Spring Flowers Will Bloom

This fairy, why is she cursing?

On the rocky beach beside the small island, Wu Wang sat cross-legged on a cushion, eyes closed and spirit focused, appearing to be meditating.

However, the phantom image of his soul in his spiritual platform was propping up its chin, swinging its feet, and tossing the Flame Emperor Token back and forth.

As excited as he was, he hadn't lost his reason, nor did he feel the other party was obligated to reciprocate his feelings; he also knew that it was mainly due to his strange illness that he developed strong affections for any woman he could interact with.

He tried to analyze the situation, but it was no use.

Although his rationality constantly reminded him that Jingwei's condition was unstable, and his current enthusiasm might ultimately be like the foam of the waves, just a fleeting spark.

But…

"This must be youth, youth."

Wu Wang looked at the tireless bird repeatedly filling the sea and sighed softly.

What a sin.

'I'll wait for Senior Shennong to arrive before dealing with anything else.'

Wu Wang thought this, finally making up his mind not to disturb this elder fairy of the human race for the time being.

He also had many things to attend to, the most crucial being his own cultivation.

After being given anointing by Senior Shennong, he had become immensely powerful in one go, accepting and comprehending the Condense Core realm. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he could consolidate his own realm.

Wu Wang let out a soft breath, recited the Clear Heart incantation a few times to calm himself, and the incantations for the first to third levels of the Flame Emperor Art flowed through his mind as he sank his consciousness into each circulation of his energy.

Before long, Wu Wang opened his eyes, a hint of confusion in them.

Why did it feel like cultivating the Flame Emperor Art here was so much smoother?

He extended his Spiritual Consciousness, carefully sensing the situation within the great formation, and soon made a new discovery.

The great formation set up by Senior Shennong did not impede the exchange of Spiritual Energy in and out, but it weakened the influence of the Great Wilderness Dao principles, artificially creating a small blessed land for Immortal Cultivation.

Immortal Cultivation was inherently about cultivating oneself, and achieving the Dao meant slowly unfolding one's own Dao within the world, or attaching oneself to an existing Great Dao.

Cultivating here could indeed yield twice the results with half the effort.

Wu Wang glanced at the Jingwei bird soaring in the distance, feeling somewhat more balanced. He closed his eyes, focused his spirit, and began his secluded cultivation in this place.

Thus, half a month later.

Wu Wang had confirmed that his cultivation realm was not inflated; Senior's anointing technique was truly extraordinary.

— He had genuinely worried about his cultivation being watered down before.

He wondered if Senior was still fighting those powerful Innate Gods. If he won, would he also get some credit?

'I, along with Human Emperor Shennong, defeated Lu Wu, Ying Zhao, and other gods.'

Tsk, the art of language.

Another half a month passed like this…

"Is Senior Shennong ever going to arrive?"

Wu Wang watched the Jingwei fairy still flying back and forth, his state of mind becoming somewhat restless.

Cultivation, cultivation, only cultivation could make him forget the passage of time and suppress the little hearts that occasionally popped up in his mind.

Another approximately two months passed.

Wu Wang slapped his thigh and stood up, taking two steps towards Jingwei, his eyes filled with determination.

Since Senior Shennong intended to fulfill his wish, he would now utilize his major in theoretical relationship studies from his past life to experience the taste of love!

But after taking a few steps, he stopped dejectedly.

He couldn't help but question himself internally:

'Wu Wang, what do you think of Fairy Jingwei? Just because your strange illness prevents you from touching anyone else, does that mean she has to be with you?

What's the difference between that and breaking your leg and expecting a beautiful woman passing by to take care of you for the rest of your life?

What kind of overbearing and unreasonable logic is that?

She's special to you, but you're not special to her.'

Wu Wang drooped his head, feeling dejected for a while. He walked back to the shade at the edge of the beach, sat cross-legged again, and embraced his original unity, absorbing wisps of fire energy from heaven and earth.

He actually wanted to rush forward desperately, but he still couldn't convince himself.

Time flowed by, and after half a year on the island.

"Cultivation is truly interesting."

Wu Wang opened his left hand, and a ball of pale white flame danced in his palm. It had only been a few days since he broke through his realm, yet his inner comprehension was already overflowing again.

He discovered that he had taken a shortcut.

He started with the Star Invocation Technique, which made it easier to gain power by borrowing it from the Star Gods, rapidly improving his Spiritual Sense. Then, through his mother's actions, he was able to cultivate both techniques simultaneously and embark on the path of Immortal Cultivation.

A powerful Spiritual Sense made it easier to sense the Great Dao, easier to control the fire Spiritual Energy around him, and easier to resonate with the Great Dao.

From the early to the middle stage of Condense Core, he had actually only taken half a year.

Of course, such good fortune is only applicable before the Nascent Soul stage. As Wu Wang's cultivation realm increases, the advantages brought by his powerful spiritual consciousness will be matched by cultivators of the same realm.

Wu Wang calculated that it would be no problem for him to catch up to Ji Mo's cultivation realm within twenty years.

