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"Um?" After Xiang Xueer came back to her senses, she realized that the open space had already been devastated beyond recognition by her actions, resembling a forest fire that was still spreading. Hearing Duck's cries for help, she quickly turned around, leaped down, and took off her coat to extinguish the flames on its rear.
"This is troublesome," Xiang Xueer frowned as she looked around. There was no emergency service like 119 in this ancient time, and there were no rivers nearby. If the fire continued to spread, the entire mountain would likely be burned down.
"Hey, I'm telling you, Fuxi Qin, let's cease fire for now; putting out the flames is more important!" After saying this, she turned to look at Fuxi Qin, who was slowly descending from the sky, and surprisingly, he seemed to have stopped attacking.
In a state of urgency, Xiang Xueer felt completely helpless. While causing destruction was one thing, saving lives was indeed quite difficult. Just then, Refiner of Demons, who had been standing by without moving for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth wide and his large belly began to squirm.
'Whoosh!' A gust of wind swept through as all the flames on the hillside were sucked into his belly. In no time at all, the entire forest was safe and sound. He patted his belly as if he had just eaten a big meal and sighed with a somewhat unpleasant expression, "Ugh, that was really unappetizing; eating this kind of stuff really leads to indigestion!"
Xiang Xueer stared wide-eyed in disbelief. She only knew he could swallow demons but never expected this alchemist would consume flames. If he hadn't done so, they would have been in serious trouble.
She finally let out a sigh of relief and turned to see that her companions seemed to be fine; only then did she feel reassured. Had she known her destructive power would be so great, she wouldn't have resorted to such measures. But what was going on today?
As Xiang Xueer looked down at her Azure Wind Sword, pondering her confusion, suddenly Fuxi Qin began to spin in mid-air. After a burst of colorful ripples, a woman in red appeared before everyone.
The woman appeared to be around thirty years old, with long silver hair cascading down to the ground. Her tall figure was adorned in a blood-red gown with tassel sleeves that looked both noble and enchanting. Coupled with her silver pupils and stunningly beautiful features, she resembled an otherworldly fairy—no, she looked nothing like a human.
Xiang Xueer was left dumbfounded while Ling Zhu, Lian Cheng Xue, and others were rendered speechless. It was Fat Ancestor who broke the silence: "You finally decided to show yourself? I thought you were going to ignore me and Azure Wind Sword forever."
"Hmph!" The woman's exquisitely beautiful eyes glanced disdainfully at Fat Ancestor, then shifted her gaze to Xiang Xueer, who stood before her.
She paused for a moment but quickly realized that the woman before her was actually Fuxi Qin's Fuxi Ancestor. However, having only heard that fat man refer to her as Old Woman, she had assumed she would be some middle-aged woman going through menopause. She never expected such a beauty—she looked just like a goddess from an anime fantasy world.
"What is your name?" Fuxi Ancestor walked over to Xiang Xueer, staring into her Red Eyes, constantly sizing her up.
"Chu Liuxiang, no, that's wrong, my name is Xiang Xueer!" Xiang Xueer was almost confused, mistakenly calling herself Chu Liuxiang. After calming her emotions, she slowly said, "Azure Wind Sword and Fat Ancestor should have told you everything. The Demon Lord has broken out of the Demon Prison Tower, and the situation is extremely urgent. Only you five Ancestors of the Ancient Artifacts can save the people from this calamity!"
A cold smile crept onto Fuxi Ancestor's lips, even her sneer seemed ethereal: "I just want to ask you, why do you want to save the people from this calamity?"
What does that mean? Is this a test question? Or a riddle? Xiang Xueer furrowed her brows, unsure how to respond at first. Then without much thought, she blurted out, "The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen."
Everyone was stunned by her words; it seemed quite novel to them. Fuxi Ancestor was initially surprised but gradually revealed a satisfied smile: "Well said, the rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen!"
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Fat Ancestor and Azure Wind Sword: "You all did well to come find me, but bringing along so many people is unnecessary. If you want me to join, I have one condition!"
"Condition? What condition?" Upon hearing this, Xiang Xueer stepped forward: "As long as your request isn't too unreasonable, just don't ask me to fetch stars from the sky."
Fuxi Ancestor shook her head with a smile: "No, it's actually very simple. As the Ancient Artifact Fuxi Qin Ancestor, I have been guarding the descendants of the Nüwa clan for centuries. I can leave with you, but you must obtain the approval and recognition of the Nüwa clan first!"
"Ah?" Everyone's expressions were unanimous; they had just been brainstorming ideas, but how could they possibly get that approval so easily? No, it would be harder than climbing to the heavens. If they returned and revealed the truth, they would surely be torn apart by their clan leader.
A chill ran through Xiang Xueer: "No, it can't be! Do I really have to find that Gunaara? If she finds out I'm disguised as a man, she'll definitely skin me alive."
Seeing their troubled expressions, Fuxi Ancestor covered her mouth and chuckled: "As long as you can manage that, I'll go with you. Go on; time is not an obstacle; only determination matters!"
With that said, she spun around and transformed back into Fuxi Qin's form. With a whoosh, she flew back toward Gunaara's room without anyone noticing and quietly landed on her octagonal table.
Farce A perfectly good wedding was ruined like this, and the clan leader Face lost all face. The guests scattered, but Gunaara didn't seem to feel sad at all. She hurried back to her room and quietly closed the door.
“Young Master Chu? Young Master Chu, you can come out now!” After calling a few times, there was silence behind the screen. She walked over to take a look and found no one there. She began searching around the room: “Young Master Chu, are you still here?”
After calling for a long time, her heart sank. She turned to look at the half-open window and then sat down with a sigh: “He really left. I clearly said I wanted him to take me away!”
Feeling heartbroken, Gunaara looked at the Fuxi Qin beside her and started playing it again, her mind filled with the impressive moves and figure of Xiang Xueer from earlier on the Arena.
“Ah! This is so frustrating!” Xiang Xueer exclaimed, slapping her forehead. “This Fuxi Ancestor must be doing this on purpose to mess with us. Why does it have to be about getting the approval of the Nuwa clan leader?”
Fat Ancestor pouted: “This Fuxi Qin has been a sacred artifact of the Nuwa clan since ancient times. To take it away, you naturally need their consent. However, this woman is still so troublesome; I can definitely see that she’s trying to mess with you!”
Meanwhile, Ling Zhu kept shaking her head, refusing to agree: “No, I absolutely won’t go. I just tricked them like that and ruined the wedding; I don’t have the guts to face them again or I’ll be minced into meat paste!”
“That’s true.” Lian Cheng Xue pondered for a moment and then turned to Xiang Xueer: “How about this? Shirley is wearing a mask, so no one will recognize her. They haven’t seen her before, so why don’t we just go together?”
“Ah, right! I’m wearing a mask!” Xiang Xueer finally realized: “Yes, I’m masked and dressed as a man; who would know it’s me?”
Lian Cheng Xue smiled and nodded, but then she became a bit worried: “In that case, Ling Zhu and Duck shouldn’t go either. Just keep an eye on Brother Li. But with his dazed look, who knows when he’ll be alright!”
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