After the Celestial Emperor’s birthday banquet ended, Fuhuan went to Purple Subtlety Palace first to ask the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety for the celestial formation diagram.

“You little girl, I thought you had forgotten about it, but you still remembered.” The Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety handed the formation diagram to Fuhuan while sighing helplessly.

Fuhuan accepted the formation diagram with a mischievous smile. “Since Father said he would give it to me, how could I not take it?”

After speaking, Fuhuan unfolded the formation diagram and examined it carefully.

“How is it?” The Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety was very confident in his self-created formation and raised his eyebrows to ask for Fuhuan’s impression.

“Ingenious,” Fuhuan replied with just two words.

“I spent three months creating this formation diagram, and you dismiss me with just two words?”

“Once I’ve mastered this formation, it won’t be dismissing Father anymore.” Fuhuan put away the formation diagram, placing it in her sleeve.

The Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety looked slightly annoyed. “Go on, you just know how to irritate me.”

…

…

“Then I’ll return to Phoenix Feather Pavilion first. Goodbye, Father.” Fuhuan bowed to the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety, then walked out and left leisurely.

After she left Purple Subtlety Palace, a celestial boy emerged from the shadows, looking worriedly at the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety. “Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety, why haven’t you told High God Fuhuan the truth yet?”

“Sigh, that girl was raised under my watch. I know her temperament best. She definitely wouldn’t be able to accept this matter, and who knows what trouble she might cause then.” The Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety sat down, his expression somewhat haggard.

Hearing this, the celestial boy walked closer to the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety, his face full of concern. “But…”

“But you’re about to transcend. Such a major event, not yet reported to the Celestial Emperor, being suppressed like this—not only does it violate celestial rules, but the suddenness of it all might make it even harder for High God Fuhuan to bear when the time comes.” The celestial boy said anxiously.

The Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety waved his hand, indicating for the celestial boy to leave. “Let me think about this matter more carefully.”

The celestial boy dared not say more and withdrew.

…

The first thing Fuhuan did after returning to Phoenix Feather Pavilion was to bury her head and take a long nap.

Every time she went to the Celestial Realm, she would be exhausted by all those rules and restrictions. The more it was like this, the less she liked the Celestial Realm.

When she woke up from her nap, night had fallen at Phoenix Feather Pavilion.

Fuhuan felt somewhat hungry and walked out of her room, heading outside.

The night was deep, and almost everyone at Phoenix Feather Pavilion had gone to bed. As she passed by a lakeside, she saw her housekeeper, Ziyu, sitting by the lake, gazing at the stars in the sky.

“Granny Yu, why aren’t you asleep so late?” Fuhuan walked over and sat down beside Granny Ziyu.

Ziyu looked over at the sound of her voice, and upon seeing Fuhuan, her eyes held a trace of worry. “Master, do you know how to read celestial signs?”

“When I used to live in Purple Subtlety Palace, I learned a little,” Fuhuan said.

“Then look, why is the Purple Subtlety Star flickering in and out tonight?” Ziyu frowned, pointing to the Purple Subtlety Star in the sky.

Fuhuan’s heart sank. She looked up and indeed saw that the usually bright Purple Subtlety Star was weak tonight, flickering in and out, as if devoid of vitality.

The Purple Subtlety Star was her Purple Subtlety Father’s celestial sign.

Before, her Purple Subtlety Father had told her that each star represented a life, and everyone had their main star. If one day a celestial sign showed changes, it might be an omen of life’s end.

Life’s end…

Thinking of this possibility, Fuhuan bit her lower lip, and her whole being couldn’t help but panic. Without another word, she immediately walked toward the main gate of Phoenix Feather Pavilion.

After running out of Phoenix Feather Pavilion’s gate, she saw Jiusheng, the celestial boy under the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety, standing outside the gate of Phoenix Feather Pavilion. He seemed to have been waiting for Fuhuan for a long time. Upon seeing her, he immediately came forward and knelt at her feet.

“High God Fuhuan, please go see the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety quickly. At the beginning of this month, he read the celestial signs and calculated that his great calamity was approaching, and he was about to transcend. But he was afraid you would worry, so he made me conceal this matter. But tonight the Purple Subtlety Star keeps flickering, I fear it will be in the next two days…” Jiusheng cried out.

Hearing this, Fuhuan staggered, almost falling to the ground, but was caught in time by Ziyu, who had rushed out after her. “Master, be careful.”

At this moment, Fuhuan’s mind was empty, yet her head was buzzing terribly.

Transcend?

How could her father transcend?

No, she couldn’t let her Purple Subtlety Father die. She had been raised by her Purple Subtlety Father since she was small, and she hadn’t yet properly repaid his kindness. How could he transcend!

“Granny Yu, you’re the most resourceful. Is there any way to stop all this?” Fuhuan turned around, grabbing Ziyu’s arm, desperately seeking a solution.

“High God Fuhuan, since ancient times, no one has been able to escape the calamity of transcendence. You should hurry to Purple Subtlety Palace to accompany the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety.” Jiusheng cried even harder.

Fuhuan acted as if she hadn’t heard, gripping Ziyu’s arm even tighter. “Granny Yu, you must have a way, don’t you?”

Ziyu frowned, also seeing her young master display such panicked and nervous expressions for the first time. She sighed, “In this world, there is a technique that can extend the lifespan of immortals.”

“But this technique has been lost for a long time, and no one knows this magic anymore.” Ziyu shook her head, suggesting to Fuhuan that she could only accept fate.

When Fuhuan heard the word “technique,” the image of the God of the Underworld, Siqing, suddenly appeared in her mind, followed by the words Siqing had said to her.

Could it be—

“Is Granny talking about the Art of Life Extension?” Fuhuan looked at Ziyu.

