Chapter 48 The Spirit Rhinoceros Gu has been removed.

When Hua Xun woke up again, she had already returned to the palace at White Mist Cliff.

Before me was a familiar jade dome, and I was covered with a shimmering, ethereal silk cloth. The wounds on my face and body had long since healed.

Hua Xun gradually recalled what happened before she fell into a coma.

She carried the God-King and escaped from the closing rift in the earth's veins, but her magic power was exhausted and she reverted to her original form.

Did the deity bring her back?

Where is the God?

Thinking of this, Hua Xun quickly sat up from the jade couch, lifted the celestial silk, and ran outside.

The clouds and mist were instantly stirred up by the girl's footsteps and scattered. Hua Xun stopped abruptly when she reached the palace in front of her.

She stared blankly at the many immortal soldiers standing silently beside the White Mist Cliff, her fingers curling up, her mind filled with confusion.

After a long while, Hua Xun slowly walked towards the palace gate.

Inside the wide-open palace doors, the divine light emanating from the celestial curtains flickered faintly.

The three supreme immortals stood silently before the immortal curtain, without setting up any barriers, allowing their voices to be heard clearly.

"My Lord, please reconsider! The Jade Kun Divine Palace is an ancient divine realm, sacred and unparalleled. How can we allow a mere demon to trespass?"

"If they were human cultivators, it would be fine, since they are of the same lineage as my immortal sect. But they are demons after all, and even if their cultivation is profound, they cannot escape their beastly nature."

"Indeed, Divine Lord, now that the demon race is entirely under the rule of the demon race, who knows if this little demon is a pawn of the demon race? Not to mention, that little demon seems to be an old acquaintance of the Demon Lord."

"Although that female demon risked her life to save you the other day, the Divine Lord is, after all, the Divine Lord of all beings in the Three Realms. How can a female demon be allowed to defile him..."

"Now that Lord Luohe has awakened, I have heard that you and Lord Luohe share a destiny ordained by Heaven. Lord Luohe should prioritize the Three Realms!"

Zhi Xing Immortal Venerable and Yu Qing Immortal Venerable each spoke, bowing their heads to plead with the Divine Lord on the high platform to expel the female demon and rectify the divine realm.

Only Changhao Immortal Venerable, who still had some connection with the Divine Lord, remained silent.

Behind the celestial curtain, the deity sat quietly on the lotus platform, looking down at the three beings who were advising him. His face was like that of a compassionate yet merciless god, his eyes lowered and silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Immortal Venerable Changhao finally spoke, respectfully saying, "The scene of Miss Hua Xun transforming into a demon was witnessed by both the immortal and human races. Within a day, rumors had already spread throughout the Three Realms that the Divine Lord was raising a little demon..."

Behind the celestial curtain, the divine light paused slightly, and the high and mighty deity frowned slightly.

Immortal Venerable Changhao hurriedly added, "We also witnessed Miss Hua Xun sacrificing herself to save the Divine Lord."

"However, since it is a demon, it would be better to do as I said before and place it in Baiyujing first. Although the spiritual energy is not as pure as that of the Divine Realm, it is still a treasure land for cultivation."

This time, the deity raised his eyes, as if deep in thought.

Chang Hao paused for a moment: "The Divine Lord also said that if any changes occurred, he would personally send him away."

The deity remained silent for a long time, then looked towards the palace gate: "I remember."

The moment the divine sound echoed, Hua Xun withdrew her foot from the temple and quietly walked towards her room.

She didn't know how she got back to the inner palace. When she came to her senses, she was already sitting on the couch in the room, staring blankly out the window.

The day has finally come.

The insurmountable distance between her and the God-King.

An unapproachable god, and a lowly demon with meager magical power.

Heaven and earth, clouds and mud.

He only gained the opportunity to come to the Divine Realm because of the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu, and it was only a matter of time before his identity was exposed.

A misty haze surged outside the window.

Hua Xun looked out and saw a woman surrounded by a bamboo-green divine light slowly land. She wore a white fairy dress with wide sleeves and green trim, like silk woven from moonlight.

Her long, black hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin, and adorned with lustrous pearls, like stars resting on her temples.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like glass, and her nose was delicate and refined, exuding an aura of sacred inviolability.

