Transfiguration disaster scene
I jerked my arm and woke up.
The tables and chairs still retained the warmth of the night.
The disposable blanket slipped off her body and turned into silk, while the pages of the book on the stone table rustled.
The fragrance of lotus blossoms, the hillside pavilion, all are there.
I did have a dream.
Stretching lazily, still carrying the scent of dreams, I vividly recall the sweet colors of the Moxu Chenyuan.
The Xie Jinhui in my dream... he seems pretty fun?
I thought he was about to laugh when a sudden realization dawned on me, sending a chill down my spine.
In the dream, Xie Jinhui said he would keep his promise. He kept it so well. Does that mean that after the three days are up, he will pester you even more?
I recall his last words—that he would keep his promise…
!!
Waaaaah.
It's terrifying to think about, I'm scared!
Books, books, my books.
I grabbed the "Myriad Phenomena and Profound Observations" book, ready to risk my life to learn it.
We must transform into something extraordinary, hide ourselves, and avoid disaster.
But what if he finds out the book's name?
Qingting said that this is a unique copy, and the advantage of a unique copy is that it is unique.
I felt slightly relieved, noticing that the sun was already setting.
I quickly turned the page.
Damn it, wait for me a minute...
The master said that to master a skill, one needs a lot of pressure and enough sleep.
The pressure is enough, and the sleep is up to standard.
Ever since I signed a contract with the sun to slow down, my mind has been rapidly connecting like a sky full of stars, and the more I read, the clearer it became.
In less than two hours, I had grasped the basics of Transfiguration. Another hour passed, and I also got to the point of mastering the Concealment Technique.
"All things return to one, creation is within me, Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, I choose at will..."
"A gentle breeze stirs, a startled swan's feather falls, concealing form and essence, leaving behind only silence..."
...
As darkness fell, several magical lanterns drifted over, forming a string of lanterns illuminating the area inside and outside the pavilion.
I stood up, stretched, and tried to imitate the lotus flowers' head-shaking, the lotus stems' bending, and the lotus leaves'...
I yawned and wanted to lie down.
However, my mind was preoccupied with too much thought, and as soon as I looked away from the book, my heart started pounding.
I sat back down and continued to prop my cheeks up with my hands.
What's going on? Didn't I take a nap at noon? Why am I sleepy again?
Does dreaming drain your energy?
Lost in thought, gazing at the swaying lotus leaves on the water, I even wondered if someone from my dreams might appear on them.
I was terrified by this idea, and it also scared me to death.
At midnight, the spirit is summoned.
My mouth felt cold and hissing.
"Hey, you've actually done well tonight, unlike yesterday when you fell asleep after reading just two pages."
Seeing this fiery and hot-tempered fairy, Mu Zhu, startled me so much that I almost shrank into a coward when she suddenly appeared.
She froze for a moment as she unfolded the newly woven silver blanket, then teased me mysteriously.
"Yuan'e, is someone trying to steal you, or are you stealing someone?"
I gave her a sharp look, the kind that comes with magical power, but she dodged it, so the range wasn't large.
To avoid accidentally damaging the old lotus flowers and causing them to fail to produce lotus seeds, and then blaming me.
She dodged and called out.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands that've been handling all sorts of creepy and disgusting things."
What a creepy thing! My room is full of treasures. Who can she blame for looking for trouble?
"Pretentious, it's just divine power," I retorted.
She approached the pavilion.
"That won't work either."
I scoffed at her words and actions and patted the blanket she had just draped over me.
"You hate me so much, yet you care if I catch a cold?"
She scoffed even more fiercely.
“I already covered you up last night when you were here simmering stones, so it won’t make a difference if you do it today.”
What? I was here last night?
Didn't I just pick up the books from Shuiyiju today? I only took a nap at Qiusheting.
They pulled up my memories and helped me find evidence; it seems I did hear her cursing at me in my dream.
Suddenly, half of their remaining two days of wishful thinking vanished.
What should we do? It's already the evening of the second day.
I want to swear!
Curse Xie Jinhui!
You absolutely used some underhanded tricks to steal my first dream and my beautiful, free day.
My other voice was very fair; it said: Isn't the dream beautiful?
Frustrated and frustrated, I shook my head, trying to clear away all my thoughts, good and bad.
What's the use of complaining? This goddess will act swiftly, ruthlessly, and decisively; it won't be too late.
"I! Want! To! Read! Books!" I roared.
Before I knew it, I was engrossed in the book again.
Where am I still lacking?
I almost mastered it!
