“We are very similar but she is much more pitiful than me. The reason I brought you here was with the hope that someone could keep her company. Bai Zihua couldn’t so perhaps you are the only one who could. Do the best you can to make her happy. She doesn’t have much time left.”
Frowning as he watches a forlorn Zhu Ran walking away, Mo Bing Xian decides that he needs to tell Mo Yan to take more precautions against him. Zhu Ran already has complete control of the six realms but that doesn’t seem to satisfy him. Is Zhu Ran trying to use him to get rid of Hua Qiangu? If they are not careful then Zhu Ran could be another problem after they get rid of the demon goddess. He has repeatedly warned himself to not get curious about Hua Qiangu’s past but the more time he spends with her the more tempted he is to find out more.
Coming back late at night, Qiangu could sense a trace of Zihua’s scent and feels a sudden tightening in her chest “What happened?”
Running his fingers casually through the guqin’s strings, Mo Bing Xian replies “Nothing.”
“How come it’s chipped here? I will find you a new guqin tomorrow.”
“No need. I really like this one. It was a gift from a friend.”
“A friend?” The word friend probably represent loneliness to him more than anything.
“She likes to listen to me play. I wanted to play for her before she died but she refused to see me.”
“She died?”
“Humans get old so of course death was inevitable.”
“She was a mortal?”
Puzzled when Mo Bing Xian nods, Qiangu asks “Why didn’t you teach her how to become an immortal? ” Couldn’t they be together forever if he did?
“So what if she became an immortal? I couldn’t get close to her anyway. Plus, she had her own life so she shouldn’t change just because of me.”
Nodding, Qiangu thought it must have been terrible for Mo Bing Xian to watch the one he loves age then die but he couldn’t even comfort her with an embrace. Qiangu remembered that she had told Mo Bing Xian one time that she is envious of the aura of freedom on him but he just smiles and told her that she doesn’t understand the loneliness that comes from not having anyone to weigh on one’s mind.
Startled when Mo Bing Xian suddenly reach over towards her chest but before Qiangu could react, he has already taken something from her.
“Why are you always holding a rock?” Peering curiously at the rock as he tosses it up and down in his hand, Mo Bing Xian asks in a somewhat childish tone. Laughing when he sees the change in Qiangu’s usually vacant eyes, Mo Bing Xian muses “Are you going to tell me another story?”
Returning his smile, Qiangu takes back the rock from Mo Bing Xian and softly runs her hand over it “It might look like a normal rock right now but it is actually the beginning of everything- Rock of Nuwa.”
“This is the Rock of Nuwa?” Narrowing his eyes, Mo Bing Xian wonders why the rock has signs of being recently refined. What is Hua Qiangu’s trying to do with this rock?
“Yes. A fragment of this Rock of Nuwa had once upon a time been in the form of a human but he later died for me. I wanted to save him but I ended up letting out the demon goddess and we ended up here. But I know he hasn’t disappeared. There are times I can hear him, calling me, trying to comfort me so I know he is still in this rock, keeping me company.”
Another painful past? Mo Bing Xian was silent for a long moment “I know of an ancient spell that could gather up the soul fragments but I am not sure if that will work on the Rock of Nuwa. But even if it worked, the person that comes back won’t be your old friend but someone new.”
Overjoyed, Hu Qiangu lurches at Mo Bing Xian and grabs his arms tightly “Really?!”
Almost blinded by the suddenly bright and dazzaling smile in front of him, Mo Bing Xian wonders if this was how Qiangu was like in the past? So happy, so full of sunshine that could fill every corner of his body. Not used to the quiver in his heart, a somewhat flustered Mo Bing Xian turns his head away. “Maybe, but it’s worth a try especially if you add the demon goddess’ power.”
So excited she almost can’t get her words out, Qiangu stutters “Great! When can I start?!” If she can still fix her mistakes…
“The more power the more chance of succeeding but you need to think over this carefully since it will take a lot of your demon goddess power.”
“That doesn’t matter as long as it will save him!”
Mo Bing Xian doesn’t think she would believe him so easily or is she just that confident of her own power?
Her excitement making her words almost difficult to understand, Qiangu urgently asks “Then…then how about Tang Bo? She…she was a silkworm but she was able to take human form but then she died trying to save me, is there any way to bring her back too?! I don’t care how much power it will take!”
Another one died to save her? Sometimes guilt can destroy a person faster than physical harm. How much pain and guilt is she carrying in her heart?
“I don’t have any way either. But since she came from Dong Fang then why don’t you just ask him directly?”
“He…he died as well.”
Feeling a tug in his heart as he sees her eyes darken with despair with some painful memory, Mo Bing Xian comforts “Don’t give up. Nothing in this universe is destroyed forever. If you really love them then you won’t care how they come back. If you just wait then one day everything you thought you had lost will come back again.”
Her cold heart injected with a sudden warmth that brings tears to her eyes. Yes, everything she wants will eventually all come back…even if she won’t be there to see that day.
Mo Bing Xian bends down without warning and plucks a beautiful flower for her. Qiangu turns around to look at the path of flower that followed her. It has been a long time since she would leave a trail of flower everywhere she goes. In the beginning, it was because she didn’t know how to control her power but now…it is because she doesn’t have what it takes to control them anymore.
With a heavy frown, Mo Bing Xian wonders how it could be possible that Qiangu’s power could be disappearing so fast? He has been absorbing her power every night but there is still no way it could be disappearing at this pace. What is happening to her? Why does she have the eyes of someone that is about to die when she is the god of this world? Staring at Qiangu who is again lost in her own little world as she stares at the flower he handed to her, Mo Bing Xian feels that familiar drunken sensation everytime he sees her like this. Unable to help himself, Mo Bing Xian pulls her into his arms and wonders how someone who is so strong could feel so fragile like a precious porcelain. She is supposed to be the evil villain of the six realms with her hands full of blood but why does he always feel disdain for one moment and pity the next? Was it because of those innocent eyes? How can he be so easily swayed like this? Making up his mind, Mo Bing Xian presses Qiangu’s head towards his chest.
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