Chapter 15: He gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

With a "bang," the giant python turned into a cloud of white mist, and then a woman in white with her hair tied up slowly emerged from the mist.

Hearing the voices, they curiously sized up this "God of Literature".

She stood with her hands clasped, her cheeks flushed, and two wisps of light slanted from the corners of her eyes into her temples, as if she were wearing a vivid floral mask. Her appearance was very beautiful and novel, like a character from a play.

Upon hearing a voice, his pupils dilated slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh softly:

"So high..."

She looks almost as tall as the mountain god.

Hearing voices, she couldn't help but feel envious, and unconsciously tiptoed, trying to make herself look less like a tiny little thing.

After the "God of Literature" transformed into a human, he did not pause for a moment, but strode directly to Wen Rensheng and gently lifted his chin with his fan.

"You have a Heavenly Spiritual Root?"

She scrutinized Wenrensheng with a questioning look.

"monster?"

The sudden closeness of the "Wenquxing" mask was truly frightening. Hearing the voice, she cried out "Ah!" and hurriedly hid behind He Mu, only revealing her two round eyes staring at her.

“Not a monster,” he retorted weakly, clutching at He Mu’s robes with both hands. “Do you have any proof?”

After saying this, he opened his mouth as if to call out to Wenquxing, but He Mu covered his mouth in time.

"Don't casually use the names of deities," Mu Chong, nicknamed "Wenquxing," exchanged a glance and said, "What should I call you?"

"Wenquxing" immediately held the jade fan in front of her lips and said demurely, "Call me Yijinxiang."

Hearing someone's voice, his mouth was covered, and he shouted indistinctly.

"Yu Jinxiang?"

What a strange name.

Yi Jinxiang glanced at the voices a few times, then asked, "Is he the student I'm asking to take on?"

He Mu nodded and said, "Intelligent and easy to teach."

Upon hearing the voice and seeing He Mu introduce himself, he quickly loosened his grip on He Mu's robe and took a few steps forward.

He looked up at Yi Jinxiang, then lowered his head and bowed obediently.

Hello, teacher.

"..."

“…Oh, oh!” Yi Jinxiang was startled by him. She blinked her eyes and answered awkwardly, “Oh, um, hello.”

After replying, she quickly fanned herself to hide her panic, and then stole glances at the voices every now and then, muttering to herself, "She's quite cute."

Upon hearing this, He Mu's expression changed, and he silently pulled Wen Rensheng back to reality.

“If you won’t accept me,” he said bluntly, “then I’ll teach you myself.”

Yi Jinxiang snorted as if she had heard a joke, and said sarcastically, "How come you, a mere mortal, have become so eager to act as a teacher after descending to the mortal realm?"

"But that's perfect, I don't want to come all the way from Cangzhou to your lousy mountain to teach every day, my time is very precious."

"If you really want me to teach him, then I'll have to take him to my place. Anyway, there's no benefit to having a Heavenly Spirit Root by your side, right?"

“It’s a bit cold where I am, but it’s at least the third-ranked immortal sect on the Heavenly Ranking. Maybe this kid will like it more…”

She started muttering and went on and on, but after rambling on for a while, Mu could only glean one meaning from her words:

They want to steal people.

"Don't get any ideas," He Mu frowned, cut off Wen Rensheng's voice, and interrupted, "He lives here and doesn't go anywhere."

Seeing He Mu's uncompromising attitude, Yi Jinxiang immediately stopped pretending and rolled her eyes.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, she closed the fan, casually tossed it onto the long table, and then conjured a chair, crossed her legs, and sat down on it.

"To tell you the truth," Yi Jinxiang said lazily, rubbing her forehead, "the Heavenly Court is currently searching for Heavenly Spiritual Roots, so I have to lay low."

She paused, then turned her gaze to Wenrensheng.

"Little thing, your spiritual roots are incomplete, aren't they?"

Hearing the voice and the words, he touched his chest and nodded.

As Mu had previously stated, his Purple Mansion was empty, his Sea of ​​Consciousness was unstable, and his physique was too weak. He needed to recover his health first so that the other half of his spiritual root could be restored. Otherwise, he would not be able to withstand such a powerful spiritual flow all at once.

However, spiritual roots are not food and cannot be stored outside the body indefinitely; there is a time limit for fusion.

Yi Jinxiang said, "That's right. The Heavenly Spiritual Root is destined to ascend. As long as the spiritual root is separated from the human body for a period of time, it will inevitably be noticed by the Heavenly Court."

