Chapter 50 After Duan Chengxin woke up, Zhu Huai had lunch...

After waking up, Zhu Huai had lunch and began his training for the day. His days had been quite chaotic. Before he had time to rest, many things piled up, leaving him overwhelmed.

It's like having to deal with two strong and mean husbands at the same time. It's the same person, but just when you coax one, the other starts to make trouble again.

Zhu Huai sighed and suddenly felt something was wrong. What was he thinking about?

It's all Liu Xiang and that bastard Xiang Liu's fault. If they had been a little more considerate of him, they would have known that merging with him sooner would help reduce his burden.

Instead of working in two shifts, day and night, he can't handle one person anymore, and then another one who is even more disobedient comes along. This is simply torturing him to death.

In a way, Zhu Huai's desire for a strong fusion is not only because he is worried about Liu Xiang, but also because he wants to save himself.

Even though the wood and water elements were dominated by one will, while he was eating, these two lively figurines were swaying around him as if trying to attract his attention.

If he wasn't paying attention, the wood elephant would have climbed up his calf, and the little mermaid would have circled around him, its long fish tail swaying slightly, constantly attracting his attention.

Zhu Huai's response was to coldly put the little mermaid on his shoulder aside, pull off the wooden sign that was pulling at him in his arms and put it on the table - and continue cooking - then carry the little mermaid that had crawled into his arms out, and pull off the wooden sign on his head and put it aside.

This cycle goes on and on, and Zhu Huai cannot favor one over the other. If he kisses one, he has to kiss the other. If he misses one, the extremely jealous clone will get angry. How mean!

Zhu Huai was so irritated that he wanted to get angry, like a poor breeder tortured by a beagle. He was really going to get angry!

But Liu Xiang just raised his face to look at him, then climbed on top of him and rubbed his face affectionately, and Zhu Huai's anger would drop rapidly and then disappear completely.

Perhaps this is a case of what goes with what you put on the pot. Zhu Huai has even become somewhat accustomed to having something crawling on him all the time. When did his bottom line become so low?

Or maybe this kind of action figure is just too cute, and he really can't get angry with little Liu Xiang.

In the midst of endless self-doubt, Zhu Huai was just about to reach out to drink some water to calm down when he saw the water element swimming towards him with a pot of tea in its hand, shaking its tail, and pouring tea for him attentively.

The little mermaid looked up at him with her little face raised, while Mu Xiang beside her turned into a human form. After taking a look at the Heavenly Master Record in Zhu Huai's hand, she explained to him in detail what he had not understood just now.

As soon as Zhu Huai opened his eyes, he was busy studying the Heavenly Master Record. He wanted to rely on the yellow dragon scales in his hand to find the location of the earth element as soon as possible.

Xiangliu's attitude and the three-headed monster who kept saying that he wanted to kill Liu Xiang made Zhu Huai feel a sense of crisis.

He urgently wanted to increase his strength. After telling Liu Xiang about this, the mermaids and Er Shu had the same reaction, which was to tell Zhu Huai not to worry.

...How could he not be worried?

The sweet aroma of tea filled the room. The little mermaid was floating in the air with a plate of cut fruit on her head, busying herself around Zhu Huai, serving him like an enslaved little mermaid.

Mu Xiang, standing by, spoke in a gentle voice. As the deity, he provided Zhu Huai with one-on-one guidance, quickly resolving all of his problems. This gave him a sense of enlightenment.

Zhu Huai took a sip of tea, then leaned back and fell into a warm embrace. Several vines wrapped around his calves, massaging his weak and tired legs and waist.

Zhu Huai's tense nerves relaxed a little under this kind of massage, like a taut string being gently plucked. Mu Xiang hugged his wife and couldn't take his eyes off Zhu Huai.

He believed from the bottom of his heart that Zhu Huai should lie in his arms like this, just enjoying everything he gave her, and he would take care of all the rest.

Zhu Huai was like a small human biscuit, about to melt away comfortably. This was how life should be for a human. Mu Xiang stared at the human before him. The vines slowly lifted the crevices in the clothing, desperately seeking any place to burrow into, heading deeper into the depths.

