Yueya's birthday.

The entire Cui Xian Pavilion of Da Fan Palace was decorated with extraordinary splendor.

There are more than ten God Emperors in the God Realm. Fentian is the Great God Emperor who was jointly elected by everyone. He lives in the God Emperor Palace and handles all affairs of the God Realm.

The entire palace was actually under the command of Yueya.

She never celebrated her birthday in previous years. The last time she met Fu Hongtian, she was probably angry, so she casually mentioned her birthday appointment.

Family members always love their own child the most. Everyone in Dafan Palace worked together to win back Yueya's honor, decorating the entire palace in a magnificent and luxurious style.

Yueya, however, was not particularly pleased.

She held the rabbit for a long time, then sighed. "What exactly is this thing called 'love'?"

The rabbit looked up at her.

I can't explain why, but I feel a little bit of pain in my heart.

It patted its head with its foot. Had it ever liked someone?

Yueya grabbed its rabbit paw, touched its soft paw pads, and smiled, "Wait a few more days patiently. Although I can unseal the soul-sealing technique for you now, casting spells so frequently may cause you harm. Just wait patiently for the spell to dissipate naturally; it won't harm you at all."

The rabbit quietly lay down, feeling a certain fondness for Yueya. A girl like her would probably be liked by many, right? Did that Fu Hongtian have his eyes on his head?

It doesn't even like girls like that, yet it...likes them?

The moment the word "like" popped up, Rabbit immediately looked on with a question mark!

Something seems off. Does it like girls?

No, no!

It likes boys?

"..."

The rabbit felt it would have been better if it had just fainted.

My birthday is coming soon.

Fu Hongtian indeed arrived as promised.

Upon seeing the snow-white rabbit Yueya had mentioned, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he calmly said, "Not bad!"

The rabbit felt contempt; what a smug jerk!

It is undoubtedly the cutest rabbit in the world.

Yueya casually stroked the rabbit's fur, feeling a little happy, at least he had noticed her change.

"Please sit down!"

The songs, dances, and drinks were served one by one, each exquisite and luxurious.

Fu Hongtian remained expressionless, finishing his wine in one gulp, as if he were simply there for a birthday banquet, with most of the people sitting with him being disciples of the Great Ordinary Palace and people he had very good relationships with.

No one from outside invited him; after all, Fu Hongtian was more likely to refuse, it would only be a loss of face.

Yueya was never optimistic.

The rabbit looked at the two sitting there listlessly, feeling a little strange.

This scene looks somewhat familiar.

For many years, Good Heart has lived this kind of life, waiting day and night for this one person, waiting for them to change their mind.

Who is it waiting for?

The rabbit fell into deep thought.

Fu Hongtian handed over a magical artifact as a gift.

Yueya accepted it with a somber expression, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.

Everyone thought Fu Hongtian was about to take his leave, but to their surprise, he changed the subject and said, "Our fate is over. Now it's time for me to take my revenge. Do you still remember a woman named Fu Liancai...?"

A whole bunch of stuff.

The rabbit's curiosity was piqued, and it listened patiently. The gist of the story was that a woman named Fu Liancai had once joined the Dafan Palace, but suffered endless humiliation and died with resentment. He was Fu Liancai's son, and now he had come to seek revenge...

The rabbit rolled its eyes and then lost interest.

Of the tens of thousands of disciples in the palace, it would be difficult not to have a few scoundrels. Fu Liancai probably encountered bad people when she joined the sect, and ended up dying, but she passed on her hatred to her son. So, for Yueya to like him is simply asking for trouble.

Yueya hadn't spoken yet.

Others, however, had already spoken up and wanted to take down Fu Hongtian.

Yueya had just shouted "Stop!" when it was too late. Fu Hongtian had already made his move, knocking people to the ground with a clatter.

Everyone was surprised to discover that Fu Hongtian's cultivation had already reached the Divine Venerable Realm and was moving towards the Quasi-God Emperor Realm. However, they didn't know how he had used it to disguise it as the Saint King Realm. Naturally, some people thought he was extremely despicable.

The two sides reached a stalemate, and the subordinates became increasingly ruthless.

Yueya could also tell that Fu Hongtian's cultivation level was higher than hers.

Normally, someone with Fu Hongtian's cultivation level could be stopped by the protective array outside the Great Mortal Palace if he wanted to enter. But now he had been invited in, and what he had done was tantamount to aiding and abetting a tyrant.

