The thunderclouds over Yuzhou City also dissipated.
The people of Yuzhou City gradually awoke.
This included the young painter in the center of the formation, but this painter had already had his memories erased by Wei Yuan at Jiu Lan's request.
From then on, he would never remember that Jiu Lan, a demon who had loved him so deeply, had ever appeared in his life.
Yu Tang witnessed that fate-changing event, and now seeing that the painter truly didn't remember Jiu Lan, he felt a pang of emotion. He turned his gaze to Wei Yuan, noticing that the other was staring at something in his palm with a hint of amusement in his smile.
Yu Tang asked curiously, "Junior brother, what are you holding in your hand?"
Wei Yuan clasped his hands together, deliberately keeping him in suspense.
"It's the future, a future where we can watch free TV series for a long time."
"Free TV series?" Yu Tang clearly didn't understand the meaning of this term. He sheathed his sword and asked Wei Yuan to explain it to him.
Wei Yuan deliberately kept him hanging on, not talking to him.
She even used this to trick Yu Tang into kissing her a few times, and after taking full advantage of him, she left Yu Tang with a meaningless remark.
You'll find out later.
Thank you all for urging me to update and for the little gifts... Here's a survey: do you all remember Elaine who resurrected the eighth plane and his dead bodyguard?
Do you think the next book will be about Elaine and her bodyguard, or about the fox spirit and the painter?
I'll be taking a break on May 13th to give myself some time to come up with ideas for a new story...
Chapter 35
Extra Chapter: Wei Yuan Travels Back to When Tangtang Was a Child, Chapter 22 (The End)
With the Nine-Tailed Fox matter resolved, Wei Yuan resumed his daily routine of deceiving Yu Tang.
At this time, Yu Tang was the easiest to fool. Even without any romantic feelings or love, she could still be aroused by Wei Yuan's desire.
Over time, with some resistance and some compliance, the situation became increasingly uncontrollable.
In addition, Wei Yuan was an unruly scoundrel.
The latter half of the memory describes Yu Tang's daily life. Aside from cultivation, it's all about aches and pains in his back and waist.
But every time he wanted to reprimand Wei Yuan, he would be faced with his junior brother's stunningly handsome face.
Yu Tang held back his words again.
He thought, what if the future his junior brother described was true?
He felt that he probably wouldn't be able to do anything about Wei Yuan in the future either.
He didn't feel anything was wrong about being defeated by such a junior brother.
For him, Wei Yuan was the one who helped him up during his most difficult time.
Wei Yuan gave him the affection he had longed for.
She treated him so kindly, making him understand time and time again that his life should not only be filled with suffering.
It can also bring sweetness, a sweetness that spreads all the way to the heart.
And so, Wei Yuan accompanied Yu Tang everywhere, slaying demons and monsters, and maintaining peace in the world, until Yu Tang ascended to godhood.
Wei Yuan told him: I will be waiting for you in the future.
At the same time, inside the Heavenly Dao Temple, the two people lying on the bed also opened their eyes.
Feeling the warmth from their clasped hands, they turned to look at each other in perfect unison and smiled.
"You tricked me so badly!" Yu Tang laughed, then grabbed Wei Yuan, straddled him, and looked down at the handsome, almost demonic man: "You said you couldn't fly on a sword, and made me carry you for so long, and you even lied to me saying that to break through the Path of Ruthlessness, you had to do those things! I didn't believe you for a second! You're utterly wicked!"
"It's not my fault." Wei Yuan looked aggrieved, hooking the sash of Yu Tang's outer robe around his finger twice, and said to him, "Blame your master back then, his obedient and silly appearance was just too cute, making people want to trick you more..."
"You still have the nerve to talk back?" Yu Tang laughed in exasperation, rubbing Wei Yuan's cheeks with both hands and squeezing his face into a pufferfish shape: "I bet you won't admit your mistake until you've been given a few months of fishing ban."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan's eyes widened immediately: "No, no, we can't eat fish that are prohibited!"
He quickly rubbed his palm against Yu Tang's, trying to appease him: "Master, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I will never lie to you again, sob sob..."
