Your Majesty the Water Mosquito, take me home
In mid-air, the light of the Seven Desires shattered, a thousand feet long like a candle, igniting the pupils of the immortals.
He actually self-destructed, and the seven orbs of light scattered into drops of cold rain. Before they even touched me, they caused a chilling, agonizing pain to surge within my sea of consciousness and soul lock.
The Seven Desires forbid me from being moved by them? Did he destroy himself in such a tragic way for my sake?
I don't understand, yet it's as if I understand something.
My body was floating, and I hesitated whether to continue flying towards Suo Ling with my own strength.
The celestial power that had been binding me, which had been used to elevate me, had been severed by the rapidly erupting light of the water droplets from the Seven Desires.
Emperor Su Ling lowered his eyes and shook his head sadly. He was gathering the shattered body of the Seven Desires, afraid that not a single drop would fall from his palm.
I tensed up and quickly scanned the area. I couldn't let the seven desires perish in this way.
If he disappears, what will happen to those spiritual creatures that haven't had time to be replaced with celestial beasts?
Wouldn't all living beings connected to this perish in an instant?
One cannot die in this way because of the seven desires.
How will he die?
Emperor Sumi said he would end the sins of the seven desires...
His eyes, which once burned with fire, are now as calm as autumn waters.
But my heart was filled with waves of fear and doubt.
Su Mio has a way to eliminate the seven desires. Does that way include me?
Seven Desires mentioned that the Emperor wanted to exterminate them all. There were two things that the Holy Emperor of Heaven gave up: one was Seven Desires, who had caused this heinous crime, and the other was the root of love that he had abandoned at Qingmang Mountain.
My heart trembled, yet my immortal body grew increasingly limp.
The master's unfinished question, "Could it be that Yuan'e is Emperor Su Ling's...?"
Okay, I'll continue. I am Su Lingdijun's—Love Root.
I was the first external thing that the Holy Emperor discarded, an obstacle preventing him from becoming the Heavenly Emperor.
Hehe, I am different from Qiyu. I have no hatred. On Qingmang Mountain, I transformed into an unmoving stubborn rock with my free body.
From then on, I was oblivious and unaware, and the Holy Emperor was heartless and loveless.
This is the truth I deduced based on my master's reactions to the Seven Desires and my own overly coincidental origins...
My heart is so tight; the tighter it is, the weaker my body feels.
I think I don't have much courage left to go near Suo Ling. I feel a chill down my spine, partly from fear and partly from the sudden heartbreak.
Was Su Ling's plan to exterminate everyone also intended to leave a place for burial?
The "deeply rooted love" between Xie Jinhui and me wasn't some touching romance at all; it was simply because I was Su Ling's love root!
Su Ling regarded Xie Jinhui as a beautiful accident.
I think that he, who has not yet severed his emotional ties, still has emotional roots, a sense of love and mission.
So, he wanted to marry me the moment he saw me.
Are you going to marry me?
His mission is to subdue the seven desires and take my life.
However, judging from the current situation, when Su Ling was still Xie Jinhui, he should have been confused about his past and identity.
until……
Yes, I remember now.
Su Ling said that the Holy Emperor Shengsheng opened the Sea of Time with a wisp of divine consciousness, which was the instant when everything was covered in red light.
In that instant, the Emperor transformed from Xie Jinhui into Su Ling.
is that so?
The time I spent with Xie Jinhui, and Emperor Su Ling.
Don't you have even a trace of your past memories?
Is my affection for him real or fake? Does he love me or his own feelings for me? Do I love him because I am his feelings for him?
No, no, no, don't!
I am Yuanhe, and despite the deep affection that has taken root in my heart, I have fallen in love with him myself...
Emperor Su Ling remembers me; he knows my name.
When his eyes blazed with fury just now, what was the purpose of his call to me?
I was in a state of chaos, as chaotic as a speck of dust that was out of reach, my body floating in the air, suddenly falling.
Su Ling had no time to care about me; in his hands, the seven desires were like bubbles, and my mind was distracted and they burst.
