The silver-haired little girl was merely a child, yet she eclipsed all worldly beauty; a splendor that even the Empress of the Dream Lake from the Fagu Civilization would likely pale beside.

Just a mere slip of a girl, many Heavenly Venerate-level figures present did not recognize her, thinking inwardly, how could such a figure, holding a purple bamboo umbrella and clutching a snow-white jade rabbit, dare to interject in the words of the Civilization Lords—truly courting death.

However, the expressions of the many Civilization Vice-Lords changed drastically; they had undoubtedly recognized the origins of this silver maiden.

The wind softly stirred the silver-haired girl’s locks, adding immeasurable mystery to her bearing.

The Lord of the Aragu Civilization looked toward the silver-haired girl: “Chang’e, I hadn't expected that even after the Lord of the Xiangu Civilization guarded so long, they couldn't stop you from recovering your memories from a hundred lifetimes and reclaiming your status as a Civilization Vice-Lord.” The Lord of the Aragu Civilization wasn't overly concerned with Chang’e; that was a matter for the Lord of the Xiangu Civilization to worry about.

But the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization’s expression flickered slightly; as the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization, he had once experienced the terrifying might of Chang’e.

Back in those years, this Civilization Lord’s strength was absolutely no less than Hong, the Lord of the Xiangu Civilization.

Once, Chang’e and Hong had clashed, their battle in the void shattering a Great Thousand World resembling the Central Celestial Dynasty into utter ruin. The Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization had fought Chang’e himself once, only to be thoroughly defeated within a few exchanges; those slender hands seemed to possess infinite demonic power.

That moment was the closest the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization had ever come to death; had Hong not rescued him at the critical juncture, he would surely have perished in that conflict.

Since then, his strength had continuously improved, now approaching the power of a Civilization Lord, yet reflecting upon it, if he were to face the Chang’e of the past again, confronting those slender hands, he suspected he would still be defeated within ten moves. Such was the formidable capability Chang’e possessed in those bygone years.

A myriad of thoughts raced through the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization’s mind. Simultaneously, he strode forward, roaring out: “Chang’e!” His shout resonated across the four cardinal directions and six harmonies, traversing the cosmos. There was profound meaning in this cry, known as the Universe-Shaking Roar, capable of shaking the cosmos and annihilating opponents.

“Little Yuanshi, what are you yelling about?” the silver-haired girl scoffed dismissively. “So noisy.” Facing the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization’s powerful shout, the silver-haired girl’s reaction was merely that it was too loud.

And what audacity she possessed, directly addressing the second-most powerful figure of the Xiangu Civilization as ‘Little Yuanshi.’

The silver-haired girl gently stroked the jade rabbit in her hands.

The Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization stepped forward, each step stirring wind and cloud, shifting the cosmos: “Chang’e, you dare to appear even before your strength is fully recovered?”

Chang’e sneered, “Of course this Princess dares to appear. Little Yuanshi, do you think you can do anything to this Princess? You managed to escape with your life from my hands back then, and while this Princess’s strength may not be fully restored now, and perhaps I cannot truly touch you, you attempting to touch me is but a pipe dream. Moreover, to think your power hasn't broken through to the Civilization Lord level after all this time is truly shameful; at this rate, this Princess will surpass you soon enough.”

“Is that so?” The Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization raised his hand, and a gigantic palm of magical power descended upon the silver-haired girl like a collapsing sky. The giant palm was like a mountain, like an ocean—no, it was like heaven and earth itself; pressing down, it was akin to the firmament breaking apart! Such grandeur utterly eclipsed the battles waged by those in the World Realm.

The silver-haired girl’s hand moved in the void, transforming into a slender, delicate little hand, moving to meet the heavens-collapsing giant palm.

The two palms clashed in the void. The Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization felt a touch of smugness; he perceived that his magical power still surpassed Chang’e’s. But immediately, he realized something was wrong. Infinite silver light erupted within his palm, and simultaneously, the primordial character ‘Moon’ slowly ascended above his hand—this was the primordial character Moon.

A hundred generations ago, Chang’e had refined this primordial character Moon to a degree comparable to the character ‘Immortal.’ Now, after so many years without refinement, it might not be equal to the ‘Immortal’ character, but having recovered the character ‘Moon,’ it was truly not difficult for her to contend equally with the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization.

“You actually recovered the character Moon?” The Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization was stunned.

“Of course. If this Princess didn’t recover the character Moon, how could I appear?” Chang’e seemed slightly surprised. “Little Yuanshi, has your strength improved again?”

The clash between Yuanshi and Chang’e resulted in a draw, but Chang’e’s future was certain to surpass Yuanshi’s, for after all, Chang’e was once a figure ranked alongside Hong, one of the foremost individuals among the Civilization Lords.

Chang’e tapped the handle of her umbrella. “So, can this Princess be one of Lu Yuan’s backers?” Chang’e was undeniably a formidable backing; although currently only at the Civilization Vice-Lord level, she was destined to ascend to the Civilization Lord tier in the future.

The Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization looked at Chang’e. “Why do you wish to help Lu Yuan?” This was a critical question, one immensely significant to the Xiangu Civilization.