Yu Tang loved seeing him cower in such a moment, so she let go of his hand, rolled over, and asked him, "Tell me about the Nine-Tailed Fox incident."
"Then I'll tell you, Master, but please don't scold me." Wei Yuan showed a slightly guilty expression when he mentioned this, and gave Yu Tang a heads-up beforehand: "You know, things can change."
Yu Tang frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart: "What exactly did you do to those two?"
"Come on, I'll take you to see it, and we'll talk as we walk."
"What are you looking at?"
Yu Tang followed Wei Yuan outside, full of questions.
On the way, Wei Yuan finished telling the story of the nine-tailed fox and the painter, and his expression changed several times.
Wei Yuan did indeed use the soul of the nine-tailed fox to help the painter avert disaster, and also erased the painter's memories as Jiu Lan requested.
But the artist was once a killing god in a minor dimension, and he remembered everything as he died.
Including his past and present lives and the things the nine-tailed fox did for him.
So when the souls entered the underworld, they caused chaos and confusion, and the gods of the underworld reported this to the divine realm.
Xiao Jin then led Bai Feng to capture the painter and imprison him in the God Realm Prison.
Every day he clamors for Wei Yuan to come out and for Wei Yuan to return Jiu Lan to him.
"He's quite the romantic," Yu Tang sighed. When he arrived at the prison, he stood outside the bars and looked inside. He could see a man whose wrists and ankles were bound by the Binding God Lock.
He was wearing a thin white prison uniform, and his messy hair was spread out in a disheveled manner, covering most of his face.
"The Way of Heaven!" The man's gloomy voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He raised his head, his dark red eyes filled with pain.
"What right do you have to take Jiulan's life for a sinner like me!"
"What right do you have to absolve me of my sins!"
"Did you even ask for my opinion?!"
His voice choked with sobs, filled with endless anger and regret: "Jiu Lan was deceived by me, and he mistakenly trusted such a villain as me. He doesn't need to bear those pains for me. He is the one who should live, not me!"
“But that was his choice,” Wei Yuan said. “You have no right to influence his choice.”
Looking at this man and Jiu Lan, Wei Yuan seemed to see himself and Yu Tang from back then.
So even though the man spoke rudely, he unusually refrained from punishing him.
Yu Tang glanced at the two people beside him and suddenly asked Wei Yuan, "Yuan'er, do you still have a wisp of Jiu Lan's soul left behind?"
The moment he uttered those words, a flame suddenly ignited in the eyes of the man in the prison who had lost all hope!
"As expected, nothing can fool Master." Wei Yuan opened his palm, and a wisp of soul energy emanated from it, forming the shape of a small fox curled up as if it were fast asleep.
"Jiu Lan!" The man in the cell became agitated, shouting Jiu Lan's name with an almost frantic expression.
"But this little fox is still very weak, and most of its soul has been atoning for its sins."
Scattered across various small worlds, collecting them all would take a very long time.
“Moreover…” Wei Yuan looked at the man who was already eager to save the nine-tailed fox and said, “It will also come at a considerable cost.”
"No matter the cost, I will do it!"
Yu Tang sighed softly, "Yuan'er, stop keeping me in suspense and tell him already."
Wei Yuan then put away the little fox's soul aura and said, "Because we cannot disrupt the cause and effect, my master and I will nurture Jiu Lan's wisp of soul aura until it is strong enough to withstand the impact of the small world, and then send him to collect his own soul in each small world."
"Before that, your task is to go to the plane where his soul is located and collect the soul in advance. We will send him to you to steal it."
"What he stole must be the most important thing to you."
If you lose that thing, you are very likely to lose your life.
This is the best way I can help you atone for your sins and allow his soul to return to its rightful place.
Yu Tang narrowed his eyes, looking at his scheming apprentice beside him.
Why did he feel that Wei Yuan was deliberately torturing the painter?
But considering that the artist did make mistakes before, being tormented isn't necessarily a bad thing.
So he refrained from exposing it.
On the other side of the railing, the man finally gave his final answer.
"As long as Jiulan's soul can return to its rightful place, I will do exactly as you say."