As for Xiao Yu... it was an accident!
"Four years ago, I made a mistake in my cultivation, causing an imbalance of Yin and Yang, and my life hung by a thread. At that time, the Shangqing Sect closed its mountain, and I could only rely on the Mother-and-Child Spring that I had saved up to restore Yin and Yang and survive this ordeal. That's how Xiao Yu came to be..."
"This is also the miraculous aspect of the Mother-and-Child Spring; it can clarify the balance of Yin and Yang..."
As she recounted these past events, tears welled in Mother Ye's beautiful eyes, revealing a uniquely pitiful quality.
Since entering the world of cultivation, she has lacked aptitude and followed the wrong path, almost dying as a result.
The disappointment of being rejected by the Shangqing Sect;
Struggling in the dimly lit tomb;
The despair of making a mistake in spiritual practice...
Finally, the young woman's gaze softened, and like a sculpture of white jade, she sat quietly, looking at her children, with only a serene smile, like a beautiful landscape painting.
Hearing about the dangers his mother had encountered, Ye Fan felt heartbroken, and also harbored some resentment towards the Shangqing Sect.
With his current perspective, that divine talisman was extremely valuable. It was forged from the remains of Saint and could be considered a top-grade talisman for the Dragon Transformation Realm. Moreover, the technique used was superb, making it very valuable.
The Daoist priest received a bone talisman, but only accepted the father as a disciple, not the mother. He merely gave her a position as a liaison in the mortal realm. This deal was truly unfair...
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Let's revise the previous text!
Many readers dislike the plot of "The Divine Silkworm Princess".
I originally wanted the story to begin after the protagonist's battle with the Victorious Fighting Buddha, as that would have been more natural. After all, the protagonist is a third party, and the transformation of the Divine Silkworm Princess would have been more natural!
However, judging from the comments, it seems like they're being too obsequious.
I positioned this as a lighthearted, enjoyable story, and it doesn't need any sentimental scenes, so I changed it!
The author has only ever been a "simp" once, from the first year of junior high to the second year of university. Of course, I didn't have any feelings for that relationship and have long since forgotten about it.
The previous text has been changed. After the Divine Silkworm Princess and the protagonist separated, she was suppressed by the Feathered Green Gold Bracelet. Later, there will be a scene where the Saint Spirit's clone trains her.
The criticisms are valid; the author is indeed a bit too much of a literary type.
The protagonist isn't a good person; he has the ability and the right to obtain it, so why should he give it to someone else?
Besides, your fiancé doesn't want you either, so get to know each other better first.
Honestly, if one day the author were to return home in glory, he would like to see the person he once loved, but he would never turn back, simply out of a sense of pride.
Although I'm not particularly capable and have always considered myself a free spirit, I still have a strong will.
I went on a blind date at the beginning of the year. The girl was very pretty, but she already had a boyfriend. I told her frankly that since she had a boyfriend in college, she should stick with him and that the one she liked was the best.
Moreover, I am not good enough for her. She is very good-looking, a 4 out of 10 in class beauty, and even a 5 out of 10 when she dresses up.
I'm good-looking enough to match her, but my height is a bit of a disadvantage; I'm only five or six centimeters taller than her.
Her parents didn't want her to marry someone from another province. (In fact, no parent wants their child to leave the province and live far away from their hometown.)
However, in order to get rid of her parents, that female saint told her family that I had done something wrong, and then her family said all sorts of things to me, telling me to take the initiative. My parents also told me to be more attentive.
I was stunned and didn't bother to hide it anymore. I just told her she had a boyfriend, and that was it, and that was the end of it.
But I experienced a bit of the pain of being jilted!
It wasn't that I was infatuated with the other person, but rather that I felt slighted.
I still remember our initial conversation. I was full of sincerity and wrote a long letter of four thousand words. My feelings were genuine. I said that if she didn't dislike me and didn't have a boyfriend, I was willing to put in ten times the effort to pursue her.
Her response was polite, but she didn't reveal the truth, leaving me hanging for five or six days.
Actually, I had already noticed this during the process, but her family kept assuring me that she didn't have a boyfriend and told me to go for it!
This family includes her father, mother, aunt, second aunt, cousin, uncle, maternal grandmother, maternal grandfather...
(My uncle has some connections and can help her out a bit; her family is very happy for me to be with her.)
Later, she sincerely addressed the betrayal, telling her family that I deliberately stopped contacting her and was very cold towards her, so she had no choice but to ask her family not to blame her.
Actually, she didn't want to reveal her boyfriend.
It was around that time that I learned she had already gone on four blind dates.
(I don't know if her boyfriend would be furious if he knew, but I'm speechless. If you have a boyfriend, why are you going on blind dates?)
