Chapter 56

Above the East China Sea.

The seawater was as black as ink, churning and surging as if trying to devour everything.

But above the East China Sea, there stands something else, steadfast and unyielding, undisturbed by anything, its lamp burning day and night, regardless of dawn, like a bright moon slowly rising above the sea.

This is the legendary Moonlit Pavilion on the Sea.

In the past, apart from a few disciples and retainers who occasionally visited, only one person lived permanently in this building.

But now, there is one more person.

Chu Jiye bent his knees and knelt on one knee in front of someone, his expression full of tenderness and affection. He spoke with extreme caution, as if the person in front of him was made of paper and that if he raised his voice even slightly, he would injure them beyond repair.

If outsiders were to hear the head of the Chu family communicating with others in such a humble manner, they would be utterly astonished, and might even suspect that an ancient demon had possessed the head of the Chu family's body. However, if they were to see the woman's face clearly, some cultivators would, after a moment of extreme shock, let out a knowing sigh.

The person in front of me had fair skin and a face that looked like a fairy in a painting. His eyes and brows carried a natural coolness, and his gaze was like the bright moon shining high in the sky.

Ice Bone Moon Soul, detached from the mortal world, is like a wisp of a moon goddess transformed from a high and mighty deity, yet it is hard to find in the human realm again.

Beauty is everywhere, and coldness is everywhere.

"Sister Mingyue, how are you feeling today?"

However, upon hearing Chu Jiye's question, "Sheng Ningyu" did not answer him, but instead spoke coldly.

"Chu Jiye".

She continued to give irrelevant answers, completely ignoring his question.

Chu Jiye's eyes darkened slightly, but soon his exquisitely handsome young face revealed endless anticipation and longing.

He carefully took Sheng Ningyu's hand, and when she didn't react, he was overjoyed and lowered his head to press his face against her palm.

The once arrogant and haughty young man was no longer visible on that face, which was as handsome as ever. He was now as docile as a young animal that had been searching for its nest for a long time.

"Sister Mingyue, is this Mingyue Pavilion on the sea as beautiful as I once told you?"

Chu Jiye stood up, carefully took her hand, and guided her out of the room.

This is the top floor of the Bright Moon Pavilion on the Sea, high above all other buildings, offering a panoramic view of the East China Sea. Before you, the blue waves ripple and surge, while in the distance, pavilions and towers are illuminated by lights.

With a sudden burst of spiritual energy, the night sky burst into ablaze with lights, one after another, illuminating the pitch-black night.

The Chu family members were all speechless upon seeing this.

Someone sighed, "Such an extravagant waste of spiritual energy..."

They exchanged a glance, their expressions growing even more respectful.

"He really is the head of the family."

Throughout the world, and across the Three Realms, not every cultivator possesses the ability to transform spiritual energy into fireworks, just to amuse others.

"Sister Mingyue."

Sheng Ningyu's gaze was drawn to the fireworks made of spiritual energy. She looked up at them, ignoring the people around her, while Chu Jiye kept watching her.

The once aloof and arrogant head of the Chu family asked cautiously, almost reverently, "Do you... recall any past events?"

He remembered that Sister Mingyue loved watching such dazzling fireworks, and even tried to create them herself in the school.

One is the now-famous "Snow Melting Charm," and the other...

The sound was so powerful that it made people's eardrums hurt, their internal organs almost turned upside down, and they felt like vomiting. However, every time it bloomed, it was a breathtaking sight of fire trees and silver flowers. Unlike the dazzling fireworks of the human world, when this thing fell, it only had silver light and snow white color, crystal clear like pearls and jade, like a waterfall falling from the moon sky.

This object is called "Tian Changxiao".

Sheng Ningyu once lit a "Heavenly Howl" for Chu Chang'an, who was then the young master of the Chu family.

However, Chu Jiye was destined to be disappointed.

Sheng Ningyu remained silent throughout, but at this moment, she shook her head.

"I don't remember."

The sound was as clear and cold as shattered jade falling into a stream, cruelly crushing all of Chu Jiye's hopes.

He closed his eyes slightly, but when he opened them again, they were as bright as before.

It's okay.

