“The time I spent becoming a stone. I was originally an ordinary stone, experiencing wind and sun, mountain floods, wave impacts, arriving under the Tianshan Spring. It took two hundred years to cultivate into human form, and another hundred and thirty years to finally become an immortal. I could become a Medicine Immortal because I had already deeply studied medical arts in the human world, not only healing others but also healing the injuries left from my own cultivation. You only see what I obtained, but can’t see what I paid.”
A Gong was stunned.
I spoke softly: “I treated you and Zhen Nü without difference. Zhen Nü also treated us equally. You feel she favors me, but it’s just your inner demon talking.”
Seeing her completely dazed, I was silent for a moment and said: “We can no longer be as close as before. I’m not a saint who can completely forget the harm you caused me. But I’m also not decisive enough to completely abandon our past when we truly cared for each other. So from now on, we are neither close friends nor enemies. You walk your path, I’ll walk mine, and we’ll part ways.”
A Gong looked up and stared at me, speaking after a long while: “Actually, you didn’t reveal me to the Supreme God?”
I nodded: “No.”
A Gong said angrily: “I won’t be grateful to you!”
“What is gratitude? Can you eat it? No, it can’t fill your stomach or make you happy, so forget about these things. Palace Struggle Lord, go live your own life.” I paused and said.
She widened her eyes, a bleak smile: “Okay, Rebirth Lord.”
We quietly looked at each other, both understanding we had grown too far apart to ever get close again.
Does the longer time pass, the more things we lose?
With Zhen Nü, with A Gong, it was always like this.
I covered my heart, stood up and looked at him, forcing a smile: “Great hero, why did you run so far? I won’t really eat you. Come here, come here.”
Mu Chuan glared at me: “Do not test my patience.”
I chuckled, then coughed painfully, quickly taking several deep breaths.
After finally calming down, I saw him about to leave and called out: “Don’t go.”
He paused and said: “What? Do you really want to die?”
“Of course not,” I smiled. “The god said that perhaps by understanding why the vengeful spirits in the Corpse Bone River are so powerful, we can trace the source and resolve the vengeful energy on our bodies.”
He frowned, pondering for a moment: “Okay, I’ll look for historical records about the Corpse Bone River.”
“Mm,” I added another sentence, “I’ll wait for you, my king.”
Seeing him glare at me again, I immediately burst into laughter.
Thinking this, my head grew increasingly dizzy. The alcohol was indeed strong. I’ll never drink casually again. Otherwise, I might be sold without even knowing it.
Suddenly, I remembered Yaya. I wondered where Mu Yin had taken him. I slowly rose, left the pear garden, preparing to find Mu Yin and bring back my Yaya.
“Sister?”
“Burp~” I turned around, seeing a beautiful young girl rushing towards me.
When she reached me, I pinched her soft cheek and saw the cold-faced Buddha beside her. I teased, “What a coincidence, how are you here?”
Huahua said: “Today, Brother Qingxuan is free, so he accompanied me to play. Sister, why are you alone here?”
“Oh~” I held her head and whispered loudly in her ear, “Huahua, your Brother Qingxuan is so bad, always tricking me. Remember to punish him by making him kneel on a washboard, otherwise I won’t like you anymore.”
Huahua blinked: “Ah?”
Qingxuan was about to roll his eyes, coldly saying: “She’s drunk.”
“I’m not drunk!” I sat down on the ground, pulling her hand and whimpering, “I’m not drunk. I’m waiting for Mu Chuan. He said he would take me to the human world, make me wear a phoenix crown and colorful dress, and bring an eight-bearer sedan chair. I can’t be drunk. I’m going to marry him.”
Huahua hugged me: “Sister, don’t cry. Lord Mu Chuan will come to pick you up soon. Don’t cry and ruin your face. Come back with Huaer, wash your face, and change into clean clothes, okay?”
I looked up through my tears, feeling like a big peach blossom was swaying before my eyes, and giggled: “Okay, but you must make me delicious food, and punish him,” I pointed at the cold-faced man, “make him kneel on a washboard.”
Before finishing her sentence, Qingxuan slapped with an unbearable expression, and I felt pain in my neck before passing out.
When I woke up, I couldn’t see my fingers and smelled flowers beside my pillow. I thought I was in the pear garden, but after a careful sniff, I realized this was peach blossom fragrance. I sat up suddenly, my neck hurting. Covering the painful spot, I pushed open the door and saw a courtyard full of peach trees, knowing this was Huahua’s room.
By the moonlight outside, looking at the room full of peach pink and thinking about the gloomy atmosphere in the priest’s mansion, I couldn’t help but laugh. If Huahua became the mistress here, in terms of decoration, I wonder if she would exceed Qingxuan’s tolerance.
A Star Very Bright in the Northwest
“There’s a very bright star in the northwest, look quickly.” I tilted my head back, watching as the starlight shimmered beside the moonlight.
The sound had already disappeared, silent for a long time, before I heard that clear voice: “Mm, very bright.”
I searched for five days but still couldn’t find the person who knew what happened at the Bone River five thousand years ago.
I returned to the divine realm. Besides the Upper God who vaguely knew something, no one had ever heard of it. The divine realm’s historical records only documented divine matters and knew nothing about the ghost realm. This made me feel like the truth was being buried.
“I’ll go to Yaochi to ask the immortal if they know about this.”
I looked at Zhen Nü and nodded: “Mm.”
She paused, then asked: “A Gong is also at Yaochi. Do you have any message you want me to deliver to her?”
I was stunned for a moment: “She’s at Yaochi?”
Zhen Nü smiled softly: “You’ve been in the ghost realm these days, so it’s not strange that you didn’t know. A Gong requested to go to Yaochi for cultivation, and the Upper God agreed.”
I responded and asked: “What about Kong Kong?”
“Kong Kong is still at Qiongyu Palace, continuing his duties,” Zhen Nü said. “You should visit him more often.”
“I know,” I laughed, “I just don’t know how much longer I can live.”
“Qing Su!”
“The resentful spirit is consuming me faster than I imagined,” I said, covering my heart helplessly, “I’m afraid I won’t be able to suppress it much longer. If I turn into a demon, Zhen Nü, please kill me. I don’t want to become someone who recognizes no kin.”
Zhen Nü suddenly hugged me and said loudly: “Even if you have the courage, you cannot die by yourself. If you truly become a demon, I will kill you. So, before that happens, you must live well!”
Tears fell in large drops. I hugged her and cried heartily.
Mu Chen’s cultivation was so high that even without the help of the peony flower, he could live for a long time. But my cultivation was too weak, and the resentful spirit was too powerful. If I persisted, I might only have three to five years left.
As I was crying, a divine soldier ran over: “Reporting to the Great Sacrificial Priest, someone from the ghost realm has come to seek the Rebirth God Lord.”
Hearing that someone was coming to seek, not to attack, I felt relieved. The only person who would come to the divine realm to find me and alarm the divine soldiers must be Qing Yuan.
I ran to the entrance of the Heavenly Path, and indeed, a chill swept over. Seeing him, I felt an immediate sense of familiarity, squinting and smiling: “Greetings, Great Sacrificial Priest Qing Yuan.” Seeing him slightly twitch, I chuckled, “Is Mu Chen looking for me?”
“No.”
I wilted, asking unwillingly: “Then why are you here?”
