Chapter 43 Martial Arts Ceremony - Interlude: "You'd better try to please me..."
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He Yuan blinked and looked at Lan, whose mask was still on.
“I don’t know you, and I’m not your lover,” he said. “Even if I were, I have no memory of it.”
Looking into the young man's unfamiliar eyes, Lan felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart, which should not have existed.
He Yuan couldn't see his face, but she could feel his sadness.
The events of that other choice were still vivid in her mind, making it difficult for He Yuan to speak of them—
You've mistaken me for someone else.
Five thousand five hundred years, even if you were to leave the game running, that would be a very long time. Yet Lan had stayed with him all this time, letting him devour her power and share her authority.
So he really has a powerful background? Or... has he been talking too much nonsense lately, and the game system has filled in the gaps for him?
He Yuan wasn't sure yet, but he knew that he felt absolutely no attraction to Lan at the moment.
It began when He took Him away in full view of everyone.
Lan hugged him tighter, her fingers tracing the spine inch by inch, until they reached the back of his neck.
There was an unfamiliar atmosphere in that place.
The moment His hand touched it, He was startled by the information contained within.
In an instant, a flood of information, untouched by delusion, rushed into His mind.
So that's how it is...
Lan loosened his grip slightly, lowered his head, and even the thick mask couldn't hide his regret at that moment.
He didn't listen to the whole message from Ahab, but rushed to Lov, eager to see his long-lost lover.
Five thousand five hundred years is but a fleeting moment for many star gods, and for Kripal it is only a matter of a dozen hammer blows, yet it has caused Him a long period of torment.
"Feel sorry."
The Star God bowed his head once again.
Crane was frightened by the deep sorrow emanating from Him and shrank back a little, but still remained in Lan's hands.
His body was so large that even the palms of his hands, when joined together, were large enough for a crane to lie down and roll around.
“I accept your apology,” He Yuan said. “Next time, don’t take me away without a word. I hate that kind of behavior.”
"next time……?"
Lan's tone rose slightly, as if she had heard something delightful.
"Can we...meet again?" He cautiously inquired.
He Yuan nodded, "Of course. But there's a condition, so listen carefully."
Lan didn't want him to hate her, even if she wanted to take He Yuan away right now and just have him stay by her side.
He nodded and said yes.
Crane and Kite's decision was made after careful consideration.
He's no match for the Star God right now; at best, it'll end in mutual destruction—it's all on his own.
Therefore, he needs to keep the star god in front of him in check and allow himself to grow stronger.
He Yuan disliked being forced to make choices or having others make choices for him. As luck would have it, Lan Quan did it all.
Even though His appearance beneath the mask was enough to make people set aside some of their prejudices, He Yuan still didn't like Him very much.
It seems that Lan is willing to listen if he speaks politely.
He was very afraid that the crane and the kite disliked him.
"I don't know you now, so we should keep our distance until I figure out the situation before I think about our relationship."
Lan was about to say something when He Yuan immediately added, "No matter what I choose, you cannot use force to coerce me into choosing to side with you. That is my freedom."
"Also, hurry up and shrink a bit, it's tiring to talk to you while looking up at you."
The recent save file had given him a clear understanding of Lan's personality. Making these requests wouldn't offend Him; on the contrary, He would be pleased.
He seemed to have grown accustomed to being ordered around by the crane and the kite.
This is a very good advantage.
Lan immediately shrunk herself into human form, and then conjured a soft cloud for He Yuan to sit on.
"Let me make this clear in advance: even if I regain my memories, the chances of us rekindling our relationship are slim."
Lan protested deflatedly, "But we're still lovers who haven't broken up yet."
He Yuan immediately said, "Then we're breaking up now."
He looked at Lan and said firmly, "I definitely didn't promise you anything, did I?"
If he made that promise, Lan couldn't possibly keep it a secret.
The five thousand five hundred years that was just saved was not mentioned at all.
This proves that "he" was most likely just playing around.
It sounds like... Lan is a bit pitiful, but since He is so attached to her, "he" must have treated Lan quite well.