If Fu Hongtian is allowed to run rampant here, she, as the senior sister, will truly become a laughing stock.

The final showdown still fell to Fu Hongtian and Yueya.

The rabbit watched coldly as the two fought seemingly to the death, yet neither of them managed to kill the other.

It was stunned for a moment; they must all be full of feelings and love!

Why did things come to this?

This scene looks strangely familiar. Could it have once been in a love-hate relationship with someone?

Fu Hongtian's sword rested on Yueya's neck.

Time seemed to stand still.

Yueya looked at him calmly, and Fu Hongtian's sword could not fall.

The rabbit watched the fight with boredom, cursing inwardly, "If you're going to kill, just kill him already! Stop being so long-winded and nagging, he's not a man."

Thinking this way, a moment of hesitation flashed through his mind. If he were in Fu Hongtian's shoes, would he kill someone who was kind and loyal to him?

A blurry face flashed through the rabbit's mind. The face was indistinct, but the rabbit felt that it was smiling.

He was still laughing like a fool.

The rabbit imagined itself holding a sword to the neck of that silly, grinning person. The moment the thought crossed its mind, its heart pounded, and the non-existent sword felt like it was burning its hand.

It quickly shook its head, dismissing the burning thought.

Monks are really scary.

Huh?

Why does it think of monks again?

strangeness!

Was it cursed by a monk?

That must be it!

Damn monk!

Fu Hongtian ultimately couldn't bring himself to stab with his sword; he slowly withdrew it.

He calmly said, "Between you and me, all grudges are settled from now on!"

Tears welled in her eyes, but Yueya forcefully forced them back. "Fine!"

As Fu Hongtian turned to leave, alarm bells suddenly went off in his mind. A male voice abruptly said, "Do you think my Great Mortal Palace is a place you can come and go as you please?"

A huge handprint fell from the doorway.

That was the God Emperor, Burning Heaven.

Even if Fu Hongtian's cultivation level is Quasi-Emperor, he is no match for a God Emperor. There is an absolute difference in their cultivation levels.

Countless potential rulers may emerge in this world, but there are only a handful of God Emperors, all of whom possess the ability to create heaven and earth and control the rules of their respective regions.

Fu Hongtian may be exceptionally intelligent, but he still felt it wasn't enough.

But he's incredibly audacious.

He mustered all his energy and burned his soul to withstand the precise palm strike.

When the two meet, their momentum is incredibly powerful.

The entire hall collapsed.

The crowd hurriedly retreated, and those who were slow to escape might have died.

Seeing that things were not going well, Yueya hurriedly stepped forward to help Fu Hongtian take the fatal blow from her master.

The rabbit that she had been protecting behind her was suddenly exposed with its front completely bare.

The rabbit looked completely bewildered: "???"

Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?

Holy crap!

Mom's egg!

Run!

A divine light struck, and the rabbit's eyes flashed. It saw Yueya standing in front of Fu Hongtian, blood blooming like fireworks and falling like raindrops.

Its body was touched by divine light.

It watched as its white fur fell off in an instant. The pain reached its body, but before it could even reach its heart, it fainted.

...

When I woke up again.

Its entire body shrank, and it looked like a baby rabbit.

It had a million curses in its heart that it couldn't hold back. Judging from the situation, its cultivation level had at least regressed to the Immortal King realm. This meant that its tens of thousands of years of cultivation had been completely wiped out by that one blast.

The rabbit was furious and wanted to bite, but it managed to restrain itself.

The rabbit, under the eaves, had no choice but to bow its head.

In fact, it was thanks to a hand that grabbed it and pulled it back from the brink of death that it was able to survive. That person seemed to be Mingyu.

It was held in Mingyu's arms.

I am attending a funeral.

The tombstone reads: "Tomb of Yueya, the eldest disciple of the Great Heavenly Emperor of the Great Heavenly Palace."

It looked up at Mingyu, whose eyes were filled with sorrow.

Behind her stood the entire Dafan Palace, their eyes filled with sorrow and hatred.

All the hateful gazes were focused on one person: Fu Hongtian.

After the funeral.

The crowd dispersed.

Fen Tian stood in front of Fu Hongtian, holding a ball of light with flowing energy, filled with the power of thunder. He could easily kill Fu Hongtian, but he couldn't bring himself to do it in front of this tombstone.

a long time.

The ball of light in his hand dissipated.

Fu Hongtian's eyes remained unmoved.

His eyes, however, were filled with an overwhelming sorrow.

