That night.

In the gentle autumn breeze, beneath the flickering candlelight of the imperial bedchamber, and beneath layers of bed curtains, the lotus flower seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, swaying back and forth.

"Aaaaaaah, 077, I've been exposed! I've been exposed! I've been exposed! Aaaaaaah!!!!"

Helian Si put his hands behind his head, rolled his beautiful peach blossom eyes, shifted his body to a more comfortable position, and then lazily spoke.

"Impossible. You are an ethereal being. The Master is just a mortal. How could he possibly see you? If you ask me, you've just lived too long. It's understandable that your eyesight is occasionally failing due to old age."

"You're the one who's getting old and blind! He... he... he!"

"Ugh, whatever, I can't explain it to you anyway!"

Buddha was practically jumping up and down in frustration. Was that god even human? Was he even human?! He wasn't!

Guided by Buddha, he became a celestial being in a single thought, but alas...

Thinking of all this, Fo Lian glanced at Helian Si, who was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, yawning carefree, with extremely complicated emotions.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Let me tell you, I don't like lotus flowers."

Helian Si immediately noticed the gaze from Fulian, touched his arm, and felt goosebumps all over his body.

He Lian Si expected Fo Lian to react with her usual outburst, but this time Fo Lian was unusually quiet, so quiet that He Lian Si felt something was amiss.

Helian Si looked up in surprise and saw Fo Lian floating in front of him with an unusually serious expression on her face.

That bastard, he's gone mad with anger...?

Fo Lian had no time to care what Helian Si was thinking. She looked at Helian Si solemnly and spoke earnestly.

"077, we can't keep playing around like this. We need to finish the task Father Heaven gave us quickly, otherwise... otherwise you really will..."

At this point, the lotus flower paused, a hint of reluctance and sorrow in its eyes. It turned its face away, its back to Helian Si, and continued speaking.

"Otherwise, you will really be annihilated into dust by the Heavenly Dao in the end."

Helian Si, with his delicate oval face and long, curled eyelashes, blinked, shrugged, and said in a nonchalant voice like a clear spring,

"Okay, okay."

No matter how you look at it, these words sounded somewhat perfunctory. Buddha Lotus rose, turned her lotus body, and roared.

"077, can't you be serious for once?!"

Helian Si was taken aback by Fo Lian's sudden outburst of anger, which he couldn't fathom. He paused, then noticed that Fo Lian's eyes were slightly red.

"You bastard, are you... crying?"

Fu Lian wiped away her tears and retorted angrily, "No way! I, Fu Lian, am so radiant and blessed by Buddha's light, how could I possibly cry because of you!"

Clearly, he was being hypocritical. Helian Si shook his head and sighed. "Buddha Lotus really is... how can she still be so sentimental?"

"Okay, I understand. I'll listen to you and complete the task well. Don't cry."

That bastard, Fo Lian, has always been unserious and loves nothing more than arguing and contradicting me. It's really a bit hard to get used to him like this now.

In truth, she didn't care whether she would be obliterated into dust by the Heavenly Dao; she had felt that way from the moment she was kicked onto this page.

Now, with their father and several elder brothers, this is even more true.

After all, the Emperor and his brothers were characters he created himself. They were mortals who would eventually perish on this page with birth, aging, sickness, and death.