Provided he could continue cultivating peacefully in such a blessed land without any disturbances.

This place is truly wonderful. The Human Emperor's efforts are indeed extraordinary; it even saved a lot on spirit gathering formations and spirit stones.

Wu Wang smiled and shook his head, then walked to the simple wooden hut beside him. He stood before the wooden easel, watching the birds that passed by the window on time, holding a brush and waiting for a while.

Soon, he painted a new picture of birds spreading their wings and wrote a short passage beside it.

'No abnormalities observed in the last three days. Jingwei maintains the state of filling the sea. The period for self-release from this state remains thirty-six days. Jingwei's awakening time has been observed to be the hour of Zi (midnight).'

Not long after, the Jingwei bird flew past the window, flapping its wings. Wu Wang watched it with a smile for a moment, put down the brush in his hand, and returned to his meditation spot.

He was observing Jingwei.

But this was not out of voyeurism; it was a very proper observation of the Jingwei bird's soul state.

In case Senior Shennong's purpose for sending him here was merely the first layer—to help Jingwei—he at least needed to be aware of the situation.

Jingwei's condition was, in fact, quite dire.

Wu Wang had now discovered that her constant filling of the sea was actually a method of nurturing her soul. In the state of filling the sea, her soul could remain condensed and not dissipate.

And when she awakened every thirty-six days, transforming into human form or simply remaining as the Jingwei bird, a trace of her soul would dissipate.

How to keep her soul condensed even when she transformed into human form was the 'topic' Wu Wang had been contemplating during his cultivation.

He couldn't just go up to her and ask:

'Interested in a relationship, Fairy? The kind where you'll scatter your soul while dating?'

That would be too improper.

To solve this problem, Wu Wang's exploration in the field of Immortal Cultivation yielded no results, so he turned his attention to Star Invocation Technique, which he was most skilled at.

Thus, after a year and three months on the island.

"Senior Shennong, please forgive my lack of etiquette!"

As midnight approached, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Wu Wang stood up, let out a gentle breath, and looked at the divine tree emitting a soft glow in the night. He then strode towards it.

No, he still needed to review.

Wu Wang pulled out a small piece of paper from his sleeve and looked at the self-made strategy and daily tips for pursuing fairies written on it. His fingertips conjured a tiny flame, completely burning the paper without leaving any evidence.

He brushed back his long hair, leaned against the tree trunk, and waited for the Jingwei bird to fly back from the seaside.

According to Wu Wang's calculations, she should have awakened on her own by the time she flew back...

As expected, he caught sight of it from afar: the colorful feathers on Jingwei's forehead gradually dimmed, and her eyes regained their spirit.

Then, she spread her wings, circled, and landed in the nearby medicinal garden.

Wu Wang smiled calmly, having anticipated this situation. He took out a thick paper book from his sleeve, turned to face the tree trunk, and began to emit bursts of suppressed laughter.

He had received professional training; even the slightest bit of humor could make him burst into laughter.

After laughing for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

Wu Wang heard the flapping sounds. His spiritual consciousness captured the image of the Jingwei bird landing on a branch above his head. He continued to flip through the pages of the book in his hands.

With a soft poof, a young girl in a light green short skirt sat on the branch, swinging her bare feet. She quietly asked, "What is this?"

It worked!

Wu's First Technique for Pursuing Fairies!

Wu Wang acted as if he had been disturbed, looked up at the girl, and tried his best to keep his gaze focused on her lovely face.

"This is a picture book," Wu Wang said with a smile. "Would you like to read it, Fairy? It's quite interesting."

Jingwei blinked gently. "You can flip through it. I can see it from here. You don't need to pay attention to me."

The strange accent in her speech had largely disappeared. It was clear that she had not spoken for a long time and had forgotten how to converse with people.

Wu Wang smiled and agreed, flipping through the picture book in front of him while observing Jingwei's expression with his spiritual consciousness.

Soon, the thick picture book was finished, and Jingwei's eyes showed a hint of lingering interest.

Wu Wang smiled. "Would you like to come down and take a look, Fairy? There are even more interesting scenes inside."

"What kind of scenes?"

She looked at Wu Wang with some wariness. Wu Wang simply smiled and looked at her.

A moment later, Jingwei jumped down from the branch and stood about two feet away from Wu Wang.

Wu Wang placed the book in front of her, held a corner of the book, and let it rustle as he flipped through it.

Jingwei looked intently, and at the corner of the book appeared two matchstick figures fighting, wielding swords, spears, and halberds as they clashed.

She covered her mouth and giggled, finding it quite novel.

Wu Wang turned the book, swiped at a corner on the other side, and a small deer appeared, hopping around inside. He flipped the book over again and cast a spell.

Jingwei's laughter was constant, her eyes full of curiosity.

Wu Wang handed the book over. Without hesitation, she nodded, took it, and kept flipping through it under the tree, watching the animated stick figures. She was having a grand time.

Wu Wang released a crystal ball that emitted a faint yellow glow. A sprinkle of starlight fell upon him and Jingwei, giving her a slight feeling of warmth.