Chu Jiye thought, so what if her memory is incomplete? He was the one who discovered Sister Mingyue outside the Mingyue Tower at sea, and she was willing to return with him. Even if she was just a reincarnation, even if her soul was incomplete and she couldn't remember anything, it didn't matter.

This time, he went first.

Chu Jiye laughed. Under the cover of night, his smile was neither as arrogant and straightforward as before, which made people able to see right through him, nor did it resemble the powerful Chu family head in the eyes of the outside world.

There was a hint of eccentricity in that smile, as well as an almost insane satisfaction of finally getting what one had been asking for.

"Sister Mingyue, will you come with me somewhere?" Chu Jiye tugged at her sleeve and, just like before, shook it coquettishly.

Sheng Ningyu remained silent, gazing at him quietly with a calm and gentle expression, just like the "Bright Moon Sword Master" whom people looked up to.

However, this expression was nothing like Sheng Ningyu's.

Before Chu Jiye could say anything, a light ignited at the bottom of the Bright Moon Pavilion on the sea, and the luminous pearl on the top floor, bathed in spiritual energy, became even brighter, almost burning the eyes.

Someone's here.

Chu Jiye took a deep breath to calm himself down, then raised his hand and sent the Yin-Yang Mirror flying down from the top floor, dispelling the restrictions on the ground floor.

For some reason, the Yin-Yang Mirror remained unchanged, but Chu Jiye always felt that it was far less bright than before.

When did this feeling begin? It seems to have started the day the disciples of Qingyi Academy caused such a ruckus...

"Greetings, Master of the Family."

The aged voice brought Chu Jiye to his senses. The previously harmless and innocent expression on his lips faded, replaced by the unreadable expression of the Chu family patriarch.

Chu Jiye calmly said, "Rise."

He glanced at Chu Le, who hadn't spoken since, and didn't miss the shock in Chu Le's eyes.

What was he shocked about? Chu Jiye immediately knew the answer by following Chu Le's gaze.

Before this, Chu Le's eyes were filled with anger and resentment. He had probably misunderstood something. This emotion had been rising all the way up, but it vanished when he saw "Sheng Ningyu".

What caused this change in him?

Chu Jiye knew the answer immediately without much thought.

But that makes it even stranger.

Chu Le was his nephew, so he should have never met Sheng Ningyu.

Chu Jiye smiled suddenly, spoke a few words gently to "Sheng Ningyu" beside him, and then turned and left.

The moment he stepped out the door, Chu Jiye's expression suddenly turned extremely cold.

"Manager Chu."

He spoke, and frankness and cruelty intertwined on his face.

"You have overstepped your bounds."

Chu Qing almost immediately knelt on the ground, a sweet, metallic taste rising in his throat, his lips and teeth filled with blood.

He lowered his head and spoke tremblingly, "This servant brought people here without permission. This servant knows his mistake. Please... please, Master, punish me!"

His self-proclaimed changes made him appear even more humble and insignificant.

Chu Jiye stared at Chu Qing for a moment, then suddenly laughed again.

"Uncle Chu Qing, I know you've always disagreed with my search for Sister Mingyue's reincarnation." Chu Jiye squatted down, his dark blue and gold-embroidered robes lying unkempt on the ground, yet it didn't make him seem rude; instead, it revealed a touch of innocent and childlike cuteness.

Chu Jiye remembered clearly that Sister Mingyue liked his frankness and cuteness the most.

Even when he was out of her sight, he never changed.

“But look, just as the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion predicted, Sister Mingyue really has a reincarnation, and she came to find me… You have lost.”

Blood flowed from his mouth, and under the immense spiritual power, Chu Qing couldn't utter a single word.

He didn't know how much time had passed, and in his daze, he only heard a cold, indifferent voice coming from the head of the table.

"Manager Chu, go and receive your punishment."

A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.

Chu Qing didn't dare to look any longer and hurriedly retreated, leaving only Chu Le, who had witnessed everything and was still in shock.

My respected uncle has such a... brutal and bloodthirsty side.

Chu Le gritted his teeth, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

And this was exactly the moment that Chu Jiye needed.

He walked towards Chu Le step by step, each step feeling like a heavy weight, striking Chu Le's heart hard.

"Ah Le." Chu Jiye also changed his form of address, restoring the authority he used to have in front of the younger generation, but his tone was gentler than before.

