Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

Above the nine heavens, clouds rolled and unrolled, and the glazed tiles of the Goddess Temple shone brightly in the sunlight. Xue Yao stood by the white jade railing in front of the temple, gazing at the distant sunset, her heart in turmoil. Her white dress was as white as snow, fluttering gently in the breeze, and her hair was as black as ink, casually tied up with a plain headband, giving her a cool and elegant look.

"Yao'er, have you really decided?" A gentle voice sounded behind her.

Xue Yao turned slightly and saw Ling Ziqian standing not far away, his eyes filled with a hint of worry and reluctance. Ling Ziqian's black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and the white robe he wore made him look particularly handsome, but the sadness between his brows made his face look a little haggard.

"Zi Qian, I..." Xue Yao was about to speak, but didn't know how to continue.

Her heart was full of contradictions. On the one hand, she loved Ling Ziqian deeply and was willing to do anything for him. Back then, she saved him and bought him two sets of clothes. At that time, she had already fallen deeply in love with him.

On the other hand, she could not give up the demonic power and magic in her body. That was Qiu Fengjian's love and had long become a part of her.

"Yao'er, I know you are suffering, but this demonic power and magic are not the right way." Ling Ziqian's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of pain and struggle.

When he fought with Qiufeng Sword, his chest was pierced through by Qiufeng Sword. In Ling Ziqian's mind, it was not only a battle between gods and demons, but also a contest between good and evil.

Xue Yao bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, "Zi Qian, this magic power is very precious to me." Qiu Fengjian treated her sincerely, but she could not repay him in any way.

Besides, what about demonic power? What about magic? Qiu Fengjian, though a demon king, cares for the people and never commits evil without reason. Meanwhile, some so-called righteous beings, those who claim to be gods, appear to be glorious and upright in public, but secretly commit all kinds of evil.

In Xueyao's view, great demons and great gods are not in the eyes of others, but in one's own heart.

Ling Ziqian took a step forward and gently held Xueyao's hand. "Yao'er, I understand your feelings, but this demonic power will put you in danger and make you an enemy of righteousness."

Xue Yao raised her head and looked at Ling Ziqian with a determined gaze. "Ziqian, if the righteous path really wants to become my enemy for this, why should I be afraid? Demonic power and magic are strength to me, and they are also my reliance on protecting heaven and earth!"

Ling Ziqian's brow furrowed. He knew he couldn't easily change Xue Yao's mind, yet he worried about her future. "Yao'er, you're too kindhearted. You're easily blinded by this demonic power. If the righteous discover it, you'll surely be killed."

Xue Yao gently withdrew her hand. "I have made up my mind. If the righteous path cannot tolerate me, then I will use this demonic power to protect what I want to protect. Ziqian, if you can't understand, we..."

Before she finished speaking, Xueyao's eyes were already red.

Ling Ziqian felt a pang in his heart. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Yao'er, I will be with you through it all. I just hope you won't lose yourself in the future."

Xue Yao's eyes flashed with surprise and emotion. She walked forward and gently hugged Ling Ziqian, "Ziqian, your words are enough." The two embraced each other in front of the hall, and the sunset glow behind them dyed their figures with warmth.

But the next moment, Ling Ziqian's gentle voice rang in Xueyao's ears again, "Yao'er, even for me, are you unwilling to remove this damn demonic power and magic?"

Xue Yao was stunned when she heard this, and then she realized that she could not convince Ling Ziqian no matter what.

Ling Ziqian insisted that she give up her demonic power and magic. Xue Yao tried to reason with him at first, but Ling Ziqian refused to listen and still insisted on his own opinion.

Xueyao's heart was in turmoil. She knew Ling Ziqian's feelings, but she couldn't go against her own heart. She lowered her head slightly, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Ziqian, you..."

Ling Ziqian's face turned pale instantly, and a hint of disappointment and pain flashed in his eyes. He slowly took a step back, and his voice was filled with helplessness: "Yao'er, I'll give you some time. I hope you can think it through. I... I'll wait for you."

Xueyao raised her head and looked at Ling Ziqian's receding figure, feeling an indescribable sadness in her heart. She knew that this farewell might be forever.

After talking again and again, Xue Yao was unable to change Ling Ziqian's mind about wanting her to give up her magic power, even though she had told him that giving up her magic power would harm her body.

After ascending again, Xue Yao's cultivation had reached the peak of the divine rank, and she ascended directly to the rank of Supreme God. Supreme God is an extremely noble position above the Nine Heavens.

At the same time, Yaolin Secret Garden also ushered in a major upgrade.

The spiritual energy within the Secret Garden became more abundant, as if the entire space had been infused with new life. The creatures here all felt the change, and their lives became more comfortable, full of vitality and energy.

Even the Qing Kingdom had developed well under Xue Yao's influence. The country was prosperous, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, what a prosperous era!

Xueyao's companions also returned to their respective positions.

It turns out that Yun Duoduo, Renhu, Xueyu, Xiaolin'er, Suxin, Qingyi, Baoling, Jinpeng, Xueying, Leilin, Hongfeng'er, and Moqi are the twelve guardians of the Goddess Palace. Murong Chen and Xinglan are the two most trusted guards of the Goddess.

