Primordial Spirit Contract: You are not allowed to lie to me, nor are you allowed to believe me.
Send me a rainbow outfit, the same one worn by Mo Xuchenyuan in the Little Pool outfit!
I should have guessed long ago that Xie Jinhui was treacherous, scheming, and full of tricks; he was born, born, born a bad seed.
He lifted the pool, intending to splash the pool of trouble and Xie Jinhui's face on its surface.
What kind of benevolent deity would do such a thing? Giving gifts and then adding a hidden trap, a trap with malicious intent—he's spying on me!
I positioned myself in a bent-bow posture, ready to splash as far as possible.
Xie Jinhui, however, was in the waves, calmly and kindly offering his reminder.
"Hey, hey, Yuanhe, don't knock me over!"
Spilled water might not be so hard to recover, and you might even be able to recover more than you need. Would you like to give it a try?
Ah, a threat.
I'm scared? I scanned the entire den of iniquity.
If what he said is true, a single spilled drop of water becomes a pool, and in that pool floats Xie Jinhui's face.
They took over every corner of the room, swaying and growing wildly...
Peeking, spying, talking nonsense...
Uh, I'm scared!
I used my magical power to retrieve the water that had splashed in mid-air, and carefully smoothed out Xie Jinhui's water-stained face with my venomous gaze.
My face turned ashen. I moved his head onto the altar and sat there, offering him a series of blue eye daggers.
In the reflection on the water, I suddenly saw that I was still wearing the "betrothal gift" that Xie Jinhui had deliberately flirted with me on the spot.
Ha, let him wear it. I learned how to deal with it from my precious one. Some things we just ignore, we just pretend we don't see or hear, we just keep wearing it and find fault with him.
"Xie Jinhui, did you start spying on me the day you brought this pool into my room? You shameless bastard."
I blew air into the water, trying to make him dizzy as he lay upright on the stone table.
"Speak, tell the truth."
He pouted slightly, looking regretful.
"Yes, why didn't Yuanhe think of this for me sooner?"
My mind was both dull and confused. After returning from the mortal realm that day, all I could think about was going to your room to give you an explanation. I saw that Yuanhe was openly watching.
Only that one time, when you told me to be careful, I had to reassure Yuanhe before I…
Xie Jinhui paused as he spoke, the water surface mirroring his eyes, calm and clear.
"I only peeked at you this once."
Feel sorry. "
He bowed his head.
That night?
Yes, I was worried about him, and I even told him to be careful before he went down to the mortal realm.
My thoughts were a little strange; I suddenly felt neither angry nor wanted to blame him. I rubbed the back of my hand under the table; it seemed to itch again.
His apology left me somewhat at a loss for words.
"Whatever," I replied with a few "ohs," and then casually asked, "So, where have you been all this time?"
I regretted asking so much that I pinched my thigh. What I really wanted to ask was something like: Can all the characters in your Moxu Chenyuan Pool be used for communication?
What you did before the Heavenly Emperor's illness was made public—was it done under orders or voluntarily?
Have you been in the Abyss of Nothingness all this time? Are you aware of the chaos that has engulfed the lower realms...?
It turns out I had a ton of questions I wanted to ask him, but where did they all go after I asked them?
It's like someone's fixated on his painting of beautiful women in the mortal realm. Yuanhe, are you obsessed?
I quickly grabbed my baby and brought it to my side, both for self-defense and to protect myself from him.
The reflection in the pool was stunned for a moment before he repeated his trick.
"After the matter of the Heavenly Emperor no longer needed to be concealed, my father naturally no longer allowed me to go down to the mortal realm to broaden my horizons."
I was confined to my home, surrounded by piles of homework and books. And then…
He suddenly looked up, staring at me with a smile in his eyes.
I think of you every day.
Seeing her today, I can see that Yuan'e looks exceptionally beautiful dressed up.
He brought up the fabricated betrothal gifts again, which I refused to accept.
But when he talked about house arrest, it seemed like he wasn't as free as I was.
Watching me has become a hobby for him, so monotonous and boring that it's almost pathetic.
As he spoke, he adjusted the view in the water so that I could see the stacks of secret manuals and celestial books beside him.
I did see a lot of books, but in terms of quantity, I wasn't impressed. I joked, "These books are nothing compared to what I have..."
As he casually pulled out a book and unfolded it for me to see, my voice grew softer and softer.
