Name: Luowei

Gender: Female

Race: Spirit

Type: Luoshui Spirit

Rank: None

Attribute: Water

Title: Little Princess of Suozhao

Nicknames: Weiwei, Wei’er

Birthday: June 1st

Height: 165cm (minor), 170cm (adult)

Birthplace: Suozhao

Age at Debut: Fifteen (appearance of a 5-6 year old human)

Residence: Suozhao, Tianshi City

Specialties: Water manipulation, poetry

Hobbies: Shopping, eating

Wish: To become stronger, preferably an immortal

Appearance: Azure hair, snow-white skin

Family: Father Emperor Suozhao Konghua, Mother Queen of Suozhao, eldest sister Hengfang, second sister Liuying, adoptive brother Fu Chenzhi, Master Divine Lord Yinze

Partner Criteria: A good man who lives peacefully and contentedly

Name: Fu Chenzhi

Gender: Male

Race: Immortal (?)

Type: Unknown

Rank: Spiritual Being

Attribute: Unknown

Title: Tianheng Spiritual Being

Nicknames: Chenzhi, Tianheng

Birthday: June 28th

Height: 177cm (minor), 181cm (adult)

Birthplace: Unknown realm of immortals

Age at Debut: Twenty-one (appearance of a 7-8 year old human)

Residence: Suozhao, Tianshi City

Specialties: Swordsmanship

Hobbies: Sweets, dressing up

Wish: To marry Luowei

Appearance: Slender fox eyes, high nose, full lips

Family: Father unknown, mother Shangyan, adoptive sister Luowei, Master Divine Lord Yinze

Partner Criteria: Luowei

Name: Yinze

Gender: Male

Race: God

Type: Water God (inherited Gonggong’s position after angrily striking Mount Buzhou)

Rank: Divine Lord

Attribute: Water

Title: Divine Lord Yinze, Cangying God, God of the Azure Dragon

Nicknames: Chenzhi, Tianheng

Birthday: October 25th

Height: 183cm

Birthplace: Divine Realm Water Domain Heaven

Age at Debut: 7,863 years old (appearance of a 27-year-old human)

Residence: Divine Realm Water Domain Heaven, Immortal Realm Tianshi City

Specialties: Governing all waters of heaven and earth

Hobbies: Wine tasting, traveling the four seas

Wish: Unknown

Appearance: Black hair to the knees, water pattern markings on both cheekbones

Family: None

Partner Criteria: Unknown

After this underwater journey, I discovered a tragic fact: merpeople knew absolutely nothing about the gods and immortals of the upper realm. No wonder they dared to speak so boldly to the Divine Lord Yinze. As the jade waves crashed against the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, a mermaid beauty swayed her waist onto the shore. Her eyes were lazy and seductive, with a mole at the corner of her mouth, breasts large as spheres, clothes revealing as a courtesan’s—so shocking I dared not look.

She simply stood behind Yinze, hands on her hips, saying, “When this old lady said ‘man,’ I was referring to you, handsome young master. Are you playing dumb, or are you deaf?”

Snow flew wildly over the sea, the cold moon like frost. Yinze didn’t turn around, only slowly turned his head sideways, “You are the cook Huakui?”

His voice was extremely flat, yet cold and distant, carrying an air of natural authority that completely crushed Huakui’s momentum into a duck egg. Her mermaid tail retreated three or four inches, and she cleared her throat, “So what if I am?”

Yinze handed her the nine-colored clams he had taken earlier, “Make these into a cold dish. I’ll come to collect it in one hour.”

“Cold nine-colored clam? Do you know how much this old lady’s cooking is worth? You say make it, and I should make it? On what grounds…” She was about to throw a tantrum when she met Yinze’s casual glance and instantly weakened, “Making it is fine, but this old lady always requires fine wine to accompany nine-colored clam. Without good liquor, don’t expect to take it away even when it’s done.”

“I was planning to get wine anyway. Wei’er, wait for me here.” After saying this, Yinze walked over and whispered in my ear, “No need to tell her too much.”

After his instructions, a mist of water rose, and his figure had already traveled a thousand miles away under the bright moon.

Cook Huakui said, “Tsk tsk, what’s this person’s background anyway? His skills are quite good. His looks are also very good, but his personality is a bit lacking. Little girl, your taste is rather unique.”

