Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

"I do." Jiang Ruan answered with extraordinary firmness.

Mo Yuan asked, "No matter what the cost?"

Jiang Ruan: "I can pay anything."

She thought that she was not particularly righteous, she just didn't want to see such a tragic scene, so she wanted to try her best to stop it.

At this moment, Mo Yuan felt in her the endless compassion he had for the world that day by the Weak Water River.

It is because of this compassion that his remaining soul is attracted.

Jiang Ruan asked Mo Yuan, "How did your residual soul get into my body?"

Mo Yuan recalled what happened that day: "I originally grasped the glimmer of hope given by the heavens. You weren't the one chosen to nourish my soul, but when my remaining soul departed, I sensed your compassion for the world and was uncontrollably drawn to it. When a wisp of my remaining soul entered your body and came into contact with your soul, your mortal body couldn't withstand it. I couldn't leave even if I wanted to, so I used the last bit of my consciousness to guide you to ascend."

"After successfully ascending, I also lost consciousness and have been sleeping in your body ever since."

It can be said that it was Donghua who changed Jiang Ruan's fate, it was Zheyan who led Jiang Ruan to sever her worldly ties, and it was Mo Yuan who enlightened her to ascend to become an immortal.

Mo Yuan looked at Jiang Ruan gently, and the emotion in his eyes frightened her.

He walked closer to Jiang Ruan, raised his hand to touch her cheek, but then stopped.

He couldn't restrain his deep feelings, but he still cared more about Jiang Ruan's feelings: "If you hadn't been providing free medical treatment to mortals in the mortal world and accumulating merit, I'm afraid your body would have become weak and sickly from nourishing my residual soul. Ah Ruan, do you hate me?"

Jiang Ruan was puzzled: "What do I hate you for?"

"I shared your merits." Mo Yuan looked at her, wanting to know her true thoughts.

Jiang Ruan shook his head and said, "If I can revive you by sharing a little of my merit, then I am willing. You are a supreme god, the god of war in heaven, and you sacrificed the Donghuang Bell for the sake of the four seas and eight wastelands. I am very happy to help you."

Jiang Ruan's words stirred a wave in his heart. He realized that the time for the dream that the remnant soul had used all its strength to condense with the help of his body and Kunlun Xulong Qi was approaching. Mo Yuan told Jiang Ruan: "But Ruan Ruan, these merits are far from enough. The day of my awakening is even more distant."

Jiang Ruan said seriously, "Then I will immediately return to the mortal world to practice medicine for free and continue to accumulate merits. One day, you will be able to wake up."

Mo Yuan, who was standing beside her, gradually disappeared. Before he completely vanished, Jiang Ruan heard his voice brush past her ears like a gentle breeze: "If you feel unwell, remember to find Donghua and Zheyan and ask them to transfer their cultivation to you..."

It was midnight when Jiang Ruan woke up.

She still lived in the small courtyard where she had stayed temporarily in Kunlunxu.

Donghua was guarding her bedside. Jiang Ruan noticed that Donghua's hand was on her wrist, and his cultivation was flowing into her body through the place where their skin touched.

Donghua supported his head with his other hand and closed his eyes. His handsome and elegant face looked a little tired under the candlelight.

Jiang Ruan felt that he was fine and wanted to withdraw his hand.

As soon as she moved her wrist, Donghua woke up with a start. There was no confusion in his suddenly opened eyes. His clear eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at Jiang Ruan.

"Awake? Are you still feeling unwell?" Donghua helped Jiang Ruan up, put a pillow behind her back, and asked her to sit up.

"I dreamed of Mo Yuan," Jiang Ruan said. "He told me that day by the Weak Water River, he sensed my compassion, and a wisp of his soul was drawn into my body. By the time he wanted to leave, it was too late, so he could only use the last bit of his soul's strength to help me become an immortal, and then he fell asleep in my body."

Donghua poured Jiang Ruan a glass of water and watched her drink it before saying, "Zheyan and I have already deduced this."

