Chapter 4

On the night of the Battle of the River of Forgetfulness, I used a spell to collect a strand of water vapor from Jin Mi's original body. I originally wanted to use this as evidence to demand an explanation from Doumu Yuanjun. Now that I had impulsively agreed to the Little White Dragon's request to save her, it turned out to be a huge problem.

Back then, Po Xie was still a High Deity, and any one of his three thousand pieces was several times stronger than Jin Mi's. Otherwise, no matter how strong I was, I wouldn't have been able to create a living Deity with just three small pieces. But facing a Flower Fairy who hadn't even ascended and wasn't even a Deity …

This was really going to kill me!

"Since ancient times, people have always said that heroes have a weakness for the charms of a beautiful woman. The Little White Dragon is a majestic winged Winged Dragon, how could he be captivated by a feathery frost flower like you?"

I imitated the Deities under the Moon and ground my molars. Mn, it wasn't very comfortable. Perhaps it was easier for foxes to grind their molars.

"Femme fatale!"

In the past few months, I had traveled all over the Milky Way, searching for Deities and Demons. I had emptied out the herb gardens of my old friends and brought all the immortal herbs and divine flowers I could think of that could bring the dead back to life. The Little White Dragon was very black-bellied. When he pulled me down from his head, he didn't say a word. I thought he didn't care, but he secretly returned to the Scripture Pavilion to rummage through the chests and cabinets to find out more about me. Unexpectedly, he really did find out.

This time, I was soft-hearted and agreed to save Jin Mi. He immediately moved a side hall of the Jade Pearl Palace for me to use as a pharmacy. Every day, after the morning court, he would come to supervise me. I was a dignified Divine Doctor, but I actually had the misconception that I was working!

"Goddess Chiling, did you make any progress today?"

Thinking of the devil, I didn't even bother to turn my head. I casually threw out a medical book to dismiss him. "Rest assured, Your Majesty. This little Deity will do his best."

The Little White Dragon frowned. "Goddess has a revered status. There's no need to call me Your Majesty. Just call me Run Yu."

"You also think it's old-fashioned, don't you?"

The spiritual energy in my hands surged, and the medicine furnace on the table burned even brighter. "The term 'Goddess' sounds like a mortal calling me 'Grandma'. Although I'm not as beautiful as Fairy Jin Mi, I'm definitely not at the level of 'Grandma'. I'll have to trouble God Run Yu to call me Chiling from now on."

I rambled on for a while. I didn't know which of my words hit his laughing acupoint, but I saw a faint smile appear on his cold face. Hmm, it must be because the sun is too bright today and it's blinding my old eyes.

The Little White Dragon lifted his robe and sat down next to me. His deep eyes stared at the small medicine furnace on the table, as if he was afraid that the weak flame would go out. I rested my chin on one hand and looked at him.

He was good-looking, but his expression was too cold. If one didn't know better, they would think that he was an ice pillar that had ascended to heaven.

"Little White Dragon, you actually don't have to keep an eye on me every day. This medicine furnace is burning my essence blood, so it won't go out easily. Moreover, it's far from enough to revive Fairy Jin Mi with just these external items. You have to tell me the places she stayed and the things she did before she died. This broken primordial spirit is scattered all over the world, so I can only rely on this method to collect it bit by bit."

Actually, collecting the broken primordial spirit didn't need to be so troublesome, and there was no need to explain the reason behind Jin Mi's death. It was just that the old immortal's gossipy heart in my chest was beating wildly. I was really curious, really curious!

The Little White Dragon's slender fingers drew a semicircle in the air. In an instant, a crystal clear porcelain teapot appeared on the table. There were also two intact seashell cups. His palm emitted a gentle spiritual energy, and the porcelain teapot gradually emitted a refreshing tea fragrance.

"Goddess Chiling … Chiling, this is a tea set made from the thousand-year-old Hidden Dragon Shell at the bottom of the South Sea. It's most suitable to hold this extremely cold Sparrow Rain Tea. If you don't mind, you can try it together with Run Yu tonight."

"I don't mind, I don't mind!"

I picked up the seashell cup and drank it in one gulp. The tea was cool and refreshing, and it made my soul clear. It rolled around the tip of my tongue three times and rolled down into my stomach. The fragrance lingered in my mouth and teeth, and the aftertaste was endless.

"Good tea!"

How could listening to a story go well with tea?