Faced with the inevitable death of countless lives and my own descent from grace due to being tormented by love, he could only choose the former.
Before the wind even touches her body, her waist has already fallen into someone's arms.
Through my tear-filled eyes, I glanced at it and gave a bitter smile.
"Thank you, Qingting," I said weakly.
Qingting helped me down from his cloud, stroking the magical artifact in his hand as if he were temporarily surveying the sky for me. He shook his head at me and said, "Yuan'e, the word 'love' is unpredictable. Do not despair."
I shook my head, pushed away his arm that was supporting me, and looked up.
"I will not despair, and I will never forget."
Su Ling's gaze, intimidating, lingered between me and Qing Ting.
That fleeting moment of anger was probably the killer's gaze.
As if I had done something wrong, I distanced myself from Qingting.
Immediately, Suo Ling's brows relaxed, and then I wanted to slap my own pathetic self.
As someone who has fallen in love with my master, have I long since lost my own opinions?
He dragged me to death, he dragged me to love, he dragged me to destroy the world, and I had no room to resist.
No, I won't. I, Yuan'e, only ask for what is willingly given.
I stood tall and glared back at Su Mio.
Han Qi Nuo Yan dimmed noticeably, and Su Ling's expression became dazed. For a moment, he looked as resentful as if I had kicked him.
My heart was pounding.
Because the Seven Desires Water Sphere suddenly stirred up waves from within, and a pulsating, water-colored heart pulse emerged.
It hopped and hopped, and I started to panic. I had a feeling that the thing was about to self-destruct again.
I couldn't help but reach out and shout sharply.
"Seven desires, no more!"
Su Mio's expression hardened, and her gaze fell on the water sphere.
The heartbeat of the Seven Desires was extremely intense. I gradually realized that it was not a self-destruction, but a fierce battle.
Could it be that a split has occurred within the Seven Desires, and the seven of them are fighting amongst themselves?
Since the Seven Desires just expressed their intention to "protect" me, if I try to sense them, they shouldn't refuse, right?
Looking at the Seven Desires, the goddess's enlightenment gave me a different feeling.
Banish all delusions, calmly observe the changes in all things, do not let emotional attachments disturb your mind, remove the fleeting clouds, and I will go to see Suo Ling again.
He is God.
He never forgot his mission and promise, and continued to protect the lives of many creatures in his hands.
I held my breath and tried to enter the world of the seven desires.
The boundless dampness there prevented even a single step of divine sense from advancing.
My consciousness was suspended ten thousand feet in the sky, and beneath my feet was a pitch-black abyss split open by the Non-Empty Mountain. The ball of light was like a candle flame being swept up by the wind, forming a serpentine line of fire that flickered along the abyss.
Looking down at the edge of the battlefield of the seven desires, one can vaguely see and hear that the two sides engaged in fierce combat are none other than the seven desires and themselves.
The seven desires in the water sphere are not seven, but fourteen.
One of the water spheres was covered in spiritual lines, while the other was radiant and translucent, having broken free from the control and yearning for the spiritual lines.
Some of the free orbs of light seemed to be persuading, some were dragging, some were colliding, and some were merging with each other again and again...
The goal is clear: to get the stubborn party to relinquish their connection to the spiritual beings of the world.
The side that refused to let go seemed to be saying, "We can't let go; that's our escape route. We can make a comeback."
"If we release them, we'll all die."
The free side was not discouraged and sighed, "The Holy Emperor is gone, our sins should end now."
My gaze disturbed the surface of the water sphere, and all fourteen blurry points of light turned to look at me.
Are they smiling at me?
Do water balloons have expressions?
I saw the seven orbs of light covered with spiritual lines burst into laughter. I don't know if they had discussed it beforehand, but suddenly these fourteen orbs of light released all their power and shot out bright light, colliding with each other.
The water sphere suddenly exploded, and my consciousness dodged the splashing water droplets, retreating back into my sea of consciousness.
