be bargained with.
"The Soul Purification Sect… and all of its branches." "I will destroy them down to the root."
That decision was not born of emotion, but of precise calculation from someone who was no longer the same as before.
She knew one thing: her enemy was far too great to face alone.
Thus, an idea was born— a name that would one day shake all sects in the southern region.
The Devouring Star Alliance.
That name revolved within her mind, as if the heavens themselves were carving a grand destiny along her path.
"If I wish to topple giants…" Yunxihua closed her eyes, sensing the flow of primordial dragon power within her soul. "…then I must become the star that devours everything."