"You were quite surprised just now," Chu Jiye stated calmly, stopping in front of Chu Le. "Why?"

Why?

"I thought my uncle had been deceived by someone," Chu Le replied absentmindedly, "but..."

In a daze, it seemed as if a phoenix's cry suddenly rang in my mind.

A moment of clarity.

Chu Le realized something, suddenly stopped talking, and looked up at Chu Jiye.

But it was too late.

Can't.

The Sword Master had saved his life and repeatedly helped him, even enlightening him.

...Chu Le, you absolutely, absolutely cannot betray the Sword Master!

In a moment of desperation, Chu Le, who had fallen to the ground, displayed a quick wit he had never shown before. His voice trembled, but he still straightened his neck and adopted his usual stubborn posture: "In reply to Uncle, the reason I did this is because... that person's appearance is indeed extremely similar to that of Fellow Daoist Wang Jiu of Yunwang Palace."

Chu Le omitted the title "Sword Master Reincarnation".

In his heart, apart from Sheng Ningyu that day, no one else was worthy of the title "Sword Master".

That makes sense.

Chu Jiye suddenly withdrew his aura.

He looked at Chu Le: "Continue."

Chu Le was unsure whether he had passed the test. He knew that it wasn't his uncle who wanted to see him, but rather that Steward Chu Qing was using him to remind his uncle.

He naturally hated Chu Qing for deceiving him, but similarly, Chu Le didn't want Chu Jiye to be misled.

Even though other cultivators may think that the head of the Chu family has a thousand faults and ten thousand faults, in Chu Le's eyes, he is always his uncle Chu Jiye, who takes care of him and protects him.

On this point, Chu Le never wavered.

After a brief moment of holding his breath, Chu Le took a deep breath and carefully explained his urgent doubts after learning the news, as well as many other points about the matter.

“If she really is the Sword Master, she would never have come to the Bright Moon Pavilion at Sea.” Meeting Chu Jiye’s gaze, Chu Le swallowed the words “she would never have come to the Bright Moon Pavilion at Sea” and said it all in a different way.

Chu Le hadn't thought of this question at first, but after returning from Zhuyue City, it kept lingering in his mind.

The Sword Master is the head of the Sword Pavilion and can command all the swords in the world. Why doesn't Senior Sheng return to the Sword Pavilion?

Chu Jiye had also pondered this question.

He wasn't quite clear about Sheng Ningyu's relationship with the people of the Sword Pavilion, but Chu Jiye had heard Ning Jiao mention it back then.

"I heard that before I joined the Sword Pavilion, my second senior brother combed my third senior sister's hair. But after I came, my second senior brother preferred to play the zither and recite music for me. In addition, my third senior sister liked to go to the mortal world. Gradually, my second senior brother preferred to cultivate alone at night rather than go to see my third senior sister."

Returning to his senses, looking at Chu Le's earnest expression, and recalling the reason why he had initially taken good care of him, Chu Jiye softened his expression, reached out his hand, and wanted to help him up himself: "She has her reasons for doing so."

Chu Jiye: "It's not just about appearance."

Chu Jiye was not without doubts.

Moreover, there is one more thing.

Chu Jiye raised his hand and summoned something.

This object was about the size of a palm, its entire body as red as blood, resembling a living heart. However, its edge was inlaid with a circle of fine gold threads, radiating a warm luster. Intricate immortal patterns were engraved on this circle of gold threads. The complexity of these contract patterns was such that even if Chu Le only glanced at them, he could feel the boundless power they contained.

At the very center of the spirit contract is engraved a pair of yin-yang fish patterns, their heads facing each other and their tails touching, appearing intertwined and inseparable.

Chu Le cautiously asked, "This is... a marriage contract?"

Chu Jiye nodded slightly.

Chu Le's heart trembled, and he stared unblinkingly at the thing floating in the air.

He knew that when the Daoist couple held the marriage contract in their hands, the contract would emit a faint red light, not as terrifying as blood, but rather as warm as flames. At the same time, if the Daoist couple who had formed the contract still loved each other, a faint red mark like cinnabar would appear between their brows whenever they held the contract tightly.

We will be together through life and death, never to be separated.

