Stealing the sky and changing the sun, all people weep blood
Harming one's own flesh and blood? Should they disappear?
Before I could even process the gurgling voice of the black-robed water monster, I heard Xie Jinhui decisively issue an order in my mind.
"Yuan'e, concentrate and keep up with our grasshopper son!"
I reacted with lightning speed, immediately merging my consciousness with Xie Jinhui's, and using my mental power to rush into the vortex where the little grasshopper's figure was about to disappear.
There was no dizzying ripple in the whirlpool; the water ripples, like supple whiskers, carried the little grasshopper across the ancient flow of time, to a deep rift valley belonging to the human world.
I didn't have time to think about whether the little grasshopper was my son, but since Xie Jinhui had acknowledged it, I'll just call the grasshopper my son for now.
Even though it was a creature that Xie Jinhui and I created unintentionally with altered bodies, it is still an indelible fate.
Perhaps it was because of the ravine, or perhaps the appearance of the little grasshopper reminded me of the insect bag in the Mushroom Illusion.
Regardless of the circumstances, I can't help but feel a complex sense of affection for my son, who is like a grasshopper, as he is "born" from me and Xie Jinhui.
At this moment, I have entered the phantom of memories left between heaven and earth, hoping to find further clues by watching the grasshopper son's experiences.
The grasshopper son's body continued to sink.
At the edge of the impenetrable abyss, where rampant vines and tangled vines reign supreme, a heavy, round thunderbolt is being conceived and rising from the earth.
My consciousness intertwined with Xie Jinhui's, and we saw the extraordinary nature of this area from different perspectives.
Despite the eerie and terrifying abyss that resembles a gathering of demonic minions, there are actually more than a dozen secret formations unique to the immortal realm coiled within a hundred feet around it.
Looking at the forbidden totems and the source of immortal power on the formation, I immediately realized that this was a protected area belonging to the Heavenly Division Palace.
Xie Jinhui in my sea of consciousness confirmed my judgment. He pondered and said, "Where did this water-shaped monster come from? How did it find the precise location where the Holy Emperor's Immortal Body is bound to the world?"
It's even possible to infiltrate it.
His tone was one of disbelief and shock, and together we saw the bewildered grasshopper son spread his transparent wings.
Beams of light streamed out from between the folds of the wings.
The runes left on him by the monster were like an all-powerful pass, escorting the little grasshopper through layers of magic arrays, flying all the way to gradually enter the core.
I remembered a scene I had overlooked and immediately asked Xie Jinhui.
"Can you tell which part of the Holy Emperor's Immortal Body this corresponds to?"
I felt a faint light emanating from Xie Jinhui's eyes.
Subsequently, the star-studded memories of books in his mind reassembled on their own, and under Xie Jinhui's guidance, he quickly drew a conclusion.
"It's the shoulder, the right shoulder."
really!
“The Holy Emperor once took me to see the imperial palace,” I said. “At that time, the Holy Emperor’s right shoulder was drooping, but I didn’t pay much attention to it.”
It seems that the grasshopper son's memory came from that time.
Xie Jinhui, I suspect that the reason why the Holy Emperor is ill is not because he cannot bear the suffering of all living beings, but rather…
Xie Jinhui sighed softly in my mind.
He interrupted my anxiety.
I immediately brought my attention back to the present.
He told his son that his guess was correct.
In our shared vision, the grasshopper son has already leaped to the very edge of the core.
The cat-bodied, dragon-horned divine beast in charge of guarding the area opened its only eye, located on its chest, and stared intently at the little grasshopper.
The beams of light from the little grasshopper were as soft as feathers, drifting one by one toward the divine beast.
Normally, once a divine beast discovers something unusual, it will either eliminate the intruder or hide away with the spirit core it is guarding.
The mythical beast did none of these things.
It seemed to be lost in a dream, quietly watching the grasshopper attach feather after feather to its mythical beast body.
The grey-red striped mythical beast, after a short while, remained motionless, like a house frozen in place by a blizzard.
One, two, and eventually more than a hundred threads of spiritual light gradually emerged from one eye.
I could tell that those spiritual threads were the hidden connections between the Holy Emperor and all living beings.
These threads can both stir up turmoil in the lower realms and cause changes in the Heavenly Emperor's celestial body.
But!
How could this be? How could the guardian beast be so utterly incapable of discerning right from a grasshopper, as if its mind had been stolen?
"So that's how it is!" Xie Jinhui murmured, then quickly returned to his calm and observant posture.
I see what he meant. I haven't quite figured it out yet, but now is not the time to bother him or ask him for clarification.
I continued to concentrate and watch.
After controlling the grasshopper son and forcing out the spiritual core connection within the divine beast's body, it calmly began to wiggle its tentacles.
Such skillful methods and unhurried movements could not possibly be an innate ability of a newly hatched insect like a grasshopper.
I tried to redirect some of my senses back to the black-robed monster's cave.
As expected, the monster was the real mastermind.
He was baring his teeth and claws, spurting out gushing streams of water that flowed to his grasshopper son, transforming into new spiritual threads.
The grasshopper son was incredibly patient. He used his six front legs and antennae to knead out spiritual threads, one by one, and then incorporated these spiritual threads into the divine beast's light.
The new spiritual threads gradually cover and integrate, until they completely replace the old divine threads.
I think this process probably took several decades...
I truly admire the monster's perseverance and the grasshopper's tenacity, winding the yarn with such meticulous care and focus.
But this is not something to be praised; it is an act of replacement and occupation. It is not a quiet private matter, but an action that harms the Heavenly Emperor and threatens all living beings.