Zhu Huai suddenly opened his eyes, he stood up and heard the sound coming from outside. Mu Xiang raised his face, and a long tree root meandered out and reached into a mirror. An offering on the altar was dragged back by the root. It was an ancient wooden box, which for some reason emitted a faint smell of blood.

The moment he saw the wooden box, Mu Xiang already knew what was inside, and Zhu Huai looked at him.

Mu Xiang did not hide anything and said, "Zhu Yingxue has already captured Xu Xiuwen."

His movements were surprisingly fast. Mu Xiang had previously used an evil curse to attack Xu Xiuwen, so he certainly knew that the other party would not live long. Zhu Yingxue might have followed the contract on You Yao all the way, so he took this opportunity to kill the distressed god, cut off his head, and destroyed the contract between him and You Yao.

Only then did You Yao completely sever ties with Xu Xiuwen. For the gods, this was a necessary means of seizing another person's partner, a practice long documented in ancient texts. Liu Xiang remained calm; his attention was focused on another matter: he didn't want Zhu Huai to see the contents of the wooden box.

But since Zhu Yingxue had sent this wooden box, it meant that he had guessed something. Mu Xiang hesitated for a moment. Zhu Huai saw his expression and knew that the contents of the wooden box might be very important. Zhu Huai asked, "What's inside?"

At this moment, there was a banging sound from inside the wooden box. Xu Xiuwen's voice could be heard from inside: "Why don't you let me out?"

Zhu Huai was a little surprised. He asked, "Xu Xiuwen is here?"

Mu Xiang said, "Part of it."

Zhu Huai had some guesses in his mind, and he said, "Open the box."

Mu Xiang's expression was somewhat weary. He said with disgust, "It's very dirty."

Xu Xiuwen: "I can hear it."

Mu Xiang's expression remained unchanged. He said to Zhu Huai, "It's so dirty, Zhu Huai, don't look at these dirty things."

As Mu Xiang said this, he wanted to throw the wooden box far away, but Zhu Huai counted with his fingers and vaguely sensed something, so he quickly stopped him.

Xu Xiuwen was then released. When Mu Xiang opened the box, he saw his severed head lying inside. The scene was not too bloody, but Xu Xiuwen's long hair was covered in blood, which made the smell of blood in the air even stronger.

Zhu Huai really didn't expect him to appear in this way. He looked carefully and found that Xu Xiuwen's face was full of hideous lines, as if a living creature was sucking the remaining strength from his body.

Seeing Xu Xiuwen's miserable condition right before his eyes, Zhu Huai frowned. He could avenge Liu Xiang, but he did not like to mistreat his enemies. He said, "Tell me what you know, and I will send you on your way."

Xu Xiuwen opened his eyes and looked at him, seeming a little surprised that Zhu Huai was so direct.

But he soon laughed: "It is indeed unpleasant for me to continue to survive in this way. If you had killed me earlier, it would indeed be a kind act."

Xu Xiuwen was once a god worshipped by his family, but later he destroyed his family with his own hands and then created that ghost temple. Why did he, who believed in cause and effect, do these things? Zhu Huai didn't care about these things at all.

He said, "Since you know, why don't you tell me?"

Xu Xiuwen was blocked. He wanted to speak, but a lot of blood foam came out of his throat. Mu Xiang frowned, looking a little unhappy.

Xu Xiuwen's eyes swept over the Wood and Water phases. He seemed to understand something: "So that's how it is. You and that ghost god are actually one and the same."

"What a pity! When I obtained the Eruption Tree, I only thought I could use it to obtain the Life Mark, but I couldn't figure out the true source of the danger. If I could figure out your source, perhaps I wouldn't have been defeated so miserably."

Only then did Xu Xiuwen realize where he had lost, but compared to Liu Xiang, what he hated more was Zhu Yingxue who appeared in front of him and chopped off his head with a knife.

Xu Xiuwen said, "He sent me here, perhaps because he didn't want to be contaminated by the evil curse on me."

Zhu Yingxue couldn't let Xu Xiuwen die at his hands. Xu Xiuwen, who was covered in evil curses, was like a time bomb. Whoever he exploded in would be covered in evil curses.

He could only cut off the head of his love rival and send it to Zhu Huai, hoping that Zhu Huai could deal with the matter as soon as possible. After all, he saw the incarnation of Mu Xiang with his own eyes, but Zhu Yingxue did not tell this matter to anyone.

