Wang Yao only became an immortal after becoming the Old Man of the Moon, not the other way around.
He had already sensed how awesome the position of the Matchmaker was. The magic of a "good person" could almost explain everything. Before transmigrating, Wang Yao had played games.
Immune to all attacks, it's practically cheating in any game. Even with only 11 minutes left, he can face the Heavenly Emperor without fear. This is an incredible skill. Since he belongs to the God of Love, how could he not be awesome?
Did Xi Fu place hope in himself? Probably so, otherwise he wouldn't have insisted on passing on the important position of Matchmaker to a mere mortal like himself, despite the covetousness of all the immortals.
Moreover, he even used himself as bait, giving himself the 10,000 merits that the Heavenly Court had offered as a reward. Even when he was being captured by the patrolling Heavenly Generals, he was still constantly reminding himself not to have any hope. Why would he bother with all that effort?
But Xi Fu really wanted him to join the Xiankou group? Wang Yao smiled and shook his head. Either Xi Fu didn't want to join the Xiankou group at all, or Xi Fu wanted him to understand things clearly before making his own decision. Wang Yao knew about the Xiankou group; Xi Fu knew exactly what he was doing!
However, Xi Fu never said a word to him about the Fairy Mouth Clan. Li Shishi said that the Matchmaker was very important to the Fairy Mouth Clan, but in Wang Yao's view, the Fairy Mouth Clan was still very far away from him, and he had nothing to do with it. If it weren't for saving Xi Fu, he would have had no connection with the Fairy Mouth Clan at all.
Therefore, what is important to the Fairy Mouth Group is the position of Matchmaker, not Wang Yao himself. So there is no need for him to force himself to join the Fairy Mouth Group, which he knows nothing about, just because he has been given the position of Matchmaker.
Whether it's the Xiankou issue or the population problem, Wang Yao felt that those issues were still too advanced for him. As far as he could see, the streets of Huadu were still bustling with traffic and crowds, and the Nantianmen Customs Administration building was also full of people.
Ordinary mortals and immortals are more concerned with the daily necessities of life and the daily accumulation of merit. Emotions still run through their lives. They are troubled by love, disturbed by love, obsessed with love, happy by love, and also hurt by love.
The love between parents and children, the love between brothers, the love between sisters, the love between family members, the love between husband and wife... and the most soul-stirring love, these constitute a vast world of emotions in the world, and Wang Yao is involved in only a small part of the most heart-stirring ones.
Human reproduction and the increase in the number of offspring are merely products of this sublimation of emotion. If we look at it in isolation, wouldn't human reproduction be no different from animal reproduction? Humans raising offspring is a responsibility that a couple voluntarily undertakes when their love is at its peak…
It is even a kind of suffering. The mother has to give up her tenderness as a daughter, carry the baby for ten months, and endure the pain of childbirth and the threat of death. The father has to give up his willfulness as a son and protect the happiness of the family and the safety of the mother and child. This is a conscious sacrifice.
It's important to understand that humans are different from animals; they have their own thoughts and can choose whether or not to have children.
Knowing it's a burden, knowing it's dangerous, yet still choosing to procreate, completely changing two people's lives, raising them, nurturing them, tying their joys and sorrows to them, and then sending them away—this is the greatest emotion and spiritual power of humankind!
To abandon emotions, spirit, and life itself, and merely talk about cold, hard issues like population and the death of the dead, is, in Wang Yao's opinion, putting the cart before the horse. Humans are willing to sacrifice themselves to reproduce because they are full of hope for the future and have a firm commitment to their relationships.
Without hope and emotional support, who would want their child to be born into a cold world?
Wang Yao decided to stick to his own path. He remembered Xi Fu's kindness, but what hopes Xi Fu had for him? Xi Fu didn't say, and Wang Yao didn't want to find out. Since Xi Fu believed he was a qualified successor to the God of Love, he figured Xi Fu would be satisfied no matter what he did.
Since Xiankouqun said that Xi Fuxian's lifespan was coming to an end, it seemed that they did not intend to rescue him. However, Wang Yao did not want to give up. How could dying in prison be the same as dying in freedom?
Moreover, Li Shishi's words cannot be entirely trusted. In the end, isn't her goal to pull him into the Immortal Mouth Group? Besides, he also has too many questions he wants to ask Xi Fu in person.
However, the most important thing right now is to improve himself. Without ability, no one in Heaven will pay him any attention. Wang Yao clarified his goal, his steps gradually became firm, and he walked forward, soon arriving at the door of the study hall.
“Father, Mother, I think you are right,” Hui Shuo, who had been silent all along, suddenly said.
Wang Yao paused, stopped, and looked at Hui Shuo.
"It's just like when I go to the temple to pray to the Buddha. I should pray to the Buddha when I have nothing to do, and I should pray even more when I have something to do. But when something happens, I must tell the Buddha what I need and ask for his protection. I can't keep it to myself..."
“But after the prayers are over, the parents have to go and tell the Bodhisattva to bless this person and that person. Then the Bodhisattva won’t know who to bless!” Hui Shuo said to Wang Yao with a frown.
Wang Yao chuckled. "You know what, this fake monk actually hit the nail on the head. My role as matchmaker isn't a transaction at all. I don't feel like I owe anyone anything, not Xi Fu, and certainly not the Immortal Clan. Saving Xi Fu and my role as matchmaker are completely different things."
“I think that makes sense too,” Wang Yao nodded and said.
Pushing open the door to the study hall, Hui Shuo followed behind, but unexpectedly, the couplet pasted on the door of the study hall, "Every thread is the great work of the Heavenly Emperor, every drop is the care of the Immortal", and the three big characters "Study Hall" on the lintel all emitted a hazy golden light.
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