"But now... she seems to be better." The Queen Mother of the West looked up at the Underworld's night sky and said slowly, "Houtu has finally forgotten Xingtian."
"Big Cat, there's something I don't understand." Du Yu frowned. "If she didn't want to forget, why did she drink Meng Po Soup? And if she drank it, why did she use her cultivation to resist it?"
"Of all things in this world, love alone brings the deepest suffering." The Queen Mother of the West sighed inwardly. "You may have noticed that Houtu is different from other immortals. She still has all seven emotions and six desires, because she was born with an immortal body. For that very reason, she cannot sever her emotional ties herself. Without Meng Po's power, this would haunt her heart, entangling her forever."
Du Yu fell silent, lost in thought.
What a strong person Lady Houtu was. She had never spoken of these things to anyone, hiding away in a grotto for thousands of years.
"Brat, how do you think this should be resolved?" the Queen Mother of the West asked. "Does the problem lie with Houtu, Xingtian, or Meng Po?"
Du Yu thought for a moment. "I don't think it lies with any of them. It lies with what caused all this."
The Queen Mother of the West pondered briefly. "What do you mean?"
"Big Cat, you're the director of the Legend Management Bureau, aren't you? Surely you've thought of this. If I go back into the legend, change what caused all this, and save Xingtian, Lady Houtu will get better straightaway."
"Absolutely not!" the Queen Mother of the West said urgently. "If Xingtian doesn't die, the consequences will be far too sweeping... If Houtu never takes charge of the Underworld, it won't be what it