Hua Xun was stunned for a moment, until the three deities bowed their heads and said, "Lord Luohe."

She suddenly came to her senses.

So this is Lord Luohe.

Indeed, he seemed like a celestial being.

The three deities and the immortal soldiers flew away on the wind, but Lord Luohe stood alone in the clouds of White Mist Cliff, gazing at the peach trees and colorful petals around him, his expression blank.

After an unknown period of time, a golden divine soul floated out from the temple. The semi-transparent divine lord stood in the void and spoke with an echo: "Luo He."

Luo He raised her eyes to look at the divine soul, then rose into the air without wind, her robes fluttering as she stood quietly before the Divine Lord: "Jiu Qing, it's been a long time."

Hua Xun abruptly looked away and closed the window.

The girl sat on the edge of the couch, her lips pressed tightly together, lost in thought, her eyes filled with confusion.

The Divine Lord and the Divine Lord Luohe are a perfect match.

*

Luo He gazed at the momentarily dazed Divine Lord Jiuqing before her, then looked down and saw the tightly closed windows of the rear hall.

She withdrew her gaze and sighed, "Ten thousand years have passed, and this empty divine realm has changed quite a bit."

The deity gazed at the endless peach blossoms and the flower clusters swaying in the wind, silently acquiescing.

“The Three Realms have changed too much,” Luo He added, “Demons and monsters are now united, while humans and immortals are now separated.”

The deity lowered his eyes and said calmly, "The only constant in this world is that all living beings are ever-changing."

“Yes,” Luo He sighed, “just like the Nine-Tiered Divine Lord, he has also changed a lot.”

Jiu Qing looked at her.

Luo He smiled gently, her gaze sweeping over the misty clouds and looking towards the rear hall: "For example, the only ancient god born from the influence of the Xi Hua God, who was born without love or desire, now allows that girl to stay by his side."

Jiuqing's gaze settled slightly, and after a long silence, she calmly said, "The Mother Goddess created me for all living beings, not to keep me to herself."

Luo He paused for a moment, then raised his hand, a thread of divine power flowing from his fingertips into his brow.

In an instant, countless prayers, cries, curses, and laughter rose up in unison.

Luo He unconsciously closed his eyes, his divine body frozen, until his divine power withdrew, then asked in a daze: "The mental power that should have been borne by all the gods of the divine race, for ten thousand years, you have been bearing it all by yourself?"

Since ancient times, each clan of the gods has had its own duties. The Changsang clan governs the laws of heaven, the Shentu clan, to which she belongs, governs criminal law, and the Qiguan clan governs celestial phenomena...

But after the gods perished, all the desires of all living beings were placed upon him.

The Divine Lord smiled and said, "It is the responsibility of the Divine Race."

Luo He gazed at him quietly.

The gods, though indifferent to desires, also followed the principle of yin and yang harmony. They harbored selfish desires, which led to the birth of divine offspring, ensuring the continuation of the lineage.

Only the Divine Lord Xihua, following the example of the Ancestral God, inspired the birth of the Nine Qing of the Changsang Clan, creating a perfect and flawless deity.

But ten thousand years is too long.

Over time, she came to believe that the slumbering, fallen gods were the truly fortunate ones.

“But everyone in the Three Realms has selfish desires, and that’s why there has never been true peace in this world,” Luo He said quietly. “Jiu Qing, perhaps you can also harbor some selfish thoughts.”

The deity lowered his eyes, and after a long while, smiled and slowly said, "Private thoughts are like dust, they should be swept away."

Luo He sighed softly and said nothing more.

"Shall we return to the realm of the gods?" the God-King asked.

Luo He shook her head: "It's too lonely at the top. This place is too desolate and not suitable for me to live here."

"I have found a place to stay near the Jianmu tree."

Jiuqing nodded.

Luo He has revered the Mother Goddess since childhood. Now that the Mother Goddess has transformed her divine soul into the divine tree Jianmu, she must have some selfish motives.

Watching Luo He leave, the Divine Lord remained standing in mid-air. After an unknown amount of time, night gradually fell, and the breathing of a young girl could be heard from the room in the back hall.

He listened quietly to the soft breaths and recalled once again the scene he had witnessed in the crack in the earth.

