Chapter 155: Tokens of Love?

Because her favorite friend didn't show up as promised, Ye Tanji was extremely depressed and went to the garden to sulk.

When he returned to the banquet, he saw that all the guests had left, except for one small head that was engrossed in eating.

Ye Tanji was furious!

He desperately wanted to grab the little one and give her a good spanking to vent his anger. But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to hit her, and could only glare at her angrily: "Where's my birthday present?"

Xi'er was stunned; she had forgotten to prepare a birthday gift.

However, she was still clever enough. She reached into her storage bracelet, pulled out something, and said without even looking at it, "..."

"Here! This is my most treasured possession, I'm giving it to you!"

"What is this? I've never seen it before," Ye Tanji asked.

He took the gift from his friend and saw that it was a small silver drum.

He had never seen this before, after all, the toys of the young master of Night Pool Palace were always high-end and sophisticated.

The rattle drum is an ordinary toy made by mortals from the lower realms.

Back then, Lanpo and his beloved wife Baiyu traveled around together. Out of guilt for their daughter whom they had abandoned at home, they would buy a toy or a treat in each place they visited to bring back and make their daughter happy.

This silver rattle drum was actually a silver toy specially commissioned by a wealthy man in the mortal world for his son.

Lanpo thought it was beautiful and could make a tinkling sound, so she ordered one for her daughter as well.

Xi'er really liked this rattle drum and played with it for several months. Later, although she didn't like playing with it anymore, she couldn't bear to throw it away because it was pretty, and it just sat in her storage bracelet collecting dust.

I just grabbed one of my treasured old toys as a gift, and I never expected it to come out like that.

Xi'er is now seven years old, and when she saw the rattle drum clearly, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

This thing was her toy before she was three years old. After she turned three, she found it too simple and never played with it again.

Now she's actually giving it to her twelve-year-old brother as a birthday gift. If he finds out, he'll definitely be very angry, right?

However, Xi'er is a clever child, and she would never let him know the truth.

So the little girl said in a serious tone, "Brother Aji, this is the first magic weapon I have ever made."

Although it wasn't very successful and its appearance was rather ordinary, it is still very memorable.

"Let me tell you, my dad has been begging me for it several times, but I haven't been willing to give it to him. I'm saving it specifically for you as a birthday gift."

Ye Tanji knew that Xi'er had recently become interested in learning weapon crafting from the God of Luoshan.

However, she's the kind of person who only works sporadically, so she only ever learns the basics of anything.

It was truly remarkable that she was able to craft a fully formed magical artifact.

"Hmph! Although you arrived late today, and all you did was eat and drink, you didn't even bother to look for me in the garden."

But since you were so sincere in giving me this gift, I'll reluctantly forgive you.

Ye Tanji stared at her, but a smile was hidden in his eyes and brows that he himself did not realize.

He carefully put the small rattle into the storage jade pendant he carried close to his chest, so that he would feel closer to the gift.

In the dead of night, he took out the rattle drum and probed it with his divine sense, only to find that this so-called magical artifact was just an ordinary object.

Even after infusing spiritual energy, there was no reaction whatsoever.

The only reason he didn't suspect she was lying was that the rattle drum was imbued with her unique scent.

If you get close, you can smell a milky aroma, which is very pleasant and delicious.

From that day on, whenever Ye Tan had nothing to do, he would take out this rattle drum and smell it.

He really liked the milky flavor on it.

One day, he took out the rattle drum to smell it again, and Bai Yu happened to see it.

She found it strange and asked, "Aji, why are you holding my Xi'er's toy rattle drum from when she was little?"

"Aunt Baiyu, you're saying this is a child's toy rattle? Isn't it the first magical artifact that Xi'er crafted?" Ye Tanji asked incredulously.

"Haha! Silly boy, you've been fooled by Xi'er again. You're at least five years older than her, how come you always fall for her tricks?" Bai Yu couldn't help but laugh.

Enraged and embarrassed, Ye Tanji covered his face and ran away.

A man came to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers and threw the rattle drum into the sea of ​​flowers.

His anger didn't subside until the sky was full of stars.

As he was about to go back, he remembered the rattle drum and the milky scent that belonged only to Xi'er.

He had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and release his divine sense to search inch by inch through the sea of ​​flowers.

Finally, he found the rattle drum and put it back into the storage jade pendant on his chest.

Later, they grew up and fell in love.

When he was twenty-two, he asked her for a token of their love, and Xi'er casually replied, "A token of love? Didn't I already give you one on your twelfth birthday?"

She rummaged through his storage jade for a while and found the rattle drum.

She had seen him secretly take this thing and play with it more than once, even though it was just an ordinary object, but he didn't know that!

Young man Ye Tanji looked at the sly-looking girl, his eyes filled with helplessness and doting affection.

This girl probably doesn't know that he already knows the details of this so-called magical artifact.

But since she wanted to continue lying to him, he decided to pretend he didn't know.

Moreover, a token of love doesn't necessarily have to be expensive. As long as it's a gift from her, even if it's just a roadside weed, he'll cherish it.

Later, they both died in the world-destroying war in the divine realm. When they were reincarnated into the lower realm, the storage spirit jade that was bound to their souls was born along with the baby.

Thirty thousand years later, some of the treasures that were originally stored in the Spirit Jade were used by him, while others were depleted of their spiritual energy and decayed.

Only this rattle drum, because its owner often played with it, had its spiritual energy unintentionally injected into it, and thus it was nurtured into a semi-divine artifact capable of nourishing the soul.

So much so that when Ye Tanji's physical body was destroyed and only a wisp of his soul remained, the wisp of his soul unconsciously attached itself to the rattle drum.

When Xi'er saw the rattle drum from her memories, she sensed the familiar remnant soul residing within it, and she both cried and laughed:

"Aji, you idiot, you actually nurtured a mortal object into a semi-immortal artifact."

So, can I, being a clever person, also piece together your fragmented soul bit by bit and make it a complete and brand-new soul?

You waited for me for 30,000 years before, and from now on I will spend 30,000 years repairing your broken soul.

"I'm the only person in heaven and earth who can even mend spatial rifts. Repairing your remnant soul should be a piece of cake, right?"