These people all have extraordinary cultivation and have now reached the initial god level. Their strength should not be underestimated.

Time flew by, and two years passed in the blink of an eye. During these two years, many things happened in the Nine Heavens Goddess Palace. The most eye-catching of these was the grand wedding.

Renhu and Yunduoduo, Suxin and Xueyu, two immortal couples, tied the knot with the blessings of everyone. The wedding scene was bustling with flowers and guests.

The host of this wedding was none other than Xue Yao, dressed in a gorgeous white gown with plum blossom embroidery swaying in the wind, seemingly emitting a delicate fragrance.

Xueyao personally officiated the weddings for both couples, her blessing as warm and sincere as a spring breeze. Amidst her blessings, Renhu and Yunduoduo, Suxin and Xueyu made lifelong commitments to each other, and happy smiles filled everyone's faces.

However, outside of this festive atmosphere, there was one person who seemed a little lonely, and that was Ling Ziqian.

Before that, he had spent a lot of effort to deal with Lan Xi's entanglement. After that, he could pursue Xue Yao wholeheartedly.

Ling Ziqian's feelings for Xueyao are truly profound. He devotes all his energy to her passionate pursuit. Xueyao's heart has long been occupied by Ling Ziqian. His gentleness and thoughtfulness captivate her.

Thanks to Ling Ziqian's efforts, Xueyao finally relented. They began spending more time together, and their feelings for each other grew stronger. They got along well and even started discussing a wedding date.

However, just when everything seemed to be going well, an accident broke this beauty.

One day, Ling Ziqian accidentally discovered that Xueyao possessed demonic and magical powers. Having a deep hatred for demons, he could not accept that Xueyao possessed such powers. This discovery unconsciously changed his feelings towards Xueyao.

Xueyao noticed the change in Ling Ziqian and tried to explain, but Ling Ziqian couldn't let it go. Thus, a rift arose between the two.

Dou Yuntian, Bo Jian, Xuan Yu, and Lan Xi all stood up to accuse Xue Yao after learning about this. Not only did they directly ask Xue Yao to give up her demonic power and magic, they also constantly lobbied Ling Ziqian to persuade him to persuade Xue Yao.

Facing the pressure from everyone, Xueyao felt very aggrieved. Who had she offended with her demonic powers and magic? She didn't understand why Ling Ziqian couldn't accept her as she was.

Under the influence of everyone, Ling Ziqian came up with an idea in his mind, "Yao'er, if you can't make a decision yourself, let me help you." He planned to find a suitable opportunity to personally help Xue Yao eliminate her demonic power and magic.

What he didn't expect was that Xue Yao sensed this thought as soon as it came to his mind.

As a result, the conflict between the two became deeper and deeper, and the gap between them became wider and wider.

Xueyao's heart, like being blown by a cold wind, gradually grew colder. However, despite her heart being completely chilled, her deep affection for him was like a burning flame that she could never let go.

In the interweaving of helplessness and pain, Xueyao finally made up her mind and created an elaborate deception. She deliberately angered Ling Ziqian and triggered a life-and-death duel.

As Ling Ziqian, holding the Tianxuan Sword, faced off against Xue Yao's Bingpo Sword, the atmosphere on the scene reached a fever pitch. The two swords crossed in mid-air, emitting a crisp clash that seemed to foreshadow the cruel outcome of this duel.

Just as the two swords were about to penetrate each other's chests, Xue Yao suddenly turned the sword's tip and quickly drew it back, "Zi Qian, that's it!"

In an instant, the Tianxuan Sword was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, piercing straight into Xueyao's chest with overwhelming force.

The deception instantly faded, revealing the truth. Ling Ziqian's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. His master and uncle were equally shocked. Everyone present was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

At this crucial moment, the Demon King unhesitatingly mobilized 99% of his cultivation, unleashing the secret techniques and magical powers passed down through the millennia of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. A dazzling light instantly enveloped Xue Yao, protecting her heart and soul.

However, this powerful spell was extremely exhausting for the Demon King. He wanted to muster up his last bit of strength, take Xueyao away like a meteor, return to Xuantian Cave, and recuperate in seclusion, but he was ultimately unable to do so.

If Chi Han and Chi Mo had not appeared in time, given him the life-saving pill, and brought him back to Xuantian Cave for treatment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

When Ling Ziqian came to his senses, his eyes were already blurred by tears.

He rushed forward desperately, trying to catch Xueyao's falling body.

However, when he finally hugged Xueyao, he found that her eyes had become empty and strange, as if she had completely forgotten him.

Then Xueyao closed her eyes.

"Yao'er, wake up, I was wrong, wake up!" Ling Ziqian's voice was tinged with tears. He held Xue Yao's hand tightly, as if this could pull her back from the brink of life and death.

Xueyao didn't react at all, her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Ling Ziqian was in a panic. He picked up Xueyao and ran away, saying as he ran: "Yao'er, don't be afraid. I will definitely heal you."