It lacks its own ideas, planning, and creativity!
Yes, keep it up.
Mu Zhu was clearly shocked by my lion's roar.
"Yuan'e, what book are you reading? You look like you're possessed. Stop it right now..."
I blocked Mu Zhu's hand from snatching the book, and heard a faint sound coming from a small ant that suddenly crawled onto the page.
"Yes, Yuanhe, what book is it? Let me lick it."
Mu Zhu, being sensible after all, roared in anger.
"The celestial books are not to be desecrated. Chen Yi, you'd better get down here right now, or I'll make a rope and drag you away."
Chen Yi slunk away like a little girl, tugging at Mu Zhu's sleeve.
"Please, no, no, it's too sticky, I can't move my legs."
Only now do I understand the benefits of a higher realm and greater immortal power.
Immortal power condenses...
I pushed them all out of the barrier I had created.
Mu Zhu was not giving up; even after being expelled, he still shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Yuanhe, at least tell us the title of the book so that we can send a message to your master who is temporarily out collecting scraps, and tell him to rest assured.”
The spider, now an immortal, is truly loyal; even its thread serves as its master's spy.
I was reading in the book: "Three approaches to follow, four modernizations to move towards each other..."
He casually blurted out a four-character idiom related to the human realm.
"The Three Obediences and Four Virtues".
I pursed my lips, sealed my mouth, and glanced at Mu Zhu and Chen Yi in horror.
A spider, leading an ant, laughed so hard it seemed to ascend to heaven.
You laughed so hard you almost choked, serves you right; you got blown away by the wind, serves you right too.
Why!
My slip of the tongue is the one that should disappear without a trace!
...
Fully exert your divine power, and clear your mind.
When the stars are awake, I am awake; when the stars are asleep, the morning glow cheers me on.
“Yuan’e, you should be full of vigor and ambition. Watch as I, with my purple aura from the east, guide you through the world and show you what change and concealment are.”
I pondered the glow of the sunset and the clouds for a long time, and besides seeing its ever-changing forms and getting a little inspiration...
All I saw was them drifting and then dispersing.
I suddenly realized that the fundamental concealment is actually nature.
At that moment, I thought my transformation and concealment technique was complete.
Based on the "Mysterious Transformation of All Things", I have created an extremely mysterious and complex transformation model for myself.
I am concealing my divine power, naturally merging it into the naturalness of what I am transforming into.
There are also various minor details that I've made adjustments to make unique to Yuanhe.
This is a secret; no details will be disclosed!
Closing the book, I realized that "The Myriad Manifestations of the Mysterious Observation" had completed its mission and was no longer suitable to keep by my side.
With Chen Yi around, it's too dangerous.
Don't let my sloppy handwriting fool you; when I'm truly learning something, I never skimp on understanding.
With a heroic spirit akin to a warrior cutting off his own arm, I returned the book to Shuiyige.
When Qingting saw me, she thought Qingning Pavilion had suffered a great calamity. I wore a compassionate and fearless expression.
I saw him clutch the book tightly.
“Goddess Yuan’e, tell me how much immortal power you need.”
"Focus on cultivating the path of ruthlessness."
Like a wise and experienced deity, I patted his shoulder earnestly.
On the way back, after the changes, finding a place to hide became the first problem.
Hiding in the immortal realm is like catching a turtle in a jar; don't spout nonsense like "the darkest place is under the lamp" or "the most dangerous place is the safest place."
I am listed in the Immortal Register. Whenever the Eight Directions Bell on the Summoning Platform is struck, all immortals of rank must immediately go to the Purple Extreme Palace.
Do you think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill? Does Xie Jinhui really not have the guts to be that daring?
It's hard to say.
I'm not speaking without evidence; Lord Muheng once told me this in secret.
“Little Yuanhe, although Little Xie Shenjun doesn’t look domineering, he definitely has the ability to be domineering.”
You'd better watch yourself, you rat…
Given the "do whatever you want" mentality within the "Moxu Chenyuan" (a fictional world), I must be wary.
Thinking of Lord Muheng still makes me quite angry. The three old men who kept promising to protect me all volunteered to go down to the mortal realm.
In this respect, their character is far inferior to Xie Jinhui's; at least Xie Jinhui keeps his promises.
Ugh, terrible commitment.
I heard that Lord Muheng went to kidnap the little fairy who had secretly descended to the mortal realm to be reincarnated for fun.
The Marriage Fairy was there to protect Emperor Zangli, who insisted on descending to the mortal realm to experience a love tribulation.
