If you don't paint me, will you paint all living beings?
Sun rises and sets, sun rises and sets.
All my defenses and preparations ultimately came to naught.
Xie Jinhui did not come again.
The hibernating mice need to wait through the winter, while I, after three days of anxious waiting, peeked out of the "devil's den".
I won't go out and wander around, because I don't want to extinguish his good prospects again because of a "chance encounter".
Xie Jinhui didn't come, which is good.
He must have taken to heart what I said that day, so he didn't come to bother me; he just wanted to deliver the peach-shaped hairpin.
That's right, he's very smart...
The peach-shaped hairpins in the room jingled, repeating, "Very good, very good, very good."
The goddess Yuan'e's celestial life seemed to have returned to its carefree past.
In the days that followed...
Chen Yi taught me immortal arts, and my master's tattered belongings continued to provide me with a steady stream of raw materials for making mountain buns.
The little bamboo shoots steal wine, and the stars dance across my table.
Under the polishing of the pen and knife, many hillocks were born, and unlike before, they all had swords attached to them.
I stared at the rows of swords and pondered.
"Perhaps, if we speed up the process and build more small mountains, consuming all the peach-bell hairpins, life can completely return to normal?"
But why should life go back to the way it was?
I saw that today's sunlight had jumped out of place on the windowpane, and the shadow it cast was shorter; this should be a good omen.
I thought to myself, "At least things are different now." Thank goodness, I want to go out.
Just pack up and go!
Before even leaving the mountain garden, a strange sight came into view.
Several plants of the wandering grass, which loves to take root anywhere in the immortal realm and then run away, have appeared.
They are being irrigated in the courtyard by the spirits of the flower fairy and several little fairy servants.
The wandering grass, having received ample nourishment, transformed from its large leaves and long legs into a celestial form, and pulled out a treasure-like booklet from its robes.
"These are copies of the latest paintings by the Divine Lord in the Thirteenth Level of the Succubus Valley."
"This is rare! Everything here is top-quality stuff, you believe me now!"
"I believe you, I believe you, I've already handed over the immortal power, give it to us now."
What good stuff is this? I peeked at the booklet and saw the Flower Fairies excitedly. One of them took a booklet and quickly hid it.
What's so special about this celestial realm that it's so sought after that you have to buy it with celestial power, and all this sneaking around and being so mysterious?
My eyes followed the booklet as it moved, and the next moment, they all spotted me. Those who could run away immediately fled, while the ones with roots burrowed into the ground with the wandering grass and went wandering.
What's going on? I'm not from the Discipline Hall, why would I be afraid of being arrested?
It's not fair to be afraid of being caught. Can't you be a little more serious and drop one off for me to see?
As I was leaving Qingning Pavilion, I saw a net woven under the plaque of Muzhu (it is said to be a carpet).
Her chubby belly drooped down a little, and all eight of her eyes stared at me. She said indifferently, "Oh, time to go out and collect the nets, to catch the mosquitoes that have climbed over the wall."
With so many dark, starry eyes, I can't out-glare her. Besides, when has she ever eaten a mosquito? Or was she a mosquito that slept on the wall? I wouldn't understand.
I ignored her sarcastic remarks.
I bent down and realized that if I could fly, why would I insist on going through the main entrance?
This goddess has been staying in her room for too long, her mind has become flat, and even her shadow has already cast its shadow out the door before she does.
Pinch a cloud, and fly!
After wandering around the Immortal Realm for a while, I discovered that the trading of the booklet was a secret only within the Ningge Pavilion.
Outside, in the celestial corridors, among the palaces and pavilions, there are rare and circulating books everywhere, books that only those with a firm Daoist heart should not read...
Fragments of genuine manuscripts, exquisite collections of handwritten works, and even a copy of "A Compendium of Flower Appreciation from All Walks of Life," which was fought over with fierce determination...
I grab and throw things away casually, laughing and chuckling all the while.
Xie Jinhui, well done.
You're even faster, more ruthless, and more cunning than I, Yuanhe Shen! In such a short time, you've already traveled to the heavens and the underworld, observing demons, monsters, and ghosts. You've seen every beautiful woman imaginable.
They're so obedient, even more so than their teachers.
Not only did they look at them, they even drew them.
Look, look! In the Dragon Palace, a beautiful princess adorned with jewels, and on the hidden reef, a mermaid weeps, singing to the sea.
A fiery and alluring demoness, a cold and beautiful frost maiden at the edge of the Northern Sea...
She is alluring and graceful, charming and alluring, and even her icy pride is softened by a thousand kinds of tenderness.
...
Anyway, I watched them all, and I enjoyed them very much, but the more I watched, the more tired I became.
My fellow immortals say that it's because the paintings by Little Xie are full of the deep affection of the women depicted, and as the Stone Goddess, I naturally don't understand the subtle nuances within.
No, weren't they all originally head over heels in love with me and Xie Jinhui?