Just when he thought he would be trapped in an endless night, imprisoned in the earth's core, the girl spread her wings and carried him out with great difficulty.

The Wu tribe, whose feathers would fall and cause them to droop for a while, had half of their wings destroyed.

The girl, who was afraid of pain, was covered in wounds.

In that instant, he understood his confusion and felt a deep-seated disbelief.

The Divine Lord lowered his eyes, condensing the divine power that enveloped the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu, and squeezed it along with the Gu worm onto a piece of divine soul.

A flash of golden light appeared, and the soul carrying the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu transformed into an avatar, separating from its body to silently gaze at him…

*

Hua Xun stayed in the room all day until night fell, then took a deep breath and pushed open the window again.

But he paused when he saw the snow-white figure standing peacefully under the peach tree in the distance.

The deity stood amidst the celestial mist, as if admiring flowers, or perhaps waiting for someone.

Hua Xun stared at the figure's back for a moment, then walked out, approaching the white figure step by step.

As she approached, she paused, and after a long while, slowly walked forward.

Hua Xun sensed an unprecedented liveliness in the Lingxi Gu within her sea of ​​consciousness, an overwhelming joy at having met her other half.

It seemed to ignite her emotions as well.

This was a feeling I had never experienced before when I descended to the mortal realm with the avatar of the God-King.

"My Lord," Hua Xun called out cautiously.

The deity knew of her arrival and did not look away from the distance. He said gently, "A-Xun, is there any wish you haven't fulfilled?"

Hua Xun's eyelashes trembled, and after a while she exhaled and smiled: "Yes."

The deity turned to look at her, his vast eyes seeming to hold a touch of unadorned tenderness.

Hua Xun raised her head, her delicate chin tilted back, and said longingly, "I want to experience what it feels like to be a god riding the clouds, and I also want to go to the top of the clouds to watch the sunrise and the rosy clouds spread everywhere."

Just then, a gentle breeze arose, ruffling a strand of hair at the girl's forehead.

After gazing at her for a few moments, the deity smiled and said, "If that's the case, let's go."

Hua Xun was slightly taken aback.

The deity flicked his fingers, and the ethereal clouds drifted over, condensing into a cotton-like cloud that obediently rested at Hua Xun's feet.

Hua Xun hesitated for a moment before stepping onto the clouds.

It felt like stepping on a soft quilt.

The deity stood quietly beside her.

The clouds carried the two of them into the air, soaring much higher than the divine realm. Before long, the vast divine realm transformed into a patchwork of white and pink light.

Hua Xun looked down and caught a glimpse of the Divine Lord's jade-like fingers beneath his wide sleeves, then she never looked away again.

After hesitating for a while, she raised her hand and gently grasped the sleeve of the deity.

Noticing the subtle movement at the cuff, the deity lowered his gaze and looked down at the cautious hand before turning to the girl: "You want to hold my hand?"

Hua Xun was startled and suddenly looked up.

He turned his slender hand slightly and took her hand in his palm.

The clouds continued to drift.

Hua Xun gripped the God's hand tightly and looked around at the scenery.

She saw the source of the waterfall as an almost ethereal sea of ​​clouds and a celestial river, and also saw a complete, round rainbow. Unnamed celestial birds raised their heads and sang loudly before swooping down.

"My Lord, let's go down too!" Hua Xun said excitedly, pointing to the sea of ​​clouds below.

As soon as he finished speaking, the clouds spun in mid-air and suddenly plummeted. The sound of wind blew past his ears, and Hua Xun cheered, the echo reverberating around him.

The clouds continued to swirl and turn, circling between the celestial realm and the divine domain, and before long they had traveled all over the entire fairyland.

Finally, it stopped above the human race.

It was the dead of night for the human race, and all was quiet except for the moon hanging silently in the sky.

"It's so dark." Hua Xun's eyes were not used to the sudden darkness after coming down from the bright fairy realm, and she exclaimed.

The deity raised his hand, and golden divine light slowly spread in his palm, like fireflies illuminating the dark night with a hazy glow.

Hua Xun gazed at the golden light with delight, raised her hand and caught a piece in her palm; it was warm, like a wisp of light.