I had just finished changing clothes and immediately waved my hands with a smile, “No, no, you’ve misunderstood. We’re not the kind of relationship you think. He’s my master.”

She toyed with the nine-colored clams, slowly approaching the stove. Originally graceful, after lighting the fire, she became as agile as a tiger in the wind.

She used magic to draw seawater, throwing the nine-colored clams into the water with one hand while rotating a kitchen knife with the other, saying smoothly, “I see. Master-disciple romance indeed has a special flavor.”

How exactly was this cook understanding things? Now I shook my head along with everything else, “No, he and I aren’t what you think…”

“Alright, alright, does the little girl think this old lady is so foolish? To be honest, your master is really to this old lady’s taste. What this old lady likes most is this type of noble and cold man, and his butt is quite perky.” She made a pinching gesture, ate a piece of raw shellfish meat, and said while chewing, “You can tell at a glance that the elasticity is very good. This kind of man has considerable… length.” When she said “length,” for some reason, her voice also drew out very long.

I suddenly didn’t feel cold anymore, then very quickly felt frozen solid from head to toe. Heavens, what exactly was she saying, daring to speak so rudely about the Divine Lord? But after struggling for a long time, all I could do was laugh dryly, “Cook, you… you… ha, haha…”

She curved her lips with a mocking expression, the mole at her mouth corner moving along, “Look how scared you are, your face is red again. The little girl is too pure. If it weren’t for seeing how deeply he cares for you, this old lady would make an effort.”

At this moment, I clearly felt my heart skip a beat, “He cares for me? Where does this conclusion come from?”

She spun her blade, scooping out the shellfish meat piece by piece, “This old lady has traveled all over the Eastern Sea and seen every type of man. A man like him, you can tell at a glance he’s had plenty of women. But just now, when you were stripped like that, he still didn’t make a move, which shows his feelings run very deep.”

I said helplessly, “Cook, you’re overthinking. He didn’t make a move because he truly sees me as his disciple.”

She looked back at me, raised her sharp knife, and gently waved it twice, “Fine, you’re right about everything.”

After that, Cook Huakui concentrated on cooking and didn’t talk to me much more. By the time Yinze returned, she had already finished a plate of cold nine-colored clam. Taking the wine Yinze brought back, I said, “Master, leave the rest to me. It’s getting late, you should go back and rest first.”

“Leaving you alone in this desolate sea—do you think your life is too long?” He took the wine back and handed it to Cook Huakui, “How is this wine?”

Cook Huakui shot me a provocative look. Though she said nothing, I seemed to hear her eyes saying, “What a deeply caring master indeed.” I felt somewhat indignant and turned my head away, refusing to look at them.

She took the wine and slowly smelled it, her pupils suddenly dilating, “This is… Flowing Cloud Wine?”

Yinze said, “Correct.”

Cook Huakui said in amazement, “To retrieve the immortal wine Flowing Cloud in such a short time, could it be that Your Excellency is… from the Divine Realm?”

Yinze said, “May I take the dish now?”

Cook Huakui dropped to her knees with a “thud,” presenting the cold nine-colored clam with both hands. “This servant’s knowledge is insufficient, actually failing to recognize the divine being’s true form. Please, Your Excellency, be magnanimous and don’t lower yourself to this servant’s level. And please, little immortal maiden, don’t mind what this servant said earlier. If this servant had known your master was a god, I definitely wouldn’t have spoken such frivolous nonsense.”

Yinze didn’t say much to her and turned to leave with me. After hearing Cook Huakui’s final words, my heart received quite a shock. First, because her attitude changed so drastically, instantly transforming from “this old lady” to “this servant.” Second, because she hoped I wouldn’t mind what she had said. Presumably, after learning Master’s true identity, she, like me, was certain he wasn’t someone easily approached. For some unknown reason, thinking of this made me inexplicably dejected…

We delivered the cold nine-colored clam and Flowing Cloud wine to the snow snake. The snow snake’s cold blood boiled as he wildly flicked his tongue, even acting like a weathered old man, drinking wine, gnawing meat, gazing at the moon, and sighing deeply, saying a bunch of nonsense: “Snake life is sufficient like this. If Miss Luowei would lay eggs for me, I wouldn’t mind dying…”

Having resolved this matter, we rode the wind and moon, returning to Tianshi City along the way. Back at Cangying Manor, I was already exhausted and wanted to return to my room early to rest, but I saw a black shadow dart through the garden. Instinctively knowing danger was occurring, my speed was completely inferior to that black shadow.

