Long before the time of the Ancient Demon Court, Fu Yuan Immortal had already been the master of marital threads in the Three Realms.
It is said that he had once received guidance from Nuwa herself, which is why, even now in the Heavenly Court, his status is esteemed, and he commands great power; ordinary Immortal Gods are all extremely reverent in his presence.
Even the Heavenly Emperor and Jinmu of Yaoshi treat him as an honored guest.
Yet, during the last Turquoise Pool feast, Princess Long Ji publicly embarrassed him, causing him to lose face.
Although Jinmu of Yaoshi punished Long Ji right away, it was only a slap on the wrist—she was simply sent to the Lower Realm to cultivate and without summons, she was not allowed to return to the Heavenly Court. A mere trifle.
Since then, Fu Yuan Immortal had nursed a grudge in his heart.
Now, upon realizing that Long Ji had once barged into the shrine and tampered with the red threads of fate, Fu Yuan Immortal's resentment towards her increased greatly.
The power to control marital threads, like his inverse scale, was something he could not tolerate anyone touching!
Yet, she was a princess of the Heavenly Court, and even if he brought this matter to light, it was unlikely that anything would happen to her; at most, she would receive another light "harsh punishment" like the last time.
Nevertheless, the older one lives, the more cunning one becomes, and the schemes one crafts become ever more elaborate.
Fu Yuan Immortal looked at the Heavenly Court princess sitting happily beside Yu Yuan, smiling with a lifted face, and a ruthless plan quickly formed in his mind.
He glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to this corner. A fine pair of scissors magically appeared in his right hand, hidden within his large sleeves.
With just a gentle snip, an invisible red thread was severed in the middle.
He, who was entrusted with the marital threads of all in the Three Realms by virtue of his Immortal Class office, granted by the Heavenly Dao, was the only one who could see the red threads entwined around all beings.
Thus, his subtle action would theoretically not catch anyone's attention.
However, Yu Yuan was the exception.
With the "Reverse Action" buff, any external power applied to him would be conspicuously revealed.
Yu Yuan's brow furrowed slightly as he turned his head to look in Fu Yuan Immortal's direction.
"Hmm?"
Sensing his gaze, Fu Yuan Immortal felt a sudden chill in his heart, privately frowning:
"This chap's perception is keen. My invisible thread-cutting, despite the great distance, has somehow caught his attention..."
But after looking his way, Yu Yuan then diverted his gaze and continued to engage in lively conversation with Long Ji as if he was completely unaware that the red thread between them had been cut.
Fu Yuan Immortal sighed in relief, thinking to himself: It appears he's just overly sensitive, and not that he has actually noticed.
At this time, a servant came to his desk and carefully set down a jade basin filled with Spirit Fruit, bowing respectfully and said, "Immortal, please enjoy."
Fu Yuan Immortal glanced at the respectful servant and thought to himself: It'll be you!
A princess paired with a servant; that is the punishment you deserve!
Fu Yuan Immortal smiled coldly, and the severed red thread of fate wound toward the servant under his control.
The scene unfolded in the midst of a public setting, yet no one could see it happen.
Even if the Heavenly Emperor or Jinmu of Yaoshi should inquire afterward, he could easily claim it was the will of heaven, having nothing to do with him.
Just as the red thread of fate was about to entangle the servant, suddenly a strong gust swept through and a white jade wine cup whizzed through the air, accurately smashing onto Fu Yuan Immortal's desk.
"Bang!"
A loud crash.
The wine cup hit his desk, shattering the jade basin into pieces, and juice from the various Spirit Fruits splashed everywhere. If not for Fu Yuan Immortal's profound Daoist Skill and the ever-present Magic Barrier around him, he would have been drenched from head to toe.
Even so, the space around him was now in disarray.
The servant was pale with fright, promptly kneeling and kowtowing while crying out, "Immortal, spare my offense!"
Fu Yuan Immortal didn't pay him any mind, instead, he turned his head with a solemn expression toward the direction where the cup had come from, and there he saw Princess Long Ji glaring at him furiously.
This is...
Fu Yuan Immortal's heart sank, and his eyes subtly glanced at Yu Yuan beside Long Ji, seeing him still calmly sitting there, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Good, it's not him...
"Your Highness, please calm your anger!"
Fu Yuan Immortal stood up, looking at Princess Long Ji and calmly said, "May I ask where I have offended Your Highness to warrant such harsh action from you?"
With his words, the rest of the Immortal Gods in the great hall turned their heads curiously.
"You know very well what you were just doing!"
Long Ji said angrily, "At the Flat Peach event, it was my ignorance that offended you, and as punishment, my mother had banished me to the Lower Realm. But after so much time, you still dwell on that event, and now you want to manipulate my marital fate out of spite?!"
Hearing this, a chill ran through Fu Yuan Immortal's heart and he subconsciously glanced at Yu Yuan.
Did this chap, indeed, notice it?
Yu Yuan had, of course, noticed it.
Even though the red threads of marital fate are invisible to anyone but Fu Yuan Immortal and the Marriage Tree in the shrine, Yu Yuan had the "Reverse Action" and any force acting upon him would manifest in reverse.
He immediately realized something was amiss the moment the red thread was cut.
But considering that the red thread had originally entangled Long Ji unintentionally and that its removal could be seen as resolving a cause and effect, he decided not to address it.
But he immediately noticed that Fu Yuan Immortal's gaze had fallen on that attendant.