At that moment, seven free orbs of light lined up and flew toward Su Lingxian's body, as if sacrificing themselves, as if returning home.
Su Ling did not refuse. His immortal body seemed to be an infinite void, instantly merging with the seven who had come to him.
Looking again at the seven water droplets carrying countless spiritual threads, they burst forth once more into a river of water as misty, dewy, and lightning-fast.
A wisp of mist climbed onto a spiritual thread, which resembled a chain of stars. Ripples spread around Su Ling, filled with provocation and disdain.
Their wispy, muffled sound was dull and tedious.
"Su Ling, do you dare to touch these spiritual threads?"
You wouldn't dare! That's why you used that method to end things with us!
Now, even if you're ruthless and decisive, what good is it?
I am now...
Haha, these are the spirit threads, and the spirit threads are me.
I am one with them, I am one with the people you care about. How can you kill me? Do you want to slaughter all living beings?
Hahaha, so what if you opened the Time Sea? You still can't do anything to me!
"Suomi, Suomi, you can never destroy me!"
My throat tightened, and the seven desires disappeared into the spiritual thread, then scattered throughout the world.
Like sunlight, moonlight, and starlight, it blends into the vast laws of the world, making it difficult to discern.
Scattered into countless threads, he can no longer regroup. In terms of power, he will become extremely weak and will no longer be able to have any impact on the immortal realm.
However, his resentment, confusion, arrogance, and fratricidal thoughts will, like a virus, infiltrate the world through spiritual threads.
Over the years, it has poisoned the minds and spirits of all beings, turning the world into a sea of seven desires, a boundless sea of suffering.
I looked at Suo with a worried expression.
Despite being in this situation, he did not feel distressed or bitterly curse the seven desires for their viciousness and cunning.
Like a child leaving Hongmeng Academy, Su Ling let out a long sigh of relief, her stern expression vanishing.
With a relaxed smile, he stretched out his immortal body right at the foot of Fei Kong Mountain, before the assembled immortals, and said lazily and indifferently, "Very good, very good. I'll go with the flow. Please do as you please."
I was speechless, and the immortals were in awe.
The old-fashioned were heartbroken, while the enlightened were thoughtful.
He shook his palm, sending the bubbling water vapor down to the lower realm.
I thought to myself: Emperor Su Ling, you, you, you are even more sloppy than me!
The solemn and composed image of the Holy Emperor Shengsheng has deeply impressed people. Emperor Su Ling said that he was the Holy Emperor Shengsheng in his past life.
This seems rather unbelievable.
As expected, once the mist dissipated and the wind calmed down, the flower rain began to fall again without anyone noticing, only to be stopped by a group of old immortals.
Thunder Division led the way, with the two large hammers at the front clanging together, followed by rows of smaller hammers that joined in with a noisy clatter, like cicadas chirping in autumn.
They interrogated the Emperor Su Ling, whose mind had wandered off to his distant home in the heavens.
My feelings are complicated, like a beloved sweet watermelon that I've been eating for a short time suddenly turning into a crystal melon, which is inevitably frustrating and makes me feel bad.
Listening to the back-and-forth questions above my head, I silently gazed at the crystal melon of Emperor Su Ling.
The old immortal asked him how the Holy Emperor of Heaven opened the Sea of Time and Space, how he sought help from him, and how he arrived.
Why did he not reveal his identity upon arrival, but instead disguise himself as Xie Jinhui, the son of Moxu Chenyuan Ancestral Lord?
Emperor Su Ling answered directly: he didn't know how to open the Sea of Time.
He said it must have been a special blessing that Emperor Shengsheng received during his 320,000-year reign as Heavenly Emperor.
On the day that Fei Kong Mountain collapsed, the Holy Emperor Shengsheng was attacked by the Seven Desires into his consciousness and body.
He used his divine sense to enter the Sea of Time and return to the past.
Emperor Su Ling followed Emperor Sheng Sheng and, guided by the latter, returned to the future, intending to land at a point before the Seven Desires had been fulfilled.
However, the divine consciousness of the Holy Emperor was extremely unstable, and he suddenly disappeared along the way.
