Hoshino recounted his past with his father in detail, his little face showing admiration and longing.

The water god can control all the waters in the world; he can turn any strand of hair he plucks into a winding stream.

But he was also gentle and never used his power to act recklessly.

"Father God doesn't need to cultivate; they are born with the ability to control certain things. But he is also very busy, as he needs to manage all the waters in the world. Water flows everywhere, and he also needs to discuss the laws of tides with the Moon God. If there is too much water here and too little water there, there will be floods and droughts, and sea monsters will also sneak out. He also has to go down and supervise in person. However, there are some places that are destined to go through this calamity, and they can only watch helplessly."

Hoshino sighed, exhaling a puff of black smoke that slowly dissipated from her small mouth. "Cultivators and fairies often sneak through the gates to the temple entrance, saying they want to kill Father God and make him pay with his life..."

"Will he kill them?"

Hoshino shook his head: "No way~ Father God will only invite them to drink, get them drunk, and then send them back to the mortal world."

"Oh...wouldn't that mean all the people who feel injustice and drunkards in the world would come after him? The wine in the temple must be delicious, right?"

“It’s because it’s too weak, like…” Hoshino looked down, rummaged around on the ground a few times, and pulled out an earthworm. After thinking for a moment, he described it, “Like this one, it’s too weak to be harmful. If I had lots and lots of rice, I could share half a grain with it and keep it as a pet. It can even help me loosen the soil someday. The little bird isn’t here right now. If it were, I could feed it to her.”

"..."

Zhao Xi thought of Lin Che's solemn face and gorgeous clothes, and felt the chilling difference in their appearance.

He was the supreme water god, while she had no spiritual roots.

Even if someone has some special abilities, they can be killed by force.

Could it be that in Lin Che's eyes, she sometimes appears as weak as an earthworm?

But the one she encountered was a real person who would get angry at her teasing, would get emotional, and then suddenly have an epiphany and be overjoyed...

She subconsciously bit her lip.

The gods in this world are just civil servants, so Lin Che should naturally demonstrate the authority of the Water God in front of his child and ordinary mortals.

"The wine in the temple is really delicious. I secretly tasted a few sips and was drunk for several days! After waking up, my cultivation level improved by quite a bit." Hoshino stretched out his hand, gesturing a small section with his index finger and thumb, and excitedly wagged his dragon tail.

"..."

Before my eyes, the little dragon cub's face was beaming with a smile, and he was licking his lips, as if the happy times in the temple were just yesterday.

Zhao Xi suddenly realized a problem.

"There must also be river gods, spirits in the streams, and perhaps even demons in the wells, right?"

Hoshino nodded: "Those are Earth Immortals, there are many of them, they go to the temple every day."

"Are there any mermaids in the temple who take care of the water god? Like little pearl spirits, or little sea anemone fairies with all sorts of bling-bling bodies?"

“There are many.” Hoshino blinked. “Why did the headmistress ask that?”

This is terrible! Is she, a fine young socialist, going to have to act out a scene from "The Legend of Zhen Huan" in a temple?

Zhao Xi carefully considered her words: "Does he have someone he particularly likes?"

Hoshino nodded, a hint of sadness flickering in her dark, pearly eyes: "Yes, my brother."

"...Besides your brother, is there anyone else, like a palace maid he particularly liked? Someone who always went to her room and received gifts from her..."

Zhao Xi looked at the short, stocky little guy in front of her and suddenly found it hard to speak.

Hoshino blinked: "Is the headmistress asking about Father God's partner?"

"Um……"

Hoshino shook his head: "Father God is devoted to the waters of the world and has no Daoist partner. However, a long time ago, before I entered the temple to cultivate, there was a girl named Rongrong who was always pestering Father God. My brother also thought that Sister Rongrong was very beautiful. If Father God hadn't been blind, he would definitely have liked her."

Zhao Xi's eyelids twitched: "...So your father god is blind?"

Hoshino nodded, speaking with utmost seriousness: "He's blind!"

"..."

I was a little angry at first.

Suddenly I wasn't angry anymore.

I'm actually quite happy.

Hoshino stood up from the futon and spun around in the cave: "Sister Rongrong is so pretty, she smells so good and is so soft, just like the headmistress."

Zhao Xi stared at him and said, "You've never even seen her, how do you know she smells so good and feels so soft?"

Hoshino tilted her head, a look of confusion flashing in her black pearl eyes: "It seems like what my brother said..."

Right, how would he know about what happened before he entered the temple?

Having finally finished her work, Zhao Xi wanted to ride the tiger cub, carrying a food box containing spirit stone lamps, and run to the hot springs in the mountains.

I haven't had a proper shower since I left home.

The towns in the mortal realm are not developed; they don't even have running water. The bathing water in the inn is rainwater and river water collected by the waiter, mixed with mud and sand.

She endured not taking a shower much, and as soon as she got back, she encountered that strange Mi Youyou and Mao Jiren one after the other, keeping her extremely busy.

When the kids hugged her, they all said she looked sour.

She wasn't sour!

I didn't become a sour grapes because of anything else!

The pool was edged with raw spirit stones, gleaming brightly. The clear water of the spirit spring, shrouded in ethereal mist, had several small water sprites swimming at the bottom.

Because of the protective array, these mountain spirits were very familiar with Zhao Xixiang's scent and hid far away, giving her a large area to keep away.

She loosened her clothes and belt.

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