The judge returned empty-handed and whispered a few words in Du Ziren's ear. Du Ziren frowned and said, "You should report to the Emperor."
"Yes." The judge responded and bowed to Fuxi, saying, "Reporting to the Emperor, Ye Zhen was the princess of the Wei Kingdom, which had already fallen in the Nine Provinces. She passed away twenty-three years ago on the day her kingdom fell. She did not commit any heinous acts in her life, so she should have been reincarnated long ago. However, the Book of Reincarnation only records her death, but there is no record of her reincarnation."
He didn't seem to have any doubts, and asked calmly, "If you haven't been reincarnated yet, then where should you be?"
"Souls whose obsessions are too deep to be reincarnated often linger by the River of Oblivion. I will go and investigate."
Another half hour passed, and the judge returned with a booklet, which read, "In the past twenty-three years, a total of five hundred and fourteen souls have not been reincarnated by the River of Oblivion, and Ye Zhen is not among them."
"No need for that long, just investigate carefully within seven years." He thought that the stolen fifteen years were no longer his destiny, and there must be no record of it in the Book of Life and Death. The woman he was looking for would only come here within seven years.
The judge examined the register again carefully, but still found "no such person found".
He picked up the booklet and flipped through it. The reasons for refusing to reincarnate and stubbornly waiting were varied: some died unjustly, some had unfulfilled wishes, and some had made a pact to be reborn together. However, there was no name he recognized.
His brows furrowed even more. Where had that mischievous girl gone? The world was so vast, where could he possibly find her?
Du Ziren coughed lightly, "In that case, the person Your Majesty is looking for is not in the Ghost Palace. Please forgive me for being powerless to help."
He nodded and was about to take his leave when Du Ziren added, "Your Majesty seems to have forgotten that there are many beings beyond the Three Realms who are not under the jurisdiction of the Ghost Palace. Those not in the Ghost Palace must be in the realms of demons and immortals."
Demon and immortal... He paused for a moment, then immediately ruled out the possibility of a demon. Or perhaps, it was an immortal? Is there such a person in heaven?
Stepping out of the Ghost Palace, he didn't rush to leave. He glanced at the Bridge of Helplessness not far away and strolled over. The red spider lilies were as fiery as fire, enchanting and eerie, adding a touch of color to the dark and sunless underworld. He walked and looked around, seemingly searching, but he didn't know what he was looking for.
A sweet and melodious voice entered my ears: "I'm asking you, have you seen Mu Yan recently?"
His steps suddenly stopped. He stared blankly at the figure not far away. It was only a few steps away, but it felt like there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them. He couldn't take a single step. He just stared intently at the figure in the green dress.
The little devil, who was caught and questioned, looked helpless. "So many people have passed by the Bridge of Helplessness. How am I supposed to know which one is Mu Yan?"
"Ah, the prettiest one, tall, fair-skinned, with eyes that crinkle when she smiles..." Her description was still so clumsy. Without turning around, he could imagine how she would speak, her eyes sparkling, her face flushed with a shy blush.
The little devil, still wearing a wry smile, failed to grasp the point: "Little fairy, I've never seen such a person before. Why don't you go ask somewhere else?"
"Wait, wait, I have a portrait here, take a look." Du Ziren, who had been accompanying him to look at the "scenery," followed his gaze and smiled, "That persistent little prince has come again today."
He glanced back, and Du Ziren explained, "This is Wenchang, the youngest daughter of the Goddess of the Nine Rivers. I suppose the Emperor wouldn't recognize her."
He recalled Jumang's report from yesterday, "Jumang did mention that the Huaxu clan intends to replace the assistant deity, but since I was not in the palace the other day, the handover has not yet taken place. Is she referring to her?"
"That must be it."
What is she doing here?
"It's nothing. His Highness went to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation. There must have been some kind of agreement. He came here to look for someone a few days ago when he had some free time." Fearing that Fuxi would blame him, he added, "The Goddess of the Nine Rivers has been disciplining him for a few days and hasn't been coming recently. Times have changed, and I'm sure His Highness will come to his senses in a few more days."
He nodded, his heart pounding, but his face remained indifferent. He casually replied, "He needs to be disciplined," and then bowed to the Ghost Emperor of Luofu in farewell.
The Goddess of the Nine Rivers, my daughter Wenchang...
He strolled over slowly, and seeing that she was still confused, asked a few more questions before finally saying, "Are you looking for someone?"
She turned around, looked him up and down, and must have noticed the auspicious clouds behind him. She bowed respectfully and said, "I don't know which immortal lord is before me. I apologize for my rudeness, Wenchang."
"Oh, I am Fuxi." He announced his name and was pleased to see her look surprised, her cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly rolled up the portrait and hid it behind her back. "Wenchang, Wenchang greets the Emperor."
Are you looking for someone?
"No, nothing." She took a step back and hid the scroll behind her in her sleeve.
"Who are you looking for?"
"No, it's nothing," she said, even more flustered. She knew that if the Emperor found out about this, she would be immediately labeled as having an unstable foundation in cultivation and shallow understanding of immortality. If she were punished by being locked up in the Qiankun Cave to cultivate diligently, she might not be able to come out for ten or eight years.
"Don't you need me to help you find it?"
"I dare not trouble Your Majesty..." She looked around awkwardly, hoping to come up with a reasonable excuse for her presence, but she couldn't think of one. He paced around her a few steps, then circled behind her, watching her hands repeatedly twisting her sash. Even though she had changed into a more delicate appearance than before, her temperament remained the same; her flustered demeanor was no different from before. He couldn't help but smile, continuing to tease her, "Your mother told me that you should succeed as the Goddess of the Nine Rivers. How are your preparations going?"
She suddenly raised her head, turned to face him, and said, "I was just about to inform Your Majesty that Wenchang cannot take over the position of Assistant God for the time being, because Wenchang still has things to finish. No matter what my mother's arrangements are, I will absolutely not come back until that matter is finished!" Perhaps feeling that she had spoken too forcefully, she quickly lowered her tone and pleaded with her head bowed, "Please, Your Majesty, put in a good word for me with my mother."
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