Ziyu nodded. “Yes, it’s the Art of Life Extension. How does Master know about it?”

Fuhuan frowned, then looked up at the Purple Subtlety Star again. Her hands unconsciously clenched tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, yet she felt no pain.

It seemed that man had known all of this in advance.

In this world, only he knew the Art of Life Extension.

Only he could extend her Purple Subtlety Father’s lifespan.

But the price was to exchange the incantation to unlock the forbidden area.

If this incantation were to be leaked, it would inevitably cause quite a disturbance, and the criminal whom the Celestial Emperor called unforgivably evil would also be released.

The more Fuhuan thought about it, the more chaotic her mind became. She felt she should first go to the Underworld.

“Jiusheng, you go back to Purple Subtlety Palace first.”

“Granny Yu, I’m going out for a while.”

After speaking, Fuhuan’s figure disappeared from before the two.

…

Shortly after, Fuhuan’s figure appeared outside the gates of the Underworld.

Whether it was because her fire attribute conflicted with this cold and gloomy place, Fuhuan was covered in cold sweat and felt somewhat uncomfortable before even entering the gates of the Underworld.

A little ghost ran over, respectfully saying, “Is this High God, High God Fuhuan?”

“Yes.” Fuhuan nodded.

“My lord is waiting for you inside.” The little ghost said.

Hearing this, Fuhuan let out a cold snort. It seemed everything was within the expectations of this God of the Underworld.

After entering the gates of the Underworld, Fuhuan’s discomfort grew even stronger. Following the little ghost guiding the way, after walking for a while, she saw several mansions.

“Obscure Mansion.” Fuhuan read the name of this mansion aloud.

“Reporting to High God, this is the mansion of one of the Ten Yama Kings, True Lord Azure Blue.” The little ghost explained.

Fuhuan nodded, then looked at the other mansions, suspecting they were all mansions where the Ten Yama Kings resided.

After walking a bit further, they stopped outside a dark iron door. “This is my lord’s study. High God can go in directly.”

“I understand, thank you.” After expressing her thanks, Fuhuan directly pushed the door open.

Compared to the gloominess outside, this study was brightly lit inside. The interior was decorated with white jade and crystal, creating a stark contrast with the layout outside, as different as heaven and earth.

At the desk, the God of the Underworld sensed someone entering and slowly raised his eyes. Seeing who had come, his eyes revealed an unfathomable smile.

“Have you made your decision?” Siqing got straight to the point, showing no intention of beating around the bush with Fuhuan.

Fuhuan clenched her fists tightly. “First, tell me, what relationship does the person in the forbidden area have with you?”

“You don’t need to know that.” Siqing stood up and slowly walked toward Fuhuan, looking down at her from his height. “You only need to tell me if you want to extend the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety’s life.”

“A person’s life and death are predetermined. This Art of Life Extension of yours is considered a forbidden technique,” Fuhuan said.

Siqing, however, was unconcerned. A cold smile appeared on his handsome face. “What does it matter if it’s forbidden? It can save lives, can’t it?”

After speaking, Siqing lifted a strand of Fuhuan’s hair and said indifferently, “However, if you can watch your father die with your eyes wide open, I have nothing to say. After all, this transaction is a matter of mutual willingness.”

Fuhuan remained silent.

“Tonight, the Purple Subtlety Star has already begun to flicker. Tomorrow at dawn, if there isn’t a good explanation, I’m afraid the news of the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety’s imminent transcendence will reach the Celestial Emperor’s ears.”

“By then…”

Siqing gave Fuhuan a look that said she should understand the implication.

At this moment, Fuhuan’s heart was turning over a thousand times.

The Art of Life Extension was a forbidden technique. If discovered, it would be a violation of celestial rules.

Removing the spell on the forbidden area, if leaked privately, would also be a violation of celestial rules.

But watching her Purple Subtlety Father transcend was something she simply couldn’t bear to do.

Since either way would lead to death, then…

Siqing, stroking Fuhuan’s hair, sensed her thoughts and silently released her hair, the corner of his lips curving into a smile that could topple the world.

“Fine, I’ll make the deal with you.” Fuhuan agreed to Siqing’s demand.

She thought, since this God of the Underworld was so capable, telling him the technique to unlock the forbidden area should not implicate her.

For her Purple Subtlety Father, she would take this gamble.

“Very well, I’ll go with you to the Celestial Realm now.” Siqing’s expression darkened as he spoke, then he walked out.

Fuhuan stared at the back of this man, wishing she could burn a hole through it. This was the first time in her life she had been threatened by someone.

And worse, the threat had worked.

…

After leaving the gates of the Underworld, Siqing summoned his mount, the Ink Qilin, to go to the Celestial Realm.

Fuhuan summoned the Five-Colored Divine Phoenix and followed behind Siqing.

After arriving at the Celestial Realm, they first went to the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety’s Purple Subtlety Palace. Before entering Purple Subtlety Palace, Siqing deliberately concealed his form.

To prevent her Purple Subtlety Father from noticing anything, Fuhuan also concealed her form, and the two quietly entered Purple Subtlety Palace.

Entering the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety’s bedchamber, the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety seemed to have already gone to bed. With his eyes closed, shallow breathing could be heard. Fuhuan examined the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety and found that in just this short time, his appearance had become much more haggard than during the day.

“Move aside a bit.” Seeing Fuhuan leaning by the bed, Siqing transmitted a secret voice.

Fuhuan glared at Siqing, then moved away from the bed somewhat.

Then, Siqing flicked his wrist, and ice-blue light emanated from his fingertips, aimed at the center of the Great Emperor of Purple Subtlety’s forehead.

Next, another secret voice was transmitted to Fuhuan: “Go outside and keep watch. Don’t let anyone come in!”