The next morning, the goddess Feng Luan of Kunlun Mountain arrived in the capital.
The goddess was dressed in snow-white robes, her wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. Her eyebrows were like curved willows, and her skin was like solidified cream. Wherever she went, snowflakes drifted down.
In the system's words: "Wow, that's some serious class. No wonder she's the goddess of Kunlun Mountain."
The priest sensed her presence and immediately ended his seclusion to welcome her.
The two most powerful gods of the Protoss did not fight upon meeting, but instead entered the temple together.
Then, Chu Xinxin and Ling Ling were also called in.
Ling Ling stood beside the Kunlun Goddess, as obedient as a four or five-year-old girl. When she saw Chu Xinxin, her eyes revealed resentment, but she still obediently bowed to her.
He was clearly reprimanded by the goddess.
Chu Xinxin didn't want to pay any attention to her. She was preoccupied with figuring out how to break free from the bond with Meng Ji, and she didn't hear the priest calling her many times.
"My son!"
The priest waved his hand in front of her eyes before Chu Xinxin realized what was happening.
"What's wrong with Father?" Chu Xinxin immediately put on the act of a well-behaved daughter.
The priest patted her on the shoulder: "Are you too shocked?"
What's so shocking? Chu Xinxin looked at the priest, puzzled.
The priest pointed to the Kunlun Goddess and said to her, "Go and pay homage to your mother."
Chu Xinxin: Hmm?!
Not only Chu Xinxin, but Ling Ling was also very surprised: "What?!"
Chu Xinxin: "Didn't my mother turn to ashes?"
The Kunlun Goddess's gaze immediately fell on the priest.
If I had to describe it, it would be something like, "After breaking up with my ex, he went around telling everyone I was dead."
The priest quickly denied it: "When did I say such a thing?"
Chu Xinxin waved her hand to clarify for "her" elderly father: "You didn't say it, I heard it from outsiders."
The Goddess of Kunlun spoke: "Many years ago, I disagreed with the priest and traveled to Kunlun. Later, I verified the Great Dao and was granted the title 'Kunlun.' I heard that your spirit has been reborn, and I should descend the mountain to see you, but due to my status, I can only descend once every ten years..."
As she spoke, she beckoned to Chu Xinxin: "Come here, let me take a good look at you."
Chu Xinxin looked at the priest first, and only after the priest nodded did she go over.
The Kunlun Goddess was named Ling Miao. Ling Miao held Chu Xinxin's hand and said, "I didn't know you had been resurrected before I came. I didn't bring anything with me, so I'll give you a trace of Kunlun's original power as a gift."
"Mother!" Ling Ling looked at Ling Miao in disbelief. "I'm your daughter, and I didn't even have that!"
The power of Kunlun's origin can only be possessed by the next successor of Kunlun Mountain.
"Regardless of age or social status!"
Ling Miao flicked a beam of white light from her other hand, which struck Ling Ling's knees. Ling Ling fell to her knees, her eyes filled with even greater hatred for Chu Xinxin.
"The goddess is the most respected, and the elder sister is the most senior. Kneel for an hour before you get up."
Immediately afterwards, Ling Miao transferred that wisp of primordial power to Chu Xinxin.
Chu Xinxin immediately felt a surge of icy, pure power enter her body.
After circling along her meridians, as it approached the place where her divine soul flourished, a wisp of primordial power quietly separated to try and invade her divine soul.
Chu Xin wanted to pull her hand back, but found that she couldn't move it at all.
As expected, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Chu Xinxin held firm to her spiritual platform, and her soul trembled, causing that wisp of primordial power to be expelled from her body. Ling Miao was caught off guard, let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
She tried to pull Chu Xinxin's hand away, but Chu Xinxin held it tightly and wouldn't let her let go.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Chu Xinxin was shocked and quickly helped Ling Miao up: "I'll return the power of origin to you right away!"
"Need not......"
"It is a child's duty to share their mother's burdens; the mother uses her spiritual power..."
That wisp of primordial power was transmitted back by Chu Xinxin, mixed with a trace of chaotic power. It followed Ling Miao's lead, circled around once, and then invaded Ling Miao's soul...
Ling Miao tried to stop him, but the priest came to her side and grabbed her other hand: "What's wrong?"
The priest's divine power was domineering and formidable; once it entered the body, the threat was obviously even greater.
Although Ling Miao knew the priest wouldn't harm her, the priest's interruption allowed Chu Xinxin's chaotic power to attach itself to her soul.
"How did you get such a serious injury?"
The priest was speechless. Ling Miao's internal organs had suffered varying degrees of injury, and her spirit had weakened considerably.
"A while ago, that demon went crazy for some reason and sneaked up to Kunlun, stealing the jade marrow that had been nurtured by the cold spring for ten thousand years. I happened to run into him before he left, and we got into a fight."
Chu Xinxin's eyes flashed with the Demon Lord's pale, bloodless face, and her body stiffened.
Ling Miao took the opportunity to pull her hand away: "But he's not much better."
The priest said, "He can indeed freely enter and leave the territories of the three races."
"Not only that, he even..."
Ling Miao glanced at the two younger girls, Chu Xinxin and Ling Ling. The priest understood and waved for them to leave.
As soon as the two stepped outside, they saw Meng Ji standing guard to the side.
The moment Ling Ling saw him, she seemed to melt away like ice, becoming tender and gentle.
"Mengji, you've come to pick me up?"
Ling Ling held Meng Ji's hand and looked up at Chu Xinxin.
She adopts an attitude of "I've stolen your man."
Chu Xinxin remembered that just a few days ago, Ling Ling had been quite disdainful of Meng Ji...
"You cast a spell on her?"
Meng Ji remained expressionless: "What did the goddess say?"
Chu Xinxin stared at him intently.
“Goddess, you should take care of yourself first.” Meng Ji was not afraid at all. “You spend all your time with demons, Goddess, you must be careful.”
"Mengji, I won't let you look at her!" Ling Ling said in a girlish manner, covering Mengji's eyes.
Meng Ji pulled Ling Ling's hand: "Okay, let's go."
Chu Xinxin watched their retreating figures, chuckled, and turned back to the Goddess Palace.
Nan Guangyu sat by the window reading a book.
Chu Xinxin rushed over and hugged him, rubbing her cheek against his chest muscles.
"What's wrong?" Nan Guangyu was very pleased, but his face didn't show it, and he continued to hold the book.
Chu Xinxin's muffled voice came from her arms: "I have a friend who is very capable, but he is a bit too obsessed with love."
He got into a fight with a very powerful person for a girl he had only known for a short time. The fight was fierce and he almost died.
He didn't even know if the girl liked him!
What's there to be sad about?
“Send him to the border of the demon realm to dig for wild vegetables. He’ll be cured in three to five years.”
Nan Guangyu said this while suppressing his jealousy.
Chu Xinxin looked up, blinking her eyes: "What if he refuses to go?"
Nan Guangyu, with a cold face and the demeanor of a demon lord, said: "I'll help you tie him up."
"Really?"
"Um."
Chu Xinxin smiled, her eyes crinkling: "But he's my good friend, and I feel a little reluctant."
"How about this, you tell me how the Cold Spring Jadeite was obtained, and I won't send him to dig for wild vegetables."
Nan Guangyu: "What does my obtaining Cold Spring Jade Marrow have to do with him going to dig for wild vegetables?"
Chu Xinxin remained silent and began blinking her eyes repeatedly.
Nan Guangyu belatedly realized that the "love-struck" guy who needed to dig for wild vegetables was referring to himself.
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