Xie Jinhui: My dad? Hmm…you can’t see him either (laughs)

Actually, I was in a pretty good mood when I first met Xie Jinhui.

After all, looking across the immortal realm, there are fewer and fewer immortals who can still maintain this ancient tradition.

My master has recently taken to transforming into a thousand-year-old toad, stepping on his good buddy (mischievous friend), Immortal Lord Muheng, who has transformed into a lotus leaf, to swindle drinks everywhere.

This kind of illusion can take many forms everywhere.

There are so many species in the world, I don't know if I've seen them all thanks to the efforts of all the immortals over thousands of years.

To be honest, I used to really look forward to the immortals suddenly turning back into their original forms...

But as I saw more and more immortals who, like my master, were fond of the appearance of old men, my eyelids became so heavy that I could hardly lift them.

It is said that looking old is a sign of seniority, making one more successful when collecting "rent" in the mortal realm.

For a carefree goddess like me, who is so idle that she only has the right to tour the celestial realm without any celestial duties, even transforming into a different form is not allowed.

Immortals are very self-disciplined, especially when it comes to matters of the skin.

After they finalized the appearances at Xuanyu Pavilion, they handed over the right to make changes to Lady Jieyu.

If you want to change it later, you'll have to pay with three thousand years of immortal power.

I was eager to change my appearance, but the Heavenly Emperor vetoed my request.

Lady Jieyu said that the Heavenly Emperor's vote was the result of a joint protest from all the immortals.

In other words, they can make things ugly as they please, but I have to make them look good.

I don't care about unfair treatment; Lady Jieyu has been kind to me.

She said that people all like good looks, and she gets inspiration just by looking at me.

So she took some of the essence from me from different angles and bestowed it upon more and more believers, and she was soon able to advance to higher levels.

She was a new position that the immortals created by strictly disciplining themselves, and it has only been less than a thousand years.

But she has already given me 50,000 years of spiritual power as a "bribe".

Bribery—it sounds bad, but it's precise.

But recently I discovered that when she gave me spiritual power, she was clearly being stingy and holding back some of it.

It wasn't until I saw Xie Jinhui that I immediately realized he was the one diverting the flow!

As he walked over from under the leafy dragonfly tree, a word came to mind.

"Red flowers naturally need green leaves to complement them."

I was jolted awake. Luckily, I wasn't wearing red, and he wasn't being cuckolded either.

I hoped that this fellow immortal, whom I didn't know at the time, would maintain a good demeanor and pass by quickly, so as not to delay my view of the scenery that I wasn't even looking at.

To my surprise, he sat down on the steps next to me without being invited.

I thought he was asking for directions, but he did it on purpose.

"Goddess, have you ever fallen in love with anyone?" he asked.

I will think it over carefully and answer seriously.

"I have never descended to the mortal realm, I have never seen anything, nor have I ever seen a person."

…………

If our eye contact hadn't been over-interpreted by our masters, if our first meeting had been so clear and pure...

However, there is neither "if" nor the elegant "what if".

When that scroll reads—"The phoenix and the dragon bring good fortune, I cherish you as I have promised, a vow to hold hands..."

And the marriage certificate, prominently displaying my and Xie Jinhui's names, swaggered proudly before my eyes.

Xie Jin and I approached each other at the same time, and then drifted further apart in sync.

Because the marriage certificate not only shamelessly glows red, but is also covered with various types of red threads exclusively developed by the matchmaker.

I'm really afraid these red lines are just like the Reincarnation Platform; they might suddenly pop out and tap me on the head to tell me to wake up.

Then I went inside, and it made me completely obsessed with this swindling and deceptive marriage.

Judging from Xie Jinhui's reaction, he might be as innocent as I am?

However, I am skeptical about any degree of innocence involved.

I gave Xie Jinhui a meaningful look, and he immediately understood my intention.

We quietly moved backward, using our magical powers and eyesight to prepare for our escape.

Until I caught a glimpse of Lord Muheng, a knowing smile on his face, touching his new belt.

Binding Immortal Cloud Lock.

What's wrong? Did the person in question suddenly become so eager to force things when they realized the person was unwilling to cooperate?

Master and God Muheng each pierced one of the four pillar-shaped eye nails, hammering Xie Jinhui and me to the spot.

It's not that I can't move, but I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll lose all my options.

Every nook and cranny in my heart wants to burst open and help me come up with an idea.

But I am a stone, I only have a brain.

Huh? Didn't Xie Jinhui just say it was a stepping stone?

Yes, we need to collaborate with him.

I looked at Xie Jinhui again. He was facing me against the rising morning light, his eyes filled with the light of half a galaxy.

Both the real and the imagined are evidence that he can effectively divert attention.

Damn it, I'm stunned.

I pursed my lips; my face was a little hot from the sun behind my head, but I quickly calmed down.