Zu Jun used mountains of knives and seas of fire to train his son's immortal body, and then used a page of books and a row of empty bookshelves to fill the mind of the dust with the creation of the world and the primordial universe.
Can you handle it?
Looking at the pages, the bookshelves resembled a vast night sky, and the book dots shone like countless stars.
I was truly amazed.
Heavens above, what a wonderful master I have met! I want to kowtow to him.
I need to keep teasing him to reduce his stress, and also give him some reminders.
"Xie Jinhui, do you want to learn the immortal technique of making things disappear from the Ancestor's Palace?"
Instead of painstakingly studying page by page, why not take it all at once—make all the books disappear first, then memorize the 'disappearances,' saving your hand from getting sore from turning pages.
Xie Jinhui rolled up the book and pointed it at the water's surface. I think he wanted to tap me on the forehead and praise my intelligence.
But he said, "The fastest way in the world is always to take it slow. If it's too fast, Yuan'e won't remember me."
Oh dear! Here we go again.
Fortunately, the treasure in my hand can still provide the power to keep me unmoved.
You can bring up these flirtatious remarks on any topic and end the conversation like this. Was Xie Jinhui like this before?
Wait a minute, Yuan Yu, don't think that way.
Should I take this opportunity to ask him the question that has been lingering in my mind?
As I pondered, I rested my chin on my outstretched arm, dragging my head, heavy with thought, and stared blankly at the face in the water that seemed both near and far.
After a long silence, I decided to speak.
"Xie Jinhui, the Ancestor chose me, and you want to take me to the Moxu Chenyuan, is it because I am the stone that can gather you together?"
"Are you facing some kind of heavenly tribulation, that one day you'll suddenly dissipate, and then I'll be used to gather you back together, or... directly replenish your strength?"
This is an extremely cruel but real problem.
The goddess Yuan'e only likes to be open and honest.
I paid extra attention to the subtle expressions on the water's surface, even trying to see through his soul.
Xie Jinhui's figure gradually transformed from relaxed and lazy to a pine tree standing tall beside the stone table.
He straightened up, and his expression as he looked at me was filled with watery worry, and his voice became anxious.
“Yuan’e, I will not allow you to reveal your true self to anyone and let them manipulate you.”
If I lie to you now, even if you turn to dust for me, you still won't get the answer you want.
Yuanhe, even if it's me, you can't trust me like that.
Why should I?
Why should I? That's a good question.
That's not enough. I need your frankness.
If you are truly afraid that I will expose myself nakedly, and worried that I will put myself in danger as a result.
Then I will reveal everything. A single word of magic—ruthlessness.
I drew upon the power of my primordial spirit from my sea of consciousness and placed it between my eyebrows.
I'll risk it all; I'll test his sincerity with my primordial spirit.
The moment the primordial spirit departs, it is as if one is in the midst of wind blades of both ice and fire; perhaps, this is also an experience of being in a sea of fire and a mountain of knives.
I suppressed the surge of immortal power coursing through my body and looked at Xie Jinhui.
I want to see how he handles this matter, which concerns the life and death of my stone.
Do you dare to tell me everything you know?
Without hesitation, Xie Jinhui, his veins bulging slightly, connected his primordial spirit power with mine through the water's surface.
At this moment, if either side lies, they will be severely injured by the combined power of both sides.
Don't be fooled by my ruthless approach; I originally only intended to provoke him slowly, but Xie Jinhui acted too quickly, which was unexpected.
Honestly, I'm scared. If I were really hit by immortal power, it would hurt so much!
Waaah, hang in there.
I gritted my teeth; I still had to ask the questions I needed to ask.
One is pain, the other is life and death; the latter is more serious.
"Thank you, Jinhui!"
He was waiting for me to speak, and he even gave a casual "hmm".
Are you lying to me now?
"No."
"When you descended to the mortal realm before, were you working for the Heavenly Emperor?"
"Yes, but it's also to go and take a look, as you said."
Exactly, I did say that...
"Do you have a heavenly tribulation? Do you need me to use my life to compensate for yours or exchange my life for yours?" I continued to ask.
"No, I don't need it."
Xie Jinhui said he didn't have a heavenly tribulation, how lucky he is! But neither do I.
balance!
The connection between our primordial spirits is the most rigorous test. We answered each other's questions without suffering any backlash or serious injury, which means I am safe, both now and in the future when I am with Xie Jinhui.
I felt a little relieved. As for other questions, I didn't want to ask them, much less be asked them. I didn't want to create an opportunity to be beaten up by immortal power in the contract flow where our primordial spirits were connected.