“Little Yuanshi, your hearing must truly be poor. This Princess already said it: it’s because this is the man the Jade Rabbit favors. Jade Rabbit, come meet him.” And the Jade Rabbit transformed into a streak of white light. After the light dissipated, a pure, white-clad maiden appeared. Lu Yuan couldn't help but gasp—was this Miss Zhong, Zhong Ling?

The Jade Rabbit was Miss Zhong, Zhong Ling?

The Heavenly Venerate of Yuanshi felt a sinking in his heart. “Jade Rabbit?” He certainly remembered that the Jade Rabbit was once one of Chang’e’s most outstanding experts, also possessing the cultivation of a Civilization Vice-Lord. Although currently only in the initial stages of manifestation in the external world, she was the reincarnation of an extraordinary figure, and her future cultivation was likely to be terrifying. Naturally, the Vice-Lord of the Yuanshi Civilization did not fear the Jade Rabbit; even at her peak, the Jade Rabbit was his defeated opponent.

Now, Lu Yuan’s list of patrons had grown by one more.

First, the Lord of the Fagu Civilization; second, Chang’e, currently a Civilization Vice-Lord but inherently the reincarnation of a Civilization Lord, with limitless potential.

Admittedly, compared to the two Ancient Civilizations combined with the five standard Civilizations—Tree, Bronze, Poison, Power, and Heavenly Principle—they were still somewhat lacking.

The Lord of the Aragu Civilization let out a long shout: “Chang’e, if you had recovered your Civilization Lord cultivation, so be it. But now, your alliance with Fagu is not enough to impress us.”

This remark angered Chang’e: “You, the Lord of the Aragu Civilization born from this Jie Yuan, are truly arrogant.”

“And what if my presence is added to that?”

Who was intervening now? A brilliant light suddenly illuminated the void, accompanied by countless celestial melodies that washed over the ears. Two rows of golden boys and jade maidens appeared; the boys held banners, and the maidens carried Ruyi scepters. Amidst this magnificent procession sat a treasure throne made of agarwood, upon which rested a woman of magnificent beauty, unparalleled grace, and refined temperament—a young matron with her dark hair coiled into a cascading style, her black tresses falling smoothly.

This was—!

As Lu Yuan watched in astonishment, several voices cried out: “The Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization!”

The Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization! The Goddess Nuwa!

This figure was another superstar, famously the one closest to achieving the rank of Civilization Lord, whose combat power even rivaled that of a Civilization Lord, vastly surpassing all other Civilization Vice-Lords; even the Heavenly Venerate of Yuanshi was likely no match for her.

The Lord of the Aragu Civilization roared: “Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization? You also intend to interfere in this matter, to protect Lu Yuan?”

“Why would this Princess not protect Lu Yuan?” The Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization stated calmly. “Of the two finest candidates for breeding stock born in this era—one being the Son of Aragu, the other being Lu Yuan—the Son of Aragu is arrogant and conceited to madness. This Princess dislikes him intensely and naturally wishes Lu Yuan to become the stock.”

Breeding stock? What was this? Lu Yuan could only laugh wryly.

He never imagined that the Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization would step in to protect him because she wanted him to serve as the Tianmu Civilization’s breeding stallion. He had heard the Tianmu Civilization mention this matter a few times before and hadn't taken it seriously, thinking they were joking. Now, the Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization spoke of it with such solemn formality.

Lu Yuan felt a degree of awkwardness, but none of the other Civilization-level figures felt embarrassed, for they knew that the matter of the breeding stock was a long-standing secret of the Tianmu Civilization, even concerning its continuation. The Tianmu Civilization had two types of breeding stock: ordinary stock and Era Stock.

If it were merely ordinary stock, the Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization would never have appeared personally, let alone singled out one between the Son of Aragu and Lu Yuan.

Therefore, it seemed only the Era Stock was a possibility.

That was a world-shattering secret, known only to a very few, even among those at the Civilization Realm.

The Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization descended and offered courtesies to the Lord of the Fagu Civilization, who returned the bow; both were monumental figures in the world.

Now, Lu Yuan’s side boasted the Lord of the Fagu Civilization, Chang’e—a figure highly likely to become a Civilization Lord—and the Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization—another figure highly likely to achieve Civilization Lord status.

The combined might now protecting Lu Yuan would absolutely not be overwhelmed by the joint forces of the two Ancient Civilizations plus the five standard Civilizations: Tree, Bronze, Poison, Power, and Heavenly Principle.

Lu Yuan was indeed lucky; his fortune with women was extraordinary. At this point, two women approaching Civilization Lord status had come to save him—truly astonishing, evoking both admiration and envy. One couldn’t help but wonder where Lu Yuan sourced such abundant feminine favor.

The Lord of the Aragu Civilization shouted again: “Two figures approaching Civilization Lord status have arrived, impressive indeed. Unfortunately, Vice-Lord of the Tianmu Civilization, Chang’e, in the eyes of this Civilization, neither of you is enough yet.” He was confident that in a one-on-one confrontation, he would surely defeat both of them, and even if they joined forces, they could not defeat him. Of course, the overall momentum was now difficult to suppress against Lu Yuan; the two sides were basically balanced, with Aragu-Xiangu holding a slight edge, considering the Vice-Lord of Yuanshi, not Hong himself, had come from Xiangu.

“Then, what if this Princess joins the fray as well?” Another voice suddenly rang out.

Another ‘This Princess’! This was the third instance of the phrase.