After moistening her throat and feeling less thirsty, Jiang Ruan recalled Donghua's transfer of cultivation to her: "Why did you transfer cultivation to me just now?"

"You had a high fever in the middle of the night." He raised his hand to tuck the hair behind Jiang Ruan's ear. Seeing her lower her eyes and avoid him uncomfortably, Donghua continued to explain, "I noticed Mo Yuan had entered your dream. When I found you, your whole body was burning and you were talking incoherently. But the fever has subsided now."

Recalling what Mo Yuan had said to her, that merit was needed to nourish his soul, Jiang Ruan was about to get up and leave Kunlun Xu for the mortal world!

When Donghua stopped her, she eagerly explained, "Lord Mo Yuan needs merit to nourish his soul. I need to go to the mortal world to provide free medical treatment and save lives!"

"Ruan Ruan, those good deeds are just a drop in the bucket." Zhe Yan walked into the room with a tray. He sat down beside Jiang Ruan's bed with the medicine in his hand, just stopping her from getting out of bed.

He and Donghua stopped her on the bed face to face.

Seeing Jiang Ruan's doubts, Zhe Yan coaxed her gently: "Drink the medicine first, and I will tell you after you drink it."

Jiang Ruan looked at the tray in Zheyan's hand. In addition to a bowl of black medicine that exuded a bitter taste, there were also several wild fruits in a jade plate.

This fruit is sweet and juicy, and Jiang Ruan liked to eat it when he stayed in Kunlun Xu.

Seeing that Zheyan was waiting for her to drink the medicine, Jiang Ruan picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in big gulps. After drinking it, she frowned because of the bitter taste, and picked up a wild fruit and stuffed it into her mouth.

The medicine was so bitter that the corners of her eyes turned red and her eyelashes filled with tears.

Rough fingers brushed past her lips. Jiang Ruan looked up in surprise and saw Donghua raising his hand to wipe away the bitter medicine juice from her lips.

Zheyan was displeased: "Donghua, this is not what we just discussed."

As a supreme god, let alone an ancient god from the ancient times, who has survived countless wars, it can be said that he was born from the word "killing". Whether it is Zheyan or Donghua, they are both domineering and unreasonable in nature.

They are unable and unwilling to share.

The domineering and possessive nature of their characters does not allow them to think about sharing such things.

Fighting and domineering are their nature. Just ask, which one of them did not win everything around them by robbing and killing when they first came into the world?

Now, for Jiang Ruan, the person who will accompany them until the end of their lives, they regard her as their only partner. Naturally, they are very possessive of her. If anyone competes with her, it will arouse their innate bloodiness!

Jiang Ruan listened to what the two of them said. She looked at Zhe Yan and Dong Hua and asked, "What did you discuss?"

It was Donghua who answered her: "Your current health no longer allows you to travel to the human world to provide free medical services. From now on, you will need to live in Taichen Palace or the Ten-Mile Peach Forest. Zheyan and I will take turns to transfer our cultivation to you and nourish Mo Yuan's soul."

Jiang Ruan was somewhat reluctant: "Then can I still go to the mortal world to practice medicine for free?"

"This is to ensure your safety." Donghua slowed his voice. "You now have Mo Yuan's remnant soul within you. Moreover, Mo Yuan used his body and the dragon energy of Kunlun Xu to enter your dream. The excessive consumption of divine power and cultivation has affected your body. If you do not stay in these two places and rely solely on accumulating merit in the mortal world, I am afraid your cultivation will be drained, and you will eventually end up with the destruction of both your body and soul."

"And I have my own responsibilities. I need to stay in the Heavenly Palace. Zheyan needs to suppress the evil in his body and cultivate himself in the peach forest. He can't be exposed to the mortal world too much. I am afraid that if he stays there for too long, it will arouse his evil nature."

Zhe Yan looked at Jiang Ruan and said, "Ruan Ruan, the ten years I have spent in the mortal world are the limit of how long I can stay."