Chaos Spirit Field

Nuwa's doubts were largely dispelled, but she wasn't completely relieved. She continued, "Zhao Shanhe, do you know where Zhao Zilong came from?"

After hearing this, Zhao Shanhe smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Nuwa, you should ask him. I want to talk to Yang Xiaochan alone, please agree."

Nuwa hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, then you guys chat. Yun Xiao, Guanyin Bodhisattva, come out with me." After that, she turned and walked out of the room, leaving Zhao Shanhe and Yang Xiaochan in the room.

The door closed gently, and the room was silent. The two were silent for a long time, and no one spoke. Finally, Zhao Shanhe broke the silence and said, "Aunt, what should I call you now? Xiaochan or sister-in-law, why is it him?"

When Yang Xiaochan heard this, she was slightly startled, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and she sighed and said, "Shanhe, perhaps it's fate that plays tricks on me..."

When Zhao Shanhe heard this, his face turned gloomy and his voice rose eight octaves. He shouted, "You mistook him for me, right? Or he pretended to be me and deceived your feelings! This bastard, I will kill him!" As he said that, he stood up suddenly, emitting a powerful aura.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaochan hurriedly reached out and grabbed Zhao Shanhe, saying, "Shanhe, don't be impulsive! Things have come to this point. I don't want to see you killing each other."

Zhao Shanhe's anger subsided slightly after hearing Yang Xiaochan's words, but he was still filled with resentment and anger. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "He clearly knew how I felt about you, yet he still tried to steal my love! How despicable!"

Yang Xiaochan looked helpless. After a heavy sigh, she said softly, "Shanhe, this isn't his fault. The matchmaker tied the red string, and we have no choice."

Zhao Shanhe laughed bitterly and said self-deprecatingly, "What a helpless situation! Xiaochan, you're afraid he'll kill me, right? After all, he's a cloud in the sky, and I'm just mud on the ground. Zhao Zilong is quite ambitious, and he only cares about himself. You'd better be careful, aunt."

"Shanhe, what are your plans next? Are you going to be a monk for the rest of your life? What about Yang Hui and Mingyue?"

Zhao Shanhe replied dejectedly, "Aunt, at least I can live a good life as a monk. If possible, I would naturally want to take back everything I have lost. Don't worry, I know my own limitations and won't compete with Zhao Zilong, the son of destiny."

"Yun Xiao likes Zhao Zilong. Please try to persuade her."

"Aunt, I will do my best. Please call her over."

Yang Xiaochan nodded, then turned and left the room. After a while, Zhao Yunxiao walked in. When she saw Zhao Shanhe, she said angrily, "Zhao Shanhe, don't even think about asking me to call you dad! Because you don't deserve it!"

Zhao Shanhe said with a sad face, "I don't think I've done anything wrong to your mother. Is it because of Zhao Zilong? He is indeed quite outstanding, but it's a pity that you two are not destined to be together."

Zhao Yunxiao said angrily: "Why do you say that?"

"Zhao Zilong is pure and might be more suitable to be a monk than me. If it weren't for some strange mistake, he would have been the one to seek the scriptures. I couldn't figure it out before, but now I finally understand. It turns out he was being plotted against, otherwise he wouldn't have married Yang Xiaochan."

Zhao Yunxiao heard this and asked excitedly: "Zhao Zilong doesn't like Yang Xiaochan."

"You're too happy too soon. He probably doesn't like any woman. I suspect he married Yang Xiaochan for some purpose. Otherwise, you're so beautiful and so stupid, which normal man would let you go?"

"How am I stupid?"

"I'm not calling you stupid. Men like women who aren't too smart because they're easier to control. Just like your mother. She's my favorite woman."

"My mother is not stupid."

"Mingyue is indeed not stupid. She is pretending to be ignorant, and so is Yang Hui. Zhao Zilong may be the reincarnation of some important figure, shouldering a mission. He wants a woman of Nuwa's stature. As for you, you are not worthy of her at all. Forget him as soon as possible, otherwise you will get hurt. That's all I have to say. Take care of yourself. Please call Guanyin Bodhisattva over."

Although Zhao Yunxiao was unwilling to admit it, he had to admit in his heart that what his father said made sense. There was indeed something wrong with Zhao Zilong. He ignored his own beauty and instead had feelings for Nuwa.

Guanyin Bodhisattva walked in, and Zhao Shanhe said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, why are you fooling around with Nuwa?"

"Xuanzang, Goddess Nuwa said that your six senses are not pure and wants to test your Zen mind."

Zhao Shanhe said, "I believe that as long as you're alive, you have desires. The purpose of spiritual practice is to control your desires. In fact, it's better to drain than to block. Just like controlling a flood, finding the right balance is key. If you open the gap too wide, the dam will burst. If you open it too small, it won't work. Guanyin Bodhisattva, are your six senses pure? Amitabha. Nuwa Niangniang, even saints must respect others' privacy. Do you know why you're always being targeted?"

Nuwa walked in and asked, "Why?"

"The first bird to stand out will be shot down. The other saints are confined at home. You can take your disciples and wander around. We are not targeting you. The strongest races in the Three Realms are humans and demons. They are both closely related to you. No matter which one you target, you will be the one who suffers in the end. It's like the Conferred God War. Since then, the world has only recognized the three religions. Who still remembers you, the Holy Mother of the Human Race? There is not even a Nuwa Temple in the city of Haojing."

Zhao Shanhe's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Nuwa's heart and causing her to fall into deep thought. As time passed, the atmosphere in the room grew heavier. After a long moment, Nuwa asked, "Xuanzang, tell me, what should I do now?"

Zhao Shanhe's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. His voice was low and firm: "Nuwa, if your reputation has been ruined, it's just like your business reputation being ruined. The only way is to start over in a new place."

Nuwa's eyes flickered, as if she understood something, but she was still a little uncertain. She pressed on, "Are you saying that I should create a whole new race?"