All spirits are the cocoon, and all living beings are the ferryman.
The future Heavenly Emperor is exercising his power, for example, by being ruthless.
My telekinesis slowly approached the grasshopper son. Seeing its weak and harmless sleeping appearance, I softened and stood in front of Xie Jinhui's telekinesis.
"Shh, be quiet in a bit, don't disturb it."
Xie Jinhui said calmly, "Yuanhe will be a gentle and good mother."
But now, the only way we can… is to get close to it, take it, and use it…
I wisely avoided the situation.
“I know,” I said.
The grasshopper son was very well-behaved; even within the flow of magical energy that allowed it to recall its memories, it seemed to respond affectionately to our approach.
It neither woke up nor moved.
The spiritual core within its body is like its heart, yet also like a coffin ready to devour it at any moment.
It was an ignorant child full of vitality, yet whose life hung by a thread from birth.
The water monster took a liking to the spiritual energy I possessed when I transformed into a grasshopper.
For this reason, the monster captured me and Xie the grasshopper, and created innocent little grasshoppers.
I have never considered it my biological child. Even its mother's body is nothing more than a toy that I conjured up at will.
But at that very moment, Xie Jinhui and I pierced it with our immortal power like silver needles, guiding our mental energy into its body.
I could feel it trembling in pain, and I could also vaguely see its six legs happily scratching in its dream.
It leaped suddenly to its parents' side, and together they flew into the wheat field, into the blue sky, and into a cloud that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The clouds transformed into their smiling faces.
She secretly warned herself: Goddess Yuan'e, don't be too sentimental.
I should closely follow the resolute and courageous Lord Xie, who remains calm and focused even when it comes to the fate of heaven and earth, and who even pierced through his own son's body.
Xie Jinhui's mental power traveled unimpeded ahead, just as he had expected. The grasshopper son allowed us to approach because we were its parents.
The reason why the monsters' spiritual lines are not designed to defend against us is also due to this.
Through our son's body, flying through its tiny tentacle-like channels, we finally entered the spiritual line that still contained the primordial divine power of the celestial realm.
Here, one can cast spells, investigate, or even conjure up a real body.
Whether it's the immortal realm or monsters, they will only regard it as a normal change.
My mental powers merged with Xie Jinhui's once again, and he said he would introduce information from other lines into this line.
Xie Jinhui believed that the monster's magic power must have spread from a single point to a wider area, eventually reaching all parts of the world.
All the monsters' powers are connected, and then they can be used in various ways.
As he suspected, he had disguised the celestial dust as the spiritual power of his son, the grasshopper.
Just as these monstrous spiritual energies wrapped around the other spiritual threads, I felt my eyes explode like two seeds.
Before my eyes, a network of intertwined roots and lush foliage rapidly spread out.
The monster's magical energy lines, in hidden places both inside and outside the realms of heaven and earth, emerge from a hazy mist, like the earth's own energy.
They influence each other, intertwining and affecting the climate, landforms, and the health of living beings.
They can even change the seasons at will and arbitrarily rewrite the fates and lives of mortals.
The monster's power, orderly and distributed everywhere, pressed down on all living beings like a chaotic cloud of doubt.
I wondered why none of the immortals in the celestial realm could see it, except for the source of this chaos.
A chill ran down my spine. How could that water-shaped monster possess the ability to bewitch all living beings?
Xie Jinhui also sighed.
"The claws and fangs of this creature have long been hidden for thousands of miles."
Unfortunately, what I saw was still the scene before he succeeded.
Now, the connection between the Holy Emperor and the world has been completely replaced by him.
But I don't know exactly how many there are, or where they are.
I sensed Xie Jinhui's momentary dejection and dejection.
They wanted to obtain the map of the world from the Hall of World Divisions and learn all the secrets that the Heavenly Emperor kept hidden.
Unless, one becomes the Heavenly Emperor.
Although Xie Jinhui is the future Heavenly Emperor, how could the fake Holy Emperor Sheng, who is standing in the middle of the road, expose his actions?
I finally admit that the Holy Emperor has been replaced, but I still don't believe he has disappeared from the world.
He might be sleeping soundly in the heart of that immortal body, like a grasshopper's son.
They might be locked up somewhere, but sooner or later there will be a sound of breaking out...
I'm willing to imagine countless possibilities for the Holy Emperor Sheng Sheng to still be alive.
