Somehow, Xia Pumo began to feel that he didn’t understand Murong Zhe at all. He sat on the floor and had his mind in the clouds nearly all night, but he finally fell asleep with his head against Murong Zhe.
Murong Zhe smiled helplessly. He knew that it would be hard for Xia Pumo to digest so much information all at once, and it would take time.
Xia Pumo felt someone move him gently to the bed when he was in a daze. He managed to open his eyes and then saw Murong Zhe, who smiled just as usual.
He woke up suddenly, “Murong Zhe!”
Murong Zhe responded to him with a smile, “What’s wrong?”
Xia Pumo asked, “Now, are you my Zhe, or the demon… Yi Laizhe?”
Murong Zhe didn’t expect him to ask such a question, but it should be the matter that he had been brooding over for so long.
Murong Zhe said with a rare calmness, “I was bloodthirsty in the past, and I had never understood the value of life until I met you, the only treasure in the world worth collecting. After that, I felt that even if I died without a whole body, and thousands of ghosts ate my soul, I would not change my mind.”
Xia Pumo, “…”
Murong Zhe said, “You are good, at least much better than the people I knew before.”
Xia Pumo, “…”
Murong Zhe continued to say, “We, the demons, are very different from the humans like you. Most of you are born with protection and can grow up safe and sound, while we begin our life with the fight with our parents before birth. If we win, we can survive in the first step, but if we lose, we won’t even have the chance to come into this world.”
Stroking his face with one hand, Xia Pumo gazed at him sympathetically.
Murong Zhe held his hand and showed that he was okay, “But I survived and was born with mighty power. I had a good elder sister. She protected me and brought me leaving from those places. We kept killing all along the way because if we hadn’t killed them, they would have killed us!”
As Murong Zhe was speaking the last few words, his eyes turned a bit red suddenly. But the color disappeared just after a moment.
Murong Zhe said, “I thought that I would no longer have anything after my sister died. After leaving the Realm of Demons, I thought I would spend my life like this, but you came, just at the time when I chose to end my life.”
Xia Pumo raised his head and thought in amazement, “Had he wanted to die since that time?”
Seeing through Xia Pumo’s inner thoughts, Murong Zhe continued speaking, “You know, I like you. No matter what other people think of me, I just like you. I….”
Before he finished speaking, a howling gale suddenly passed by, blowing fallen leaves up and onto their bed.
Unknowingly, it began to drizzle. “How come is it raining!” The idea hit them at the same time, “It is strange. It wasn’t supposed to rain here.”
Murong Zhe couldn’t speak now. Xia Pumo reached out his arms to embrace him tightly. Murong Zhe responded with a firm hug at once and kissed Xia Pumo hard in the rain.
They no longer cared about anything.
Their chests were so close that they got heart by heart. Xia Pumo could feel Murong Zhe’s heart beating crazily.
“Is he afraid? What is he afraid of?” Xia Pumo wondered.
Not far away, a person showed up in the rain and walked towards them. The dark made them unable to see who she was.
Xia Pumo pushed Murong Zhe away, “Zhe, someone is approaching.”
Murong Zhe didn’t reply to Xia Pumo’s words. He lowered his head and sighed, seeming relieved. Ignoring Xia Pumo’s warning, he kept caressing Xia Pumo’s body and began to untie his clothes.
Xia Pumo became a bit annoyed, “Zhe!”
“Don’t worry. That’s Ronghua.”
“Ronghua?”
With some unbelief, Xia Pumo continued to look at the approaching woman. She was dressed in blue and had a beautiful appearance. Sure enough, it was Ronghua.
“Ronghua.” Seeing her, Xia Pumo immediately let go of Murong Zhe and ran towards her without looking back.
Murong Zhe felt speechless. With his hands still keeping the same gesture as before, he thought with a blank look, “What is he doing?”
Xia Pumo supported Ronghua with his hands. He found she looked pale and much different from usual. She had never been so frail. What happened to her?
“Mo—” Murong Zhe acted cute helplessly, “I’m still here!” However, Xia Pumo didn’t come back. With the corner of his mouth twitching unconsciously, Murong Zhe felt his position in Xia Pumo’s heart became lower.
Ronghua grabbed Xia Pumo with one hand and took a deep breath, “Mo, if one day, I can no longer protect you and even cannot protect myself, what will you do?”
Xia Pumo asked, “Why do you say this? What’s wrong with you?”
Ronghua looked up, “I once lost everything a hundred thousand years ago. I thought it is worthy, but now….”
She lowered her head, unwilling to hold back her tears again, “I still lost everything.”
Xia Pumo asked with puzzlement, “What did you lose?”
“The fan.”
Murong Zhe said behind him.
“She lost her fan… the most important thing.”
Ronghua didn’t deny his words, but Xia Pumo felt very strange, “Is that fan important?”
Ronghua raised her head, “I have nothing now. If you want to leave, I cannot stop you.”
Murong Zhe looked up at Ronghua and seemed thinking about something. They kept staring at each other. Then he stood up and walked towards Ronghua, who raised the corners of her mouth and wore a rare and faint smile.
Xia Pumo also gazed at him with a grave expression.
Murong Zhe came over, smiling, “Ronghua, what kind of answer do you want?”
Ronghua was not too surprised at that he responded by asking. She just took a deep breath, “Say what you want! I will respect your choice.”
Murong Zhe pulled over Xia Pumo and said, “I will go wherever Mo goes!”
Ronghua had divined that his answer would be like this.
She said, “Your words sound like that you have no choice!”