I saw a silver light flash, gleaming brightly in the corner—an extremely powerful sword energy pressed toward me! Just as I was about to cast magic to resist the attack, a thin, transparent ice shield blocked in front of me! That was magic Yinze had cast! I turned my head to see him standing in front of me, facing the one pointing a sword at us—Fu Chenzhi!

I cried out in shock, “Brother?! Why is this—”

At this moment, Fu Chenzhi’s eyes glowed red, half his body buried in darkness. His breathing became white, cold mist, his chest rising and falling, his gasping completely inhuman, more like a bloodthirsty beast on the verge of madness. He opened his mouth, exhaling a long breath through his throat, his voice hoarse. His hands struck several snow-white sword flowers with such force that they pierced the sky, looking completely mad. However, his swordsmanship remained as skilled as ever, inheriting Master’s sharp speed.

“Stand back.”

Yinze pushed me backward, turning sideways toward Fu Chenzhi, extending his right hand with palm facing Fu Chenzhi. A magic array descended from the sky, framing Fu Chenzhi within it. Fu Chenzhi struggled desperately, shrieking wildly, but was finally pressed down, kneeling on the ground. Yinze withdrew his arm, waved his sleeve forward, his jade ring glowing faintly.

Fu Chenzhi’s red eyes suddenly widened, then the blood color dispersed, returning to their original appearance. His body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

I quickly ran over to support him, asking anxiously, “Master, what happened to brother?”

Yinze said, “He practiced too diligently and was corrupted by evil energy while fighting demons. I just dispersed the evil energy from his body—he’s fine now. Help him back to his room to rest.”

Just because he practiced too diligently and fought with demons, he could become like this? Cultivation was a dangerous discipline. Fortunately, Master was present; otherwise, I might have been cleaved in half by my brother, truly like a toad jumping on one’s foot, scaring someone to death. After sending my brother back to his bedroom, I also returned to my room.

Having been away for several days, seeing my little warm bed and the extraordinarily enthusiastic Xuanyue filled me with nostalgia. I quickly fell asleep on the bed, dreamless through the night.

However, the next morning was the same as always—after the rooster crowed, I had to go to Mount Baidi for cultivation. Seeing me return, fellow disciples were all very considerate, asking after my well-being for a long time. Having not rested enough the previous night, I swayed through a morning of magic practice, and by noon break time, I casually found a grassy spot to sleep.

Thinking of everything that had happened these past days, my mood remained exceptionally complex, and I drifted into a half-dream, half-awake state in confusion.

Unconsciously, something ice-cold wrapped around my feet. The sensation was both itchy and creepy. I couldn’t help but open my drowsy eyes to find mist swirling around, incense burning in braziers, and the mountain scenery hazy. Yet that ice-cold touch hadn’t retreated—instead, it wound up my calves to my waist.

I wanted to get up to see what was happening, but couldn’t move my body no matter what. Then hissing sounds arose. When that thing wrapped around my chest, shoulders, and neck, finally showing its face, I was so frightened my limbs went weak, and I broke into cold sweat—it was a thick white snake!

“Miss Luowei, it’s been a while. Have you missed me?” The one speaking was that snow snake.

“So it’s you.” I breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, “You followed me to Tianshi City. What’s your purpose?”

The snow snake flicked its tongue, “Naturally to do egg-laying business with Miss Luowei.”

I should have expected this—his life’s meaning lay in laying eggs. Seeing the snow snake lean down, I pushed it, “If you want to do egg-laying business, at least change back to human form.” Wait, what was I saying? Could it be that seeing my brother possessed by evil, I was also possessed?

“Very well.”

The snow snake loosened its tight coils around my body and slithered to the roadside with a hiss. Then, in the mist, he transformed into an elegant young master in white, turning back to smile at me gracefully. I propped myself up to sit, but looking down discovered that my clothes had been changed into that mermaid dress, and just like on the Eastern Sea shore, it was soaked through with a tear in it.