I thought to myself: There's definitely something fishy going on; the sun's already high in the sky.

"Xie Jinhui." I cleared my throat and raised my voice.

"Quick, you run first, I'll cover you."

Xie Jinhui's eyes lit up. He stroked his chin and leaned forward in response.

"Fine, I'll run away with you."

Ah, as expected, those with young and good-looking faces are no match for these two unassuming old men—they're quick, ruthless, and decisive.

Seeing that a large cage of immortal energy was about to close in, I was so anxious that I stomped my feet.

"No, we must split up and escape to prevent them from succeeding. Hurry."

Xie Jinhui looked up at the sky, but his gaze fell on the marriage scroll in mid-air. He took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand.

The two old men quickly turned their gazes to him.

"Young Master Xie, are you unwilling to marry Yuanhe?" Master's face darkened, and the marriage certificate was moved back a few inches in his direction.

I don't care if you're being nice or rude; my hand was already on Butterfly Bell, just waiting for the two elders' attention to be diverted.

After that, I escaped into the bell's space.

There are at least fifty-five places to hide inside. Anyone who wants to find me would have to search for at least tens of thousands of years.

Seizing the opportunity, I swiftly turned around, "Butterfly Dream Forty-Five, Open..."

The moment his finger touched his brow, the word "遁" (dùn, meaning "escape") was already on his lips, the sound already formed.

The master first shouted "Bad dish!" and then recited the incantation at lightning speed.

It was something he never taught me!

At that moment, I made a series of corpse-like slurs.

I watched as the Butterfly Dream Bell jingled out of my hand and floated into my master's area of ​​immortal power, where he wouldn't listen to me.

Its fifty-five hollowed-out openings suddenly turned into two windows, and then pairs of sinful hands reached out.

These hands showed no mercy, closing the window shut from the inside in a neat and uniform manner.

I even heard the sound of the lock clattering shut.

At that moment, I was both shocked and amazed.

"Master, how come there's such a thing?"

"Of course, this is a tactic of closing the window to keep out unwanted advances... a trick, a trick, a trick..."

...

"Master, they shut off in an instant. Aren't you tired of talking so much?"

Quack quack...

The butterfly bell closed the window and hung it back on my waist.

I pulled it off and ran to my master, handing it to him.

"The things I gave away were sealed with a backup plan, so I can't use them anymore. Why would you give them back to me?"

don't want! "

The master chuckled and tied the bell back on.

I struggled with the knot on my waist for ages, but I couldn't untie it no matter what I tried.

"Yuan'e, it'll work, it'll work," Master chuckled, trying to reassure me.

"As long as you and Lord Xie come with us to the Hall of Marriage, and personally place the marriage certificate on the Stone of Wide Fate, then..."

"stop!"

With so many prerequisites, I picked up on the key point and quickly interrupted my master.

Is the marriage certificate placed on the Guangyuan table?

That's for the purpose of being registered as an immortal, and then the heavenly message will be quickly spread through the winding lotus, which is a great loudspeaker connecting all realms.

What if I don't understand the process?

Therefore, the focus now is not on the process, but on the key props.

Heh, that smug marriage certificate that makes my eyes bloodshot, coincidentally, it aroused my murderous intent.

The ten-thousand-year-old immortal power pill that Lady Jieyu gave me quietly slipped out of my sleeve.

The dumpling landed in my palm, and I secretly gathered my strength. The dumpling swirled and contracted, concealing the overflow of my divine power.

"Master."

I softened my master's heart with my sweetest voice.

Then, with a radiant smile, Stone Fairy said, "Why go through all this trouble..."

I felt my smile getting wider and wider, and the meatballs were becoming more and more perfectly arranged.

Everything was perfect.

The moment I crushed the meatball in my palm, I laughed to my heart's content, "I'll just get rid of this troublesome thing..."

A divine blade, as swift as a hurricane, flew out of his hand in response, shouting, "Chop it down!"

In an instant.

A white, ethereal aura surged forth from my sleeve, blasting towards the marriage certificate—the focus of everyone's attention for an instant.

Vast and boundless, a dazzling white of explosion.

Whew.

With my aim and the force I use, isn't this a sure thing?

Inside the sleeve, my arm hung loosely at my sides, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in an instant, I felt a tightness all over my body.

And, to my despair, I saw that the marriage certificate, guided by my master, had narrowly escaped my shattering blow.

How infuriating! How hateful! How infuriating!

The problem is, although the marriage certificate was dodged, the immortal blade was still flying wildly through the air.

It bumped against the edge of the fairy shield, used the force to propel itself up, and then bounced up again, crashing around wildly.

The master was busy rescuing the marriage certificate. "Mu Heng, tie Yuan He up first, this girl is getting angry."

In fact, without his master's instruction, Lord Muheng had already removed the second Immortal Binding Cloud Lock from his waist.

