As Xu Qing’s voice echoed within the grand hall of the tenth Imperial Sovereign mountain, the empress looked up at him.

“It’s a paramount godly authority,” the empress said, “especially the variables of fortune. Not even I can see that clearly. All I can tell you is that the godly authority of the broken face Eminent Desolation is, put precisely, fate.

“When it comes to you and Zi Qing, one of you has a body made from Eminent Desolation’s flesh and blood. The other gained a new life as a family member of Eminent Desolation. At the same time, thanks to your Master’s saber strike, you were able to seize some of the destiny aura of the Sovereign Kingdom of Violet and Cyan. As a result, the return of the sovereign kingdom wasn’t complete.

“And thus, in this life, you and Zi Qing are yet again closely related. All of it is because of the entanglements of fate. And all of it will come together at some point in the future. This discussion of constants and variables is also a debate between life and fortune. Or you could say that it’s a battle of fate between you and Zi Qing.”

The empress looked away from Xu Qing and into the sky, hēr eyes glistening… as if shē could already see that day. Those eyes quickly returned to normal.