It seemed that Ronghua offered Murong Zhe with the chance to make his option, but the truth was that he had no alternative at all. It was because Xia Pumo was seriously injured, and only Ronghua could save him. Besides, when Ronghua rescued Xia Pumo for the second time on the execution ground, she helped him repair his Golden Pellet. Even if Murong Zhe refused to repay her kindness, Xia Pumo would pay it back.
Xia Pumo blocked between them, “Enough. You had saved me before, and now it’s my turn to help you.”
Ronghua looked at Murong Zhe. He was so intelligent that he just raised his hands and said, “I said, I will be with Mo, wherever he is!”
Ronghua made a knowing smile, “Well, I am going to tell you about my situation.”
“I lost my fan, just like losing my spiritual power. Now, what I can only do for you is— to help you become stronger.”
She was not kidding. Her might was far beyond what they knew. If she chose to help someone become more potent, it would be possible for that person to become a god.
Xia Pumo said, “Okay. Although I got my Golden Pellet again, I lost all my skills. If I have no method to protect myself, it will be useless to restore the Golden Pellet.”
Murong Zhe raised his eyebrows, “Yes, that’s true. Although I’m mighty— I was, it is hard for me to protect myself. My power has been sealed for too long that I need a lot of time to recover. Thus, Mo, our safety depends on you now.”
Xia Pumo looked solemn, “Okay. From now on, I will work hard to practice….”
Ronghua interrupted him, “Don’t hurry. We need a helper first.”
“Who?” Ronghua looked at them and replied with a deep voice, “Baize!”
“Baize.”
“Baize?”
Xia Pumo and Murong Zhe asked simultaneously, “Why do you want to turn to him for help?”
Ronghua glanced at them, “Who we need most now is him.”
“Baize!?” Xia Pumo thought for a moment, “Isn’t he a mythical monster?”
Murong Zhe nodded his head, “How can we find such a kind of thing?”
“Just do what we should do.”
Xia Pumo asked, “What do you want him to do with?”
Ronghua said, “Baize is a mythical monster with a relatively high status in ancient mythology, and it is also a symbol of auspiciousness that can always bring good luck to people.”
Xia Pumo still couldn’t understand, “What can this help us?”
Did they need such a kind of mythical monster?
Ronghua looked at Xia Pumo and said, “Mo, I need him for some specific reasons. Baize has been existing since ancient times. At that time, there were many mythical monsters as powerful as him. Among them, he is not the only one who enjoys people’s respects, but the only one that can speak and feel like a human and know the true appearance of all things in the world.”
This was the point. If Baize didn’t have any unique ability, how come would Ronghua think of him?
Murong Zhe retorted wittily, “Do you know how many years have passed since the ancient times?”
Ronghua replied, “Yes, I do!” It was they, the gods, that calculated the time.
Murong Zhe continued to ask, “Do you remember what he looks like?”
Ronghua was stunned for a moment.
Murong Zhe said, “You don’t know what he looks like, right?”
He seemed to speak out the point, but…
Ronghua answered, “Of course I know his appearance. He has a body like a lion’s and a head like a goat’s.”
Xia Pumo asked, “What’s his use?”
Ronghua looked at him helplessly, and Murong Zhe also understood the meaning in her eyes. It was not strange that Xia Pumo didn’t know about it, since the humans indeed lacked the knowledge about these things, and they even had never heard of it at all. Xia Pumo was puzzled for real.
Ronghua looked at him, “If he was useless, would I want to find him?”
Xia Pumo got the meaning beyond Ronghua’s words and stopped speaking immediately.
Murong Zhe couldn’t bear it, “Doesn’t he just know some things from the great knowledge to the trivial matters and from the past to the future, and then make a so-called Illustrated Handbook of Gods and Ghosts? Then need everyone to know him?!”
Ronghua narrowed her eyes and said in a fit of anger, “As you know everything, you go to look for him, okay?”
Seeing Ronghua’s face with sulks, Murong Zhe and Xia Pumo felt surprised. Was she Ronghua? The one who always kept a straight face and would bring someone to death after smiling?
Xia Pumo said, “Since we know, let’s go to find him!”
Xia Pumo stopped Ronghua and Murong Zhe from continuing the topic. He felt that they were about to quarrel just for that he didn’t know what Baize was.
…
After Weilian took the fan, he didn’t go back to the Realm of Demons immediately because he wanted to make it clear that whether the fan belonged to Ronghua or not.
Ronghua always said the fan was her innate spiritual weapon, but the fan’s performance just now implied that it didn’t mean to resist him. After he took the fan, it did not return to Ronghua at once but stayed in his hand quietly.
Was Ronghua lying?!
There was a general belief that a person would become an artifact’s owner if it absorbed his or her blood dropping on it. If he could make the fan recognize him as its owner, it would prove that the fan was not the innate spiritual weapon of Ronghua, and she was lying. A part of the fan already turned out to belong to Lingran, which showed that Lingran indeed had something to do with Ronghua, although Ronghua had said nothing about it.
Weilian nicked his palm and then held the fan in his hand. His blood stuck to the fan and flowed on it slowly. Gradually, the blood began to get into the fan. Weilian raised the corner of his mouth and sneered immediately. Sure enough!
After a while, the fan absorbed the blood completely, but no signs showed that the fan chose him as its owner.
Instead, Weilian had a feeling that the fan was sucking his blood. The fan had already absorbed the blood flowing out from his wound, but it didn’t stop but began to absorb the blood in his body.
It did be sucking his blood!
Weilian let go of it hurriedly. The fan flashed the last light, but after that light, it turned to be motionless again without any reaction.
Weilian still couldn’t control this fan, and he began to believe Ronghua’s words somewhat. Could it only exert spiritual power in her hands?
Oddly enough, Ronghua always held the fan in her hand every time she fought. Would she be as powerful as before after losing it?