He relayed the message to his master from the air, signaling him to go and bind Xie Jinhui.

Tie him up?

As someone bound like a silkworm by the first cloud lock, I still try my best to jump around, observe, and think.

Indeed, Xie Jinhui was scared out of his wits?

He was making "yo yo yo" sounds while frantically jumping around with his sleeves flared up.

Oh, oh, oh, the Immortal Blade, inside the Immortal Shield that was trapping us, happily darted to his side.

Taking advantage of this chaos, I certainly couldn't stay quiet.

A cornered beast's struggle! Anyone can do that!

Right now, if I don't force Lord Muheng to unleash the power of the old Khan, what kind of goddess am I?

I fought against the Divine Lord Muheng, and he carried me to avoid the Immortal Blades.

What a dazzling sight it was!

Just listen over there.

"Lord Tongling, why are you tying me up? Ouch, be careful..."

It was Xie Jinhui's voice, but his voice was sloppy, sounding not only tired but also particularly resentful.

"What, you're the one who runs the fastest? Should we leave you here to fight instead of tying you up?"

"Ouch, Lord Tongtang, this thing is chasing me, how can I not run?"

Their voices were filled with a laughable panting.

I understand now. My immortal blade is launching an indiscriminate attack, and even intends to devour its master.

In a hurried attempt to dodge, amidst the blurring shadows, I saw my master chasing Xie Jinhui, leaping up, down, left, and right in a series of bounds.

Then, amidst his hundred leaps, Master turned to look at me and impatiently shouted, "Hey, Mu Heng, who told you to tie my Yuanhe so tightly? Loosen it up for me right now!"

that is!

The master was clearly distressed; he kept complaining as he and Xie Jinhui controlled the Immortal-Slaying Blade.

A long, rambling monologue.

"Mu Heng, Little Xie is indeed good, but now he's created this chaotic scene."

"Are you really so insistent on taking him as your apprentice and marrying my apprentice off before you're satisfied?"

On my side, Lord Muheng was equally defiant, desperately trying to suppress his frustration.

"You know perfectly well that no one can fathom the temperament of Little Xie Shenjun's father."

The engagement is finalized today. If I'm lucky, I might get a disciple; if not, forget about taking on a disciple, I might lose my life first.

What's going on? This is incredibly informative!

Xie Jinhui's father is someone who can make two powerful old gods who can float and move sideways in the immortal realm so wary.

Besides the Holy Emperor, who else is there?

Or perhaps, which emperor?

However, since assuming the throne, the Heavenly Emperor has not only never had any romantic feelings, but there has not even been a goddess or fairy who has developed feelings for him.

The emperors were all alone.

Their romantic histories are all so clean, what am I supposed to think...?

well?

Our thinking needs to be grounded in the current reality.

If it was Xie Jinhui's powerful but mysterious father who ordered the forced marriage between his master and God Muheng.

Did Xie Jinhui know about this matter? Was he involved? Is he hiding anything from him?

He already knew my name; he suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The true identity of this deity is clearly...

At least the confidentiality period hasn't expired.

Who is he? And what color is in his heart?

Thinking about it randomly, my heart is trembling.

As a useless worm that can only jump around, I've decided to give up causing trouble for Lord Muheng.

For now, pretend to be quiet and prepare to be the kidnapped bandit.

They kidnapped me, but I can kidnap information.

Hey, be flexible!

I patted Lord Muheng on the back with my head and said sensibly:

"Please calm down, I won't cause any trouble. You two chat, please chat."

Lord Muheng wiped the water droplets from his face and sat down on the stone steps with me.

Sure enough, he started rambling on to his master again.

Now, my focus has shifted to Xie Jinhui, who is standing next to my master and looking at the marriage certificate.

"Xie Jinhui," I called out to him.

The master was too busy talking to Mu Heng Shenjun to think straight.

Xie Jinhui raised an eyebrow and looked at me.

Once the goddess Yuan'e calmed down, she got straight to the point with her questions.

"Who is your father? Who is your father?" I asked.

Xie Jinhui blinked, then closed his eyes again after concentrating.

I don't know if he ran out of breath or if he had something he couldn't say.

I saw his Adam's apple bob.

“I can’t see him,” he said.

This sounds like a perfunctory remark, but the tone doesn't quite match.

I'll try another method.

"I couldn't break the marriage certificate, sigh!"

"I'm so grateful for this future father-in-law's kindness; I'll have to pay him a visit eventually, so I need to know how to do it."

Three pairs of eyes immediately fixed on me.

I only stared back at Xie Jinhui.

He suddenly relaxed his brows and smiled, exuding charm.

Then, however, there was a moment of hesitation.

He finally uttered those light words, as if carrying a subtle sadness? Helplessness? Lingering fear?

"You can't see him either."

He said.