After Xu Xiuwen finished speaking, he continued, "What do you want to know?"

Zhu Huai asked, "Who taught you to raise the evil tree in this way?"

Xu Xiuwen said, "No one taught me, but there was someone who wanted to compete with me for the evil tree. However, that priest was not good at karma curses and was almost cursed.

So he left this tree with me.”

At this point, Xu Xiuwen actually laughed. "He said, 'You take good care of the evil tree for me. When it matures, I will come back to reclaim it.'"

Zhu Huai couldn't help but look at Mu Xiang standing beside him.

#My husband's internal organs are a rare treasure that everyone wants to grab#

"Now I know that what I have been cultivating is actually this thing." Xu Xiuwen said: "If I had known this earlier, I might as well have burned the evil tree directly."

Zhu Huai's tone turned unfriendly. He asked, "You dare?"

Xu Xiuwen smiled faintly and coughed a few times, "That's all I know. The sacrificial deity is very strong, but not as strong as the fire-type one.

"His purpose seems to be to use the dragon vein to trap something. That guy's desire is very strong, but to be honest, the wife next to him is not as good-tempered as you."

Zhu Huai was stunned for a moment, then he said, "Dragon Vein?"

"Yes, dragon veins... They have been looking for places with strong dragon veins. If you ask me, the Liu family's ancestral home is an excellent land vein.

Dragon veins can both hide dragons and suppress them. If we can use them to build a large formation, we might be able to trap a dragon."

Zhu Huai frowned, subconsciously trying to deduce. However, when he realized the person doing the deduce was another deity, he stopped what he was doing and took out the yellow dragon scales. He asked Xu Xiuwen, "Have you ever seen scales like this?"

Xu Xiuwen's gaze fell upwards, and he said, "After I say this, you will kill me directly."

Zhu Huai said, "I promise you."

"Okay," Xu Xiuwen said, "The god who coveted the Tree of Doom once carried scales like these." Xu Xiuwen closed his eyes, his expression showing a hint of impatience. "Okay, it's time for you to kill me."

Zhu Huai said, "I have something else to ask you. Where is the deity now? What is his name?"

Xu Xiuwen felt like a dead person who had no way out and was forced to work overtime.

He said: "He always pretends when he meets me. We are not collaborators. If I had the chance, I would kill him."

"You're lying," Zhu Huai said. "He wanted to take the evil tree away. You couldn't possibly agree to that. You control the causal curse, so you must have sought information about the sacrificial deity. It's just that you couldn't defeat him, so you were driven back."

Zhu Huai actually guessed most of it right. Xu Xiuwen asked, "Do you have any other mind-reading skills?"

Zhu Huai said, "I want to know the name of the deity being sacrificed."

Xu Xiuwen said: "But I don't want to tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Huai laughed, turned around and said to Mu Xiang: "Liu Xiang, help me beat him."

The lines on Xu Xiuwen's face suddenly appeared, and he was in so much pain that he almost died. But the most painful thing was wanting to die but being unable to. Mu Xiang said, "I won't kill you. I can let you live forever."

Xu Xiuwen sighed, took a deep breath, and said, "The Duan family in Shangcheng, He is the Duan family's sacrificial deity."

"But the Duan family has two powerful sacrificial gods, one of whom is an old monster who has lived for who knows how long."

Xu Xiuwen said, "If you really want to go against Him and kill Him with one strike, it would be better to attack His wife who was sacrificed."

Zhu Huai was silent because he remembered what happened in his previous life.

Those who came towards Liu Xiang and originally wanted to kill him suddenly changed direction in the end, and all their killing moves were aimed at Zhu Huai as a human.

Liu Xiang is a powerful sacrificial god, but his wife who shares his life with him is just an ordinary person who is well protected.

So they succeeded, Liu Xiang died in place of Zhu Huai, and Zhu Huai also passed away afterwards.

When Xu Xiuwen said this, Zhu Huai felt a strong sense of displeasure, because he had vaguely realized the nature of these sacrifices to gods. Sacrificing wives was the only weakness of the gods, and accurately attacking the only soft spot of the powerful gods was the most effective method in the eyes of these terrifying monsters.

