Wu Shattered Star River

“Destiny? Fate?”

Jiang Han blinked. He thought of many people. In this world, many people studied destiny and heavenly principles, and some could even truly capture some secrets of heaven.

Jiang Han didn't quite believe it before, but later he came to believe it somewhat, because those people could genuinely seek good fortune and avoid disaster, and could roughly predict the future.

However, Destiny Mountain was the descendant of the Supreme Gods. In Jiang Han's mind, the Supreme Gods were the Creator Gods.

The Creator Gods were omnipotent, and the entire world was created by them. Why would Destiny Mountain need to study destiny and heavenly principles? Didn't the Supreme Gods represent heaven?

“Could it be… the Supreme Gods are not the Creator Gods?”

Jiang Han fell into deep thought. Pei Sui saw Jiang Han's absent-mindedness and said with a sly smile, “Jiang Han, you wouldn't really want to win over that妖孽 from the Mu family, would you?”

Pei Zhu's expression slightly darkened. Jiang Han woke up and waved his hand, saying, “I was thinking, are the Supreme Gods actually the Creator Gods? Do you know?”

“We…”

Pei Zhu hesitated for a moment and said, “Actually, we don't know, because we haven't seen the Old Ancestor!”

“Uh!”

Jiang Han was stunned and asked, “You haven't seen the Light Supreme God? Has he never appeared?”

“Appeared!”

Pei Zhu said, “But only the Clan King and a few Old Ancestors have seen him. We are not qualified to see him!”

Pei Sui thought for a moment and said, “The Supreme Gods are very strong, completely above all martial artists. But to say they are the Creator Gods, I feel it's still a bit mysterious…”

“Not the Creator Gods?”

Jiang Han frowned, looked up at the sky, and said, “Then does this world have Creator Gods? Or is the world formed naturally, not created by Creator Gods?”

“Don't know!”

Pei Zhu shook his head and said, “Perhaps only the Supreme Gods know these things?”

Jiang Han asked, “Then do you know how the Supreme Gods were born?”

Pei Zhu and Pei Sui looked at each other, both revealing a confused look in their eyes. Pei Sui said, “Don't know, the Seven Supreme Gods… no, the Nine Supreme Gods seem to have appeared out of thin air, suddenly born. Many things about the Supreme Gods are actually confidential, and we don't have the authority to know.”

Jiang Han asked again, “Then what about the Supreme Gods' wives? Your Old Mothers, do you know who they are? Are they still alive?”

“Not here anymore…”

Pei Zhu shook his head and said, “Not only our Old Mothers, but many Supreme Gods' wives seem to be gone. It seems… the Destiny Mountain Supreme God's wife is still alive?”

Jiang Han curiously asked, “What level is she?”

Pei Zhu said very certainly, “Dao Ancestor Realm Ninth Level!”

A hint of doubt appeared in Jiang Han's eyes, but he didn't ask any further. After all, it involved the affairs of the Supreme Gods, so it was not good to discuss too much, and Pei Zhu and Pei Sui were still descendants of the Supreme Gods.

After staying in the hall for only eight days, Jiang Han and the others were teleported out.

After the three came out, they found themselves at the foot of a huge mountain. There were many Taoist temples at the foot of the mountain, and many Taoists were waiting in front.

One of the old Taoists seemed to be at the Dao Ancestor Realm Ninth Level, and there were also two at the Dao Ancestor Realm Eighth Level. Destiny Mountain gave them a very high-standard reception.

Jiang Han's gaze was immediately attracted to a Dao Ancestor Realm Eighth Level cultivator. This was a woman wearing a white Taoist robe, with an appearance similar to that of a human, with horns on her head, tea-colored eyes, and a snow-white Taoist robe that gave her an otherworldly feeling.

She had a beautiful face, tea-colored hair like a waterfall, and a holy face. Jiang Han's first impression was that she was a fairy who did not belong to the mortal world.

“Sister Qingchen!”

