Chapter 217 The true seal has not yet been broken...
Seeing the fairy in charge's pained expression, Asagiri poured her another cup of tea.
"Things will be fine after their wedding."
The fairy in charge gave a wry smile, "If only that were true."
Xuanwu and Shuyue's wedding had already been arranged, but now these two have made a mess of things.
"Why?" Asagiri asked, puzzled.
The weaving fairy finished making the wedding dress and sent it to the goddess to see, but the goddess was never satisfied and insisted on adding many unnecessary things.
Now, the Weaving Fairy has decided to quit. She's packing her things and looking for a quiet place to take refuge until after their wedding.
The fairy in charge shook her head wearily and sighed, "I don't know why the goddess's personality has changed so much. She used to dislike these tedious things the most."
Before the incident, the Goddess Shuyue was extremely kind and gentle, except for her inability to cultivate. Apart from being somewhat obsessed with Lord Xuanwu, she had no obvious flaws.
For some reason, the current Goddess Shuyue always seems to have some indescribable feelings.
Perhaps time really can change a person; five hundred years has also brought about great changes in the goddess.
The fairy in charge could only manage a weak smile before taking the wedding dress to be altered. The goddess said she wanted to add more pearls from the East Sea to the dress.
The Weaving Fairy ran away, so the matter fell to the head fairy.
Now, Xuanwu Divine Lord will grant any request made by the Goddess Shuyue. Anyone who dares to disobey will be forced to kowtow and apologize to the Goddess Shuyue. In the past few days, the temple has also punished quite a few celestial maidens, all for trivial matters.
Even the fairy in charge had to follow suit, and the wedding dress was modified again and again until the goddess Shuyue was satisfied.
Asagiri watched the head fairy leave, unsure of what to say or do for her. She thought that listening to her vent would at least make her feel better.
Upon returning to Lord Liujing's temple, they happened to see a celestial messenger delivering an invitation.
It's a post from the Western spiritual realm.
Upon seeing her approach, Lord Liujing handed her the invitation, saying, "It's a Buddhist ceremony at Mount Ling. If you wish to attend, then go and take a look."
Aren't you going?
Lord Liujing shook his head. "Many immortals will definitely attend the Buddhist Dharma Assembly, but I don't like crowds."
Unless absolutely necessary, Lord Liujing generally does not attend those banquets.
Asagiri took the invitation and couldn't help but sigh.
"What's wrong?"
Asagi sat down next to Liujing God and rested her head on his arm before telling him about her encounter with the fairy in charge of the Xuanwu Temple.
"Why is this happening? Before those two returned, even if there were some disputes in the God Realm, it wasn't this chaotic. Doesn't His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor care about them?"
Liujing God Lord reached out and put his hand on Chaowu's shoulder, looking up at the sky. "The Heavenly Emperor also has his difficulties. It is fate. Even if we are gods, we cannot change anything."
Noticing that Liujing Shenjun's hand on her shoulder tightened, Chaowu looked up at Liujing Shenjun. It seemed that she had hardly ever seen her smile since she first met the Shenjun.
Her expression was always sorrowful, and even her words seemed to carry a hidden meaning.
Asagiri lay on the god's lap, a sense of powerlessness welling up from the depths of her heart. She didn't know what she could do or what she should do to help them.
Suddenly, a sword's cry rang in her ears. Chao Wu looked up and saw a phoenix flower that she had planted earlier.
I don't know when the flowers bloomed, clusters of them, like a ball of fire.
The sound of swords clashing rang out again, and Asagiri felt her very soul tremble. A voice came from the void, its tone ethereal and otherworldly.
Do you want to help them?
"Who are you? Who are you?"
The other party did not speak. Asagiri opened her eyes and found herself in a state of chaos.
"Do you want to help them?" the voice asked again.
Asagiri felt that the voice was familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where.
She didn't know who the other person was or where they were; the voice seemed to be coming from all directions.
Do you want to help them?