I looked at all this in confusion, then saw the snow snake sit by the bed, smiling as he gazed at me, his fingers lightly pinching that piece of fabric. “Miss Luowei, I’m going to remove this.”

I paused and pushed his hand away, “No.”

Who knew mist would drift over, covering his face, but his voice became cold as an icy sea, “Then may I?”

“…Master?”

The mist dispersed, and the person sitting beside me had become Yinze. I was so shocked I couldn’t speak, but saw him grab my wrist, bringing my fingers to his lips to kiss them one by one tenderly.

Then he confined me between his arms, gently biting my earlobe, his voice muffled as it brushed past my ear. Each word passed through my eardrums, becoming unprecedentedly gentle: “Wei’er, do you want me?”

I was already completely lost and bewildered, “Want… what does want mean…”

The following words couldn’t be completed. Because after he kissed my earlobe a few times, I had completely lost all defensive ability, my hands trembling as I embraced his neck, wanting to be even closer to him…

This most terrifying nightmare of my life ended with the cry of the Chongming bird. The winter sun at noon was brilliant, and the weather was also cold. Looking at my reflection in the stream, I discovered that both my dark circles and red flush were as brilliant as halos.

I hugged my head and crouched by the shore, so dejected that I wanted to drown myself in the water. If I had only dreamed of the snow snake coiling around me, I would at most feel uncomfortable. But the second half being replaced by Master… even if it was just a dream, it inevitably made me feel self-loathing.

People say you dream of what you think about during the day. But I only had reverent feelings toward Master. No matter how others misunderstood, I never dared have even half a transgression. Why exactly would I have such a dream? Could it be that after transforming into a demon for several days, even my thoughts became demonic? Or was it because the little incident on the Eastern Sea island bothered me greatly?

I stood on Mount Baidi, gazing toward Master’s Cangying Manor, sighing deeply, then knelt in the deep grass and kowtowed several times in that direction.

Master, though you don’t know, this disciple still did something wrong to you. Please forgive this disciple—after silently reciting this several times, I patted my pants and stood up.

Only my cheeks continued to feel like they’d been stewed by fire, unable to cool down no matter what. I knelt by the stream to wash my face, then returned to chat with my junior sisters. The dream earlier was too realistic—I was distracted for quite a while. Suddenly, I heard someone call out, “Divine Lord Yinze!”

Like the other junior sisters, I turned back to look. But looking around, behind me was only Ruoli with a suspicious expression, and no one else. What exactly was this Ruoli scheming…

After a day of cultivation ended, we returned to Cangying Gate to prepare for dinner. Following my martial uncle’s orders, I went to the inner section of the library to find a book. But just as I stepped inside, Ruoli followed me in.

She quietly closed the door and gave me a meaningful smile, “Luowei, you hide your emotions deeply. If I hadn’t observed, I probably never would have known in my lifetime that you’re not my rival in love at all. The person you like isn’t Third Senior Brother.”

I smiled, “Senior Sister, look how long you’ve misunderstood me. From the beginning, I was never your rival in love.”

Ruoli laughed triumphantly, “Of course, that’s because the person you like is Divine Lord Yinze.”

I was stunned, “What?”

She opened her mouth and spoke a few words lightly, “You like Divine Lord Yinze.”

Hearing this name, I felt like lightning had struck my head. “Are you also possessed? That’s Master—how is this possible?”

“Others might think it’s impossible, but just now I didn’t see anything wrong. You were sleeping in the grass, continuously calling ‘Master, Master’ in that kind of lustful voice. Later, when I called out ‘Divine Lord Yinze,’ everyone who turned back had fearful expressions—only you had seven parts anticipation and three parts infatuation on your face. Hehe, I’ve heard about all your affairs. You fled the immortal realm because you were jealous of Goddess Qingwu, forcing the Divine Lord to find you. But seeing you return to Tianshi City, constantly sighing and looking worried, it’s because your seduction of the Divine Lord failed, right? Junior Sister Luowei, if this matter spreads, your fate probably won’t be as simple as expulsion from the sect. What do you think?”