After this incident, I had mixed feelings and felt increasingly indifferent.
Actually, you could live your whole life like that!
I could be considered a semi-people-pleaser; I'm usually very gentle in my interactions with others, but I don't get good results from it.
On my first day of high school, my roommate stole 700 yuan from me, and that's how my wonderful high school life began!
I also encountered a bunch of strange things at university.
Communicating with real people seems incredibly boring to me. There's not much to say about life; it's just like this all the time.
A senior author told me to write well, saying that if I wrote a hit book, I could buy a house directly. Unfortunately, I, the author, don't have that kind of ability.
I am indeed a bit of a literary youth. The classical Chinese diary I wrote in junior high school still seems quite good to me now, which shows that I have a partial grasp of language and writing knowledge.
What use is someone like me?
The dregs of society? Perhaps.
He's just a rural student who got his questions wrong at the bottom of society.
A second-rate undergraduate degree, graduated without knowing what to do, unable to find a job, future uncertain, more than ten years of schooling for nothing.
It's not that I enjoy chatting in groups; it's just that I only have those friends left in the group.
Honestly, during the lowest point of my college life, I persevered thanks to their encouragement.
Ordinary life is my only background; dignity, love, family, wife, children, and house are all luxuries to me, meaningless.
When I was eighteen, I hoped someone driving a Rolls-Royce would run me over, so that I could pay my parents some money, and that would be enough.
Years have passed, and I still have this thought; I haven't made any progress at all...
These words came to me on a whim, and I hope you will forgive my rambling!
After this book is finished, I will start thinking about my own story.
I've wanted to write a Western fantasy novel for a long time!
This book will be faster; I used to want to write a lot of Perfect World, but now I can't.
Saint King, Great Saint, Quasi-Emperor, the Road to Immortality, fighting and proving one's way to become an emperor, stepping on the bones of the Supreme, fighting all the way to the Nine Heavens, breaking open the gate to the Immortal Domain.
Flying Immortal being ascended to heaven, through nine lifetimes in the mortal world.
Then, ascend to the Immortal King, go to Perfect World to make two rounds of soy sauce wine, receive the Dao Fruit from your previous life, and become Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
Actually, this book was written in a rather bumpy and unpredictable way.
Errors abound, and the preceding text contains numerous flaws!
The author himself lacks self-confidence in real life, which is reflected in the novel; the story is not Perfect World either, I apologize.
In the second book, I concealed myself; that person no longer bears any trace of me.
The multiverse theme is one of my favorite genres.
Shrouding the Heavens, Perfect World.
Battle Through the Heavens, Martial Universe, the Great Ruler.
Swallowed Star, the Desolate Era.
Renegade Immortal, A Will Eternal.
Journey to the West, Primordial Desolation Era
The author wanted to write a more carefree story, one that doesn't dwell on cause and effect, Carefree the heavens, killing and fighting as one pleases.
The inter-clan war that Swallowed Star.
The Three Realms of the Desolate Era came to an end.
Perfect World gateway to the Foreign Realm.
The Glory of Renegade Immortal' Ascension.
Dark Turmoil that Shrouding the Heavens.
The Journey to the Journey to the West includes interspersed Gourd Child (Parts 1 & 2) and Lotus Lantern (Parts 1 & 2).
Writing down the stories in my mind—that's the meaning of my existence.
Chapter 516 Taking Over Earth
"I never expected even prestigious sects to be like this!" Ye Fan's eyes flashed sharply, his fighting spirit surging.
He always protects his own, especially since this involves his own mother!
Seeing Ye Fan remain silent, the beautiful woman, knowing her son best, advised, " Xiao Fan, don't be impulsive. The elders of the Shangqing Sect have treated us very well..."
"Don't worry, Mom, I know what I'm doing!"
Ye Fan offered a word of comfort, then took out a crystal-clear jade gourd, formed hand seals, and unleashed a beam of golden light.
Immediately, a deafening roar erupted, as if the gourd contained an entire ocean, rumbling like thunder, and various strange phenomena appeared between heaven and earth, exuding a sacred and peaceful aura.
Imagine shrinking Sumeru to the size of a mustard seed; within that tiny space, waves surge and roar, while the outside world remains utterly silent!
" Xiao Fan..."
Watching her son display his extraordinary abilities, Mother Ye's eyes gleamed with a strange light, and she seemed somewhat lost in thought.
After fifteen years of waiting, her mortal son returned, and even entered the realm of profound wisdom ( Immortal Platform Secret Realm ).
At the same time, the beautiful woman's slender, fair neck glowed, and a bone talisman, as smooth Ruyu as jade, was strung on a fine purple filigree thread.