What exactly is love?

Why was it that once we met, it was impossible to let go of each other?

If he was truly heartless towards her, why would he agree to such a childish birthday banquet?

It turns out that, without realizing it, the seeds of love had already been sown long ago.

Burning Heaven is gone.

Mingyu looked at Fu Hongtian, hesitating as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she left.

The rabbit stretched its neck and looked at Fu Hongtian's back, feeling as if it were seeing itself in him.

The crowd dispersed.

Fu Hongtian looked at the bell tied around his waist, the Soul-Binding Bell.

In that life-or-death moment, without a second thought, he used the bell to lock up a wisp of her soul. This bell was a rare treasure he had obtained by chance. He only knew that it could preserve a soul that was about to be scattered, but he did not know how to preserve it or how to revive the soul.

He bowed to the tombstone, then turned and left.

There was nothing inside the tombstone except for the clothes.

The God Emperor's aura was too powerful, and he genuinely wanted to kill this philanderer who had seduced the God Emperor's disciple and dared to abandon him after starting something, so he showed no mercy.

Yueya's body, which blocked his way, was smashed to pieces. He, on the other hand, managed to escape with his life.

Actually, his mother didn't force him to seek revenge back then. However, when he met Yueya, this matter became an obstacle in his heart. He had a feeling that if he couldn't resolve it, it would become a mental demon on his path of cultivation, so he tried to resolve it.

If I had known it would turn out this way, what harm would it have done to break the contract and act like a villain?

She gave him a life.

He simply spent his entire life paying off his debt!

Fu Hongtian strode away, carrying the bell, and from then on, he traveled to the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, the Four Seas and Eight Deserts, searching for a method to nourish the soul.

And so the rabbit began its life of loafing around and waiting to die in the realm of gods.

Since the last time, when I was innocently implicated.

His figure had shrunk considerably, and his cultivation level was the lowest in the entire Great Mortal Palace.

Out of guilt, Mingyu secretly gave him many elixirs and medicines to replenish his deficiencies. His body gradually recovered, but he still couldn't remember his name, where he lived, or who he loved.

His past has become a blank.

Mingyu didn't say anything, but she was secretly anxious and tricked him out of many brain-boosting elixirs.

But memory is the most mysterious thing.

Many reincarnated powerful beings may not be able to recover their memories of their past lives even after a lifetime.

After the rabbit transformed, it became an exceptionally handsome young man, and Mingyu was completely mesmerized.

"Wow, you're so beautiful! Why didn't I take a closer look at you before?"

The rabbit had already forgotten what Mingyu had said.

His memory only extends back to those few short days after arriving at the Great Mortal Palace.

He rolled his eyes at Mingyu and gave a haughty snort.

If he wanted, he could be a dashing young man with women on both sides.

But does he want to?

This question has puzzled the rabbit again.

He looked down at his genitals and felt that his physical needs were quite strong. However, a voice inside him firmly told him that he should remain chaste.

But for whom is it guarded?

Faced with male allure, Mingyu surrendered without a shred of restraint. "What's your name?"

The rabbit's face darkened. "You dare ask my name?"

Mingyu coughed, realizing she was in the wrong.

Since Yueya's death, her father Fentian seems to have been greatly affected, while she herself seems to have grown up overnight and has acquired some of the airs of her senior sister Yueya.

She said with a smirk, "I can't exactly call you a rabbit, can I?"

rabbit?

The rabbit's heart skipped a beat. It felt as if he had been called that for countless years.

Who was the person who called him?

Mingyu didn't wait for the rabbit's reply and started talking to herself.

"So what's called karma? Our meeting can be considered a matter of karma, don't you think?"

"Oh no! It sounds like a monk!"

Huh? Why did I think of monks?

The rabbit fell into deep thought again.

Mingyu nodded in agreement, "Haha, if you hadn't said so, it really does sound like a monk's name. How about Yulang? Shenguang, Mingye, Dici, what do you think of these names?"

The rabbit was a little anxious; he felt that he had lost something very important, or rather, a promise.

It's awful to know something exists but not be able to remember it.

As for the names Mingyu used on Qidian, he could only laugh when he heard them!

He blurted out, "Let's call it Rabbit!"

From then on, everyone knew that the Great Mortal Palace had a peerless and handsome young man, whose status in the Great Mortal Palace was extremely extraordinary.

Even the fearsome Mingyu Goddess greeted him with a fawning smile, as if she owed him something.