At this moment, my palms were sweating. She was talking nonsense, so why did I feel so guilty? But I still put on a smile, “Senior Sister, this story is well made up—thrilling and exciting. Continue making it up, I love listening.”

Ruoli’s face flushed red with anger, “You do like Divine Lord Yinze, don’t deny it! Luowei, if you know what’s good for you, stay away from Fu Chenzhi. Otherwise, I’ll let everyone in Tianshi City know that you like your master!”

I said nonchalantly, “Mm, though spreading petty gossip everywhere damages Senior Sister’s image, if it can make Senior Sister feel better, go ahead and do it.”

Dealing with small fry like Ruoli never required much thought. She was quickly angered into leaving by me. But after she left, I inexplicably felt low. Recently, my emotions kept fluctuating wildly—this wasn’t a good sign. Lately, the number of people misunderstanding us has only increased. If this continued, it would probably bring Master a lot of trouble. I wondered how much longer I could stay by his side at this rate.

I sighed and pushed open the door to enter the inner library, but didn’t expect someone to be inside: outside the window, clouds were light and sky high. Yinze was holding a writing brush, sitting by the window, looking up at me calmly.

Without thinking, I directly turned around and left, closing the door. But after standing dazed outside the door for a moment, I felt that running away now would be like having a guilty conscience. I, Luowei, was an upright and honest good disciple. Why should I not dare face Master just because of a few casual words from others?

Thinking of this, I relaxed and pushed open the door again, “This disciple greets Master! Master is, as always, clear-minded and glowing with health!”

I looked at his ink, immediately ran over, and used water manipulation to help grind the ink. He picked up his brush again, dipped it in the ink stone, and called, “Wei’er.”

“This disciple is here! What are Master’s instructions?”

“I heard everything.”

The spinning water droplets paused, and I also froze, “Is… is that so? Anyway, Senior Sister was just being idle with nothing better to do. She likes my brother and tries every way to monopolize him, so she makes up stories. You don’t need to pay attention to her.”

“Was there any truth to what she said?”

I magnanimously waved my hand, “Not a single word was true.”

After that, he didn’t respond again, not even saying “good.” His reaction was too calm—no smile, no anger, completely emotionless. This made me unable to maintain my footing, and I said somewhat redundantly, “Master, it’s one thing for others to say such things, but if you also think this way, believing this disciple is such a filthy and despicable person, then this disciple would truly die of injustice.”

He still only focused on writing without speaking. I said urgently, “I have complete loyalty toward you and have never tried to hide anything. How can you listen to others’ one-sided words and completely negate…”

I heard a “crack” as he threw the brush in his hand onto the table. The brush rolled onto the ground and broke into two pieces. I was so scared I nearly wet myself and quickly knelt, “This disciple was wrong!”

He said coldly, “What were you wrong about this time?”

I said anxiously, “I… I don’t know either. I only know Master is unhappy, and when Master is unhappy, it must be because this disciple did something wrong. Perhaps my manner of speaking with Ruoli earlier was improper, but Master, you must believe this disciple. This disciple worships you and respects you, but truly has no improper thoughts toward you whatsoever.”

Yinze seemed to be truly pondering the meaning of my words, nodding and smiling, “Well said, continue.”

I said tremblingly, “This disciple is very good at staying in her proper place, always hoping to return to my homeland in the future, marry a Suozhao man, and live a peaceful life.”

“Very good, continue.”

“Master is high and mighty, a perfect match with Goddess Qingwu. This disciple not only lacks such intentions but even if I had them, would never dare to break you apart…” By the end, I curled into a ball and deeply kowtowed to him.

The cold wind was fierce, and ink froze in the stone. Yinze didn’t appreciate it and only laughed once more, “Finished?”

“Yes, yes.”

Without another word, he swept his sleeves and left.

Hearing his footsteps gradually fade away, I breathed a sigh of relief, turned over, and sat on the ground, wiping away sweat, unable to move for a long while.

Saying those words still made me feel guilty. It was all my fault for having that kind of dream earlier—truly a grave sin.

No matter how I tried to disguise it, Master was always perceptive and must have noticed some ominous signs. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be inexplicably displeased, much less show that kind of smile… No, I couldn’t think about it anymore. The more I thought, the more I felt I had no face to confront him.