Pei Zhu obviously knew Mu Qingchen. She walked over affectionately and took Mu Qingchen's hand.

Pei Sui's gaze turned to Mu Qingchen, his eyes filled with admiration, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously. He looked at her a few times and then shifted his gaze.

“Welcome to Destiny Mountain, Xiaozhu!”

Mu Qingchen smiled slightly, her expression neither particularly warm nor indifferent.

This faint smile made Jiang Han and Pei Sui's hearts flutter. Such a woman was simply a treasure of the world. This smile almost hooked away Pei Sui's soul.

Jiang Han quickly reacted and withdrew his gaze.

He was not very interested in conquering women now, let alone this woman who was the young sect master of Destiny Mountain, a Dao Ancestor Realm Eighth Level cultivator.

Ancestor Xu exchanged greetings with the other party's Dao Ancestor Realm Ninth Level cultivator for a while, and then began to introduce Jiang Han, Pei Sui, and Pei Zhu.

Pei Sui and Pei Zhu had been here before, so they were considered acquaintances. Ancestor Xu mainly introduced Jiang Han.

He pointed to Jiang Han and said, “Daoist Yuanxu, this is Jiang Han, our sect leader. Jiang Han, quickly pay your respects to Daoist Yuanxu!”

Jiang Han quickly walked over and bowed, saying, “Greetings, Daoist Yuanxu!”

Daoist Yuanxu showed a faint smile on his face, gently stroked his long beard, and said, “Greetings, Daoist Jiang. Although this poor Daoist lives in seclusion in Destiny Mountain, I have always heard of Daoist Jiang's great name. Daoist Jiang is a leader among the younger generation!”

Jiang Han modestly said a few words. Daoist Yuanxu waved to Mu Qingchen and another Dao Ancestor Realm cultivator behind him, saying, “Qingchen, Qingyang, come and meet Daoist Jiang!”

Mu Qingchen and another Dao Ancestor Realm Eighth Level cultivator walked over. Mu Qingchen glanced at Jiang Han, holding a horsetail whisk, and bowed slightly, but did not speak.

Another Dao Ancestor Realm Eighth Level cultivator said, “Qingyang has met Daoist Jiang!”

Jiang Han cupped his hands and returned the greeting, saying, “Greetings, Fairy Qingchen, greetings, Daoist Qingyang!”

Mu Qingchen frowned slightly and said, “Daoist Jiang, you can just call me Layman Qingchen, I am not any fairy!”

“Uh… okay!”

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly, “Jiang is ignorant of etiquette, please don't blame me, Layman Qingchen!”

Mu Qingchen ignored Jiang Han, somewhat aloof and arrogant.

Pei Sui saw this scene and transmitted his voice with a bitter smile, “Jiang Han, it seems Mu Qingchen is not interested in you. You have missed the opportunity to marry the most beautiful woman in the world.”

Mu Qingchen's lowered gaze suddenly turned towards Pei Sui, her eyes particularly sharp and cold, as if she had heard Pei Sui's voice transmission.

Pei Sui was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and his eyes revealed a look of surprise. His ability to transmit sound secretly was not weak. How could Mu Qingchen easily see through it?

Seeing Mu Qingchen staring at him, Pei Sui could only bow his head with a bitter face and apologize.

Jiang Han was a little embarrassed and secretly glanced at Mu Qingchen. The latter noticed and swept over with icy cold eyes. Jiang Han was also a little frightened and could only follow suit and bow his head…

Only then did Mu Qingchen let go of Pei Sui and Jiang Han, lowering her head and standing silently.

“Hahaha!”

Daoist Yuanxu and Ancestor Xu noticed the small actions between the young people, but they didn't care, and instead laughed loudly.

“Fellow Daoists, please come to Destiny Temple for a cup of tea!”

Daoist Yuanxu made an inviting gesture, and then led everyone towards the top.

Following the bluestone steps, everyone walked towards the top. Half of the stone steps above were shrouded in white mist, and a group of cultivators quickly disappeared into the vast white mist.