Behind Xi Wang Mu’s throne in Kunlun’s main hall, there was a secret space—a secret I had never known about during my time in Kunlun.
Xi Wang Mu had hidden a stone mirror in that secret space.
On the evening of June 2nd, Xie Zhuo, keeping it from my past self, met with Xi Wang Mu in front of that stone mirror.
During the day, Xie Zhuo had accompanied “me” to pay respects to Xi Wang Mu in the hall, but in this private meeting, Xie Zhuo did not bow.
When Xi Wang Mu met Xie Zhuo, her expression was solemn, and the first question she asked wasn’t about “my” marriage to Xie Zhuo.
“You sealed him away?”
Over these years, all the Main Gods of various mountains knew of Xie Zhuo, though some had met him and some had not.
Xi Wang Mu, as it happened, had never truly met Xie Zhuo face to face before this time, but they weren’t strangers either.
Xie Zhuo simply nodded in response to Xi Wang Mu’s question, but then he turned his gaze to one side.
Seeing this, Xi Wang Mu glanced at the stone mirror.
“You can’t hide from him. Come out.”
From behind the stone mirror emerged a smiling person—it was the old fox, Qin Shuyan.
“Young Master Xie Zhuo, I’ve long admired your name. I am Qin Shuyan, Kunlun’s Word Keeper.”
Word Keepers were the network of informants placed throughout the world by the Main Gods.
They were responsible for keeping the matters of evil spirits secret and sending people who accidentally learned the truth to the Undying City.
Floating beside Xie Zhuo as a soul, watching this scene, I finally understood why Xie Zhuo would, after marrying me, come to know Qin Shuyan and be willing to trust him.
Because… they were both people who kept secrets from the world, advancing in the night.
Qin Shuyan’s Emerald Lake Terrace, a place that seemed chaotic and would breed evil spirits and corpse ghosts, was actually collecting information about evil spirits and corpse ghosts.
“A few months ago, we suddenly lost track of you and the Evil God. The Main Gods, and we were quite frantic for several days,” Qin Shuyan waved his fan a couple of times. “If we hadn’t seen the evil miasma in the world decreasing, we would have prepared for the worst.”
Xie Zhuo glanced at Qin Shuyan and said, “I sealed him in a magma cave beneath Kunlun.”
Xi Wang Mu frowned slightly: “For now, you can only seal him? Have you found a way to eliminate the Evil God?”
Xie Zhuo shook his head…
I grew somewhat excited on the side.
I have a way! It’s just that this method I know now still needs to wait five hundred years.
Five hundred years later, when Xie Zhuo could toss Pangu Fu like a toy, when he reached the peak of his cultivation, then I could tell him this method!
Just wait a little longer, it’s almost time!
But I couldn’t tell them these things now.
Seeing Xi Wang Mu and Xie Zhuo fall silent, Qin Shuyan smiled again, interrupting their mood:
“Regardless, now that he’s sealed and the evil miasma in the world has decreased, it’s already a good thing. A few days ago, people guarding outside the Undying City also sent news, saying they saw a message transmitted by Main God Ji on the wind and snow barrier. It said that the evil miasma in the Undying City has also greatly decreased. Young Master Xie Zhuo’s sealing has already alleviated many dangers.”
Hearing this, Xie Zhuo silently nodded.
“Things are temporarily improving, but we still need to find a method to completely resolve this.”
“But there’s one thing I don’t understand,” Qin Shuyan said, looking at Xie Zhuo with a smile. “Young Master Xie Zhuo bears such a heavy responsibility. Why would you still want to marry a minor immortal in Kunlun?”
As soon as Qin Shuyan said this, Xi Wang Mu also looked at him inquiringly.
I especially paid close attention to Xie Zhuo’s expression.
I saw Xie Zhuo remain silent for a moment, looking at Qin Shuyan, then said seriously: “She is already an Upper Immortal.”
To be honest, when I heard this answer, I was a bit confused.
Let’s just say, Xie Zhuo, the point you care about seems somewhat skewed…
“It’s good that Jiu Xia has ascended to Upper Immortal. But without your help, could she… possibly have succeeded in passing the tribulation?” Xi Wang Mu’s gaze was clear and sharp.
Xie Zhuo, neither humble nor arrogant, with a steady tone, said: “She could…”
“If she could, why did you help?” Qin Shuyan also asked provocatively from the side.
Xie Zhuo was silent for a moment: “She could, but it would have been very difficult.”
Qin Shuyan continued asking: “You didn’t want her to be severely injured during the tribulation?”
“I didn’t want that.”
“Why?”
Xie Zhuo remained silent…
“Could it be that you truly fell in love with Fu Jiuxia?” Qin Shuyan pressed persistently.
“I…” Xie Zhuo frowned, his expression somewhat hesitant, as if extremely difficult to decide. “I don’t know.” He looked at Qin Shuyan with confusion: “I don’t know. When the heavenly thunder fell, by the time I realized, I had already formed a blood oath with her.”
His confused answer left Qin Shuyan momentarily speechless. After a pause, he said:
“Then you do love her.”
“What is love?”