Otherwise, only masochism can explain it.
Lan, like a child who had done something wrong, stammered, "No."
He Yuan stood up and patted Him on the shoulder. "Look on the bright side. You've talked to me, which is more than many people have done."
He's only talking about Yingxing right now; Lan is basically cutting in line.
Lan: "..."
Speechless, but it seems to be true.
“Then I’ll take you back,” He said, sounding rather disappointed.
The current Star God of Hunting is no longer the indifferent figure it once was, who seemed to be easily manipulated and molded.
It's heartbreaking to see.
Unfortunately, he encountered a heartless person.
He Yuan took His hand, "Aren't you going to give me any compensation before you send me back?"
"I've heard that Lan is a generous star god, so I suppose she won't be stingy with me."
Let's add some attributes!
Lan looked at the young man's cunning, fox-like face and felt a moment of disorientation.
It was like that when we first met...
He solemnly grasped the crane's hand, shrank a longbow, and placed it in the youth's palm.
"This is me..."
This is the finest material He found in the world, a weapon He crafted for His lover.
The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't quite bring myself to say them.
"Made especially for me?" He Yuan examined the small weapon in her palm curiously. "Then how do I make it bigger?"
"Do whatever you like."
The small weapon emitted a soft glow and continued to expand in He Yuan's vision until it was half a person's height.
He tried to draw the bow, and an arrow automatically appeared on the bowstring.
“My power is also in this bow. Just draw it back and it will shoot.” Lan tried to adjust his posture and found that He Yuan’s movements were perfectly standard.
He vaguely remembered that his archery skills were also taught by Crane Kite.
Crane Kite set its sights on a gathering place of prosperous people on the map.
That place is a great distance away, and only the light arrows of the Emperor's Bow can reach it.
I'll give it a try.
With a "whoosh," the arrow, like a shooting star, disappeared into the dark universe, heading straight for the camp of the Buli people.
It struck the father's tent with great purpose, directly.
Centered on this point, the power spread outwards until the entire camp was completely destroyed.
When General Yaoqing Yueyu, who led the fleet in the charge, arrived at this place, all he saw was ashes.
She recognized the ashes very well; they were the embers of the Emperor's Bow and Fate-Bearing Arrow.
But... why did the attack on Bu Liren this time hit so precisely? It was as if a protective shield had been drawn in, and nothing outside the tent was damaged.
Because the map displays the range of each strike's power, He Yuan was able to control it precisely.
He heard a clanging sound in his ears, announcing the spoils of war.
This was one of the reasons why I was willing to go on a hunt with Lan last time.
Attributes increase quickly, and loot is plentiful.
After reaching a tie with Lan, He Yuan saved her game, planning to play again later and use the pseudo-star god identity to farm some beautiful NPCs.
One shouldn't put all their eggs in one basket, even if that basket is excellent.
Crane Kite contentedly shrank his bow and put away the arrows.
"I accept your apology. Please take me home."
Lan Mo suddenly wrapped her arms around him from behind without saying a word, her eyes fixed on the six-phase ice mark on the back of his neck.
Fuli, He remembered.
Lan had tried to erase the mark, but that would inevitably alert He Yuan.
He wanted to confess to Crane and Kite that everything in the mark was telling him—
Not now.
Fate is not yet fully woven; any mistake will cause the circle to break.
Everything they have done will be in vain.
Lan simply said, "Remember it quickly."
The pleading tone should not have come from the mouth of a star god.
Crane and Kite are not heartless.
He had never seen a girl who was aloof and unapproachable in public but loyal and devoted in private. Although he disliked Lan, he also had his likings for her.
In the previous imprisonment, Lan also swiftly shared everything with him, completely ignoring his little tricks and letting him do whatever he wanted.
Based on that alone, it doesn't really count as imprisonment.
After moving to the back, He Yuan completely suppressed and trained Lan.
He is the Star God of Hunting, Lan, and also He Yuan's most loyal, generous, and cooperative lover.
