The appearance of Jiang Fei caused quite a stir in the divine realm. Clouds and mist surged, divine energy roamed, and countless gods looked in her direction.
Jiang Fei paid no attention to the gazes of those gods. He patted the head of the great dragon beneath him and flew straight to the holy mountain.
Behind them, they seemed to hear a cry of surprise: "It was the youngest son of the Primordial Emperor who saved Goddess Yunyan!"
"The Protoss are saved!"
"Weren't the two destined for each other?"
"It wasn't stopped by that person from the Outer Heavens..."
Jiang Fei closed her ears, thinking that it would take Lian Jia some time to get rid of those people, but she wasn't worried at all that Lian Jia wouldn't return to the Holy Mountain.
The young monk has one good quality: he is honest.
Upon returning to the Holy Mountain, Jiang Fei instructed Da Long to deliver a message for her. She then prepared to return to the palace, but before she could even open the palace door, Rong Li suddenly appeared behind her: "You went to find Lian Jia?"
Jiang Fei stopped, turned around, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Young Prince, why didn't you leave?"
Rong Li's expression changed, but he did not answer her question. He only said, "You should have seen it all."
Jiang Fei hesitated for a moment: "What did you see?"
“Lianjia and my junior sister…” Rong Li paused for a moment, “They are a match made in heaven.”
Jiang Fei suddenly realized: "So the young prince is jealous because he loves his junior sister but can't have her..."
“Jiang Fei!” Rong Li suddenly raised his eyes, staring at her with wide eyes. After a while, his tone calmed down. “You insisted on severing the predestined marriage, and there will be a backlash. Today you should know that the way of heaven cannot be defied. Even if you sever their marriage line, they will still act according to the will of heaven in the dark. This is something you cannot change.”
Jiang Fei pondered Rong Li's words carefully, then clapped her hands: "You're right, Lian Jia and Yun Yan really do look like a perfect match, a golden couple." She then blinked, "However, speaking of which..."
Jiang Fei walked slowly to Rong Li's side, and gently lifted his chin with his index finger: "Little Crown Prince, are you trying to comfort me?"
Rong Li was shocked: "Nonsense, how could I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Fei suddenly burst into laughter, her body trembling with joy. Her charming eyes and brows were like crabapple blossoms glistening with morning dew, captivating and mesmerizing.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Fei finally stopped laughing, lightly tapped his cheek, and said, half-jokingly, "So what exactly do you mean?"
Rong Li opened his mouth, but after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a few scattered words: "You...don't...look for...him anymore."
There were sounds of magic and surging air behind him.
Rong Li paused, and Jiang Fei slowly raised his eyes to look at him, then slightly raised his eyebrows.
Lian Jia was standing not far away, her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and aloof, her half-tied high ponytail was being shaken by the mountain wind or divine power, and her gaze was on Jiang Fei's hand that was lightly touching Rong Li's cheek.
It was just like the time she first teased Rong Li.
Coincidentally, she was teasing Rong Li again this time.
Rong Li had obviously thought of that time as well, and his face darkened a bit, but he did not avoid her hand. He simply turned slightly to the side and stood beside her.
Jiang Fei gave Rong Li a strange look, then withdrew his hand and looked at Lian Jia, lazily saying, "Back already?"
Lian Jia remained silent for a long time, glanced quickly at Rong Li, and then finally hummed in agreement.
Jiang Fei smiled and said, "Then come in." She turned to walk towards Gong Yu, but then, as if remembering something, she looked at Rong Li and said, "Little Crown Prince..."
Rong Li didn't even look at her, his expression dark as he transformed into golden light and disappeared from the spot.
As dusk fell.
The sacred mountain was adorned with a pale blue and purple glow.
Jiang Fei walked into the palace, leaned lazily against the jade couch, and looked at Lian Jia who followed her in.
He stood by the stone table, his gaze somewhat dazed.
Jiang Fei patted his side: "Come here."
Lian Jia finally looked at her, and after a long while, walked to the jade bed.
"Sit down," Jiang Fei said again.
Lianjia sat down as instructed.
Jiang Fei chuckled softly, rolled over and rested her head on his knees, then frowned: "So hard." Her voice was soft and seductive.
Lianjia was still looking at her, but his legs had already transformed into a gently swaying dragon tail, which she rested on.
Jiang Fei felt comfortable, as if the decades of separation in between had never existed. He rested his head on the dragon's tail and asked, "Little monk, why are you so dazed?"
Lian Jia looked down at her for a long while before saying, "These years, Rong Li..."
"Um?"
Lian Jia paused, met her gaze, and pursed her lips slightly: "It's nothing."
Jiang Fei didn't mind, and reached out to stroke his eyebrows, nose, and lips: "Little monk, you're getting more and more handsome."
Lian Jia's body was tense, but the tips of her ears turned red. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a strand of her hair fall onto the back of his hand, and he unconsciously reached out and gently stroked and played with that strand of hair.