Amidst the banquet and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the marriage contract, as vital as a heart, remained unlit, lifeless like a stubborn rock.

Just then, Chu Jiye slowly said, "I tested her with a marriage contract, and the contract recognized her." He paused, then smiled, "There's a little red mark between her eyebrows."

How is this possible?!

Chu Le was completely dumbfounded.

He almost blurted out, "Then it's even less likely to be Sword Master," but Chu Le didn't want to betray Sword Master, so he held back for a while and finally said, "Uncle, Uncle is right, it's just that I find it hard to accept for a moment."

Chu Jiye initially wanted to refuse, but then he thought that Sister Mingyue had always liked people with pure and kind hearts.

Even if one's aptitude is somewhat lacking, it doesn't matter.

Chu Jiye glanced at Chu Le, the young man kneeling on the ground, looking troubled and melancholy, as if he was thinking of something, but his expression was quite understandable.

For a fleeting moment, it seemed as if something protected Chu Le, but when Chu Jiye used his divine sense to probe again, it was like a drop of water in the sea—the trace of that aura could no longer be found.

Having navigated the complexities of various families for so many years, even a fool would remember some things, let alone Chu Jiye, whose talent is not bad.

That wisp of breath.

It looks like something the Phoenix Clan would do.

But why would the Phoenix Clan protect Chu Le?

Given his relationship with that young master Feng, it would be good enough if he didn't give him a push from behind when he was in trouble.

After a while, Chu Jiye looked at Chu Le, who was still kneeling on the ground, chuckled, and readily agreed.

"Five days from now, come with us to the Ghost Cang Tower."

...

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

On the edge of the ghost market, in a secluded place.

The high-level demonic cultivator knelt respectfully on one knee, his expression full of piety.

Xie Qianjing lowered his eyes, looking at the wood in his hand, carefully carving it without raising his head.

Even so, the demonic cultivators on the ground dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. Their expressions became even more respectful: "Your Excellency, the acting Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion has not made any move, while the Pavilion Master of the Nine Heavens Pavilion has already set off for the Ghost Cang Land, sending an elder of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion to gather information... Outside the Bright Moon Pavilion on the sea, the guards are very strict, making it difficult for us to get close. However, that day we saw a firework made of spiritual energy, and it seemed to vaguely resemble the appearance of the Sword Venerable."

If Sheng Ningyu were here, she would be surprised to find that this person was one of the demonic cultivators who came looking for her after the illusion of the demonic seed that day.

However, compared to the deliberately impetuous and mindless behavior of that day, what now surrounds Shang Shuang is endless bloodlust and an undisguised killing intent.

After reporting the news, she licked her lips and said cruelly, "Your Majesty, do we really have to wait until the Thousand Mountains Trial begins?"

Xie Qianjing paused his movements slightly, looked up at her, and asked, "Have you found out anything about the sword?"

Shang Shuang was startled and realized her overstepping her bounds. She immediately lowered her head and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, all the clues we have found point to the Mountain and Sea Never Sleeps City."

When it comes to the person with whom Sheng Ningyu had the closest relationship in the City That Never Sleeps, there is only one name.

But is it really that simple?

Xie Qianjing lowered his eyes, chuckled softly, and continued working with his hands: "Have you found out where the sword is?"

Hearing Xie Qianjing's laughter, Shang Shuang shuddered.

Xie Qianjing had just finished slaughtering those troublesome demonic cultivators with a nonchalant smile.

Instead of a swift and decisive slit in the throat, they absorbed most of the demonic energy from their bodies, then cut their throats and placed them in the long-dilapidated hall at the very center of the Great Wilderness Mountain, letting them die in an aged and helpless state.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, rivers of blood flowing.

It was so terrifying that even the naturally bloodthirsty, tyrannical, and irrational demonic cultivators were terrified by it.

With this move, Xie Qianjing easily established his undisputed position among demonic cultivators.

Shang Shuang's voice grew increasingly alarmed as she said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Sword Master's sword 'Flawless' was indeed destroyed in the battle of the Mitian Realm back then. The remaining fragments are scattered in various places. Currently, there is a lot of information in the Ghost Market, and I am incompetent and have not been able to find out any news yet."

Xie Qianjing didn't speak, but his hand suddenly stopped, and the originally fully carved sword hilt turned into dust in an instant.