I touched the mysterious jade wine jar in my arms. I had wanted to invite the Little White Dragon to try it before. Today was a good day!

But before he could take out the wine, he had already sunk into his memories …

"The night I first met Mi 'er, it was the most relaxing night of the month. I came back early and laid down by the Fallen Star River to take a light nap. At that time, Mi' er was unsteady on her feet and slipped off the Rainbow Bridge. I thought she was a new little fairy and didn't want to talk to her. But the Bi 'an suddenly went crazy and collided with her. I got up and apologized, but who would have thought that Mi' er didn't recognize a dragon tail and mistook me for a fish. She even mistook the Bi 'an for an ordinary deer in the kitchen."

When the Little White Dragon spoke to this point, the corners of his lips hooked up. His starry eyes twinkled like a crystal, and I was stunned for a moment.

"This kind of simple misunderstanding is really interesting. While I was stunned, she thought she had accidentally said something hurtful. She hurriedly used the example of the Victorious Fighting Buddha to comfort me.

In the vast Nine Heavens, this chance encounter was like the sand of the desert. I silently agreed and didn't explain. Who would have thought that she had clearly turned to leave, but she suddenly turned back and insisted on giving me the Heavenly Silk Rope to comfort me. Actually, Uncle Red Silk Rope had already given me who knows how many times, so how could it be used to comfort me? But this one was different. When I tied it around my wrist, I actually felt a trace of endless warmth …

"Afterwards, she followed us in the Demon Realm to subdue the Qiong Qi. That was the first time I learned that she could easily grow Frost Lingzhi. How could an ordinary flower spirit casually grow such a sacred item of the Flower Realm? That was why I went to the Flower Realm to visit her to confirm my suspicions. As expected, Mi 'er was the descendant of the Flower God, the eldest daughter of the Water God. Our engagement from four thousand years ago, the fiancée that I thought had yet to be born, I had never been so happy before. I had never looked forward to it so much. It was even the first time in thousands of years that I felt the night was long and cold like iron …"

"It's just … it's just that Xufeng, he actually … he actually knew about my engagement with Mi 'er, but he still … That night by the Purple Pool, I would rather have my body and soul destroyed … I had clearly given up again and again until I had almost nothing left. All I wanted in my life was a Mi' er, but he still wanted to take it away!"

The veins on the Little White Dragon's hand that was holding the shell cup bulged. The pitiful teacup was about to turn into powder. I hurriedly pulled his cold fingers away and secretly added some wine from the Xuan Jade Wine Jar. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"Since I was brought back to the Celestial realm by Tu Yao when I was young, I was a man of few words. I only wanted to make no mistakes. Even if she sent me the lowly and lonely position of the God of Night, I never complained.

I was the son of the Celestial Ruler, a general, so I should have an army. But in order to show that I didn't want to compete with Xufeng, I hung the war flag for hundreds of thousands of years without adding a single soldier … But she was still suspicious. She wanted to break my wings and demote me to an ordinary dragon … I used to think that as long as I didn't fight, didn't steal, didn't talk too much, didn't violate the rules, and carefully guarded the empty Xuanji Palace in the Celestial realm, guarding this cold night, I could be at peace with Mother Goddess. But I was wrong. It turned out that I was wrong from the beginning. My existence was a mistake. So no matter what I did, no matter how I struggled, it was all in vain … "

"More than hundreds of thousands of years of mother-son relationship, but it was a big lie. My mother was struggling at the bottom of Dongting Lake, living in fear all day long. How could Tu Yao listen to me calling her Mother Goddess while doing such a terrible thing?

She actually killed my mother in front of me! "

My fingertips, which were holding the teacup, were almost soaked in frost. It was so cold that I was shivering. I wanted to hear the romantic story of the little white dragon and the beauty, but I didn't want to hear the secrets of the immortals. This silly dragon was humiliated to this extent by a group of ridiculous fake gods!

Little White Dragon pulled out a mournful smile and tossed aside the shell cup. He directly reached for the Xuan Jade Jar in my bosom. As he tilted his head back, the translucent wine flowed down his slender neck and into his brocade collar. Perhaps the past was too heavy and sorrowful, the little White Dragon's mood changed greatly and unexpectedly messed up the weather. The bright sun in the bright day disappeared, and the peaceful Nine Heavens of the four seasons were suddenly covered by dark clouds and thunderbolts.

I looked up in surprise and my heart suddenly sank. I raised my hand and knocked over the Xuan Jade Jar in his hand!