The Queen Mother of the West closed her lips, abandoning her desire to persuade Zhong Qin, merely nodding slightly as she watched her hurry away.

If the initial conflict began because Li Ye wanted to kill the Fate Diviner, then after the Fate Diviner’s death, the fighting should have stopped. Unfortunately, too many harbored selfish desires, using Li Ye’s banner to eliminate opponents and seize power.

With heaven on the verge of collapse, who wouldn’t be anxious? Yet Li Ye had no desire to save the world. Once he established the formation boundary, no one could break through.

The Queen Mother of the West gazed steadily at the golden crow patterns appearing on the boundary for a while, then let out a long sigh.

A clear breeze blew towards the Seven-Colored Mountain’s boundary, making a detour around it.

Without anyone to disturb them, Er’er’s days passed in extreme comfort. Whenever Li Ye turned his head, he could see her small face beaming with an especially radiant smile.

She seemed to have no worries at all—eating, then sleeping, then eating again, occasionally throwing herself into his arms to act coquettishly, whispering sweet nothings to him.

“How could there be such a beautiful immortal in the world? Is it because you were the first, so Heaven showed special favoritism?”

“You were so fierce before, almost wanting lightning to strike me dead. If I didn’t truly like you, I would have run away long ago.”

Idly playing with her hair, Li Ye lightly snorted, his downcast eyes full of amusement: “Did you truly stay because you liked me, not because you feared death?”

The person in his arms paused, her voice instantly growing softer: “A bit of both.”

He lowered his head and bit her mercilessly.

Er’er cried out in pain, covering her lips pitifully: “But look how terrifying you were then, ready to kill at the slightest displeasure. I was already the bravest little immortal; anyone else would have packed their bags and descended to the mortal realm.”

“Anyone else would have died countless times already,” he corrected.

With a whimper, Er’er buried her head in his chest: “You’re impossible. Can’t you praise me a little? Praise my courage or my intelligence?”

Like a cat, she pouted in his arms, dissatisfied.

Li Ye smiled, stroking her head. After pondering for a moment, he earnestly praised her: “You have good taste.”

Er’er: “…”

Indeed, being the first immortal, not only were his features exceptionally blessed, but his shamelessness was equally blessed.

A palace maid, transformed from a palace lantern, brought up chicken soup. Er’er happily let go of him and turned to take it.

A bowl was placed in Li Ye’s hands. Though somewhat disdainful, he still picked up the spoon and took a sip.

Hmm, the transformed palace maid was also impressive; the soup was simmered almost as well as Er’er’s senior sister’s.

However, the little one beside him had just taken a sip when she paused.

Li Ye noticed and glanced at her sideways, but saw not a trace of worry on her face. She merely grimaced as she spat out a chicken bone, then exclaimed admiringly: “This tastes so good!”

With her eyes curved in a smile and her bright gaze, she looked completely normal. But as Li Ye watched, he felt something wasn’t quite right.

She hadn’t mentioned her immortal sect lately.

After Taihe’s death, Meng Wan supported the sect alone, but unfortunately, the mortal realm fell into chaos, the seasons became erratic, and many disciples died from plagues. Additionally, the Dragon Clan seized the opportunity to cause trouble, and the entire sect was destroyed in a flood.

By the time he learned of it, the immortal mountain where Taihe’s sect was located had already been reduced to flat ground.

Li Ye had tried to save some people, but too many eyes were watching his every move. For each person he saved, many more died. In the end, Yan Cha also died on an unknown immortal mountain.

When her corpse was brought before him, Li Ye felt somewhat panicked.

He knew how much this little one loved Yan Cha.

So his first reaction was to have people suppress this news, along with everything about the entire Taihe Immortal Sect, all sealed within a boundary.

He thought this would prevent her from knowing, and seeing her so happy every day made him happy too.

But just now, for a moment, Li Ye suddenly felt that she might already know.

His heart sank as he put down his bowl and pulled her onto his lap.

“Hmm?” Er’er was biting a chicken leg when she was suddenly moved. She was startled briefly before adjusting and settling on his lap, asking with her mouth full: “What’s wrong?”

Li Ye stared at her steadily and suddenly said: “If you miss your senior sister, I can invite her to visit.”

The little one before him smiled brightly: “Great, invite her three days from now.”

There was no inappropriate emotion; she just continued eating her chicken leg, appearing quite carefree.

Was he overthinking? Li Ye wondered.

That night, as Er’er lay in the crook of his arm, she suddenly said: “I think I might be at a loss. I’ve told you I like you so many times, but haven’t earned half a response from your lips.”

Li Ye heard this and chuckled: “What does it matter whether I respond or not?”

After all, they both knew in their hearts.

Unhappily, climbing up to cup his face, Er’er said: “Girls like to hear sweet words. Who wants tacit understanding? I’m common—I just love to hear you say it yourself.”

Slightly startled, Li Ye awkwardly turned his face away: “There’s nothing to say.”

“Wah~” Er’er immediately covered her face in fake tears. “People always say you, Supreme Gods, are coldhearted and unfaithful, that you don’t say it if you don’t truly like someone, just using pretenses to deceive young girls. After a hundred years, you’ll have another immortal partner.”

Her crying was very fake, but Li Ye still felt uncomfortable hearing it. He flipped her over, pinning her down, and bit her hard.

“The Heavenly Gate has fallen; immortals can no longer form bonds in the Ninth Heaven,” he said. “Stop fooling around with me.”

Er’er pouted, haughtily lifting her chin: “You’re just deceiving a young girl.”

Too lazy to argue with her, Li Ye snorted lightly, deciding to change “deceiving” to “bullying.” Deceiving young girls was boring; bullying was more interesting.

The moonlight within the boundary was clear and bright, with a peaceful and serene atmosphere hanging even on the treetops. Inside the palace, amorous sounds mingled with the warm orange palace lamps, truly resembling a place of indulgence in a prosperous era.

However, Li Ye could still learn of news from outside.

The Five Elements Immortal Sects had rallied for a counterattack. Zhong Qiu had been driven from the Ninth Heaven after just one day on the throne. The ghosts and spirits retreated, but the Ninth Heaven was already devastated. Immortals, seeking self-preservation, fled to the mortal realm, but the mortal realm had become a purgatory. Encountering Zhong Qiu and others again resulted in a new great war.

Zhong Qin came to the Immortal Island again, this time begging Li Ye to save Zhong Qiu’s life. Unfortunately, with the boundary blocking her, she could only kneel bewilderedly outside, waiting from dawn till dusk.

Li Ye had planned to go out for a while, but certainly not for them.

Xin Wu was still nurturing Long Xu’s soul, but recently, with the chaos in heaven and earth, spiritual energy had dispersed and was difficult to gather. He wanted to come to the Queen Mother’s Immortal Island but was blocked by the battlefield outside.

Li Ye initially didn’t want to help him either, but thinking of Long Xu, he said to Er’er: “I’ll go out for two days and return in two days.”

“Alright.” Er’er was sleeping sweetly and didn’t even open her eyes, just turning over and waving drowsily at him. “Go early, return early.”

Still concerned, Li Ye left several more protective boundaries, reached out to tuck in her blanket corners, and only then rose, sweeping his sleeve to disappear outside the door.