Chapter 47: We will meet under the moon at Yaotai

There was still a month before the Red Moon Grass bloomed. As expected, when the Water God heard that Chi Changyuan was going, he hurried over from Taiqing Palace.

"Mu Qingyang! Don't you know how to stop him?"

He was in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to take care of his blue-white hair. The corners of his deep blue eyes were slightly red. When he saw Chi Changyuan still standing there, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

The God of Wood said impatiently, "Stop? He didn't even bother telling me about his feelings for a man. What else can I do?"

man?

The Water God was slightly stunned. He was so focused on Chi Changyuan that he didn't notice that there were many people standing here besides Chi Changyuan.

It wasn't until he looked in the direction where the Wood God rolled his eyes that he saw the person with white hair and red eyes, standing there as graceful as jade, that his eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"Han Zhi?!"

The Water God was shocked. He carefully examined Han Zhi's clothing and asked, "Are you Yu Chen's disciple who just came out of seclusion?"

Han Zhi remained silent.

"Why aren't you dead..." he asked subconsciously, then realized his son was here and just shut up: "I mean, why don't you come back?"

"Where to go back? My son will go back to Beichen, right?" Leng Baibai said disdainfully.

"You should deal with your fake son first!"

It's a fool who doesn't like his own son but treats his fake son better than his real one, and he still has the nerve to compete with him.

Leng Baibai was not convinced: "Xiangyu is young, he was just joking, I have punished him, but your son gave my son..."

"Are you kidding?"

Han Zhi said coldly: "So Your Majesty thinks that's just a joke."

"After all, he also paid a price..." Leng Baibai said embarrassedly.

Xiangyu still hasn't recovered from the blow.

Han Zhi said, "This has nothing to do with me. Forget it, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Your Majesty the Water God, if you care about your son, I will go alone. There is no need to put everything on my head."

"...Who said I objected?" The Water God said, "As long as I'm with you, I won't object."

When he saw Han Zhi, he knew that Chang Yuan would definitely go.

He sighed: "Instead of me stopping him from going secretly, I should just agree directly."

"But there are some things you need to pay attention to."

***

Yaotai is the incarnation of the Moon Goddess' body, where the power of the Seven Gods is infinitely weakened.

Chi Changyuan and Han Zhi understood this as soon as they set foot on the land of Yaotai, no, to be more precise, the jade bricks.

"How is it? Are these jades special?"

The entire Yaotai Island was devoid of soil, and was paved with mutton-fat jade. Han Zhi frowned and shook his head solemnly: "There's only a faint aura. The jade is nothing special. There must be a restriction here."

These restrictions greatly restricted the use of their magic, so it was no wonder that the Golden God could not escape unscathed even after coming here.

Chi Changyuan's fingertips slid across the warm mutton-fat jade bricks at his feet, and his fingertips felt a faint chill. The chill penetrated into his meridians along his fingertips, causing his already suppressed divine power to become even more sluggish.

"The restriction is hidden within the patterns on the jade bricks." He leaned over to take a closer look. The dark patterns at the joints of the jade bricks resembled the outline of a moon. "It's not an ordinary spell trap. It seems... it's absorbing divine power."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhi immediately took a half step back. A light blue chill condensed in his palm, but it only lingered at his fingertips for a moment before disappearing without a trace. Even his most proficient ice-freezing technique could only produce a phantom.

"Master-in-law has been contaminated by the Nightmare. I'm afraid it's not just her magical powers that are limited." He looked into the depths of the Jade Terrace. In the misty area, he could vaguely see half of the collapsed Jade Palace. "Since this Jade Terrace was transformed by the Moon God, the restriction may require the power of the Moon God to break."

"That's impossible." Chi Changyuan waved his hand. "The Moon Goddess passed away, and He didn't separate His power. There's no one else in the world with such power."

"What about the people on this land?" Han Zhi asked, "What is their power?"

As he finished speaking, the jade brick beneath his feet suddenly trembled slightly, and a subtle cracking sound came from the soles of Chi Changyuan's boots. He looked down and saw that the jade brick his fingertips had just touched had cracked into fine lines. A silvery light seeped through the fine lines. The light fell on the back of his hand, and his stagnant divine power inexplicably loosened for a moment.

"This light..." Han Zhi was about to reach out to touch it when the mist in the distance suddenly surged. A clear female voice pierced through the mist, carrying a hint of ethereal coolness: "Are you the actors hired by the princess?"

What?

Han Zhi held Chi Changyuan's hand, urging him not to act rashly. He waited for the girl to emerge. The mist slowly parted, revealing a path. A girl in a silver-white gauze dress emerged. Her hair was studded with tiny moonstones, and a jade pendant dangling from her waist jingled. The pattern on the pendant was strikingly similar to the moon pattern on the jade brick.

The girl smiled and said, "My name is Zifang, and I'm the princess's first female official. You're really dedicated to your work, you've even put on your makeup."

Han Zhi: “…”

I still seem to have white hair and red eyes. Could it be that the protagonist of the script that this so-called princess is going to perform is also like this?

He asked, "When can I see the princess?"

"No rush. You two have come from afar and may not be familiar with the rules of our Qingwu Temple. The princess is bathing now. I will take you to see the script she has revised."

Zifang turned around and walked forward on the jade tiles. Chi Changyuan quietly tugged at Han Zhi's sleeve and sighed in a voice only the two of them could hear: "There's something wrong with her jade pendant."

Han Zhi's gaze fell on the jade pendant hanging from Zifang's waist. The pendant was crescent-shaped, with patterns carved on its surface that matched the dark patterns on jade bricks. "Her jade pendant should be able to suppress the restriction, or in other words, the source of their power is the jade pendant."

As they were talking, they had passed through the mist, and the view before them suddenly opened up: a jade palace half-hidden in the clouds appeared before them, with white gauze curtains embroidered with stars on both sides of the palace door, which rustled in the wind.

Zifang entered through the curtains. A softly luminous jade scroll lay spread out on the hall's desk. Chi Changyuan leaned in to take a look, his pupils suddenly constricting—the scroll contained images, reminiscent of scenes from "The Tyrannical Immortal Lord and His Cold-Faced Jade Maid" that Fen Nishang had shown him earlier. The images of the "Immortal Lord" and the "Rabbit Demon" bore an uncanny resemblance to himself and Han Zhi.

"The princess said that to truly perform this play, the characters must be immersed in it themselves." Zifang brought two cups of misty tea and handed them to the two men. "You two should drink a cup of calming tea first. Once the princess has finished her bath, we will begin rehearsing the first act—'The Bunny Man Kneels to Ask the Lord's Heart.'"

Han Zhi was about to reach out to take the tea when he suddenly stopped. His red eyes narrowed instantly under his white hair, and his tone was filled with a bit of unbelievable coldness: "Rabbit boy? Kneel down and ask for your favor?" He subconsciously looked at Chi Changyuan and saw that the tip of his ear was slightly red. Thinking of the scene in the storybook where the rabbit demon softened his waist and begged for mercy from the immortal king, the coldness at his fingertips almost overflowed.