Shang Shuang's body trembled even more, but then she heard the person at the head of the table say, "On what basis does Chu Jiye believe that the person inside the building is the 'reincarnation of the Sword Master'?"

Shang Shuang: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is because of the marriage contract."

A spiritual contract of marriage.

The wood turned into dust that fell into the palm of the hand, like silver needles, piercing the flesh and blood, and then burying the flesh and blood into the bones.

Xie Qianjing recalled that on that day, he too had a marriage contract.

It was an unfinished marriage contract.

At that time, he was still the Bodhi Immortal Lord of the Xie family. Although he had become famous throughout the world and won praise from everyone for his several trials and demon-slaying, he was still imprisoned under that long veil.

One should not see its appearance, nor should one walk with it.

All because of the ridiculous prophecy of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

A demonic star descends from the heavens, ultimately bringing about great calamity.

After all the twists and turns, the prophecy actually came true.

But the Bodhi Immortal Lord of that time never imagined it would turn out this way.

Xie Qianjing's lips curved into a smile again, his voice incredibly soft, as if he were talking to himself: "Marriage contract, spiritual covenant..."

At that time, how much he wanted a marriage contract.

Since birth, Xie Qianjing has been raised in the highest pavilion of the deepest courtyard within the Xie family compound. Normally, no one is allowed to enter without the permission of the Xie family head, and there are high walls and array formations surrounding the area.

Xie Qianjing didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

In fact, having grown up in such an environment, he felt it was good.

He lives a secluded life, indifferent as snow.

Although the Xie family controlled his contact with outsiders, he was never lacking in food or clothing. In addition to the normal cultivation techniques, he was taught the principles of etiquette and righteousness day and night. When they occasionally met at home, the younger generation treated him with utmost respect, and the elders would give him serious instructions.

In fact, the Xie family prevented outsiders from contacting Xie Qianjing precisely because they were afraid that someone would influence him.

After discovering the secret of his flesh and blood, the elders, led by the Xie family patriarch, protected him even more. When he first came down the mountain, even though he was accompanied by Mi Li, Xie Qianjing changed his appearance and gave himself an ordinary face.

Seeing that everything was developing in a positive direction, the legendary "Demon Star" had become the "Bodhi Immortal Lord," a peerless genius in the cultivation world, praised by everyone.

However, despite all their calculations, the Xie family never expected that, even under such a siege, someone would still find a loophole.

Xie Qianjing, who had always been quiet and indifferent like the cold snow of winter, made a request to the elders for the first time.

"I want to become a Daoist partner with someone."

A simple sentence, yet it was as startling as a thunderbolt.

At that time, the Xie family was in chaos and disarray, and it took a long time to finally win the approval of the Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion.

However, a marriage contract or spiritual pact cannot be made.

The Xie family patriarch, a man of noble character, sighed and told the truth. At that time, the Sword Master Ning Guihai pondered for a moment and made a decision: "Since the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion has made such a prophecy, I am truly worried. At the time of the marriage, you and I knew, but before I die, the two of them must not leave behind a marriage contract."

This is to protect his apprentice.

If Xie Qianjing were to become the "demon star" who is the target of public criticism one day, at least the Sword Pavilion and his disciples would not be implicated.

Xie Qianjing agreed.

So many years of indifference and apathy led him to believe that he didn't care about those things.

It was nothing more than a marriage contract, nothing more than a piece of vermilion stone.

Xie Qianjing let the girl pull him away from the Xie family and they ran all over the place.

At that time, he thought that these were just external things and should not be taken seriously.

As long as she's by my side, what does it matter what others think or say?

But later, Xie Qianjing realized that he cared.

I care about it a lot.

Love gives rise to sorrow, and love gives rise to fear.

Just as after meeting Sheng Ningyu, he was no longer willing to be confined to the small courtyard. He began to taste her favorite pastries, and began to try to please her. He learned about longing, joy, and... jealousy.

He developed worldly desires.

At that moment, the ethereal fairy stood still, indifferently thinking that there were so many people around her.

Bodhi Immortal Lord understands this kind of look best.

Because he was just one of them.

A distinguished family background, outstanding talent, and an exceptional appearance... these advantages that others see as innate advantages seem shallow and insignificant in front of her.

