Sheng Zhuoyu was very interested in the "tides," or more precisely, in his merits.
Even after countless lifetimes of Buddhist practice, he had not accumulated such a dazzling form of merit, as if the merit had become a spirit. When he opened his heavenly eye to look at it, he was almost blinded by the light—if he had this much merit, he would have become a saint on the spot long ago.
This is also one of the reasons why he was so furious with Xiao Xuan's behavior.
Out of a desire to protect him, he originally planned to invite the mermaid back to stay temporarily, but then he realized it wasn't appropriate, because Wen Shi was already living in the villa, and with Wen Shi there, that bastard Xiao Xuan could come back at any time.
He couldn't stay in the villa forever, nor could he carry the mermaid with him. And the other useless bastards in the department, apart from Wen Shi, couldn't keep the dog in check.
Sheng Zhuoyu believed in Wen Shi's character, but not his intellect.
After much deliberation, he finally sent the merit essence to the president of the Fairy Association.
The president is a mythical beast, Hou, who was once a beloved pet of an immortal. He is quite powerful, has an excessive love for fathers, and sits in the office all day long, making him a suitable person to entrust with responsibilities.
The Emperor Xiu then ended up in the hands of the Fairy Association.
He didn't object much and readily accepted the arrangement, then began to wait.
They weren't waiting for the special department to produce results, but rather for an opportunity to test Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan finally waited for Wen Shi to come to the human territory. During the day, he was a singer and held a concert tour. At night, he video chatted with Wen Shi, sang to him, and coaxed him to sleep. Then he stayed up all night, just staring at the other's sleeping face.
Several days passed, and he seemed to finally feel a little at ease. As dawn approached, he fell into a light sleep. Emperor Xiu was awakened by 001, who activated the pre-prepared array and entered Xiao Xuan's dreamland.
Xiao Xuan's dream was unstable. Even though it seemed like a beautiful dream, Di Xiu concealed his aura and followed it to find his consciousness avatar.
He was having a wonderful dream, a dream in which he and Wen Shi were getting married. This was the first time Di Xiu had ever seen two men get married, and it was a traditional Chinese wedding.
There were many people around, their faces blurred, but the only thing clear was their smiles as they applauded and blessed the newlyweds.
Both were dressed as grooms. Wen Shi's eyes were full of love, while Xiao Xuan remained calm despite being infatuated, struggling and sinking into joy and pain.
Time in dreams is different from that in the outside world. Di Xiu quietly watched Xiao Xuan weave the dream, occasionally stepping in to stabilize it, and then looking for an opportunity to interfere with the dream.
On their wedding night, Xiao Xuan removed his beloved's crown and let her hair down in front of the mirror. It was at this moment that Di Xiu subtly moved his fingers, quietly interfering with the dream.
Xiao Xuan's gaze fell on his lover's eternally youthful face, while his own reflection in the mirror aged rapidly, becoming old and frail in the blink of an eye.
His white hair turned black, the skin on his hands became loose and sagging, his teeth became loose, demonic energy permeated the air, and there was a stench unique to demons.
The dream was both orderly and disordered. This intervention reflected precisely Xiao Xuan's deepest fears, which he did not realize.
He knew it was a dream, but seeing this scene, he could no longer remain calm. When Wen Shi, who seemed like a puppet in the dream, leaned closer and put her arm around his waist, he fled in terror.
He pushed open the door and went out. When he turned around, the door and Wen Shi were gone. He stood in the darkness, rubbing his hands and face in fear. Clumps of his gray hair fell out and almost buried him in the blink of an eye.
Just then, a beautiful song drifted from somewhere, and a new scene appeared in the darkness: a vast ocean.
Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Xuan, who had regained his youth, suddenly stopped what he was doing and stared at the deep sea as if possessed. His face was a mixture of tears and smiles, as if he were insane, in pain, or jealous.
What a joyful song, how carefree!
It was the mermaid's song.
Mermaids...immortality...
"I'm not reconciled... I don't want just a fleeting moment... I want... forever... I want Ah Shi..."
Xiao Xuan embraced his lover, whom he dared not even imagine at this moment, his eyes tightly closed, tears of blood streaming down his face.
The surrounding scenery changed again, and it seemed to be a villa. Xiao Xuan sat on the sofa, gently stroking the sword with beautiful patterns in his arms, while two "people" knelt in front of him.
Xiao Xuan's voice was ethereal and hollow as he called out, "Mo Xin."
As soon as he finished speaking, one of them suddenly disappeared, and the remaining one replied, "Your subordinate is here."
"It's time to gather the demonic seed."
"Yes, Master."
"not enough……"
Xiao Xuan looked at the weak demonic seed with great dissatisfaction, reached out and slapped Mo Xin on the head, then sat down behind him and began to "circulate his energy".
The demonic seed slowly condensed, but Xiao Xuan stopped at the last moment, and the demonic seed continuously absorbed Mo Xin's demonic energy.
He watched coldly as the man weakened, remaining unmoved. He had already prepared a story, a story that would have a very high probability of convincing everyone to believe him.
Disguising a self-destruction was easy for a great demon. He took the demon seed and infiltrated the East Sea, using a talisman to bewitch the tortoise spirit.
This dream was so real and stable that even the scene that Xiao Xuan only caught a fleeting glance at was very clear.
The Dragon King is accompanying someone on a walk in the sea.
Following the song, Xiao Xuan found the mermaid's territory, hid the demon seed in a coral reef, and then captured the human while the Dragon King was touring the sea.
Di Xiu closed his eyes and intervened in the dream again. Wen Shi suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Xuan.
The moment the dream faded, Xiao Xuan's mind was in turmoil, and Di Xiu seized the opportunity to obtain what he wanted.
001 watched over Di Xiu's body and didn't go in. When she saw that Di Xiu was moving, she quickly asked, "How is he?"
Di Xiu pinched the bridge of his nose and said in a low voice, "You guessed right."
At the last moment, he stole some of Xiao Xuan's memories.
After reading it, 001 was horrified: "Damn it, has he really gone mad?"
I don't ask him to be merciful or to help an old lady cross the road, but the merfolk have offended him and are about to suffer the calamity of extermination.
He thought his crime was scheming and inducing the death of the last mermaid, but it turns out that the death of this "last" mermaid was caused by his own evil.
"Let's go and kill him," 001 suggested.
Di Xiu pondered for two seconds and nodded in agreement.
He found a pearl in his satchel, roughly refined it into a magical artifact, imported some of the memories he had acquired into it, and pondered that there was nothing else he needed to prepare. He then began to wait for the next opportunity that was sure to come soon—Xiao Xuan's return to Haicheng.
However, to their surprise, Xiao Xuan stopped contacting Wen Shi frequently. During his concert, the despair in his voice was almost suffocating, and a fan even attempted suicide on the spot.
Di Xiu wondered if his last move had provoked him too much.
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