I quickly suggested, "Okay, I trust you, we can disconnect now."
"No," Xie Jinhui said with a smile, "It's my turn to ask you."
"What do I have to ask?" I asked, startled and alert.
"I asked, 'Why should Yuan'e trust me?'"
His tone was like that of a master at his strictest, forcing me to answer a question, and I blurted out the answer immediately.
"Because you've done a good job serving the Heavenly Emperor."
I felt the spiritual power emanating from him becoming increasingly aggressive.
"Anything else?" Xie Jinhui asked.
"Also, you've kept the secret of turning into a grasshopper very well..."
Forget it, I might as well tell you everything at once. Asking me one question at a time makes me nervous.
"Because you kept your promise, because you gave me a peach-bell hairpin, a rainbow dress, and even the pond you gave me can make the hill grow taller."
You didn't lie to me. You helped me split the marriage certificate, and you even said you'd take me flying through the sky..."
I heard Xie Jinhui chuckle.
Quickly ask, "Is it okay now?"
He rested his chin on his hand and looked at me.
"It seems not enough, but it's good enough."
I breathed a sigh of relief, afraid he would ask me something else.
However, this Primordial Spirit Contract Flow was my suggestion, but when it came to how it ended, I listened to him.
Ugh, how annoying.
Xie Jinhui and I simultaneously withdrew our primordial spirit power, and a strong backlash left me so exhausted that I collapsed onto the table, groaning in agony.
"Oh my god, I'm so sleepy."
I didn't see Xie Jinhui's face, but I heard his breathing quicken for a moment.
He must have just recovered before he reverted to his old ways.
I heard the sound of him striking the water, and my nose felt cool.
He Xie Jinhui played with me by dripping water onto my nose.
As soon as I sat up, he said in a gentle, weak voice, "Yuan'e is sleepy. Do you want to come to Moxu Chenyuan and sleep together?"
I'll punch you in the face until it's like a flatbread; I don't believe you can't be thick-skinned.
Unfortunately, I don't have the strength, so I might as well hold onto the treasure in my hand tightly.
Seeing that I couldn't vent my anger and became deflated, Xie Jinhui said again, "Yuanhe, don't get the wrong idea. I meant you should bring Shanbaobao to sleep with you. That way, you can both grow up."
They can all grow up? Why not just grow taller?
After descending to the mortal realm, he was full of ill intentions.
I was so angry that I provoked him.
"Xie Jinhui, you're someone I gathered together. Do you think I'm capable of taking you down again..." I reached out and grabbed a handful of air, then squeezed it hard, snarling, "Crush it!"
Xie Jinhui started to act coquettishly.
“Yuan’e is capable, but she has a kind heart and can’t bear to part with her.”
"No, my heart is made of stone." I grinned and said, "When I get really angry, I'll even knock myself to pieces."
Xie Jinhui was taken aback by my strange expression and sighed.
“Yuan’e, even if you crush me, you can only shatter my heart and turn me into a mindless and unfeeling chaotic immortal with only a physical body.”
It's pitiful to even think about it.
I never knew I was so popular in the mortal realm. If I were to accidentally fall into their hands one day, I would no longer be the carefree god who could walk among a hundred flowers without a single petal touching me.
I fear that the group of flowers will carry me away one by one, like carrying away a walking corpse.
"Yuan'e, spare me."
Imagine the scene he described: wildflowers, one by one, carrying a half-dead little bee collecting nectar. The flowers feed it, but it knows not how to fly, move, or run, nor how to make honey. It suffers the torment of the flowers, played with until it dies...
If things are already like this, then you might as well not live!
I grinned mischievously at Chi Zi: "Thank you, God. The greatest thing in this world is to turn into spring mud to protect the flowers."
"You, go."
Xie Jinhui slumped onto the stone table, pounding it as he said, "Yuanhe, how cruel you are."
But I will only protect you.
Looking at him, I suddenly felt a little tired, not the kind of tiredness from divine power, but the kind that lingers in my heart.
Uh... I give up.
But my darling isn't afraid of you. It's time to show it and shut your mouth.
I held up my precious notebook, which I had diligently studied and memorized, on the table, so that its majestic title was clearly pasted onto Xie Jinhui's eyes.
Hehe, I said confidently, "Xie Jinhui, your sweet words have no effect on me. Look, I have this—'Ten Thousand Sweet Words'."
Hahahahahaha.
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