"This is..."

"A small spell," Wu Wang explained. "It can help you stay clear-headed for a bit longer without any harm."

"Thank you."

Jingwei replied, then raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and continued to flip through the thick book in her hands.

Before long, Jingwei reluctantly returned the book to Wu Wang and asked softly, "Did... Father send you?"

"You could say that."

Wu Wang nodded with a smile. Seeing Jingwei's expression dim slightly, he immediately understood something and sighed, "Actually, I've only met Senior Shennong a few times.

That day, Senior Shennong and I were picking herbs outside when we were suddenly attacked by several powerful Innate Gods. Senior Shennong pushed me, and I ended up here."

"Is he in danger?"

Jingwei's eyes were full of concern as she quickly asked, "Were they very powerful enemies?"

Wu Wang immediately got the picture.

There was some unpleasantness between this father and daughter, yet they cared deeply for each other.

As expected of the Fairy he had taken an interest in.

"Don't worry, although they were tricky, the elder senior will have no problem dealing with them," Wu Wang said with a smile. "The elder senior asked me to wait here for a few years.

He was also afraid you'd be lonely and wanted someone to keep you company."

"That's not necessary."

Jingwei pursed her lips and was about to jump back onto the tree branch.

A faint light flashed from Wu Wang's sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, he was holding a pile of books, muttering dejectedly, "Then didn't I draw all these for nothing?"

Jingwei stopped in her tracks, let out a few soft hums, turned, and stared at the pile of books in Wu Wang's hands for a moment, her lips pouting slightly.

"Hmph, I'm considering the effort you put in..."

Wu Wang couldn't help but smile.

That night, under the Divine Tree, in just half an hour.

The two of them, separated by three feet, kept flipping through the small books in front of them.

Amidst the rustling of pages, the simple animations seemed exceptionally interesting.

Wu Wang looked at the small trinkets he had made in the Northern Plains stored in his Storage Treasure, then looked up at the girl who sat with her legs together, her laughter constant, her eyes always crinkled into crescent moons.

His Dao heart was clear and unhindered, feeling refreshed and at ease.

It wasn't until the familiar colorful feather appeared on Jingwei's forehead that she reluctantly put down the book and said to Wu Wang, "I... I have to change back."

"Ahem, that," Wu Wang asked as if casually, "Before, did Senior Shennong send anyone to keep you company?"

Jingwei blinked. "You're the first person besides Father to come here."

With that, she stood up and did a turn, her long hair and skirt swaying gently, bringing with them the sound of tinkling silver bells.

"I've never been this happy before either."

"My name is Wu Wang."

"Mmm... My name is Nuwa."

"Well, see you next time."

Wu Wang said this. Jingwei chuckled and, in a puff of smoke, transformed into a Jingwei bird and flew towards the treetop.

Under the tree, Wu Wang grinned and waved his hands in the air, punching a few times with great force.

The most difficult first step had been taken!

"Jin Wei?"

A crisp bird cry came from the tree branch. Wu Wang instantly stood straight and turned, his face already restored to a refined smile. "Fairy, what is it?"

It gently shook its head, and a Spirit Fruit it held in its beak landed in Wu Wang's palm. It then turned and flew back to the treetop.

A moment later, it resumed its task of filling the sea, flying back and forth with its obsession.

Wu Wang brought the Spirit Fruit to his nose and sniffed it. He judged it to be extremely precious, containing a massive amount of Fire Attribute Spiritual Power that could thicken the Dao foundation and consolidate true essence. Even without refining it into a pill, consuming it directly would yield extraordinary results.

He swallowed the fruit in one gulp, gathered up all the picture books, stored them in a special pouch, and hummed a tune as he floated towards the seaside cottage.

Ah, Mother, he might be... in love.

At the same time, in the deepest part of the Northern Plains' starry sky, within that Great Hall.

Cang Xue, who had been standing with her eyes closed, leaning on her staff, wore a gentle smile at the corner of her lips. It was unclear what she was seeing.

Where starlight fell, there the Dao of Stars existed.

"A remnant soul..."

She opened her eyes, divine light shining within them. Yet, after the divine light, there were traces of memory and contemplation.

After an unknown amount of time.

Without any warning, the staff in Cang Xue's hand trembled slightly. The leader of the Seven-Day Sacrifice immediately gripped her staff tightly, divine light erupting in her eyes as she scanned the starry sky.

Why was there such a fluctuation?

After searching for a while longer, Cang Xue closed her eyes again. Above the divine hall, the magnificent silhouette of a Star God's body slowly emerged.

Across the Northern Plains, the myriad stars shone brightly, and priests bowed their heads in worship.

Finally, Cang Xue located the source of the disturbance. She looked toward the southeast of the Great Wilderness, toward Wu Wang within a great array in the deep sea of the East Sea, with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"This?"

The Star God's body above the great hall slowly faded, and the stars in the Northern Plains returned to normal.

Cang Xue closed her eyes once more. Through the necklace Wu Wang wore on his chest, she carefully observed his current condition, her expression gradually becoming serious.