Chapter 137

Three hundred years have passed since the Immortal Enforcer of the Celestial Realm transformed into the rules.

The boy in the yellow shirt had a delicate and lovely face, yet he also possessed a subtle ethereal quality.

However, he was not a celestial being in the immortal realm, but a firefly that had been enlightened by the law enforcement celestial being.

Ying knelt down, looking up at the deity who sat on the throne with his eyes lowered.

He is indifferent, lonely, and majestic, with little compassion left; he is the highest being at the top of the heavens.

Ying lowered her eyes, but He never spoke.

After a long while, Ying softly called out, "God."

He lowered his gaze indifferently, yet the supreme pressure vanished upon touching the unique celestial aura emanating from him.

“Hmm,” He said.

Ying then spoke: "Zhu Yuan's whereabouts have been found. Since the day the Six Realms were thrown into turmoil, he has entered the mortal realm, saying he was recuperating from his injuries. As it stands, he has no intention of causing any harm to the Six Realms."

Over the years, the rules, the way of heaven, and even the gods have all shown him a strange fondness.

He naturally knew the reason, but he could no longer see the Immortal Venerable. He could only express his gratitude to the Immortal Venerable by supervising the beings of the Six Realms and fulfilling her long-cherished wish on her behalf!

The Six Realms of Fireflies now exist, and beneath the starry night sky, they are the embodiment of law enforcement outside the rules of the world.

Therefore, finding someone is very easy.

He did not answer, but Firefly understood that he knew what He meant.

Ying stood up and stepped back before leaving.

The realm of gods was empty; no gods were ever born.

The sun, moon, stars, and rivers flowed by, but in His eyes, it seemed as if only a moment had passed. He rose and landed barefoot.

As I stepped outside the hall, a sudden heavy snowfall began.

Meng Po wouldn't offer heartfelt advice like He would; she would only show Him the consequences and try to salvage the situation when things were about to turn bad.

She simply took Him to see a catastrophe that was enough to overturn the world, and the catastrophe vanished under her control.

Even mortals were unaware of the impending cataclysm before they vanished completely from this place.

He raised his hand and took a snowflake, but before it could touch him, it vanished completely because of the divine aura emanating from him.

His eyelashes trembled slightly as he finally caught up with Ying's footsteps.

Perhaps, He should go and see this human world.

Look at this world, is it all filled with greed?

——

It was nighttime in the human world.

Ying transformed into a firefly, but because of his special identity, no one sensed his presence.

Outside a small courtyard, a boy sat on the stone steps, holding a string of candied hawthorns.

His clothes were rough, but clean.

Even his unusually beautiful beauty mark seemed to have become somewhat childlike; he simply held the candied hawthorn but never took a bite.

A firefly landed on a leaf, but the boy's gaze did not follow it. He lowered his eyes and began to talk about his childhood.

“I was born to a concubine. My mother never had a proper status until her death. Later, that man moved his whole family south, leaving me here alone.”

“Kids aren’t really innocent. They called me a bastard, threw stones at me, and made me crawl through a dog hole... but it’s nothing.”

"I only felt embarrassed when I hit them and they brought their parents to scold me. But after thinking about it for a long time, I realized that it wasn't embarrassment, but the pain of having someone who is loved but no one who loves me."

He paused, his eyes blank, yet seemingly filled with a sense of relief.

"until……"

He looked up, then suddenly smiled, his gaze resolute.

"Until I went to the Demon Realm by chance, where strength reigns supreme and the most repressed and dark-hearted are the best."

He stared at the candied hawthorn, as if talking to himself:

"Before I became a demon, I longed for candied hawthorns for a very long time, wishing that everything he experienced was something I had experienced before. He was just lucky to have met her."

He took a bite, and the sweet and sour taste burst in his mouth, but a strange sour feeling also lingered in his heart.

"But I never regretted letting him come to the mortal world."

Otherwise, he would never have met her, never tasted the flavor of candied hawthorn, and never experienced the warmth of ordinary people that he had longed for most in his childhood.

People will eventually be trapped by what they cannot obtain in their youth, but he is also lucky, at least he used his past self to give his future self a chance to make amends.

Ying watched him swallow the candied hawthorns one by one before transforming into human form and squatting a short distance away, reaching out her hand to him:

"Can I have one?"

Zhu Yuan was slightly taken aback, then handed a string of skewers to the boy squatting in front of him.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Zhu Yuan tightened his grip on his fingers and asked:

"so……"

Ying asked, puzzled, "Hmm?"

"So, can you take me to meet her?" Zhu Yuan's purple eyes were very beautiful, and now, filled with the warmth of human life, they were even more dazzling.

But the young man in the yellow shirt suddenly became gloomy, then looked up and pointed to the sky, then to the lights of thousands of homes, and finally stood up and pointed at him.

"She's always been there."

"The rules pervade the six realms, and she has always been there."

“Look, the Immortal Venerable is in your heart, she has never been absent.”

"But you should know that the Immortal Venerable never stays for anyone."

Ying held a candied hawthorn and comforted him.

Zhu Yuan lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse: "She's gone, isn't she?"

Ying couldn't understand, and only frowned, "Where the rules are, there are traces of the existence of immortals."

But the boy sitting on the stone steps turned and left, and never set foot there again.

Several times when Ying passed by here, she would stop for a moment.

Besides being the place where his first spiritual awareness was born, it was also because of the god behind him.

Perhaps he should bring God to see the world, for not all people are greedy.

Another unexpected guest appeared in the courtyard; a firefly landed on a tree branch.

In the courtyard, Luo Suyi, dressed in a white dress, looked irritable.

"How did you manage to break that barrier and escape from the demon realm again? Do you know that every time that barrier breaks, the demon realm has to pay with countless treasures!"

"Didn't you love the celestial flower nectar the most? Why don't you eat it every time it's made, and instead sneak off to the mortal realm with it?" Luo Suyi frowned. "Come back with me first!"

Jiu Mei sat in the courtyard, holding a handful of fairy spirit honey in her hands. She didn't look up when she heard the sound, but simply mumbled:

"The first cup should be given to the master."

"..."

"Have you really lost your mind? How many times have I told you, the Immortal Venerable..."

Luo Suyi didn't finish speaking.

Because she saw tears splattered on that beautiful cup of fairy nectar, the one her silly little sister loved most.

She was still choking back tears, and in a soft, gentle voice that she only used in front of that woman, she murmured:

"I'm not sad, at least I'm still alive..."

"...At least I'm still alive."

Luo Suyi's throat tightened, and as this stubborn younger sister lowered her head, tears streamed down her face like a string of pearls.

Transparent tears fall into this sweet honey, yet seem to sink into endless pain.

Luo Suyi said in a hoarse voice, "But in this world, it all belongs to her."

“It’s different.” Jiu Mei wiped away her tears and put the honey into her mouth.

He appeared in the courtyard and looked at Jiu Mei:

"If I were to give you the chance, would you be willing to exchange yourself for her rebirth?"

Jiu Mei did not hesitate, pushed away Luo Suyi's hand that was blocking her, and nodded vigorously.

Luo Suyi gritted her teeth, "Please forgive my sister's...childish words, for the sake of the meager strength the demon realm exerted back then."

He lowered his eyes, and an immense pressure descended, leaving even Jiu Mei speechless.

Just when the two could no longer hold on, He nodded and finally disappeared from this place.

Above the realm of gods, the boundless frost and snow ceased.

He shed all his divine power and finally received a piece of white snow.

A rare smile appeared on her lips, which was inexplicably touching.

Human nature is complex and cannot be generalized.

If they could meet again, perhaps he should call her "Sir".