She became a god

Beyond the heavens, the realm of slaughter.

A purple-robed deity frowned and said, "Chun'er, you are injured. Instead of resting properly, why are you degrading yourself like this?"

The other red-robed deity in the hall did not reply, but instead stood there, engrossed in carving wood with his sword.

After a long while, the Goddess of Xiling could no longer bear the deathly silence.

"My son, do you resent me?"

She couldn't understand why the son she had conceived from her crotch could be so cold to her.

"I stopped complaining a long time ago."

That means you've already complained.

The Goddess of Xiling sighed, “My child, do you resent me for letting you suffer in the mortal world? You are a piece of my flesh, and your pain makes my heart ache as your mother.”

But a mother's love for her child is always far-reaching. If I had intervened, how could you be where you are today?

You're always so aloof, ignoring everyone you meet. What else is in your heart and eyes besides swords?

Wen Xichun said calmly, "Kill!"

"Besides killing, do you have no other feelings or desires? Open your eyes and take a good look. I am your mother, not your boss or subordinate."

"When you were a child, you were quiet and reserved, but at least you could express your likes and dislikes. But now, all you know how to do is kill."

"Chun'er, tell me, what will it take for you to properly recover from your injuries?"

Looking at the gradually becoming clear lines of the sacred wood beside him, Wen Xichun smiled and said, "Wait until it's finished carving."

"Then I'll carve it for you..."

"No! I want to carve it myself."

Seeing that Xi Chun insisted, the Goddess of Xiling did not press the matter further, and instead asked about another matter, "A thousand years ago, did you go to the thirtieth heaven to kill an immortal named Lu Mingze?"

"Ah."

"He deserves to die! He always rejects you, he's so arrogant! It's an honor for a man to be favored by a woman, especially since he's a celestial being and you're a goddess. He's just too ungrateful..."

“Mother Goddess, my relationship with him is not the same as your relationship with the Lord of the Eastern Realm.”

The Goddess of Xiling asked in bewilderment, "Then why did you seek him out thirty-one times? You didn't seek me out that many times."

“He has what I want, but he keeps refusing to give it to me, so I’ll kill him and take his treasure.”

"What you want? My son, whatever you desire, your mother will find it for you."

"Mother Goddess, can you help me bring someone whose soul has been scattered into my dreams?"

"How could you possibly enter a dream when your soul has been scattered? Chun'er, did you perhaps damage your brain in the war?"

Wen Xichun's face turned pale, and she fell silent.

Seeing this, the Goddess of Xiling patted Wen Xichun on the back, "My child, why do you want to see someone whose soul has been scattered in your dream?"

I want to ask her…

"You have doubts too?"

"I want to ask her if she has ever regretted it?"

"The person you're talking about, did he do something to wrong you?"

"Yes, she stabbed me with a sword."

"Why do you care whether someone who intends to harm you regrets it? Look at you, so pathetic. Instead of seeking revenge on your enemy, you question such a trivial matter."

"He got his revenge, stabbed her with a sword. It was no small matter."

The Goddess of Xiling quickly grasped the logic: "Chun'er, after you retaliated and caused the person who hurt you to be annihilated, you wanted to question her in a dream about whether she regretted it. Don't you think that's strange?"

"She stabbed you, and you stabbed her. The cause and effect are clear. What are you still clinging to?"

After a long silence, the Goddess of Xiling heard an unbelievable answer: "Mother Goddess, I have regrets."

The Goddess of Xiling stared intently at Wen Xichun, who continued, "I regret killing her. I couldn't bear to kill her. I just wanted her to experience the feeling of being stabbed, I never intended for her to die."

"She killed you, but you don't want to kill her?"

Although the Goddess of Xiling complained that her son was estranged from her, she considered herself to be the one among all the gods who understood Wenxichun the most at that time.

Her son was a man of unwavering resolve who always sought revenge, and since becoming a god, he has slaughtered all who stood in his way.

It's truly strange that such a god wouldn't want to kill someone who had killed him.

After much thought, it seems there's only one possibility.

So the Goddess of the Western Ridge tentatively asked, "Do you love her?"

"…have no idea."

"So you hate her?"

“Of course, I remember every single one of her expressions clearly.”

Wen Xichun suddenly looked up. "I don't love her, I'm just resentful. What right does she have to kill me?"

"Why can she kill me with a clear conscience, but I can't!"

"Why can she so easily affect my mood, while I can't!"

"Why can she forget the past so completely, while I can't!"

"Why can she die so completely, while I have to live like a walking corpse!"

"I hate her! I hate her!..."

The Goddess of Xiling looked at Wen Xichun, who was gradually going mad, with a look of pity in her eyes, and comforted her, "But she is already dead. You... hate her, but she can't feel it."

Wen Xichun was taken aback, then said, "If I could, I would never stab her with that sword again. Death would be too easy for her!"

The Goddess of Xiling realized that this might be a good opportunity to get to the heart of Wenxi Chun.

So she asked, "If you hadn't killed her that day, what would you have done to her?"

“I want to lock her up. She loves freedom the most, so if I don’t give her freedom, she will suffer. But that’s not enough…”

"So what else do you want to do?"

"I'm going to make sure she never gets a good night's sleep, because she loves sleeping the most."

“I need to shut her up; she always likes to talk nonsense.”

"I want…"

The Goddess of Xiling interrupted, "What you want is actually very easy to achieve. Just turn her into a human pig and lock her in a dark corner, that will do."

"But she cries, and it's annoying..."

“Then gouge out her eyes.” The Goddess of Xiling looked at the hesitant Wen Xichun. “You still can’t bear to do it. You’re so easily swayed by her. Or you could say that you have expectations of her. I think if she came back to life and apologized to you, you might forgive her in the next second.”

"No, she has caused me pain for four thousand years."

"Would you forgive her four thousand years after she apologized?"

After a short while, Wen Xichun nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Chun'er, can you tell me why you are so tolerant of her?"

A century has passed in the blink of an eye.

Just as the Goddess of Xiling got up to leave, she heard Wen Xichun's answer.

"I was happy the moment I saw her, for reasons unknown."

"In my memory, the corners of her mouth were always turned up, as if she had no worries at all."

"Her expressions were vivid and varied, unlike any other living creature."

"She was greedy, sleepy, sweet-loving, lazy, frivolous, spoiled, willful, selfish, arrogant, and conceited, yet I could never help but look at her."

"I shouldn't always look at her."

"After she noticed my gaze, she would look at me with those spring-like eyes, then raise her two dimples and lift an eyebrow at me..."

"I hate her, I hate the way she looks at me!"