Chapter 44 Chapter 44 "...Well, I promise you."...
The result was just as Jiu Zhao had hoped, and everyone was happy.
When the brilliant light enveloped Ying Luo, in just a moment, she passed the judgment of the Heaven and was successfully promoted to a celestial fairy.
Her example directly proved the feasibility of Jiu Zhao's proposal to amend the examination rules.
Therefore, the God Emperor ordered his men to make arrangements as soon as possible, and decided to formally inform the entire Sanqing Heaven at the inauguration ceremony seven days later.
Everything went smoothly, and Jiu Zhao was very happy. He felt that he had repaid Ying Luo for a part of her kindness.
She stayed in Changxi Palace to rest for two days, looking at the birds of paradise chirping noisily under the eaves. With nothing to do, she decided to prepare a gift for Fuxu and Yingluo, whose birthdays were approaching, to repay their dedication.
In the evening, she was full of energy and pulled Fuxu together to practice.
Her immortal power became stronger and stronger, and the effect this time was even better than the previous times.
The last of Fuxu's damaged divine veins was restored to their original state, and the raging true blood power within him was also refined by Jiuzhao, fully harnessed for his own use. This also meant that Fuxu no longer needed to be controlled by the passions caused by the attraction of the same source of power.
Seeing that the handsome face no longer had the charming blush, Jiu Zhao was quite disappointed.
She refused to leave even after the meeting, lingering on Fuxu's bed, leaning against his shoulder and chatting intimately: "In the past, you believed that the Immortal Examination Yingluo would definitely win first place, but I didn't believe she could win. Now that I have ascended to the Immortal Realm with her, we are tied. What do you say?"
Fuxu recalled it twice, but he couldn't remember when he said that the winner of the immortal test must be Yingluo.
But he could tell there was something else behind Jiu Zhao's words, so he turned and looked into her eyes and asked, "What do you miss about me, Your Highness?"
"I told you last time not to call me Your Highness. Why are you doing it again?"
Jiu Zhao wrinkled his small nose and grumbled in dissatisfaction.
When she heard Fuxu immediately change his tone and call her by her name, she smiled like a cat, a little slyly, and continued the previous topic: "When I was studying at Changye Academy, the top few students at the end of each exam always received a reward. Master, don't you have to reward your students with something too?"
Being called "Master" in bed always seems particularly shameful.
The muscles at Fuxu's fingertips trembled, and his earlobe suddenly turned pink.
As an honest god with no experience in love, Jiu Zhao asked for a reward without any preparation, which was really embarrassing for himself. His mind went blank for a few seconds, and Jiu Zhao's eager gaze urged him to think about it. He finally thought of a suitable gift.
After the green light, an ordinary-looking flower plant appeared in Fuxu's palm.
It has long, narrow, serrated leaves, and the end of the branch is connected to a pale purple double flower bud.
Jiu Zhao was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he had seen this flower at the wedding ceremony and on the banquet dress that Fu Xu sent when he returned.
It is a sacred flower that blooms only once every tens of thousands of years.
As far as she could remember, she had never seen the true appearance of the Fuxu flower, nor had she ever heard that anyone in Sanqingtian could have one.
"Is this the flower that bloomed from your tree?"
Jiu Zhao asked in a low voice, inserting his fingers into the flower bud and fiddling with the silvery-white pistil.
Combined with her ambiguous words, Fuxu's face became hot again.
He murmured a response and placed the Fuxu flower in Jiuzhao's hands. Jiuzhao, who was turning the flower over and over to admire it, curiously asked, "It's said that whoever obtains this sacred flower personally bestowed by the Fuxu God can have any wish fulfilled. Is this true?"
Fu Xu shook his head. "It's not as omnipotent as the rumors say—this flower can be used as medicine to make life-saving pills that can heal serious injuries. Adding it to weapons during the forging process can make them stronger and more resilient, making them less susceptible to damage. Of course, you can also use the flower as a token of trust and ask me to complete a task. As for other uses, I haven't thought of them yet."
"The benefits mentioned above are easy to explain. Being able to command the God of War to do something is like being able to fulfill any wish, isn't it?"
Jiu Zhao chuckled, placed his hands on Fuxu's shoulders, rested his chin on his muscular chest, and asked maliciously, "I want you to transfer all your cultivation to me, offer me the position of God of War, and sign a master-slave contract with me. Is all this possible?"
Fu Xu said without hesitation: "Anything is fine, even if it costs my life."
At times like this, talking about life and death always has an ominous quality.
Jiu Zhao covered his mouth and said "Pah!" twice: "Who wants your life? My wish is that you are safe and sound and stay with me forever!"
Lost in love, Jiu Zhao spoke every word so solemnly and with all his strength.
Fuxu stared at her silently from head to toe, his mind replaying the scene in the Huitian Mirror where, just as he was about to lose his soul, she had offered her spirit and her hair had grown white overnight. He didn't know if he should agree, but the reluctance to accept his fate and the desire to verify it once again surged within him.
After hesitating for a long time, he slowly nodded.
Jiu Zhao was very dissatisfied with the slow response. She bared her fangs and asked, "Are you unwilling?"
Her expression was so bright.
Young faces always have a kind of freshness that makes them feel ignorant of the immensity of the world.
It is difficult to correspond Fuxu to the image of the empress with a dead heart and eyes like dry wells.