But seeing with my own eyes the peaceful slumber of the spirits that once guarded the divine beasts, now sleeping in various parts of the world...
This scene, as still as withered wheat stalks, sent chills down my spine.
These straws existed and operated quietly, but then one day suddenly came.
It reveals its true nature as a mere facade, crumbling at the slightest touch.
The sleeping spirits are all in their juvenile stage, including human infants, demons and monsters, baby wild elephants, butterfly eggs...
There were also two drops of dew crystals on the grass, pollen, fruit, insects, birds, and stone eggs that somehow ended up...
Xie Jinhui pondered for a moment and then came to a conclusion.
"The monster is intelligent; he knows that the Heavenly Emperor binds all living beings by operating the power of creation invisibly."
He then did the opposite, using the most spiritual offspring of tangible beings as spiritual vessels to occupy and replace every bound place.
Thus, they created their own paths.
He truly deceived everyone and ascended to the supreme throne of the celestial realm.
The Holy Emperor sacrificed himself to protect all living beings and bear the pain of disease.
And what did this monster do? He used the common people as pawns to turn the tables on the Heavenly Emperor.
I sensed a hint of admiration in Xie Jinhui's tone, which made me feel uneasy.
"Xie Jinhui, the monster said that the Holy Emperor Shengsheng harmed his own flesh and blood, regardless of the reason."
He disregarded the plight of the common people, slaughtering and destroying countless lives to achieve his goal.
Why do I get the feeling that you're admiring him?
Xie Jinhui chuckled. This time, he didn't rush to coax me, but instead focused on drawing a "Myriad Spirits Gathering Talisman".
Regarding the process of writing the talisman, Xie Jinhui explained, "Why would I admire him? I'm clearly thanking him."
"Thank him?" I asked, puzzled.
With the incantation mostly written, divine power radiated from the runes, sending out countless strands of light like silk ribbons.
“Yuanhe, he handled the monster matter very well…”
"Good?" I knew Xie Jinhui must have his reasons, but I couldn't help interrupting him, saying rashly, "He has done all sorts of evil things, and you still say he did good things?"
Xie Jinhui was still drawing out thin strands of immortal energy and spiritual light from the runes. The light rays intertwined, like all the sunlight pouring into a dark, secluded well.
Bright and dazzling, yet each line has its own trajectory, intricate yet not chaotic.
“Yuan’e, things are neither good nor evil in themselves; it is only the recipient who can speak of them,” he said with a smile.
This statement was meant to enlighten me, reminding me that for us immortals, the last thing we should have is a debate about good and evil.
The monster said that the Holy Emperor of Heaven harmed his own flesh and blood, while I said that the monster harmed living beings. I don't know if the former is true or false, but I have seen the latter with my own eyes.
But taking any segment of history from the vast expanse of time and judging it as good or evil is not something that gods with the same long lifespan should do.
The right to judge good and evil belongs to all beings who suffer or are blessed.
They are the true subjects who face both bleakness and abundance. Our duty as immortals is to observe the changes and safeguard the eternal existence of heaven and earth.
Sometimes, even the order of heaven and earth changes in time because each world is different.
Some of the actions of deities are for the purpose of saving the world, but in the eyes of the sentient beings, they are no different from those of evil demon kings.
It's like when the fish in a certain body of water are no longer suitable for consumption, so endless waves rise on the surface of the water.
How could the fishermen, who make their living by fishing, know what would happen if they ate the fish from here?
A hundred years from now, their descendants will become bloodthirsty villains who wreak havoc on the countryside.
In those years when fish were scarce and boats were capsized by storms, a divine being appeared who led them out to sea, protected them from the storms, and allowed them to continue fishing. Was this divine being good or evil?
I told Xie Jinhui that I understood the reasoning behind it, but the monster's actions had reached the point where we had to act on behalf of Heaven and eliminate this scourge.
“Yes, it should be eradicated.” Xie Jinhui replied to me, “Yuanhe, don’t forget, your husband here doesn’t even know how big that monster’s territory is or where its throat is.”
How can I eliminate him and take him down with me?
Ha ha ha ha. "
He spoke so casually that I knew he had come up with a solution. His calling himself my husband was just a way to awaken my impetuous and irritable heart.
I get easily agitated and lose my composure, but when Xie Jinhui pampers me, I calm down and my mind starts working again.