Now, everything has changed, and I've even been excluded from all of Xie Jinhui's divine couples?
Later, I made some inquiries and found out the truth.
Now, a large number of celestial maidens in the immortal realm who prefer an aged appearance have gone to Lady Jieyu for cosmetic enhancements.
Some cultivators, inspired by the legendary Emperor Zangli, have forcibly performed some kind of male-female body transformation.
In short, the immortals were in perfect agreement, and Xie Jinhui no longer chose to persevere against a single obstacle, but instead opened up many avenues for advancement.
In order to get closer to the Abyss of Nothingness, for the sake of equality among immortals, and for the sake of rising to the top, fellow immortals are willing to "marry" into it.
Alas, my solitary enjoyment only lasted a few days before it became shared by everyone, and Xie Jinhui's single-minded focus also turned into a spirit of inclusiveness.
He was inwardly amazed: Brilliant! Xie Jinhui, thank you for clearing things up for me!
I instinctively popped a plum into my palm, popped one into my mouth, and chewed it vigorously.
Hehe, sour? Not at all. I think it won't be long before the immortal realm is full of sour feelings of unrequited love.
Xie Jinhui, can you please tone it down and stop ruining my "quasi-Emperor's" immortal realm?
Huh? Why did I bring up this identity?
It's because I want to beat him up.
Where can I beat them up?
You expect me, this goddess, to investigate his whereabouts, follow him, and then plunder the remaining beauties he has? Impossible!
I'll block him, I'll block him completely.
The immortals all say that Xie Jinhui always appears on the Ascension Platform, the most unpredictable and arbitrarily floating platform within the Fourteen Strings, whenever he returns to the Immortal Realm.
For anyone who has the chance to meet him, our God Xie will gently agree to paint a portrait of a lady for them.
I figured that if I were to meet him by sheer luck, the celestial realm would probably have long since become a den of demons obsessed with immortals.
You need to have a plan, be patient, and prepare before hunting.
I stroked my chin and pondered for a moment: Hey! Master's measuring rod and boundary demarcation rules.
Aren't these two guys the best at finding immortals and mortals?
They could even pinpoint the approximate location of Moxu Chenyuan...
Just as I was thinking of going back to rummage through my belongings, I heard a kind voice from above me.
"Hey, fellow immortals, Lord Xie is back! He's currently painting by the waterside at the Four Strings Cloud Cliff in the southwest."
Ah, what a coincidence! It's better to bump into a rabbit than to choose one carefully; this is the perfect opportunity to wait for it to come to you.
Heading towards the white expanse of celestial clouds that suddenly took flight.
I took the plunge and charged forward!
However, upon arriving at the so-called Cloud Cliff Waterside site, Xie Jinhui saw the immortals in front of him piling up in circles, forming a towering structure for viewing, which directly trapped him at the bottom of the tower.
This monster has no chance of escaping, but I can't reach it.
I think I chickened out. Crossing the immortal mountain, stealing the tower skin, and messing around with fellow immortals—other immortals can do these things, but I seem completely incapable of them.
Identity, the reputation of Qingning Pavilion, and what Xie Jinhui would think if he saw it.
Too difficult!
My mind isn't confused, it's clear. I'm here to beat him up, unlike those who come to look at him or ask for paintings from the spirits.
Although I can't see them directly, I have other ways, such as peeking at the moon-gazing mirrors held by other fairies who can't squeeze in.
After stealing a few glances, I was suddenly filled with rage and wanted to blow the tower up.
What is that? What are you wearing?
Xie Jinhui didn't even come down from the Ascension Platform. He directly got a set of Ice Bone Frost Chair, sat down at the table, and began to perform (paint).
If a new immortal friend were to ascend, the powerful painter above would not be able to move aside, and the weak little shrimps below would have no chance to enter.
A scourge, a scourge to the celestial realm.
I must eliminate Xie Jinhui from the Ascension Platform.
On second thought, a newly ascended immortal? I haven't seen one in a thousand or eight hundred years, what unlucky soul could have such a coincidence.
The probability is too small, almost nonexistent.
Actually, there are many more reasons why I want to lose my temper than just this.
I, Xie Shenjun, a pure and refined little white flower in the celestial realm, where did I learn to paint this style before me, whether I lower my eyes, pick up my brush, dip my brush in ink, or stroke the paper...?
Every subtle movement exudes a captivating allure!
Look at his thin lips, half-hidden beneath a semi-transparent veil, the wind gently caressing them through the fabric.
The feeling was something like: flirting? teasing?
The ambiguity and charm you exude, half-revealed to the world, are truly the pinnacle of Xie Jinhui's artistry.
Even though it's all so hazy and swaying, the left half of its eye is still adorned with an orchid pattern and a hollowed-out silver moon mask.
Beautiful, absolutely gorgeous.
Now I understand why the beauties in every portrait of a beautiful woman have such dreamy and affectionate eyes.