He Yuan restrained the other's body more than once, and he controlled the rhythm of everything. When he said not to move, Lan would really hold back and not move.
Faced with such an obedient object, He Yuan would occasionally reward her, letting Lan play some strange and wonderful games.
For example, having your wing roots pinched...
For example, carrying a centaur with a divine body while running...
But Lan has a strong sense of service. Even when she is in charge of Xing Ai, she will take care of every little thing about He Yuan.
The Star God has embellished his divine body to a certain extent, giving him multiple hands, and small mouth-like openings growing from his palms that bring pleasure to Crane and Kite.
Based on this alone, Arashi's performance was actually quite good.
Crane patted His hand reassuringly, "I'll give you a satisfactory answer when I remember."
"But it won't be forever."
He can be a lover or partner for one, two, or even ten or decades, but he can never be a true "forever".
Yingxing's lifespan is always sixty or seventy years, Danfeng's is always several dozen or a hundred years, and Jingyuan's lifespan is no more than the former two.
We should be understanding of players who are prone to getting bored and repeatedly experience similar storylines.
He Yuan spoke with righteous indignation.
Lan clung to him like an abandoned puppy, refusing to let go.
"Can you have a little more? Just a little more than others?"
He Yuan pondered for a moment, then turned around in His arms, "That depends on your performance."
"You'd better try your best to please me, Lan."
He no longer called Him the distant Star God of Hunting, but the more intimate Storm.
His heartache seemed to be soothed and he felt much better.
He Yuan tapped His forehead. "Also, next time you're not allowed to swagger in like that, and you're not allowed to rudely interrupt my date."
Lan was furious, but she could only obediently agree.
He took the crane's hand and, without disturbing anyone, escorted the young man back to the Luofu Immortal Ship.
As soon as it landed, He Yuan opened the Jade Oath and sent a message to Ying Xing.
[He Yuan: I'm at the Never-Sleeping Hou Milk Tea Shop in the central hub of Xingcha Sea. Remember to pick me up.]
The people of the Immortal Boat knew a thing or two. He Yuan appeared in the central hub of the Star Chariot Sea, ordered a milk foam oolong tea at his usual spot—the bill was paid by Lan—and sat down to wait for others.
Some people were watching him, and others were looking at Lan with curious eyes, but no one went up to disturb him.
In the Luofu Immortal Ship, faith emphasizes "practicality," and the Emperor Bow Master of Fate happens to be a star god who fits this description, generously providing power and assistance, which naturally earns them more respect.
Therefore, he would only occasionally glance at them out of curiosity and whisper with his companion, rather than disturbing the two.
As for the cashier in charge of checkout... he was already terrified by Lan's unlimited credit card number.
He kept his mouth tightly shut, afraid that he might accidentally reveal this earth-shattering secret.
He Yuan sipped her milk tea, replied to messages one by one, comforted her friends, and occasionally glared at Lan.
Lan: "..."
Feeling wronged but unable to speak.
After deciding to send the person away, He went to settle accounts with Myth.
If it weren't for the superstitions disrupting Aha's message...
Lan knew she also had some minor issues, but that didn't stop her from learning from He Yuan's spirit: to forgive herself and shift the blame to others.
Finally, after a series of roaring sounds, a starship came to a stop on the side of the road.
The car door opened, and five people stepped out in a neat row.
The Hundred Metalworkers of the Craftsmanship Bureau, the Dragon Lord of the Wisdom Clan, the Cloud Cavalry Guards responsible for defending the arena at this martial arts ceremony, the contestants from the border planets, and the intelligent nobles of the Screw Star all walked towards Crane Kite.
He Yuan looked down at Yu Zhao.
He was certain that he had only sent Yingxing the message indicating his location.
Given how petty lovers are, how did they even get together?
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Author's Note: There will be another update tonight.
I feel like I'm almost fully recharged! [kiss][kiss][kiss]
Also, I'm not very good at writing about war... so I'll try to compress the plot as much as possible.
Those few will be used to send red envelopes to the wives [poor][poor][poor]
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