Master's wife! On the run...
The Palace of the True Beauty Fairy floats within the fourteen strings of the Immortal Realm, slightly west of the center of the lower two strings.
According to celestial rules, any newly ascended immortal must have apprenticed under a celestial deity in the mortal realm.
Then, the immortal master would personally instruct the newly arrived immortals for at least a month.
Therefore, Xie Jinhui's leisurely days came to an end.
He had to sit upright and explain the rules, etiquette, and magic of the celestial realm to the Twelve Immortals of True Face every day.
Just imagining Xie Jinhui trapped in front of the desk, imitating those old men from the Discipline Hall to preach and teach, makes me laugh uncontrollably.
However, I was quite shocked when I saw the newly revised booklet of the Heavenly Laws.
The booklet, which was originally only the thickness of a little finger knot, has become three times thicker.
It is said that since the Holy Emperor fell ill, the number of times the immortals from the celestial realm have descended to the mortal world to handle affairs has increased.
The peaceful and carefree days that had lasted for hundreds of thousands of years have now come to an end.
The Discipline Hall and many immortals unanimously decided to gradually restore the strict discipline and orderly manner of the ancient immortal realm.
Therefore, the strange costumes and transformation techniques of the immortals have finally been toned down a lot, and they all look like gods now.
However, even with her white hair and ethereal appearance, she still doesn't look very good.
After receiving the worship of the twelve fairies of Zhenyan, I should have been able to drift wherever I wanted.
The karmic connection triggered by the twelve drops of beautiful water has now reached its perfect conclusion, and all that remains is to receive the three layers of immortal power.
But as I wandered around the palace, I was drawn to the ethereal atmosphere of the twelve fairies, who maintained both mortal habits and celestial charm.
Whether inside the house or in the yard, they always helped each other and got along in a friendly and intimate way.
Yan Yu was applying floral decorations to Yan Wu, Yan Shuang was practicing swordplay, and Yan Fen was brewing tea and cheering.
Yan Fei and Yan Lu were drawing each other's eyebrows, while Yan Ji picked up a comb to help Yan Ni comb her long hair.
The one playing the zither is Yan Wei, and the one chanting scriptures in the pavilion is Yan Wei.
There were also Yan Xue and Yan Xian, who were toasting and playing drinking games.
A misty haze drifted among the pavilions, and fragrant flowers seemed to revel in the graceful movements of the fairies, creating a serene and tranquil scene.
The most beautiful women in the world could not be found here. With longing eyes, I rested my head on the window frame and looked inside with a silly look in my eyes.
Suddenly, Yan Yu picked up a paintbrush and walked towards me. She smiled and said, "Goddess Yuan'e, may I paint a flower for you?"
I was overjoyed and kept nodding.
"Yes, yes!"
The other eleven girls all gathered around, laughing and joking together, watching the scene.
Yan Yu focused intently on her writing, her snow-white forearm emerging from her sleeve, a fragrant aroma wafting through the air.
I peeked upwards, trying to steal a glance.
My forehead felt cool, and the fairies smelled wonderful.
How wonderful!
I overheard them occasionally discussing their experiences in the mortal realm. I don't know when, but the True Face Fairies had already united in their beliefs.
They would never seek out a celestial partner, but would instead care for each other forever and never be apart.
Yan Fei is the girl who attained enlightenment amidst the corpses in the military camp because of "one taste".
She said what all the True Beauty Fairies agreed with.
"Men in this world only want to play games with us. They don't cherish us. We, the Twelve Immortals of True Beauty, cherish each other and are unwavering in our commitment."
Their earthly experiences and the impressions men left on them were far too oppressive.
I think there's another male god they've never rejected.
So I jokingly said, "So, does that mean all men are stinky men?"
And Xie Jinhui, do you know him? He's even more cunning and utterly wicked.
The True Beauty Fairies burst into laughter.
"That's different."
"Yes, it's different. Master is a male god."
“He is the master, and masters are different.”
...
Oh, some disciples are quite something, they're all speaking up for their master.
"Master!"
Yan Lu, who was at the farthest point, suddenly shouted out joyfully.
One after another, the fairies turned their heads and called out to their master outside.
My jade-like heart hadn't fully matured yet; it trembled and then turned its head.
Then I saw Xie Jinhui standing outside the moon gate in the courtyard, his eyes trembling as he gazed at me.
