“I will, at the source of the River of Forgetfulness, found a sect and pass on the way—let it be called the Youhuang Sect… If you are willing to take up my aspiration, then you shall be the Youhuang.”
Those were the words the Phoenix Sovereign once spoke when she took Master Yu as a disciple in a past life.
Destiny was set even in that previous life.
The Master Yu of that past life, who begged desperately for long life, was really just all show and no substance—a fake Youhuang, hanging a sheep’s head and selling dog meat.
This life, the Master Yu who abandoned his life and was willing to remain forever with his Dao partner in another form… truly became the Youhuang.
Titles don’t matter if others don’t acknowledge them.
There would be no more clueless Phoenix Sovereign making a scene, and no more Heavenly Emperor trying to rule everything.
Whether the Netherworld should have order, and what that order should be, could be decided and carried out—there was no point fighting over it.
Master Yu himself didn’t care about such right and wrong.
Those who don’t care about petty things are the best suited.
The thousands of years of quarrel between the Nether-River and the Phoenix Sovereign in their past lives could finally rest.
They both turned their heads stiffly.