Over the decades, Emperor Shengsheng's right shoulder suffered from what was known as frozen shoulder in ordinary people, gradually progressing from mild soreness to unbearable pain and numbness.
Let's look at the human world that was affected by the replacement of the spiritual line.
Over the decades, countless times the earth has churned, houses have collapsed, mountains and seas have overflowed, and masses of corpses have been buried...
Countless tragic disasters have occurred.
Xie Jinhui opened a separate screen to view the scenes of the human world.
We can see at the same time that the grasshopper son and the mythical beast are fused together.
The water monster resembled a spiny sea urchin, spewing out spiritual rays.
One can see the composed and serene Holy Emperor, enduring the pain with quiet forbearance.
You can also see children who are sound asleep suddenly being slammed onto the ruins by the roof.
His cries echoed throughout the village, but no pair of bloodied hands could escape the deadly trap of the earthquake that threatened to annihilate the village and carry the child out.
The child's loud cries gradually turned into sobs as the sun began to set.
Finally, after the grasshopper son replaced the new guardian beast, the child cried again.
It was the distant whistling sound produced by the wind blowing through the gaps in his white bones.
The child never cried for help; instead, he cried, "Mommy, I'm hungry."
I felt a chill rise from the depths of my consciousness, colder than the dew in the abyss.
Xie Jinhui sighed in his mind, "Yuanhe, look."
Following his directions, I looked up from an upward perspective.
A group of celestial beings in flowing robes, their expressions solemn, were continuously channeling celestial power into the formation.
The aim was to use this method to strengthen the magic array and give the divine beast a stable spiritual energy line.
The earthquakes on Earth have stopped, and the Heavenly Emperor's illness has also been alleviated.
But the people of the Dividing Palace could never have imagined that every inch of their immortal power would become nourishment for our grasshopper son, this new divine beast, to seize the qualification to guard the spirit core.
"Xie Jinhui, why didn't the travelers notice that the divine beasts inside have been replaced?"
The departing figures of the travelers pierced my heart. They thought that after taking action, the world had regained peace, but in reality, they were secretly sowing the seeds of disaster.
Xie Jinhui's immortal power lit up a spiritual thread on the grasshopper son's body, letting me see.
"That monster was clever; it left a spiritual thread that could prove its identity and didn't replace it."
It was the celestial power emanating from this spiritual thread that deceived the travelers.
Xie Jinhui changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat sarcastic.
"The monster left itself a way out, which may also be a dead end," he said.
Xie Jinhui's words were profound and unfathomable, and my attention was already drawn to the monster.
After settling the grasshopper son and making him a resident spirit in that area, the monster, which had been shooting water balls wildly, returned to its human form.
His fluid body surged and flowed, and as he summoned a physical body that was very similar to that of the Holy Emperor, he eagerly put it inside.
This time, he twisted his right shoulder, and the leather suit on his body seemed to come alive at that point, perfectly integrated.
The monster's laughter had become somewhat human-like, suggesting that some of the acupoints in its throat had been opened.
"Not enough, not enough."
He looked at the detached skin with frustration and impatience, but as soon as he touched the healed flesh, he immediately burst into laughter and shouts.
“I am the Heavenly Emperor, I am the Heavenly Emperor. You were willing to abandon me back then, so why would I care about you now?”
"Holy Emperor, I am you."
The monster's attempt to try on clothes didn't last long before it aimed in another direction and transformed into a water ball.
I can't see what kind of spirit he sends to where; he keeps turning into a fountain and constantly dressing up to examine it.
The leather blended more and more seamlessly with him, which gave me the creeps.
How could he be so fast, and never miss a shot!
I feel his whole body.
No, it was the entire body, from all sides, every corner, that was swirling.
Some I can see, but many more I cannot perceive.
In each vortex, the monster threw in a root spirit that could replace the spirit beast.
Once a spirit gains the recognition of its spiritual core at the crucial point where the Holy Emperor binds all living beings, it falls into an endless slumber.
I felt Xie Jinhui's immortal power envelop me like a hug as I trembled.
“Yuan’e, don’t be afraid. Just now I sped up the time flow on the water monster’s side. In reality, each time he succeeds, it takes a long time.”
I want to see exactly how much territory he has occupied, and how…
He paused, carefully choosing his words.
"It replaced or erased the Holy Emperor Sheng."
"The Holy Emperor is still here!" I interrupted him impulsively.
"He might just be suppressing it, hiding it. In any case, the Holy Emperor's immortal power is boundless; he won't give up easily..."
The more I talked, the more uncertain I felt, while the embrace of the fairy grew warmer and warmer.
Xie Jinhui's kiss, which landed in my consciousness, made my whole body tremble.
“Yuan’e, I misspoke.”
The monster has reached its limit in tracing back using immortal power; perhaps we could try breaking through from the son's side.
Uh, son!
Xie Jinhui really treats the grasshopper son like his own son?
With no energy to overthink, Xie Jinhui and I made a quick decision to cut off our view of the bleak world, the circling monsters, and the hurried passersby.
He focused all his thoughts on his grasshopper son.
Like a tiny icicle, it slept soundly in the abyss, its tentacles twitching and its abdomen rising and falling.
I think I've come to understand the meaning of equality for all beings, and I feel like gently patting it to let it know that its mother is there, so that it can sleep more peacefully.
Xie Jinhui, as a father, was different. He picked out the only unaltered spiritual thread and then said it to me.
“Yuan’e, let’s use this thread to see if our son recognizes his parents.”
"ah?"
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