Yu Yuan instantly recalled that in his past life's memories, it was under Fu Yuan Immortal's Talismanic Decree that Princess Long Ji was forced to marry a defeated general named Hong Jin.
Although he didn't know whether someone was behind Fu Yuan Immortal or why he was so brazen, now that he remembered this matter, he didn't mind giving Long Ji a heads-up.
However, he didn't expect that upon hearing her marriage string had been cut, Long Ji would fly into a rage, grabbing a wine cup from the table and hurling it at Fu Yuan Immortal.
Too impetuous!
At this moment, the infuriated Long Ji had her eyes red with anger, her jade hands clenched tightly, and the fierce look in her eyes was as if she wanted to carve Fu Yuan Immortal a thousand times over.
Facing the furious Princess Long Ji, Fu Yuan Immortal remained unruffled, still wearing a faint smile on his face. With a light flick of the horsetail whisk in his hand, he restored the disheveled surroundings to their original state.
After doing all this, he then looked at Long Ji with a gentle smile and said: "Where does Your Highness draw such conclusions from? I, an old man, have always lived sequestered in the Heavenly Court; when have I ever manipulated Your Highness's marriage fate?
Or perhaps Your Highness herself had once barged into my Incense Lin Palace and tampered with your own marriage string?"
Hearing him openly mention this, Princess Long Ji's face flashed a hint of nervousness, but it quickly returned to coldness.
"So what if it was done by me?!"
Long Ji, now overwhelmed by rage, didn't think further and straightforwardly admitted to the deed.
Had it not been for Immortal Yu Yuan's reminder, she wouldn't have known that her red thread had been cut, and it could even have been tied to some stranger she had never met before.
And here was Fu Yuan Immortal, not only scheming against her from behind using his authority but now also turning the tables and accusing her!
It seemed that this ancient deity, not only inscrutable in his Dao Xing but also terrifyingly deep with scheming hearts.
"Good to know it was done by Your Highness, although it's not really a big deal," said Fu Yuan Immortal with a smile.
Hearing this, the anger in Long Ji's heart intensified.
Alright, he did the misdeed, he said the good words, and now he's showing off a broad-minded attitude as if he's not going to hold her accountable, making it seem like she was being unreasonable and causing a scene because she's a princess of the Heavenly Court...
Long Ji wanted to point fingers, but she wasn't sure how to word it.
After all, it was only from Yu Yuan that she had heard about the cutting of her marriage string; that could have been used to accuse Fu Yuan Immortal of manipulating her marriage fate. But just a moment ago, under his lead, she had admitted to tampering with her marriage string in the Incense Lin Palace.
In this case, even if she were to call out Fu Yuan Immortal for cutting her marriage string, he could simply argue that he was correcting a mistake she had made.
With these thoughts, Long Ji felt even more aggrieved.
She looked up at Fu Yuan Immortal and saw the old Daoist with a smiling face and white hair, surrounded by Immortal Light, looking noble and kind. The kinder he appeared, the more it infuriated her.
Fu Yuan Immortal was also looking at her, his eyes twinkling with faint light.
That deeply meaningful smile seemed to say, even if you know, what can you do about it?
Long Ji averted her gaze and sighed inwardly.
At this point, saying any more would be pointless.
In terms of cunning and depth of strategy, she was like a clean slate compared to Fu Yuan Immortal.
When it comes to Dao Xing and mana, she couldn't even defeat a single finger of his.
Should she really cause a scene and rely on her identity as a princess of the Heavenly Court, or should she run back to the Heavenly Court crying to her father the Heavenly Emperor and her mother for justice?
But even if she really went back to the Heavenly Court to cry, would her father the Emperor and her mother take up her cause?
After all, it seemed she didn't have much ground to stand on.
As if he saw through her thoughts, Fu Yuan Immortal smiled and said: "Your Highness, if you have calmed down, please take a seat. Let's not let outsiders laugh at us of the Heavenly Court."
This remark hit Long Ji like an arrow piercing her defenses; she trembled slightly and was about to obediently return to her seat.
Yu Yuan felt a pang of emotion upon seeing this.
She was too naive.
Princess Long Ji was clearly the victim, but under a few words from Fu Yuan Immortal, she was turned into an unruly princess who didn't know any better, completely manipulated at his whim.
After a moment of reflection, he still offered comfort: "Thinking too much, talking too much sometimes isn't a good thing… Being more direct might better solve the problem."
As soon as he said that, Long Ji, who was about to sit down, was visibly startled.
She turned her head to look at Yu Yuan, her eyes sparkling with determination.
"Immortal is right. I have been restricting myself."
Without waiting for her words to settle.
She materialized a shining white Immortal Sword in her hand and without hesitation, thrust it at Fu Yuan Immortal like a bright flash of lightning.
Eh?
Yu Yuan was startled, I told you to directly take up the matter of the cut red string, not to beat about the bush, not to literally take action!
You, a mere Heavenly Immortal... oh, already a Golden Immortal now... No, even if you're a Golden Immortal, that's still far from Fu Yuan Immortal's realm.
Fu Yuan Immortal was an ancient deity from the time of the Ancient Demon Court, who had long since attained the Dao Fruit of the Daluo.
Although strictly speaking, both Daluo Golden Immortals and Golden Immortals are still considered Golden Immortals, the two are not on the same level at all, with the disparity like a vast chasm...
What on earth is Long Ji thinking, why did she just rush in like this?
A princess of the grand Heavenly Court, is her understanding so poor?
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