She squinted at Wen Rensheng and slowly said:

"So, you are dangerous."

It's very dangerous.

He heard the voice repeating itself in his mind.

For some reason, he didn't feel scared at all; on the contrary, he felt a little excited.

Rather than staying in the library reading books, he would rather fight with a sword himself, because that would give him a more realistic feeling of becoming a great hero.

The thought of himself, robes fluttering in the wind, sword in hand, dominating the martial world, made him puff up his cheeks and chuckle as he heard voices.

Seeing this, He Mu pinched his ear: "I told you you were dangerous, and you're still grinning like an idiot."

"No."

Hearing someone's voice, she stubbornly retorted, then immediately put on a stern face.

“I don’t want to cause trouble,” Yi Jinxiang said lazily, shifting her leg across her body. “Besides, if I take this child back to Heaven, I’ll be the champion of this year’s Immortal Rank Competition. You’re asking me for help, aren’t you worried?”

He Mu gave a slight twitch of his lips but did not reply.

He invited Yi Jinxiang not only to help Wen Rensheng overcome his blindness, but also primarily to help him improve his understanding and connect with the universe.

For the past month, He Mu has been trying to suppress the power of the other half of the Heavenly Spiritual Root every day, striving to transfer it back into Wenren Sheng's body as soon as possible.

However, he still underestimated the growth rate of the Heavenly Spiritual Root.

The Heavenly Spiritual Root absorbs natural energy almost every day, and in just half a year, its power has grown to the level of the Nascent Soul stage.

If this continues, the Heavenly Court will eventually discover the existence of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, and might even take drastic measures against Wenrensheng.

He needs an assistant.

Wenquxing is the best choice; she can help Wenrensheng improve his comprehension ability the fastest and merge with the Heavenly Spiritual Root as soon as possible.

He smoothed Wenrensheng's hair a couple of times and said, "This kid used my sword to kill a Mahayana-stage sword cultivator half a year ago. Is that enough to make him your student?"

Yi Jinxiang immediately scoffed, "What a joke, you haven't even grown a full beard yet..."

She glanced at Wenrensheng, who was standing obediently to the side, and coughed lightly before changing her words:

"He only has half a spiritual root. Even if it is a heavenly spiritual root, he is not qualified to control the divine weapon. What nonsense are you talking about?"

Upon hearing the voice, he became anxious and, before He Mu could speak, mustered his courage and said, "I'm not joking. I did it with my own power. I can talk to these weapons."

Hearing this, Yi Jinxiang still didn't take it to heart.

"Really?" she said casually. "If you really have such an ability, then I was mistaken."

Hearing the voice, she saw that the woman didn't believe her and pursed her lips unhappily.

Cultural snakes, they're so pretentious.

However, Wen Rensheng was not one to give up easily. His gaze passed over Yi Jinxiang and landed on the blue and white jade fan on the long table behind her.

Facts speak louder than words.

This is a sentence that Wenrensheng learned from reading these past few days.

The mountain god had told him that the Heavenly Spirit Root could communicate with all things in the world and was "nature" itself. He could resonate with the color killing, so he could definitely communicate with this blue and white jade fan as well.

Hearing the voice, he curled his lips down and tried to mobilize the meager spiritual power within his body to resonate with the blue-white jade fan.

This fan has never come into contact with Wenrensheng, unlike Sesha who is so proactive. But fortunately, Wenrensheng has already had an experience of enlightenment, so it will be much easier for him to resonate with Shenwu than before.

He almost turned red in the face, and with all his mental strength, he finally managed to make the blue-white jade fan tremble slightly.

He Mu coughed lightly, gesturing for Yi Jinxiang to look at her weapon.

Yi Jinxiang glanced at him sideways and sneered, "Is that all you've got..."

Before she could finish speaking, in Yi Jinxiang's gaze, the fan slowly rose into the air, like a flower bud in spring, and slowly opened its ribs.

At the center of that fan, spiritual energy spontaneously condensed into three clumsy characters.

Jade Fragrance.

Yi Jinxiang: "..."

Wen Rensheng felt it was impolite to touch her fan without permission, so he did not try to get the jade fan into his hand, but just let it hover in mid-air.

After doing all this, Wen Rensheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yi Jinxiang again, and spoke with more confidence.

"I'm not lying, it's true."

He truly has the ability to kill a sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage, and he also has the means to communicate with Shenwu.