There was a hint of ambiguity within the palace.
I don't know how long it's been.
"Has the revenge been taken?" Jiang Fei's voice suddenly rang out.
"……Um."
Jiang Fei feigned surprise: "Little monk, won't you be the new Heavenly Emperor from now on?"
Lianjia paused in stroking her hair, and remained silent.
Jiang Fei chuckled softly and sighed, "That little girl... her name is Yun Yan, right? She was destined to be the Empress... Alas, what a pity."
That strand of hair slipped from Lianjia's hand.
Lian Jia looked down at her, her eyes blank and slightly panicked: "Jiang Fei..."
"Does the lightning tribulation hurt?" Jiang Fei asked with a smile, her hand that had been stroking his cheek moving down to his chest. She loosened his clothes and indeed saw several bloodstains.
Lianjia's Adam's apple bobbed: "I don't know why either..."
Jiang Fei didn't listen to what he said anymore, but closed her eyes and sighed, "A perfect couple, a match made in heaven... Ah, how wonderful."
As she spoke, she turned slightly to the side and said, "Take good rest. You'll need to help me tomorrow."
Jiang Fei slept very well that night.
...
It has to be said that Da Long is really efficient in his work.
The next day, Jiang Fei looked with satisfaction at the mixed aura surging outside the sacred mountain, where gods, immortals, demons, humans, and ghosts from all six realms were present.
Jiang Fei used magic to conjure a stone chair, sat on the seat of honor, and had Lian Jia sit beside her. She finally revealed the purpose of her actions: "Help me choose someone I can be close to."
Lian Jia was puzzled, but before he could ask, a golden light flashed, and Rong Li walked up to Jiang Fei with a gloomy expression, pointing to the outside of the sacred mountain and saying, "What do you mean by this?"
Jiang Fei said innocently, "Yesterday you said they were destined by heaven and told me not to look for him anymore. Little Crown Prince, isn't it good to have your wish fulfilled?"
"Fine?" Rong Li laughed angrily. "Jiang Fei, I told you not to look for him, not that you should..."
His voice stopped abruptly. Then, Rong Li seemed to be frightened by himself, took two or three steps back, and then... was angered by her again and left.
Jiang Fei shrugged and turned to meet Lian Jia's pale expression and knowing yet confused gaze.
"What does this mean?" he asked hoarsely.
Jiang Fei smiled and said, "Little monk, I like you very much."
Lian Jia's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her eyes.
Jiang Fei continued, "So, today you will sit here and compare yourself to me. Help me find a close confidante who resembles you. If I get along well with her, I will let you return to the God Realm and rekindle your old romance with Goddess Yunyan."
Lian Jia suddenly looked up at her, his pupils dilating in shock.
Jiang Fei, however, had already waved his sleeve, and the sky was filled with colorful clouds.
The crowd that had been waiting outside the sacred mountain entered one after another.
Jiang Fei looked at those people calmly. She had said that she was a treasure trove from head to toe.
Not to mention anything else, even the protective divine light surrounding her can help cultivators achieve enlightenment and ascend to immortality very quickly.
One by one, beauties from the six realms passed by her like a fleeting glimpse of a flower, while Jiang Fei rested one hand on her forehead, lazily leaning against the stone and gazing sideways.
The dragon carried Lian Jia's portrait to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion to spread the news that those who came today all bore some resemblance to Lian Jia.
Jiang Fei glanced occasionally at the beauty in front of him, and occasionally at Lian Jia, whose body was stiff beside him: "His appearance is too harsh."
"She is a beauty, but her eyes are too filthy."
"Too bulky."
"Too thin."
"Too much..."
Watching the beauties leave one by one, some with anger, some with resentment, some with shame, and some with sorrow, Jiang Fei couldn't help but sigh: "Why is there not a single one who catches my eye?"
As she spoke, she turned to look at Lianjia.
He is cool and beautiful, but his slightly red lips and moist eyes add a touch of allure. If he lowers his eyes and purses his lips, he has a hint of aloofness. Yet when he looks directly at others, he exudes a sacred purity that makes people reluctant to defile him.
Even now, with his face pale as he looks at her, he still evokes such pity in me.
Lian Jia spoke up: "Jiang Fei, don't..."
"Greetings, Goddess." Lian Jia's words were interrupted by a male voice in front of her, which was as gentle as flowing water, smooth and elegant, with a hint of seduction at the end.
Jiang Fei looked in the direction of the sound, and then her eyes lit up. She put down the hand that had been lazily supporting her forehead, and sat up with a slight bow.
"My name is Rong Fei," the man said again, nodding slightly with utmost politeness. His white robes, like clouds and mist, swayed slightly.
An alluring, subtle fragrance wafted over.
Jiang Fei unconsciously took a deep breath of the fragrance. Although she tried her best to conceal it, she could still instantly smell that it was the alluring fragrance of the fox clan, but it was also mixed with a hint of the mortal world.