"Xie Jinhui, what are you trying to achieve by drawing this 'All Spirits Gathering Talisman'..."
I paused for a moment, then gathered my thoughts.
"Since things are neither good nor evil, the monster did a good job."
"Xie Jinhui, are you going to go against his ways again and use this talisman to bind his hands and feet?"
I heard two soft kissing sounds coming from my mind.
"My wife is truly intelligent, quick-witted, and charming."
That's a very nice thing to hear, but I still scoffed at it.
"Xie Jinhui, this method is good, but don't forget that you are able to bind these spiritual energy lines with talismans because we are in the memory stream of the grasshopper son."
If it weren't in memories, but in this very moment, could you still…
My doubts gradually subsided. Xie Jinhui had not overlooked this situation; he had anticipated it and even made a bold attempt.
It wasn't until I succeeded that the image of my sleeping son grasshopper was revealed to me.
In my line of sight, there are two grasshopper sons, one a memory of the past, the other a scene of the present, both sleeping at the bottom of the abyss.
Xie Jinhui's talisman light, like silk, quietly bound together more than two hundred spiritual threads from reality and memories.
He didn't pull them taut, letting the lines hang loosely and subtly in the air.
"Don't worry, Yuan'e," he said. "Our son has accepted us, both in his memories and in reality."
Therefore, the spirit core it guards is now under our control and dominion.
Yuan'e, think about it. If that fake Holy Emperor Sheng acts recklessly, we should pull the talisman threads as hard as we can.
He'll suffer far more agony than if his flesh were torn from his bones or his soul were annihilated.
Xie Jinhui's mind has never changed; when he's wicked, it's indescribable.
I know this method is good, but it has two fatal flaws.
Firstly, pain in only the right shoulder has very little impact.
Secondly, even if he is a fake Heavenly Emperor, he is still genuinely bound to the living beings in this area.
If the false Heavenly Emperor were to pull the wicked hand away, he would only feel a slight pain, but the sentient beings involved would lose their lives.
"Of course, I won't use this trick unless absolutely necessary," Xie Jinhui said in a low voice.
“Yuan’e, actually I really want this monster to taste all the pain he inflicted on Emperor Shengsheng.”
Xie Jinhui was also angry.
The extent to which the Holy Emperor doted on him was known throughout the entire Immortal Realm.
He was able to remain calm and proceed step by step, finding the means to subdue the monster amidst a myriad of clues. I admired him so much that I wanted to worship him.
I expressed my desire to pay my respects to him, but he said, "Yuan'e can only pay her respects to me once, when we get married in the future, the time when we bow to each other."
Xie Jinhui split the "All Spirits Gathering Talisman" in two and handed it to my mental power.
“What does this mean?” I asked.
I was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that Xie Jinhui had already solved the problem that I thought was just a shoulder pain and not enough to cause serious injury.
Behind the two grasshopper sons in their line of sight, the images of various other sleeping spirits began to appear.
Before long, it seemed as if the two grasshoppers in the past and present had formed the foundation for two large trees that were full of spiritual fruits and were laden with fruit.
The spirit fruits breathed softly and slept deeply, and the spiritual threads of all the spirit cores were exposed before Xie Jinhui and me.
“Yuan’e,” he paused for a moment, his voice like falling snow, “come on, help me tie them together. Don’t let a single one go.”
"..."
"Be gentle. Don't tie her up too tightly, and don't wake her up..." He paused for a moment.
He continued, "They have never lived a single day for themselves."
I know who he was talking about not waking up—those spirit children who, from birth, neither know who their parents are nor have ever lived for themselves.
I took the talisman thread, still completely baffled.
"Xie Jinhui, how did you do that? It's one thing for your sons to be so helpless, but how come you let them tie you up like that?"
Xie Jinhui and I used our silk threads one by one, gently and carefully, to bind the glowing, swaying spirit threads, which belonged to the monster's magic, with stretchable knots.
The knots were left loose, neither binding any rope tightly nor leaving any strands untied.
I hope that the day will never come when I need to pull a thread to defeat the enemy.
But if that day ever comes, even if my actions bring calamity to countless lives, I will still remind myself of this.
I am the goddess Yuan'e. Destruction and redemption are two sides of the same coin, maintaining the order of heaven and earth.
However, I left a trace of my divine power in each knot, hoping that on the day the knot was broken, the divine power could transform into a ferry carrying all living beings away from calamity.
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