Such cases are countless throughout history. The wives offered sacrifices may have willingly become the deity's lovers, or they may have been deceived and coaxed into entering the ancestral hall, signing a contract with an evil being.

Some of them don't know what's happening, or even what they've become, but in this situation, because of their own fragility, they are seen as the best way to get rid of the sacrificial god. Even if they don't die from losing their wife, the sacrificial god will lose control and go crazy.

Therefore, in order to protect his wife, the god became even more frantic in his attempt to hide his only weakness, which was also his most important treasure. The end result was that the relationship between the god and his wife became increasingly distorted in some cases.

Some humans become sacrificial wives and are unable to leave the palace for the rest of their lives, trapped in their nests forever. Others are unwilling to accept this reality and would rather die than lose their freedom.

However, this situation gradually changed later on, and the wives of the deceased had more freedom and were no longer forced into a cage like treasures that could be taken away and destroyed by others at any time.

Zhu Huai's relationship with Liu Xiang, which is so twisted yet harmonious, is indeed rare. Zhu Huai is willing to condone Liu Xiang's actions. His feelings for Liu Xiang make him seem more relaxed and at ease in this relationship.

Zhu Huai came back to his senses and said, "What is a wife sacrifice in your eyes?"

Xu Xiuwen was slightly stunned. After a moment, Zhu Huai said again: "Forget it, what can I say to a man like you who has no wife."

He shook his head. Xu Xiuwen became a little angry after hearing what he said, but Mu Xiang stretched out his hand and smashed his head.

When he was truly dead, Xu Xiuwen might still want to curse Zhu Huai, but compared to Zhu Huai, he might want to curse Zhu Yingxue more.

Shangcheng Duan Family...

Zhu Huai thought for a moment, and then realized that he didn't know the Duan family at all.

But he seemed to vaguely remember that among the most famous real estate tycoons in Upper City, several had the surname Duan. If the Duan family really had two gods, then this family might even be a family with a longer history and more prosperity than the Liu family.

Zhu Huai was determined to take back the Earth Prime Minister at all costs. He looked at the Willow Prime Minister standing beside him and said to the Wood Prime Minister, "Do you know what the Duan family's sacrifice to the gods is about?"

Liu Xiang paused for a moment, then his roots extended all the way, as if reaching somewhere, and stealthily brought back a book from the study. Zhu Huai looked at him suspiciously, and saw Liu Xiang open the ancient book, searching for something on it.

Zhu Huai stared at it for a while and suddenly realized something was wrong: Isn’t this the little imperial book he had read before!

Bah, bah, bah, it's not a little imperial book, it just records some old stories about worshiping gods, but those old stories are at least hundreds of years ago. Although there are some imperial contents, the second half of the ancient book talks more about those powerful gods with names.

There was something wrong in Zhu Huai's eyes. If the Duan family's deity was really recorded in this ancient book, then his age would be questionable.

Liu Xiang flipped through the pages one by one. He found the page he wanted, turned it over, and placed it in front of Zhu Huai.

[Duan Chengxin, the eldest prince of the Yuan Dynasty, was a child of destiny, at the height of his fame. He once single-handedly defeated an entire nation. In the 142nd year of the Yuan Dynasty, Duan Chengxin married Yu Mu, the second son of the Yu family. He later inherited the throne and became a sacrificial deity, while the imperial concubine became a sacrificial wife...]

During the first year, Zhu Huai's eyelids twitched slightly. He said, "More than six hundred years ago...?"

Liu Xiang hummed softly and said, "You and I should also be like Him, sharing a lifespan that will last for ten thousand years."

Zhu Huai swallowed his saliva. The sacrificial gods were truly immortal, and their wives, who shared their lives, had naturally lived with them until now. If Xu Xiuwen were to face this sacrificial god, then he wouldn't dare confront it head-on, which was, in a sense, quite wise.

"But doesn't the Duan family have two gods to worship? Where is the remaining one?"

Liu Xiang was flipping through ancient books, but found that there was no record of the Duan family's other worship of gods. Perhaps the god who was worshipping the god kept his identity secret and did not publicize his deeds.

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The author has something to say: Liu Xiang: We will live together for a very, very long time.

Zhu Huai: So long that we've both become antiques? You're a big antique, and I'm a small antique...