White Maiden pondered it over and over, but she still could not think of a way to repay his kindness.
He was a river god, and his divine power might even surpass hers.
But there was no point overthinking it.
She decided to arrange a chance encounter.
Only this time, it would be an encounter between a god and a demon.
No longer an encounter between a demon pretending to be human and a human.
Soon afterward, the two met near West Lake.
They met at night.
White Maiden walked straight up to him.
Just as she was about to cast a spell, she suddenly began hesitating again.
It would be easier to pretend she did not know his identity, then marry him in his true identity.
Wenren Sheng watched from the side.
To be honest, he could not understand White Maiden's way of thinking either.
All he could say was that the world of myths was a world that judged by looks.
For example, when Sun Wukong and Tang Seng went out together, Sun Wukong was obviously the stronger one, yet everyone looked at Tang Seng...
And so came the familiar chance-encounter routine.
A chance meeting at West Lake.
Then came the hero saving the beauty.
A bully tried to seize a bride, and Xu Xian saved her.
Then came the matchmaking and marriage proposal.
But Xu Xian was, after all, a river god.
He sensed that something was off.
He always felt that that immortal sister was somewhat unlike mortals.
But again, this was a world that judged by looks.
So Xu Xian half-willingly, half-reluctantly buried those feelings.
Wenren Sheng really wanted to ask, had his Divine Eye grown there for nothing?
Clearly, all he had to do was touch her with smoke to see her true form,