"I want to, I want to, but what should I do?" Asagiri murmured, looking at her hands.
She didn't want the head fairy to look so haggard, nor did she want Lord Liujing to look so sad. She had so many things she wanted to do, but what should she do, and what could she do?
A beam of light fell down, blinding Chaowu. Once her eyes adjusted to the light, she realized she was standing in front of the Wujiu Sword.
She reached out and placed her hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Should we draw the sword?"
She reached out to pull out the sword and found that the blade seemed to have loosened considerably.
Asagiri gripped the hilt of the sword with her other hand, and with both hands exerting force at the same time, she felt the sword moving, and the sound of the sword ringing in her ears seemed to urge her to draw the sword as soon as possible.
With just a little effort, the sword could be pulled out. The instant the sword was pulled out, Asagiri felt that the sword in her hand seemed to become heavier and heavier, and it kept falling down until it finally fell back down.
Asagiri gripped the sword hilt with both hands, kneeling on the ground, panting.
A sigh echoed from the void, "Still not working?"
Sensing that the other person was about to leave, Asagiri said urgently, "I can do it, I can do it."
"I can do it!" Asagiri snapped back to reality.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Liujing Shenjun was holding a handkerchief in his hand, about to wipe the tears from Chaowu's forehead, when she suddenly sat up.
Asagi looked around; the Wujiu Sword was gone, and all that remained before her were the fiery red phoenix flowers in bloom.
She fell asleep with her head resting on Liujing Shenjun's lap.
Looking at her own hands, she couldn't distinguish between dream and reality. Was everything just now a dream?
Did she draw the Wujiu Sword in her dream?
This is not a dream.
As she watched the words floating in mid-air, Chaowu wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up to meet Liujing Shenjun's gaze.
"My Lord, did I not leave this place just now?" Asagiri asked tentatively.
Lord Liujing looked at her, then slowly shook his head.
Even the God-King didn't notice anything unusual. Just who is this person?
"My Lord, I suddenly remembered I have something to attend to, so I'll head back now." Asagiri got up and hurriedly ran back to her room.
"Xiang Bei, the Immortal, are you still there?"
【I am here. 】
Was I dreaming just now?
No, I saw you draw the Wujiu Sword.
Asagiri was stunned for a while before she came to her senses. "So, I wasn't dreaming just now?"
Yes, you weren't dreaming.
"Now that I think about it, it really doesn't seem like I was dreaming. That voice sounded very familiar to me; I felt like I'd heard it somewhere before."
Xiang Bei recognized who it was, which made her unable to tell Chao Wu. It seemed that she was just like Chao Wu, unable to speak when the other person was mentioned.
Such great ability made Xiang Bei even more curious about the other party's identity.
Combining everything that had happened before, Xiang Bei suddenly had a flash of inspiration and guessed the other person's identity. Before she could speak, the large screen in front of her went black.
"Commander, what's going on?"
The system trembled with fear. "Host, you can guess it, but please don't tell anyone! The other party is the supreme deity of this small world, an existence even more powerful than the Heavenly Dao. He can accept us helping the female lead grow, but he won't accept us spoiling the plot for her."
"Okay, okay, I know. I will absolutely not tell Asagiri a single word."
Just as Xiang Bei finished making her promise, the large screen instantly returned to normal.
Even if Xiang Bei weren't in a spirit state, she would still have to wipe away some sweat for herself.
The opponent's power was simply too great, so great that even the system could sense it. Xiang Bei had to admire this; even a god derived from a novel could possess his own consciousness.
Xiang Bei clasped her hands together and bowed devoutly in front of her.
Although the system didn't know why, it followed Xiang Bei's example and bowed down with its paws clasped together.
"Host, what were you doing just now?" the system couldn't help but ask after the prayer was finished.
Xiang Bei scratched her hair and laughed shyly, "It's the first time I've seen a real god, so I made a small wish, hahahahaha."
System: "..." You're sick!
Xiang Bei punched the system on the head, "System, are you cursing me in your heart?"