Without a guide, Emperor Sumiyo could not maintain this river of time controlled by his future self.
His consciousness perished in time, but his memories and previous immortal techniques did not fall with him; they remained in the long river of time.
Emperor Su Ling became a wisp of mist without origin or thought, with nowhere to rely on in the void.
Some immortals have mentioned that tens of thousands of years ago, the Holy Emperor Shengsheng entered the Moxu Dust Abyss to deal with an unknown fluctuation that was disturbing the Ancestral Lord.
Since then, a tiny speck of dust was born from nothing in the Moxu Dust Abyss, which later became Xie Jinhui.
The immortals suddenly realized that Su Lingdi's wandering consciousness was connected with Xiao Weichen, and their trust in Su Lingdi deepened.
Su Mio nodded in agreement.
In his memory, Moxu Chenyuan felt like a familiar place, where there was a deity he wanted to teach a lesson.
So, based on this vague impression, he drifted in.
However, he stated that the unusual activity in Moxu Chenyuan at that time was not solely due to the Time-Space Sea.
At the same moment, the Holy Emperor summoned the Seven Desires from beyond the Boundless Heaven, preparing to seal them into the Netherworld.
Su Ling said that if it weren't for the Holy Emperor Sheng Sheng in the Moxu Dust Abyss, who gave him a physical body to support his divine consciousness with a sigh, he would have been in a different situation.
He would then have no connection with this point in time, and thus would be unable to use the power of the Ancestral Lord to gather dust and become the later Xie Jinhui.
He said that today, when he fought with the Seven Desires, the Sea of Time he had traveled through, as well as the divine consciousness of the Holy Emperor who had disappeared years ago, suddenly reappeared.
Even though the Holy Emperor's divine consciousness was already severely damaged, he still protected him and returned his memories and immortal power to him in their entirety.
This was the whole story of Emperor Su Ling. The immortals listened in silence for a long time, none of them daring to express their belief or disbelief.
For a moment, the fourteen strings were gloomy, eerie, and obscure.
During the stalemate, they suddenly heard the soft sound of raindrops falling from below Feikong Mountain.
I could tell that it was the bittersweet music playing on the leaves of Moxu Chenyuan.
"Su Mio?"
This sound, emanating from the abyss of the immortals and from the empty heart of a father, immediately echoed and reverberated in the ears of all the immortals.
I knew immediately whose voice it was, so I grabbed my ally and shouted urgently.
"Ancestor!"
The immortals who had communicated with the Ancestor, my master, the God Muheng, the Matchmaker Immortal…
They all bowed in greeting.
Emperor Su Ling was still left hanging in the sky when he made a long-unheard gesture to Mo Xu Chen Yuan.
He smiled and said, "Long time no see!" With a smirk, he continued in a flippant tone, "It's not that it's been a long time, but rather, you've grown old, while I'm still young."
"Suomi!"
Zu Jun's voice was clearly anxious. He asked, puzzled and unwilling, "My son..."
Emperor Su Ling rubbed his forehead and smiled with relief.
"Xiao, you've already taken full advantage of me, so shut up!"
"Alas!" Zu Jun sighed in regret, then cursed loudly.
"Su Ling, you water mosquito, I should have killed you long ago!"
My eyes widened in disbelief. Good heavens, what a sight! Zu Jun lost his temper and started swearing!
Suddenly, all the immortals turned their gazes to Emperor Su Ling, their robes fluttering as they gracefully bowed.
Suddenly, flowers rained down from the sky again, and celestial music filled the air once more.
A deafening voice pierced my mind.
"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"
All the immortals bowed their heads, their robes fluttering in the wind.
I felt as if I were floating in the sky, staring into Suo Ling's eyes, only realizing what was happening afterward, stumbling and staggering.
"Paying homage to Heaven, the Heavenly Emperor."
Before I could return the greeting, Su Ling had already moved to my side, put his arm around my waist, and whispered softly.
"Yuan'e, go home, let's talk alone."
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