“Yuan’e,” he smiled and raised his hand, “come here, I have something to tell you.”
As soon as he spoke, my heart calmed down considerably, and I immediately took my leave of the Twelve Immortals of True Face.
I thought to myself: Even if they are master and disciple, Xie Jinhui, as a male god, would not easily step into the inner courtyard where the fairies live. He really knows his place.
Xie Jinhui led me to the pond beside the lecture pavilion with his ethereal, flowing steps.
He stopped, turned around, glanced at my forehead, and narrowed his eyes.
"If Yuan'e were born in the mortal world, she would truly be a femme fatale who brings calamity to humanity."
Alright, alright, let's skip this kind of sour flattery and praise.
I just ordered a flower ornament, why are you staring at me like that, are you trying to convict me?
"Hey," I stepped forward, my footsteps treading on the stone path amidst the shadows of flowers.
"Xie Jinhui, I've been in the mortal realm for a long time. It was you who drew it, and it didn't become a scourge."
I retorted defiantly.
Xie Jinhui reached out and gently touched my hair ornament. I shrank back slightly, but still stubbornly held my neck straight.
“This flower isn’t in the painting, so it’s harmless to humans.” He raised his voice, his eyes brimming with tenderness. “Now, the goddess Yuan’e has lit it, not just to bring me misfortune!”
I glared at him sideways, wondering if leaving him to sleep on the bed of "Ten Thousand Love Quotes" was a mistake, how could he just spout off like that again!
"Save your breath, Xie Jinhui. I just ruined your reputation in front of your disciple."
But it's no use, you're so highly regarded by them.
"Yes!" Xie Jinhui's eyes were hazy, as if he were looking at my whole face.
“My disciples, to me, their master, and to you, their master…”
He paused with a smile, his eyes glistening, "They all have great respect for each other."
Xie Jinhui's eyes are so beautiful today. In those beautiful eyes, I can see the floral decorations that I haven't seen yet.
Yan Yu drew me in the shape of a small lotus flower. If the little flower on my forehead were to jingle, it would surely startle Xie Jinhui, who was lost in thought.
But he moved on his own, his mouth curving into a smile, and said, "Yuan'e, I told you, the matter of Lady Jieyu giving you less immortal power is something I owe you."
So, are you satisfied with what I've done?
When did he say that? What should I be satisfied with?
Have I forgotten? My thoughts raced.
No, it seems so, I vaguely remember...
"What Xie Mazha said to me when we were trapped in a cage together in the mortal realm?"
I remembered and hurriedly asked him to confirm.
“Yes,” Xie Jinhui said. “If Yuan’e suffers injustice, she must be repaid with eternity.”
So, if there's anything I've done that makes you feel wronged, just let me know.
This divine lord will never break his word.
I chuckled coldly a few times, "Hehehe."
"Xie Jinhui, Lady Jieyu is quite happy now. She hasn't realized that she's been enslaved by you forever. If she hears what you're saying, she won't work properly for us."
I won't care whether you keep your word or not, but you have to keep quiet.
You mustn't say these things to your twelve disciples, and you certainly mustn't lead them astray.
I stood before him, looking up to offer guidance to this kind-hearted but also wicked deity.
Xie Jinhui repeatedly said, "Okay, okay."
But his eyes suddenly dimmed. "Yuan'e, for the foreseeable future, I will be taking on apprentices."
I may not be able to see you in the pot every day for a while.
I nodded to him to show my understanding and said with a smile, "Okay!"
Perhaps because I acted too carefree, Xie Jinhui couldn't maintain his nonchalant attitude.
He placed his hands on my shoulders, his grip tightening slightly, and looked at me for a moment.
"I'm sorry," he said.
Xie Jinhui squeezed a little too hard, so I twisted my body and pushed towards his chest, but I couldn't push him away.
I simply stopped struggling and pouted as I looked at him.
"Don't worry, once you're done with your work, this goddess won't forget about you or ignore you just because she has a few more days of freedom without you bothering her."
Don't worry, don't worry. Becoming your master is a sign of your growing potential. Once you've grown well, the Ancestral Lord won't beat or torment you anymore.
You, on the other hand, will have more freedom, and perhaps you'll be able to wander around the celestial realm all day long, just like me.
If that day ever comes, and you ask me to play, I won't refuse.
Xie Jinhui beamed and loosened his grip.