"My Lord, do you still remember our contest?" Hua Xun asked excitedly, remembering something.

The deity smiled and nodded.

Hua Xun took out a handful of berries from her pouch: "These are what I picked when I was in the Demon Realm. Shall we have another contest?"

The deity smiled and agreed.

The two guessed the sweetness or sourness of the berries one by one. If they guessed sweet, they ate it themselves; if they guessed sour, they gave it to each other.

The girl's groans of pain, her brows furrowed from the sourness, and her laughter after guessing correctly rang out from time to time.

Before long, the handful of berries was all guessed.

The atmosphere gradually calmed down.

It was autumn, a windy season for humans. A gust of wind blew by, and Hua Xun saw the God Lord's hair blown onto the back of his hand.

She recalled the divine image of the deity, clad in his true form robes, with a golden crown binding his hair, his appearance solemn and dignified.

Hua Xun smiled and said, "I want to see what the God-King looks like with his long hair tied up, is that alright?"

“Just like your Dharma image,” she added.

The deity smiled slightly: "I haven't tied my hair up in a long time."

"I'll help the God!" Hua Xun quickly stood up, walked behind the God, took out the wooden comb she always carried from her purse, and combed her black hair.

The strands of hair floated gently under the influence of divine power, and the wooden comb glided as if on silk.

Hua Xun's fingertips threaded through strands of hair, eventually gathering them together.

"Alright..." Hua Xun's voice stopped abruptly when she saw the God's face.

Her flawless face was more sacred than the moonlight in the night sky, like a jade mountain about to topple, her spirit as sturdy as frost.

The gods revered by the world, I wonder if we will ever see them again.

"Ah Xun?" the deity called to her.

Hua Xun suddenly snapped back to reality and curled her lips into a smile: "My Lord... is very handsome."

She returned to the God's side, sat down quietly, and gazed at the bright moon in the distance.

The moon gradually sets, and the sun slowly rises.

The sun and moon are hard to see.

As dawn broke and the sun rose above the horizon, the clouds quietly carried the two of them toward White Mist Cliff.

Around White Mist Cliff stood even more immortals than yesterday. In front of the palace, three immortal venerables and many elders stood respectfully together.

“So many people,” Hua Xun murmured, gazing into the distance, then turned her head and said, “My Lord…”

Before she could finish speaking, she saw that the deity's clone had not been absorbed into the body by the main body, but instead transformed into a ball of golden light and gradually dissipated.

Within its sea of ​​consciousness, the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu seemed to sense something and quickly became restless.

Huaxun was unusually quiet this time.

She knows.

The Spirit Rhinoceros Gu has no cure unless one party dies.

Although the God-King possesses great supernatural powers and is not restrained by the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu, if the Three Realms were to learn about the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu, neither the God-King nor the little demon would choose to let a little demon live.

But the God is different.

The god chose her.

"Ah Xun, are you happy?" the almost transparent god asked her with a smile.

Hua Xun nodded vigorously: "I'm very happy."

The deity laughed.

It wasn't a compassionate smile, nor a divine smirk, but rather... a tender smile, like that between lovers.

Then it vanished with a roar, leaving only a golden soul bead floating in front of her, which lingered for a long time.

Hua Xun raised her hand, and the Soul Pearl obediently landed in her palm. After flashing for a moment, the golden light dissipated, and the Soul Pearl dimmed.

Suddenly, Hua Xun's mind went blank, and she was slightly startled as she looked at herself.

The Lingxi Gu that had been floating in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared.

The Lingxi Gu has been cured.

*

Meanwhile, inside the temple.

The deity high above behind the celestial curtain trembled, and his eternally unchanging face turned unusually pale.

The venerable elders and immortals remained outside the hall, pleading with the divine lord to drive away the lesser demon.

A cloud descended, and the little demon landed, attracting the attention of all the immortals. When they saw the pure immortal energy within her, they frowned, sighed, and shook their heads repeatedly.

Hua Xun entered the hall and looked up at the deity behind the celestial curtain.

Shenyin Zhaozhao said calmly and gently, "Hua Xun, move away from White Mist Cliff."

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Author's Note: Oh, my God!

Still: There will be small red envelopes dropping in the comments section within 24 hours of this chapter!