"Host, do you have the ability to read minds by making a wish?"
"No."
"I didn't insult you," the system immediately denied.
"You insulted me, you definitely insulted me!" Xiang Bei relentlessly attacked the system.
Asagiri also remembered where she had heard that voice before. It was the name of Zi Linglu from the Heavenly Book Pavilion. She went to the Heavenly Book Pavilion to find the bookmark where Zi Linglu was hiding, but the fairy boy guarding the Heavenly Book Pavilion told her that there was no Zi Linglu named Lu here at all.
"How could it not be there? It's the spirit that manages the cultivation of basic spells. It was personally given to me by Immortal Lord Chenyi. How could it not be there? Look carefully again."
The fairy boy searched several more times, still shaking his head at the morning mist. "Goddess, you must be mistaken. There really isn't this spirit bookmark. The bookshelf for basic spells is over there; it doesn't need a spirit to guide it. Goddess, are you mistaken?"
Asagi was led by the fairy boy to the bookshelf for basic spell training. It was a completely unfamiliar place, unlike any bookshelf she had ever seen before.
She felt like there was something wrong with her memory.
Don't doubt yourself; think back carefully, there must be some details you missed.
Asagiri calmed down. "That's right, I always return the bookmarks every time I come out."
Those spirit bookmarks were hanging on that wall. Chao Wu ran back and, under the astonished gaze of the fairy boy, found the place where he always returned the bookmarks.
There was a bookmark there, and Asagiri quickly picked it up, but instead of the character "禄" (lu, meaning prosperity), the character "绿" (lǜ, meaning green) was engraved on it.
"Goddess Morning Mist, this is Zi Linglu, not Zi Linglu. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Asagiri was certain that she hadn't misremembered; the "green" in front of her looked different from "prosperity."
She won't admit her mistake.
Where exactly did Zi Linglu go?
Who exactly is it?
Chaowu asked around, but none of the immortals in the Heavenly Book Pavilion knew of the name Linglu. It seemed that Lu had completely disappeared.
"Goddess Morning Mist, do you need any help?" the fairy boy asked.
"No need, thank you."
Asagiri returned the bookmark, sighed, and went back to the temple.
Xiang Bei rested her chin on her hand and sighed, "Why did it have to be like this? Couldn't we just say it directly?"
The system looked inscrutable. "This is called training. Only by meeting the requirements can one truly understand the principles. Clearly, Asagiri is not yet qualified."
Asagari returned to the temple, she happened to see Lord Ryukyou spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Divine Lord".
"I'm fine." Lord Liujing avoided Chaowu's hand that was about to help her up.
"But you look very unwell."
Liu Jing Shenjun's face looked much paler. He had been much better before, so why did he suddenly revert to his original state?
Or is it that it has always been like this, and the deity is just putting on a brave face in front of her?
"Is your health still not better?"
"It's just some old ailments, no need to worry. Go and see the Buddhist ceremony at Lingshan. The Udumbara flowers there are blooming beautifully and are a rare sight."
As if struck by a thought, Asagiri grabbed Liujing's hand. "Lord, do you know the character Linglu from the Heavenly Book Pavilion?"
"I know, didn't you mention it to me before?"
Have you ever seen it?
Lord Liujing slowly shook his head, then covered his mouth and coughed even more violently.
Asagiri suddenly remembered that every time Lord Ryukyo visited his son, Prince Sei-gi, he would cough very badly.
"Did you do something? Why do you look so weak?" Asagiri asked.
She could even sense that Liujing Shenjun's body would become extremely weak every time he returned.
"It's a forbidden technique. You want to use a forbidden technique to save Prince Qingyue, don't you? You want to trade your life for his?"
Lord Liujing closed his eyes briefly. "It's not what you think?"
"What happened? Why has your health deteriorated so much?"
"Don't ask anymore, it has nothing to do with you."
Looking at the deity Liujing with his back to her, Asagiri felt her eyes burning; she felt a deep sadness in her heart.