What Bodhi Immortal Lord finally understood was fear.

So, after the engagement was made, the ethereal Bodhi Immortal Lord, untouched by his past life, descended to the mortal realm.

Xie Qianjing wanted that mundane spiritual contract binding him.

But he couldn't.

Once, when they went to the mortal realm together, they witnessed a wedding in the mortal world. When no one was paying attention, the usually well-mannered little fairy secretly hid a marriage certificate in his bosom.

I long for the mountains to recede and the waters to flow, and for the sea to dry up and the rocks to crumble.

This bond of love is a vow made for all eternity, to share the vastness of heaven and earth, and to journey together through the long years.

Never to change.

Xie Qianjing stared at this mundane worldly marriage contract as if possessed. He secretly took it into the attic and copied it over and over again.

Outside the courtyard, the snow falls endlessly.

On the high pavilion, white paper, like snowflakes, rose with the wind and fell all over the ground.

...

Seeing Xie Qianjing remain silent for a long time, Shang Shuang felt increasingly terrified. She dared not speak, but her hatred for those hypocritical righteous cultivators grew stronger.

It's all their fault! Why did they have to cause such a fuss?

"Your Majesty," Shang Shuang said resolutely, "I am willing to lead men to the Bright Moon Pavilion on the sea to destroy that marriage contract."

Even if I were to die at the Bright Moon Pavilion at sea, it would be better than enduring the Venerable One's terrifying pressure like this!

I don't think it's necessary.

A casual voice interrupted their conversation. Shang Shuang's pupils contracted, and she almost made a move without thinking. However, someone was faster than her.

Xie Qianjing intercepted the spiritual energy. He looked at the figure, his eyelashes trembled, and then he smiled gently: "You're back."

Sheng Ningyu held up the pastry in her hand somewhat awkwardly and touched her nose: "I went for a short walk outside and just came back."

Sheng Ningyu believed that Xie Qianjing was at least wary of her when it came to matters involving the Demon Clan.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qianjing was completely unguarded towards her.

Shang Shuang, standing to the side, widened her eyes and quickly suppressed the stench of blood on her body, trying to cover up her brutality just now.

"Greetings, Sword Master." Shang Shuang glanced at the Sword Master's expression and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's been a long time. I wonder how your reply went?"

Logically speaking, Shang Shuang shouldn't have spoken to Sheng Ningyu like that.

As a fellow demonic cultivator, she knew all too well the unspeakable sinister thoughts of demonic cultivators; even the Demon Lord was no exception.

Shang Shuang knew that she should protect herself.

But Sheng Ningyu... she was different from everyone else.

Who has ever seen or personally witnessed the brilliance of the bright moon that once shone over fourteen continents?

"No need to call me 'Sir'. My surname is Wang now, so please address me whatever you like."

Sheng Ningyu turned to Xie Qianjing and said bluntly, "Actually, there's no need to care about that marriage contract."

Upon hearing this, the handsome young man paused slightly, then smiled and put down what he was carving.

He looked up at Sheng Ningyu, sighed, and said with some helplessness, "I didn't want them to destroy your marriage contract."

Shang Shuang quietly withdrew.

The moment the door closed, Sheng Ningyu raised an eyebrow: "I quite like that thing too, so let's keep it."

Xie Qianjing's smile froze.

It was rare to see Xie Qianjing get the short end of the stick, and Sheng Ningyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Why are you talking about that marriage contract?"

Before Xie Qianjing could speak, Sheng Ningyu sat down at the table and said casually.

"The marriage contract between me and the Chu family is fake."

This is why, when she first awoke, Sheng Ningyu never considered going to the Chu family to destroy the item.

The spiritual pact that forbids harming one another is certainly true.

But the blood dripping from that heart-shaped vermilion stone was not hers at all.

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Author's Note: The second chapter, "A Unique Magical Artifact Created by Myself," is titled "Tian Changxiao" (it actually has other names as well).

Hehe, your starfish is back from eating melons and marvels at how drama imitates life.

But the loves and hates of all beings are diverse and colorful; I will always just be a badger in a melon patch (x)

In this chapter, Haixingcha will continue to send out 24-hour red envelopes to the little ones!