She looked at the man not far in front of her.
He actually only resembled Lian Jia by about five or six points, with his eyebrows and eyes being more alluring and captivating. However, his face was as radiant as a peach blossom, and his cheeks were as intoxicating as wine. With just a slight lift of his eyes, he exuded charm and elegance.
One, a stunningly beautiful fox spirit.
Jiang Fei slowly stood up, and Lian Jia beside him almost immediately stood up: "Jiang Fei!" His voice was unusually stern.
Jiang Fei paused slightly, glanced at him sideways, then walked up to Rong Fei again: "My name and the beauty's name... are deeply connected."
Rong Fei lowered her eyes: "It is my honor."
Jiang Fei smiled and said, "Would you like to stay and have a drink with me, young master?"
"I would be delighted."
So, on this day, Rong Fei moved into the ancient sacred mountain.
Before Rong Fei, Jiang Fei had never known that a man could make her feel so comfortable!
After all, a mere monk and a mere prince are either heartless and ungrateful, or arrogant and irritable, and even want to kill her.
Compared to them, Rong Fei is clearly a seductive vixen.
When Jiang Fei leaned lazily against the table and drank her wine, Rong Fei would sit beside her considerately and gently refill her glass.
When she slept at night, Rong Fei would carefully lie beside her and keep watch over her.
When she sat on the ancient tree enjoying the night rain, Rong Fei would gently drape his outer robe over her shoulders.
When she went out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, he would prepare her favorite wine in her wine flask.
When she raises her hand to stroke his eyebrows and eyes, he will lower his eyes shyly, showing tenderness and affection.
Jiang Fei would ask him, "With your abilities, why would you stay on the Holy Mountain?"
Rong Fei never lied. He simply smiled at her and said, "For the goddess's protective divine light."
Jiang Fei would always pinch his cheek with a smile, and say, half-jokingly, "So sad."
If there was one time Rong Fei lost her composure, it was when Jiang Fei suddenly woke up one night while using a jade pillow, feeling very uncomfortable. Rong Fei noticed almost immediately and got up to sit beside her: "Goddess?"
Jiang Fei leaned against his knees and said, "Rong Fei, let me use the fox tail as a pillow."
Rong Fei was momentarily taken aback, as if he hadn't expected her to see through his true form at a glance, but he quickly recovered and obediently revealed his fiery red and soft fox tail, letting her gently rest it on his head.
After that night, Jiang Fei fell in love with the soft fox tail. Although it didn't have the beauty and skin-nourishing effects of a dragon tail, it was extremely warm and pleasant.
However, the next day, when Lian Jia saw Jiang Feizhen drinking and making merry while leaning against Rong Fei's fox tail, he seemed to be provoked and strode forward, grabbing her wrist in a disrespectful manner and walking outside.
Jiang Fei frowned, momentarily forgetting to break free.
Fortunately, Rong Fei's soft and aggrieved "Goddess" from behind brought her back to her senses.
Jiang Fei couldn't bear to see the beauty wronged, so he stood still and looked at Lian Jia, asking, "Little monk, is something the matter?"
After Rong Fei stayed on the Holy Mountain, she told Lian Jia that he could leave temporarily, and if he was still happy and at ease after some time, she would let him continue his relationship with someone else.
Jiang Fei didn't consider herself a magnanimous person. She used her own blood to change Lian Jia's physique, helped him search for a master in the Six Realms to teach him magic, and kept him by her side every day to cultivate with the help of the protective divine light. If it were anyone else, she would have sought revenge long ago after the incident where he protected another woman!
Lianjia stood frozen for a long time, unable to utter a single word.
Jiang Fei lost his patience: "Little monk, you have some complaints in your heart about me cutting off your marriage line, don't you?"
Lian Jia moved her lips, but couldn't bring herself to deny it.
At that time, he was indeed under her control.
Jiang Fei continued, "You willingly shielded Goddess Yunyan from the tribulation, didn't you?"
Lian Jia suddenly looked up, but fell silent when she met her gaze.
Jiang Fei smiled faintly: "So, little monk, why don't you take this opportunity to cultivate your relationship with Goddess Yunyan?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Fei stepped forward and took her hand, speaking softly, "Goddess, the wine that was just warmed up is getting cold again."
Jiang Fei followed Rong Fei's lead and walked in that direction. But for some reason, Rong Fei's strength was much greater than usual, and she gripped Jiang Fei's hand tightly.
She even revealed her fox tail, gently spreading it on her knees and patting it: "Goddess, let me feed you wine."
As he spoke, he tried to pull her to rest her head on his lap.
Jiang Fei smiled and glanced at Rong Fei.
Rong Fei paused, holding her hand.
Jiang Fei chuckled, "Little fox." With that, she turned to lie back down on her pillow.
“Jiang Fei…” Lian Jia’s voice was very soft from the side.
"My hair has grown long."
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