I gave him a gentle push, and he staggered back two steps, chuckling as he did so.
What did I say that made you so happy?
Just then, the opening bell of the True Beauty Fairy Palace rang, and the twelve fairies appeared in the blink of an eye, ten steps away from me.
They held books and writing brushes in their hands, their faces beaming with smiles.
Seeing Xie Jinhui and me smiling at each other face to face, they were all dumbfounded and stood there awkwardly, unable to move forward or backward, but they still called out "Master" over and over again.
Xie Jinhui's slumped posture instantly straightened up. He winked at me, and his back view could definitely be described as hypocritical.
He was dignified and dressed in celestial robes, and turned to his disciples.
He said, "Don't call her that, she's shy, she's your master's wife."
Huh? None of the Twelve Fairies uttered those two words, right?
You, Xie Jinhui, are getting more and more shameless and masterful at it.
Some of the twelve fairies stared wide-eyed and paled, while others leaned back in shock and gasped.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It was just that I was angry for a moment and used all the tools I usually use for carving, grinding, rubbing, chopping, hammering, and making mounds as magic implements.
They formed a circle around Xie Jinhui, with the sharp end facing him.
I'd like to nail him to the ground like a peacock, so he can spread his tail wherever he wants, just stay away from me.
However, he actually withdrew his immortal power and created the illusion that, "Oh, this deity didn't see it. Yuanhe, you successfully launched a sneak attack."
Hmph, I won't fall for that. Who would actually hurt you? I'm only doing this out of respect for the Twelve Fairies...
Unexpectedly, Xie Jinhui started giving a lesson on the spot, pulling his disciple and forcing me to comply.
He raised one hand, giving instructions.
"Come on, call out."
The twelve fairies of Zhenyan were exceptionally intelligent, and they all immediately bowed to me, saying in unison, "Master's wife."
Xie Jinhui, I've been too kind to you!
Ouch! I was so startled that I took a step back, and with a burst of magical power, I twisted my ankle.
Then, those short pieces, knives, hammers... suddenly went out of control and crashed down.
Some fell to the ground, and naturally some hit Xie Jinhui's head and body.
Xie Jinhui, you've caused trouble. Did you hurt yourself? You brought this on yourself. You'll have to suffer the consequences.
I don't care about you. If you take this opportunity to cling to me, you might try to extort me into staying in the True Beauty Fairy Palace to grind ink for him, pour water for him, and fan him.
There's not much to say. I conjured a cloud, jumped on it, and sped up.
No one should see me off, and it's best if no one pursues me.
You should all study hard; you're all birds of a feather.
A mischievous little follower with twelve drops of ink.
...
Above the clouds, my heart is like a raging storm crashing against the shore.
This jade-like heart is still so young; it cannot withstand such torment.
I really want to find a secluded place, free from any immortals, to cultivate my mind and character.
Sure enough, there is a secluded temple nearby where even the main deity has been missing for hundreds of thousands of years.
I looked down at the floating island, surrounded by towering mountains and mist, located in the very center of the next sliver of the sky.
On the floating island, there is a small mound that is even more ancient and noble than the Heavenly Emperor's Purple Palace in the entire Immortal Realm.
According to ancient records, inside the small mound was a sacred temple with its doors tightly shut, called the Temple of Eternity.
Its master was one of the first deities of heaven and earth to emerge naturally since the creation of the world.
This deity is said to be a female deity, whose most distinctive feature is that she is always disappearing.
The records say that this ancient god last appeared at least 400,000 years ago.
It's been too long; I've never bothered to verify it.
I haven't even visited the small mound of the ancient temple.
Many immortals say that although the ancient goddess is no longer here, her protection has always been there.
As long as the immortals have something that aligns with the desires of Heaven, they can stand on the ancient altar beside the small hill.
Before long, the coveted treasures, magical artifacts, scrolls, and various other items will appear one by one according to the wishes of the standing individuals and be given to them.
Of course, those who are insincere or violate morality will not be tolerated.
Some cultivators who made random requests were once directly teleported to the Heavenly Execution Platform and struck by more than a dozen bolts of lightning.
I haven't gone, not because I'm afraid to.
Instead, I was very happy, and I didn't even know what I wanted.
Now, I have a desire, and since I happen to be passing by, I want to give it a try.
Let's see if the ancient god will grant my wish.
So I lowered my cloud and flew toward the ancient altar.
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