Moon Elder, you’re just a god of marriage! What do you know about love between men and women?!
In the front hall, a drunken celestial general was wailing and sobbing.
The Moon Elder looked completely helpless, offering a few words of comfort but not daring to promise that he would tie a red string for this heartbroken general.
After ten thousand years on the job, what situation hadn’t the Moon Elder encountered?
He had seen this kind of thing countless times.
All he could do was continue comforting him with reasoning and wisdom while discreetly summoning other celestial generals to handle the situation.
Marriage is about personal effort. If one wishes to create a beautiful love story with that celestial maiden, careful planning and genuine sincerity are necessary…
Before all this, the Moon Elder had been busy repairing a clay figurine that Grandmaster Xuandu had previously crushed.
These figurines were manifestations of heavenly law, always connected to the Dao. While they could be repaired, the process was extremely delicate.
The key step was temporarily removing the figurine from the Marriage Fate Wheel, then reintegrating it after the repair was complete.
Just as the Moon Elder was about to finish, the celestial general suddenly barged in, crying his heart out.
Since the figurine couldn’t be left out of the Fate Wheel for too long, the Moon Elder entrusted the final, simple assembly step to his two disciples before stepping out to handle the situation.
In the rear hall, two young disciples carefully attached the new left arm to the figurine. A mysterious Dao aura rippled from the figurine, seamlessly merging it into a complete form.
Then…
The younger disciple pointed at a small leftover piece of clay on the table and whispered, “Senior Brother, what do we do with this?”
“Oh no! We connected the shoulder wrong! There’s a tiny gap! Now it won’t fit back in!”
“Will Master punish us?”
“Hmm…”
The older disciple hesitated, studying the figurine closely before his eyes suddenly lit up.
He noticed that because the figurine’s legs were slightly spread apart, the remaining clay fit perfectly in the gap between its feet.
The two disciples exchanged a glance and carefully pressed the leftover clay into the figurine’s foot gap.
Then, the older disciple used a small hairpin to push the clay deeper inside, hiding it completely.
Mission accomplished!
Just as they finished their ‘fix,’ the celestial general in the front hall was escorted away by two friends.
The Moon Elder strolled back, hands behind his back, speaking in a warm tone, “Have you two finished the repairs?”
“Y-Yes, Master!”
The Moon Elder inspected the figurine, nodded in satisfaction, and casually tossed them two bottles of elixirs.
“Well done. Go cultivate in the front hall.”
With that, the Moon Elder carried the figurine into a sky full of twinkling starlight. Summoning the rest of the celestial figurines, he lightly waved his hand.
The Marriage Fate Wheel appeared, rotating in the cosmic Dao.
The male figurine floated back to its original position, where three female figurines immediately reacted. Three red strings extended toward the returning figurine.
The Moon Elder sighed in relief. Finally, it was done.
Then, he saw…
The male figurine subtly swayed, effortlessly dodging one of the approaching red strings.
“Hm? Does this guy have no interest in love?”
The Moon Elder stroked his beard with amusement, watching as the three red strings remained mostly unchanged around the figurine.
“Interesting. Let’s see how long you can avoid it. Love cannot be forced, after all.”
The moment he finished speaking, the figurine dodged another red string.
Then, its body suddenly trembled. **A small lump of clay—**the very piece those two disciples had stuffed into its foot gap—fell out and drifted into the starry void…
The Moon Elder froze. His expression went blank. He tilted his head, staring at the newly repaired figurine surrounded by the three female figurines.
W-What?
How… How did this happen? This had never happened before!
Could this boy be so ruthless?!
No, wait! This was probably just some excess clay left over from the repair process.
Besides…
The figurines were merely vessels for the red strings. The left arm mattered because it could generate new fated bonds. This…
The Grandmaster wouldn’t notice this tiny flaw… right?
These figurines were merely representations of fate. At most, they would create a subtle spiritual resonance with their real-life counterparts, but they wouldn’t physically affect the person…
…Right?
“Make sure to keep a close watch!”
Grandmaster Xuandu’s departing words echoed in his ears.
The Moon Elder’s Adam’s apple bobbed nervously as he quickly stepped forward, catching the drifting speck of clay.
He crushed it into powder, ground it finer, stuffed it into his sleeve, glanced around suspiciously, then hurried to the figurine.
He inspected it carefully, then discreetly smeared the powdered clay over the slight imperfection at the shoulder joint.
“Haha… Nothing happened. Yes, nothing happened.
‘Three Stars Encircling the Moon’—what a wonderful fate! A wonderful fate indeed!
Hahaha… Ahahahaha…”
At the temple entrance, the two young disciples quietly slipped away.
Meanwhile, in the underground chamber of Little Qiong Peak…
Li Changshou sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, calmly cultivating. His body gleamed like translucent jade, his soul pure and untainted. A wisp of Samadhi True Fire coursed through his body, making his skin glow faintly from within.
He meticulously examined himself once more and still found no abnormalities.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to remain in seclusion for a few more months. Once he was sure his current stage was near perfection, he finally let his guard down a little.
There shouldn’t be any issues.
Now that this small realm was stabilized, he wasn’t in a rush to break through. As planned, he would first review and consolidate his understanding.
Step one: Review past insights.
Step two: Shift perspective, verify Dao comprehension, and identify gaps.
Step three: Suppress the breakthrough, and refine and perfect his foundation.
Repeating this cycle several times would minimize any potential flaws and ensure his foundation remained rock solid.
In the Primordial Era, most of the great opportunities had already been seized by the ancient powerhouses. If he wanted to secure his future strength, he had only one viable approach—stability in the early game, stability in the mid-game, stability in the late game, and an explosive breakthrough in the endgame.
His plan was clear.
At present, most top experts in the world have already reached their peak.
His goal was not to rush ahead blindly but to lay the groundwork for the highest possible future achievement.
After another six months in seclusion, Li Changshou finally confirmed that his body had no lingering issues. Even the mysterious itch under his arms had vanished.