"Your Highness, I did not say that you are a beast. It is just a rumor. Everyone in Liyue Harbor says that you are not like a monarch."

Xingqiu quickly explained.

Jing Fantian was furious: "Who said that I am not like a human monarch? These are no longer ordinary Liyue people. We must strike hard."

"Xingqiu, I now grant you the power of life and death. If anyone calls me a beast or a little evil dragon, kill his entire family."

"Resentment from Chongyun, +100 constellation points."

"Resentment from Xingqiu, +100 constellation points."

"From Shen He..."

Chongyun's father lowered his head with a look of horror, not daring to look at Jing Fantian's cruel eyes.

Not only does he not look like a human ruler, he is a blatant example of the Jie and Zhou rulers.

Shen He grabbed Jing Fantian's ear and said, "I'm calling you a little evil dragon now. Are you going to kill my whole family?"

Jing Fantian begged Shen He for mercy very obediently: "Senior Sister, I was wrong, let them scold me however they want!"

Shen He put down his hand and nodded to Jing Fantian with satisfaction.

Now even if Shen He used all his strength in holding Xi Zai, he could not hurt Jing Fantian.

But Jing Fantian still submitted to her, and Shen He knew what she meant.

"My immortal journey has just begun, but I will not marry you to raise children."

Jing Fantian held the other's hand and said, "Sister, it's okay if you don't marry me. How about this, give me a dragon baby!"

"Pooh!"

Shen He glanced at Jing Fantian and gave him a look that told him to dream.

"Go find Senior Sister Ganyu. She is a fairy beast and you are a dragon king. You two are a better match."

Jing Fantian touched Shen He's little hand and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you are joking. Apart from Qiqi, you are the first human being I have ever seen!"

Thinking of the first meeting with Jing Fantian, Shen He's eyes revealed a hint of reminiscence.

"You were just a strange young rock dragon lizard back then. I didn't expect you to be the dragon son of King Ruotu."

"In just three years, you have surpassed me and Master and the others."

"Brahma, have you ever practiced seriously?"

Jing Fantian showed a puzzled expression: "Practice?!"

"Resentment from Shenhe, +100 constellation points."

"Resentment from Chongyun, +100 constellation points."

"From Xingqiu..."

Jing Fantian's expression, as if he didn't even know what cultivation was all about, made Shen He feel excited, but he didn't know what it felt like.

Cultivation means training in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, and maintaining an inhuman will all year round.

Drink nectar, eat fragrant grass, isolate yourself from the world, and stay away from fireworks.

The most torturous thing is not abstinence, but the lack of any end in sight.

Practitioners have no way of knowing whether their practice is correct, whether the path they are taking is the right one, and whether they can achieve enlightenment and become immortals?

No one will give them the answer. Even if there is an immortal as a guide, they can only rely on themselves to figure it out.

Chongyun and Xingqiu were also practitioners, and they were very envious of Long's talent, as he could easily reach a level that they could reach in their lifetime without any practice.

How can one not envy such talent?

Shen He sighed: "Maybe they are all right, I really shouldn't argue with you."

Jing Fantian asked again in confusion: "What are you fighting for? What do we have to fight for? Whatever I have, I will definitely give it to you."

Shen He shook his head: "My life used to be to practice in the mountains, to be detached from the world and not care about worldly affairs."

"Master said that my life is tied to my red rope. If I untie it, I will be a demon in troubled times. If I tie it up, I will be a Yunya immortal."

"I am a rare fairy seedling in a thousand years, but after meeting you, I know that there are always people who are better than you."

"You were not as strong as me at first. I could catch you with one hand."

"But it only took one year to catch up with me, and it took everything I had to fight you off."

"Now, I can no longer see your back."

Listening to Shen He's sigh, Jing Fantian looked at her chest silently.

It seemed that he felt Jing Fantian's sympathy.

Shen He shook his head vigorously, not discouraged, and didn't know what discouragement was: "No, I must fight, because of you I can't wait to untie the red string and use my fierce fate to become a demon fairy."

"You know that even if I run as fast as I can, I can't match one of your steps, but I just want to compete."

"Back then, I fought with that evil spirit in the cave, tied myself up with a red rope and fought to cross the mortal world, seizing that tiny opportunity to become an immortal."

"I don't know what the road ahead holds, but as long as I follow your back, I will know the direction to move forward."

Chongyun gave a thumbs up and said, "Aunt, you are right. We are not as talented as Your Highness, but we can be as hardworking as Your Highness."

Xingqiu was full of admiration for Shen He: "Venerable Miluo, you really have a pure heart. The Dao is ruthless, but people are kind."

"Struggle with the sky, struggle with the earth, and struggle with people."

Chongyun's father gave Shen He a complicated look. Even Chongyun's mother, who was eavesdropping in the kitchen with a spoon, wiped the tears of guilt from her face.

Shen He has been treated unfairly since she was a child. Other children were still playing in the mud at the age of six, but she had to face evil spirits alone.

It is this character of not succumbing to fate that has made Shen He what he is today.

She has an indifferent personality, but is extremely aloof, like a plum blossom in the snow, which will bloom the most colorful flowers even when heavy snow falls on the branches.

Others looked up to her as if she were an immortal and admired her charm.

But what Chongyun's parents saw was the bitterness along the way. Do plum blossoms like to bloom in winter?

No, it doesn't.

The buds of plum blossoms are formed in autumn. After a cold winter, they endure the low temperatures and are therefore able to bloom in the harsh winter.

It is the environment that causes the plum blossoms to bloom in winter.

Shen He is what she is today because of her environment.

If the plum blossom buds do not experience a severe winter, they will not be able to bloom in winter.

If Shen He's father had not abandoned her and sacrificed her to the evil spirit, Shen He would not have obtained the Eye of God and gained the recognition of the immortal Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun.

No one actively pursues all of this; everything is determined by fate.

Shen He glanced at Jing Fantian. The other party's eyes were dull, as if he was touched.

Shen He felt something was wrong. Jing Fantian was not the kind of person who could be taught.

really.

Shen He noticed the saliva on Jing Fantian's mouth, and followed his gaze to his chest. He lingered on his chest for a while, and then looked at Jing Fantian's eyes that had not moved a step.

It was finally confirmed that he was trapped in something dirty.

"Resentment from Shenhe, +100 constellation points."

Snapped--

Shen He slapped Jing Fantian: "Nielong, what are you thinking about?"

Jing Fantian wiped his mouth and smiled: "My mind is full of the shadow of my senior sister shouting for Mo Ji."

Shen He was confused by what he heard, but he could tell from Jing Fantian's violent eyes that what he said was not a good thing.

"Humph!"

Shen He snorted, pulled his hand out of Jing Fantian's hand, and ignored him.

Jing Fantian leaned on the table and looked at Shen He's beautiful face with an extremely obscene look.

This is called visual monitoring.

"Resentment from Shenhe, +100 constellation points."

Shen He was getting more and more angry: "Don't you have anything to do?"

Jing Fantian spread his hands: "What serious work do you want me to do?"

To ease the awkwardness, Xingqiu said, "Tonight, the Heyu Teahouse has invited Mr. Yun, the current head of the Yunhan Society, to perform a play. I heard that the play is The Goddess Splits the Temple."

"Venerable Miro, this is a play based on your heroic deeds when you were a child. Why don't we go and take a look?"

"..."