Chun Chun wanted to see clearly but couldn't, and then the silver light from the mask made her beautiful eyes sting, and her heart drifted away with Xie Jinhui.
My eyes are sore, and I have to admit, he looks really bad like that.
A scourge, a scourge, a complete scourge.
"Strip him of his rags first, then beat him up," I thought to myself.
right!
But what opportunities could I possibly have, being someone who only gets to go around in circles outside the tower?
Just when I was at my wit's end, I noticed that the towers stacked by my fellow cultivators were converging towards one point, shrinking and squeezing to the left and right.
Despite groaning from the crowd, the immortals gazed enthusiastically towards the very opposite side of the most crowded area.
I understand now. They are all trying their best to grab the best viewing spot, the more positive the better.
I used my immortal power to attach all the scattered immortal friends who hadn't climbed the tower.
They looked back gratefully, and I smiled smugly from below the tower.
You may covet Xie Jinhui's beauty, go ahead and covet it as much as you want.
Because I saw that the tower gradually changed from being closed to being open by a single line, and continued to open, the line opening to an unobstructed gate leading to heaven.
Even though from that place, you could only see a glimpse of his back.
But beating him up is enough.
I tiptoed, afraid that other fellow immortals would wake up from the crowd above and discover this crack in the door.
With a few quick movements, I was just one step away from the Heavenly Gate line where I could see Xie Jinhui.
I realized that even if I stood behind the artist, all the immortals would look at me at once.
If I don't say a word and just hit him, will he think of me as a jealous and resentful woman?
That won't do. I need to remain calm and collected, like a god who doesn't care, and then find a way to make him make a mistake.
I have a legitimate reason to take action.
Hehehe, the next moment, I took a majestic step and put my hands behind my back.
Look at him with an upright and honest gaze.
Wow, that back view, and...
I was stunned for a moment, all I could see were eyes.
What kind of tower is this, a tower of immortals that commands such overwhelming power that it intimidates demons and monsters? What should this goddess do?
I remembered, and with renewed vigor, I said to his retreating figure in a nonchalant tone.
"Xie Jinhui, paint one for this goddess too!"
I heard the entire tower gasp in unison, as if each breath from a deity could turn my stone into dust and remove me from sight.
Xie Jinhui tilted his shoulder slightly, half of the veil revealing his chin and one unclosed, tender right eye.
He parted his lips slightly, the lip line faintly curved, his tone firm, his words piercing me.
“I won’t paint you,” he said.
I have never experienced what it means to be heartbroken!
In that instant, I loosened my grip on my back.
I'm done for. I've completely forgotten about beating him up. Am I just lost?
Suddenly, Xie Jinhui stood up and raised his hands.
The immortal power flowed out from his sleeves, forming ripples between the towers that resembled waves or swirling winds.
The white paper on the table tumbled into the air as he released his immortal power.
These blank sheets of paper quickly multiplied from one to a hundred, and from a hundred to ten thousand, rushing towards the four sides of the tower like a gust of wind.
Xie Jinhui slightly bent his slender fingers and swept them across the void as if playing a zither, splashing out specks of immortal energy condensed into ink.
With a flourish of his spiritual ink, Xie Jinhui finished painting portraits of all the immortal friends present in the blink of an eye.
After achieving his goal, he turned around with a flourish, his face half-hidden, and gave a hazy smile.
He looked at me and said coldly, "I don't want to paint either."
As soon as he said this, the portraits were at his command, spinning and creating a space that only allowed Xie Jinhui and me to be together.
Suddenly, I felt the converging force of the painted wall behind me, pulling me towards the center.
It was too late to react. Before I knew it, Xie Jinhui was already standing right in front of me, just a fist's distance away.
At a distance where I could feel his breath, my heart pounded with anxiety: Had I been tricked by him again, and was I doomed once more?
Or perhaps Xie Jinhui's trick of attracting beautiful women is something he's already quite adept at in various circles.
The scene was so overwhelming that I was completely disoriented, so I gave up and lowered my head.
His veil brushed against my hairline, and I lazily looked up at him.
"Yuan'e, I miss you." He whispered sweetly, enticing me...
I was already on guard. I'm not one of those beauties in your painting. I'm the Stone Goddess Yuan'e. I can't give you a gentle look back.
All I can give you is...
I raised my hand and ripped off his mask and veil all at once.
All he could offer was to face reality.
Xie Jinhui looked terrified, his eyes wide as he was at my mercy.
I, Yuan'e, am angry. If you don't draw me, I don't want to hear it either. You have no idea what you've said to all the fairies, beauties, and succubi.
"Xie Jinhui, now that you understand what it means to be vast and open up new possibilities."
From now on, just focus on having fun!
However, if you dare to cause trouble in the immortal realm again, and monopolize the Ascension Platform, thus delaying the ascension of your fellow immortals in the lower realms...
I, Yuan'e, wouldn't mind taking the entrance exam for the Thunder Punishment Division for you.
I'll kill you with my own hands!
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