From the emperor to the little fairy boy, who doesn't act on their own whims?
But when I dragged Xie Jinhui to the Reincarnation Platform to be a mosquito, I still had to show him the document to cancel our relationship.
Everyone has their own path, but I have nowhere to go.
However, the idea of a lifelong romance is false, so I won't dwell on it.
But after all, it's me. If I had the wicked thought of becoming a mosquito, wouldn't the heavens punish me with a barrage of karma?
It's hard to say, hard to say.
I sighed and rejected the already usable 55-hole Butterfly Dream Bell again.
Having learned from the lesson of how Master refused Yuan'e entry last time, even if I hide inside, how could he not report it?
Celestial artifacts won't work; going to the underworld, ghost realm, or other places will only make it easier to expose my celestial aura.
Where am I going?
After much thought, the human realm, where one can easily blend into the crowd, seems the most suitable.
But I don't want to become human, nor do I want to have any interaction with them.
I'm looking for a place, a hidden gem that no one would expect, quiet, small, and where I can relax.
Thus, for the first time, I connected with the earthly threads of fate within my spiritual roots, threads that allow me to look down upon and listen to the human world.
Then, a myriad of human scenes rushed towards me.
I can't see the difference, nor do I understand their good and evil.
The cacophony of voices and the sound of ocean waves and streams, to my ears, were like ordinary waves, all booming and crashing.
So, what in this world is most relevant to me?
Let heaven and earth bestow upon me their first favor.
Just then, I heard the voices of a mother and daughter talking.
"Mother, the wheat has turned yellow this autumn, it will be a year of great harvest."
My daughter's voice is like a babbling brook.
"Great, great! We ordinary people are happiest when we have a full stomach."
Mother's life is like the vicissitudes of a torrent crashing against a rock.
They are all warm currents.
I smiled faintly: Wheat, wheat field?
Following the mother and daughter's voices, I saw their house, which they had repaired with thatch and mud.
And in the valley behind several rows of similar houses, there is a golden wheat field made up of many square grids.
At this time, the wheat was ripe, a sea of golden waves stretching as far as the eye could see.
I could smell the aroma of ripe wheat straw and the pure fragrance of plump white rice grains.
The furrows were filled with mud moistened by the recent rain, and leeches, earthworms, and caterpillars were frolicking about.
Finally, my gaze fell upon the green grasshoppers swarming about, stealing wheat.
They are not popular among humans, but they can fly, jump, and hide among the wheat.
The upright energy of the wheat is an excellent barrier for concealment.
I've made up my mind. I want to become a grasshopper, a perfect human grasshopper.
I descended to the mortal realm overnight and, in another field, used my earthworm body to create an underground passage connecting to my destination.
Just in case, they turned back and spent the night in the mud.
The next morning, when I finally landed on the wheat ear in my grasshopper shell, I was overjoyed.
Not a single bit of my divine power leaked out, thanks to my complete lock onto the grasshopper form.
I have almost completely recreated its habits, senses, and so on.
My green grasshopper is strong and powerful, look at its pair of long antennae.
Hey! My big, bouncy legs, little bean eyes, bulging belly, and agile, useful crawling feet...
Wow, that's perfect!
Yes, I also need to test the wings; that's crucial.
Boom! Boom! Flying through the wheat fields, oh, this freedom! Oh, the wind of humanity!
My friends didn't treat me like an outsider at all; they just hung out with me.
Yohoho~
Suddenly it occurred to me that it would be safer to stay hidden among the wheat ears.
I folded my wings back, secured them to the wheat stalks, and landed lightly.
Perfect landing!
It feels wonderful, nourishing my green blood and making it flow freely.
Suddenly, I saw a bright green grasshopper descend from the sky, leisurely and carefree.
It landed on the adjacent ear of wheat on the same stalk as me.
I only glanced at it in the wheat field, and before my heart could even cool, I was convinced.
I!
It’s over!
My appearance is so perfect, how could I not recognize you?
This one looks exactly like me, doesn't it?
Except that it's male and I'm female.
Besides, even with his blemishes, I could still recognize his teasing gaze.
I clung to this lifeline with my numb hands, trying to remain calm as I spoke in my mind.
"Xie Jinhui, what are you doing here?"
He stared silently in one direction, lost in thought.
I looked in that direction too.
Then, a smaller male grasshopper landed on a slightly larger female grasshopper.
The grasshopper was folding its wings, and then its legs clung affectionately to the girl below...
At that moment, I heard Xie Jinhui reply with his heart message.
He said, "Let's see how grasshoppers are killed."
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