It happened again; she hated the feeling of being unable to do anything.
She didn't want anything to happen to Lord Liujing.
"Can I help you? If there's anything I can do to help, could you please tell me?"
Lord Liujing sighed, "It's really nothing, you can go back now, I won't die."
“Tell me, Aunt.”
Liujing God turned around, looking at Chaowu in disbelief, "What did you call me...?"
Asagiri looked at her, her expression becoming blank; she didn't know why she had blurted out that name.
Perhaps... perhaps it's because of those strange things in my dream.
Ever since my soul was restored, I have been having many strange dreams.
On the day Xuanwu returned, she was finally able to see the scenes in her dreams clearly, most of which were about the Goddess Shuyue and the God Xuanwu.
Asagiri thought that it was probably because her soul had once been carried by a monster that was transformed from Xuanwu's hair that she dreamed about those things.
But these past few days have been different. She has seen many, many things that Xuanwu was not involved in.
Asagiri kept her head down and didn't speak. When she looked at those images, she was no different from the people next to her, except that she felt very uncomfortable.
"You... do you remember?" Lord Liujing placed his trembling hand on Chaowu's shoulder, looking at her with anticipation.
Asagiri shook her head and looked up at Lord Ryukyou. "I just have a feeling... I should call you that, right? You saved me, didn't you?"
Liu Jing, the Divine Lord, reached out and embraced Chao Wu, whispering, "You were destined to face this calamity. I originally thought that sending you to Penglai Immortal Island might help you avoid it, but I never imagined that it was already preordained that you would return to the Divine Realm."
"Aunt, what's meant to happen will happen."
"No, it hasn't come yet. I'll take you to Penglai. Go there and come back when everything is over."
"I'm not leaving, and I can't leave anyway."
“You can leave. Your parents knew you would face this calamity and didn’t want you to get involved, so they sealed your abilities. Now leave here, live well, and live on with all our hopes.”
Asagami shed tears, looking at Lord Liujing, "I can't leave. I drew the Wujiu Sword, but it fell back down because it suddenly became heavy. But I did draw the Wujiu Sword."
"It really was you."
“Aunt, no matter what happens, we must face it together. I am not a child anymore. I am a goddess, and I will become a god in the future. I must learn to take responsibility.”
As Asagiri spoke, the sound of a sword ringing out rang in his ears again.
"What's wrong?" Lord Liujing asked, supporting her arm.
Asagiri clutched her chest and said, "The Sword of No Blame is calling to me, but unfortunately, my abilities are not enough to wield that sword."
Liujing looked at Chaowu and said, "Release your seal, and that should be enough."
Do you know how to break the seal?
"I don't know. Your parents didn't have time to say anything before they sacrificed themselves to face the calamity. All I can do is allow your body to gather spiritual energy, but the real seal has not yet been broken."
Asagiri grabbed Ryukyou's hand and smiled, "No matter what, I won't hide behind you this time. Let me protect everyone, okay?"
Liujing God looked at Chaowu and nodded.
Asagiri had no idea what the seal on her body was all about. She couldn't even sense its existence, let alone know how to break it.
Xiang Bei pressed down on the system, and the two of them looked at each other and said the same place in unison, "The God-Slaying Platform."
"Host, I understand, I understand everything. The place to break the seal is right below the God-Slaying Platform."
The original text describes how the female protagonist was pushed off the God-Slaying Platform to break the seal on her body. In other words, the way to break the seal on Asagiri lies beneath the God-Slaying Platform.
After the initial excitement, Xiang Bei collapsed onto her bed, saying, "It's no use. We still have no way to get the message out."
Anything involving important information cannot be revealed.
Xiang Bei hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time.
The last time we met was the last time.
She tried a few times, and the side prompts would just go black on the large screen in front of her, which was also a warning from the other party.
We can only let Asagiri figure out the reason herself; hopefully, she will discover it soon.
Xiang Bei could only give Asagi hints without involving crucial information, but it seemed that Asagi didn't understand her words.
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