His heart ached so much that he could hardly breathe. He could only curl the corners of his lips and speak in a slow, deep voice, "For something like this that will affect my entire life, I must think about it very seriously. Only by thinking about it can I give Your Highness the best answer."
Finally getting the promise he had been longing for, Jiu Zhao realized it later and became shy: "...I told you not to call me Your Highness."
She threw herself into Fuxu's arms, and on this beautiful night, the two of them embraced in silence. Resting her head on Fuxu's steady, strong heartbeat, Jiuzhao groaned, but still asked the question that was on her mind: "So, what was the reason for you leaving without saying goodbye? You promised to tell me."
She thought, no matter what Fuxu had thought at the beginning, now that they were married, as long as they were honest with each other, they could face anything together.
Just don't lie to yourself.
She was willing to give Fuxu a chance.
I am also willing to give Lan Qi's heart, which has been broken, a chance to love someone again regardless of everything.
…
However, no matter how close the hearts are, they are always placed in each other's chests, separated by the distance of flesh and blood, and are destined to be unable to be intimate.
Fuxu has always believed in honesty and is unwilling to lie.
At this moment, he realized that some lies would never go according to his wishes.
He couldn't see Jiu Zhao's eyes. Jiu Zhao was lying in his arms and couldn't notice the violent turmoil in his eyes.
When his heart sank to the bottom, Fuxu spoke calmly, "Before leaving, the Emperor told me that Lan Qi had cultivated with the help of the karmic fire and the resentment accumulated in the Burning Sea for a long time. His magic skills have reached a peak, and his power is comparable to that of a god. This battle is destined to be difficult, and I cannot guarantee that I will return alive.
"Rather than opening my heart to you and having you heartbroken by the news of my death, it would be better for me to leave without saying goodbye from the beginning."
"Fortunately, God finally gave me a chance."
Jiu Zhao hadn't expected the truth behind this to be like this. For a moment, he instinctively thought Fu Xu was lying.
But the fall from divine realm he had experienced upon his return, and the severe internal injuries caused by repeated burnings from the power of true blood, illustrated the hardships he had endured during those five hundred years.
Fu Xu would never lie to her.
Jiu Zhao suppressed the slight doubt that had arisen in his mind and hugged the young man tightly, "You defeated Lan Qi this time, causing great damage to the Burning Sea. I don't think there will be any more wars in the next ten thousand years.
"You have to stay with me, and I have to stay with you. We will stay together forever and never be separated."
"...Yes, I promise you."
Amidst the violent beating of his two hearts, Fuxu clenched his palms tightly and slowly lowered his eyes.
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Seven days later.
Sanqing Heaven, Xuanji Palace.
Because of Jiu Zhao, the rank-conferring ceremony was particularly grand and solemn.
The moon was at its zenith, but the dinner was not over yet.
The God Emperor and all the immortals gathered in the hall, toasting each other and laughing all around.
As crown prince, Jiu Zhao has been the focus of countless people since her birth. During this Immortal Rank Exam, she broke away from her reclusive ways and delivered a stunning performance against three opponents, even putting aside past grudges and pleading for Ying Luo, demonstrating the strength and magnanimity expected of a monarch.
No matter what they thought in their hearts, the gods attending the banquet had to follow the situation and praise Jiu Zhao.
They came up one after another to toast, and their polite compliments showed their utmost sincerity.
Jiu Zhao was dressed elegantly, a rare sight for her. She sat on either side of Ying Luo, each wearing a purple glazed crown that corresponded to their celestial status.
She had a smile on her face, her expression calm, and her every move and gesture was appropriate, which made the God Emperor very pleased, and his eyes became more loving.
But only she herself knew that she could not drink much and was actually half drunk.
If I drink any more, I'm afraid I'll look ugly and ruin all my perseverance.
The secret message reached Fuxu's ears, Jiuzhao asked him to come over to deal with these overly enthusiastic gods, while he himself wanted to go out for a walk to get rid of the smell of alcohol.
In the body of a supreme god, no matter how strong the immortal wine is, the drunkenness will automatically dissipate once it enters the throat.
She was not worried that Fuxu would get drunk. While he was blocking the way in front of her, she quietly got up and slipped out of the side door of Xuanji Palace.
The cool evening breeze blows on your face, cooling down your overheated skin.
Jiu Zhao patted his cheeks and felt much better. He then followed the fluorite path all the way to the Kuoqing Lake deep in the garden.
The attributes of the immortal power of the Three Pure Ones are divided into gold, wood, water, fire and earth, which restrain each other.
Logically, Jiu Zhao inherited her mother's phoenix blood, and her natural attribute is fire, which is restrained by water. She should hate everything related to water, but she always has a natural liking for these cold things - whether it is Yingluo from the West Sea, or the large and small oceans and lakes in the Sanqingtian.
Jiu Zhao walked slowly along the shore of Kuoqing Lake. After a night of noise, he now enjoyed a rare moment of tranquility.
"It would be great if I wasn't in Xuanji Palace. No one would notice me if I took off my shoes and socks and went swimming..."
She muttered softly and kicked all the pebbles on the shore into the lake.
The subtle sound of plops soon attracted the attention of another pair of footsteps approaching.
"Your Highness Jiu Zhao, are you there?"
No matter how slow his thinking was, Jiu Zhao still recognized this all too familiar voice.
Yingluo.
Why did she come here to find me instead of staying in Xuanji Palace to accept the congratulations from the immortals?
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