Yi Jinxiang gazed at the blue and white jade fan, her eyes deep, remaining silent for a long time.

Weapons ascend with cultivators. When cultivators attain godhood, their weapons also transform into sentient "divine weapons."

The soul companionship between the owners of the artifacts can be said to be even closer than that between blood relatives.

And it was only their first meeting, yet Wen Rensheng was able to directly control the divine weapon that had been with her for hundreds of years.

That's a terrifying ability.

Yi Jinxiang remained silent for a long time, so long that Wen Rensheng became somewhat flustered before she finally turned her gaze back to Wen Rensheng.

This time, instead of scrutinizing her, she adopted a more equal stance, looking up at Wen Rensheng and asking:

"Your name is Wenrensheng?"

Hearing a voice, he nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

What do you want to learn?

Hearing the voice, he thought for a moment and replied, "I want to learn everything that will allow me to become a better hero after entering the martial world, and then, and then, everything that will allow me to cultivate and ascend to immortality faster."

As soon as Yi Jinxiang raised her hand, the blue and white jade fan that had been floating in mid-air flew back into her hand on its own.

“Alright, I will take you as my apprentice,” she paused, then emphasized again, “only for the next six months, but I will do everything in my power to teach you the ability to comprehend the universe.”

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Wenquxing is Wenquxing after all; he is much more reliable as a teacher than He Mu.

In terms of arithmetic alone, Wenrensheng had already surpassed Hemu's poor arithmetic skills in just one afternoon, and could solve any arithmetic problem about chickens and rabbits with ease.

When Yi Jinxiang left that night, Wen Rensheng was still reluctant to part with her. He pestered her to tell him a few more strange tales about the Heavenly Court before he was willing to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Yi Jinxiang gave Wenrensheng a scroll called "The Secret History of Heaven," which recorded some miscellaneous events in Heaven. She instructed Wenrensheng to read it secretly when He Mu was not around.

Hearing the voice, she hugged the scroll and skipped along beside He Mu, happily heading towards her bedroom.

He Mu glanced at him sideways, and in the bright moonlight, he could see Wen Rensheng's blue eyes shining brightly, more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

"So happy?" He Mu looked away, and said sourly, "Why weren't you this happy when I was your husband?"

Upon hearing the voice, he immediately stopped smiling and retorted, "Don't talk nonsense."

He Mu shrugged and used the same trick again, asking, "Are you talking nonsense? So, do you like her more, or do you like me more?"

Hearing the voice, he was no longer buying it. He pouted, grabbed He Mu, and earnestly lectured him: "The mountain god is being particularly childish."

He Mu smiled and deliberately tapped Wen Rensheng's forehead: "You left me hanging, and you won't even let me be angry? You're such an unreasonable kid."

He shook his head upon hearing the voice.

There is no such thing as being unreasonable.

Then he beckoned to Mu and said mysteriously, "Squat down a little, I have something to tell you."

He Mu then squatted down as instructed and leaned towards the direction from which the voices were heard.

"Speak, I'm listening."

Hearing the voice, she moved closer to He Mu, whispered in his ear, and said in a sweet voice, "Wenquxing is really good. She can teach me everything, and I learn very quickly..."

He Mu snorted and interrupted, "Alright, alright, I know you like her, why do you make me listen to it again?"

As he spoke, He Mu supported his knees and prepared to stand up.

Hearing the voice, he immediately became anxious, grabbed He Mu, and shouted, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Then what do you want to say?"

"I...I...I..."

Hearing the voice, he swallowed hard and blurted out in a hurry,

"I just realized that although she's a good person, but... but..."

"The person I love most in my heart is still you!"

After saying this, Wenrensheng closed his eyes and gave He Mu a quick kiss on the cheek. Then, his face turned red, and he quickly darted into his room like a firecracker.

Bang!

The door closed.

The air under the corridor suddenly fell into a deathly silence, leaving only He Mu standing there, stunned.

He stood there for a moment, then touched the spot where Wen Rensheng had just kissed him.

“…”

The person you like?

And it's... my absolute favorite?

He Mu blinked, then belatedly laughed out loud.

He suddenly realized that the shy child who used to blush and stutter seemed to have unknowingly learned how to express affection.

He looked at his palm and muttered to himself.

"This is really..."

Before he could finish speaking, rainwater collected from the eaves lashed down on his head at an inopportune moment, soaking half of his bangs.

A note from the author:

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So cute!