Chapter 32 Mutual Generation and Mutual Restraint
Mu Xi was filled with anticipation, though she didn't know what she was anticipating.
but……
There was no reaction at all.
"Heh, you think you can?" The three-year-old personality resurfaced and suddenly spat at Mu Xi.
Mu Xi suddenly felt a new memory flood her mind: "You guys really know magic..."
Before the word "technique" could even be uttered, his mind raced, and then a scene appeared before his eyes, like a dream.
The spring sunlight slanted through the eaves and fell on the stone steps in front of the courtyard.
A child who looks and has the same personality as a three-year-old girl is playing under a tree among the flowers. The difference is that the girl is dressed as a boy, with two topknots on her head, like newly born sheep horns, soft and childlike.
She wore a plain linen short jacket with a cross-over collar that draped diagonally over her neck. Bat patterns were embroidered on the lapel, and a small jade pendant hung from her waist, which tapped softly as she ran.
These outfits are all standard boy attire.
The three-year-old original owner was running among the flowers when he suddenly seemed to sense something, stopped and looked up at the sky.
A beam of white light fell from the sky, piercing straight through from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet.
Neither her birth mother nor the nanny standing guard noticed anything amiss; only Mu Xi, observing from the sidelines, could see the beam of light.
After the white light descended, the three-year-old original owner suddenly opened her mouth and began to chant.
Mu Xi couldn't understand it, but she immediately knew in her mind that it was "Nine Songs of Heaven".
When the three-year-old original owner spoke, those around him realized something was wrong.
These people couldn't understand what the little children were singing, but they quickly guessed that a "spirit possession" had occurred.
In the Yan Sheng Continent, if a "divine intervention" happens to a girl from an ordinary family, it would be a great joy, something that even the ancestors' graves could not obtain for generations. However, in the case of the original owner who was disguised as a boy, it became a great source of panic.
The original owner, at the age of three, couldn't stop chanting "Nine Songs of Heaven".
While preventing leaks, the birth mother, Shen Ying, quickly sent someone to bring Jin Fangjun Muzhen back to the mansion.
After returning to the manor, Mu Zhen discussed the matter and finally decided to secretly find a sorcerer to obtain a bowl of talisman water, which he then fed to the three-year-old original owner of the body.
After the original owner drank the talisman water, he immediately stopped chanting, but that very night he developed a high fever.
The fever persisted for several days, and Mu Zhen consulted various shamans and witch doctors, but nothing worked.
Finally, it was her birth mother, Shen Ying, who found her brother's longtime friend, Luo Qingming, also known as Doctor Luo, to tell him the truth and the whole story.
Only after Dr. Luo's treatment was the original owner's life saved, and from then on, he stayed by the original owner's side.
The original owner's life was saved, but from then on, he was no longer free.
Fearing a recurrence of a similar incident that would expose his identity, the scumbag father publicly claimed that the original owner was frail and sickly and needed to recuperate in a secluded mountain forest. Internally, he maintained strict control, preventing the original owner from accessing any information related to the witch.
Although the original owner was confused and didn't understand many things at that time, he had already vaguely known that "divine intervention" was a way to become a channel for God, a servant of God, and a matter of supreme glory.
For some reason, her parents were terrified of her innate ability to communicate with spirits, and she almost lost her life because of it and was sent away.
The original owner's young mind was infected by her parents' fear, and she dared not ask or speak, so she could only bury this memory deep inside and suppress it bitterly, which led to the development of the first two personalities.
One personality is a three-year-old spirit who knows it cannot become a priestess, and its fear breeds resentment, which in turn breeds anger.
The opposite of the three-year-old personality gave rise to the personality of a white-clad fairy.
The white-clad immortal is aloof and self-possessed, fearless because of his noble nature, and with fearlessness, he is untainted by worldly concerns.
Despite his scumbag father's strict precautions, the Yan Sheng Continent was a place where people revered heaven and gods, and shamans were everywhere, so it was impossible to prevent them from entering.
As the original owner grew up, although she suppressed her hatred and anger, she would secretly watch the shaman's rituals of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings whenever she had the chance, and she would listen carefully. Whenever someone mentioned shamanic magic, she would also listen attentively.
Even later, when studying etiquette, he had the opportunity to come into contact with ancient shamanic scrolls and secretly studied them.
The result was that the three-year-old personality stopped growing up, while the white-robed immortal personality grew up at the same age as the original owner.
In the original owner's subconscious ideal, she was born into royalty, and even without disguising herself as a man to become a crown prince, she couldn't "leave the house" to become a priestess. At most, she could be a "lay" disciple—that is, a "mystic maiden," which would still be a level above others, something many noble ladies would rather die for.
Moreover, even a great shaman who cultivates for several lifetimes cannot obtain the "divine intervention" even once, but it quietly occurred several times in the original owner's life later.
Such a glorious and proud event, yet the original owner had no one to share it with, and could only bury it deep in his heart.
Just like wearing fine clothes at night, no one can see it.
This also contributed to the aloof and cold personality of the White-Clad Immortal.
The three-year-old girl's personality and the white-clad fairy's personality are twin personalities, two extremes, mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining each other.
This wouldn't have been a problem in itself, except that now one of them is too resentful and easily angered, and the other is too aloof and arrogant.
Whether it's resentment and anger, or aloofness and self-importance, it's all normal, but the original owner suppressed it all, which only made things difficult for himself and these other personalities.
"So, you really know witchcraft?" Mu Xi came back to her senses and understood everything.
The white-robed fairy did not answer.
Mu Xi had learned her lesson: "Does Your Highness truly possess witchcraft?"
The white-robed immortal then turned his head and said, "Of course, if it weren't for me, how could I have sealed that little witch's energy channels, and how could I have stopped that great witch from probing your mind?"
Mu Xi was overjoyed: "If that's really the case, then from now on..."
"Tch, she wouldn't know that. All she knows are things she gleaned from the original Soul Master's ancient scrolls and rehearsed in her mind." The three-year-old personality chimed in again, "If anyone knows anything, it's me, me..."
In Mu Xi's eyes, these two personalities were actually one, but with a "two-faced" appearance. Now that her intelligence had returned, she didn't pay attention to what was said afterward, but instead seized on the loophole in the child's words: "Original Soul Master? So you admit that I am the new Soul Master?"
The three-year-old's personality wouldn't back down: "I didn't! I should have been the Soul Master, I should have been the Priestess, I could have been the Great Priest..."
I understand now. If the original owner had lived and grown up normally, he would have been able to become a great witch.
Once Mu Xi had determined the origins of his personality, she felt more at ease: "Very good, from this moment on, I will call you... Little Witch."
"No way! Why should I be called 'Little Witch'? Do you want to call her 'Great Witch'?" The three-year-old personality exploded.
Well……
This three-year-old's personality is a little too clever.
Mu Xi really did intend to do that, but she couldn't keep coaxing the brat: "Since you don't want to be called 'Little Witch,' then you can be called 'Little Mystic Maiden.'"
They were demoted another level.
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