She became a god

During the Grain Rain season, the climate is humid, and flowers and plants are easy to grow.

The flowers are in full bloom now, but they will wither when they reach their peak.

As it ran back to the cave, the little panda's body was covered in countless petals of peonies, chinaberry flowers, and roses.

Feng Hui picked up the little panda and gently brushed away the petals. When she looked down, she could smell the rich fragrance of chinaberry flowers.

She tapped the red panda's nose. "Was Zhouzhou rolling around in the chinaberry tree?"

The little panda rubbed against her chest and playfully stuck out its tongue, "Now you're rolling around in the chinaberry tree too."

"You!"

Feng Wei smiled helplessly, but still patiently continued to stroke the red panda's fur.

If it weren't for me, how could Zhouzhou have become like this?

That day, I was swept into a time-space black hole. I thought I was in grave danger, but unexpectedly, I ended up in a cave deep in the mountains.

The good news is that she and Ye Qingzhou were unharmed and not affected by any spacetime rifts.

The bad news is that she has also lost her spiritual power.

Over the past few months, through repeated attempts, Feng Wei has confirmed that her cultivation has only been temporarily sealed, and that the seal is showing signs of loosening.

At least, through her continuous efforts, she now possesses the spiritual power of the early Foundation Establishment stage.

Heaven help her, for Feng Hui, who was born at the Great Perfection of the Void Refinement stage, she had never been so weak in her life.

She couldn't figure out what Foundation Establishment stage spiritual power could do either, but the little panda chattered on and on, telling her how to use Foundation Establishment stage spiritual power to do things.

Fortunately, the place they are living in now is a remote village in a small country in the Central Continent, and their early Foundation Establishment stage strength is enough for them to protect themselves.

"Zhouzhou, please bear with it for a few more days. Once I recover my Golden Core cultivation, I'll take you to a luxury inn and buy you top-quality spiritual fruits."

Because Feng Hui's cultivation level was too low at this time, she didn't even have the authority to open her own mustard seed space.

Feng Ai was able to abstain from grains, but Ye Qingzhou truly had no spiritual power at all, and for the past few months he had been eating all sorts of wild fruits to fill his stomach.

This broke Feng Ai's heart.

Ye Qingzhou used to grow up in luxury, only eating the best spiritual fruits, and when she was by my side, she only ate golden apples.

Ye Qingzhou now has to trudge around the mountains and fields in search of food with his short legs. If people told them this, who would believe it?

The renowned and unparalleled diviner, Princess Xu Yao, has been reduced to competing for food with unintelligent wild beasts.

Feng Sui sighed. Although she had placed many of the magical treasures she had recently crafted on Ye Qingzhou, she had stayed by Ye Qingzhou's side except when she was cultivating.

But she still felt that Ye Qingzhou was living a very hard life!

Ye Qingzhou groaned. He was enjoying himself so much, why did he suddenly stop?

And you're still sighing and complaining?

Never mind, I don't know why Ah-E suddenly became so sentimental.

But... the kind and clever Zhouzhou still decided to pull A-E out of her sadness!

Zhouzhou is very happy, so Zhouzhou wants to make her good friends happy too! ⊙▽⊙!

"Ah-hee, I met a strange person today! We can go home early now!"

"Go home?" Feng Yi remained noncommittal. The demon realm needed a demon lord at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, while the phoenix clan needed a clan leader with outstanding combat power.

She is currently in a precarious situation herself, and going back would only implicate the Phoenix Clan and the Demon Realm.

Ye Qingzhou's situation might be slightly better than mine, but not by much.

The demon realm has always believed in the law of the jungle, and now that they are so weak, their days at home may not be as peaceful and carefree as they are now.

However, Feng Wei was somewhat curious about the strange person Ye Qingzhou had mentioned.

"What's wrong with that person?"

The little panda propped its chin on Feng Xiu's arm and tried hard to recall, "It was really strange! The person was dressed like a poor hunter. She seemed to have seen me and was staring at me with a fanatical look."

"But it doesn't feel like looking at prey. It's a strange feeling that I can't quite put my finger on."

"I suspect she knows me. Luckily I'm fast, otherwise it would have been difficult to shake her off; she seems exceptionally agile."

Feng Sui frowned slightly. "Oh? Logically speaking, there shouldn't be anyone here who can recognize you."

The red panda tribe has a small population and is considered a rare species in the entire demon race.

Apart from Xiaoqingshan in Qingzhou of the Demon Realm, red pandas have no other habitat.

The red panda tribe is known for its love of sleeping and staying at home, so even if they were on a mission, they would never come to such a small country.

Although the divination skills of the red panda clan are famous far and wide, their clan is not well-known among the general public in the human world. They cannot be compared with demon clans such as dragons and phoenixes. Even cats and dogs are more famous than red pandas.

So, why did that hunting boy know Zhouzhou?

Zhouzhou had been wandering around in the mountains and forests for several months, and hadn't encountered anyone else, so why did she have to run into that boy?

There must be something fishy here!

Feng Hui clenched her left fist, her thumb constantly rubbing her index finger; she was almost unable to resist indulging in conspiracy theories.

Perhaps falling into this place was all for the purpose of meeting this boy?

But... why this particular boy?

Is there anything special about her?

Feng Yi never procrastinated in her work. Since she had become suspicious of the young man, she carefully inquired about his physical characteristics from Ye Qingzhou. She also used her supernatural powers to listen to the conversations of the people in the village and gather useful information from them.

After an incense stick had burned, Feng Hui smiled with satisfaction.

It turns out that the boy's name was Wen Xichun, and he lived in a dilapidated temple at the end of the village. He was an outsider who suddenly appeared ten years ago.

She felt like she'd heard the name Wen Xichun somewhere before.

She remembered, and after deciding to form a yin-yang love pact with Ye Qingzhou, she gathered detailed information about him.

Ye Qingzhou seems to have a human friend, Wenxi Chun, the ruthless swordsman of Zhongzhou.

However, it seems that Wen Xichun died long ago.

Is this Wenxichun the reincarnation of that Wenxichun?

If so, did Zhouzhou meet her to settle the karmic debt between them?

If not, then...

"Ah-hee!"

The cries of the little panda in her arms interrupted Feng Lei's thoughts. She touched its soft, white ears and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

The little panda calls out with a strong voice, but when it actually gets someone to come over, it gets embarrassed and says, "I'm sleepy."

Zhouzhou is a clean freak. Every time she goes to sleep, she has to wash herself clean and comb every single hair.

But that was in the past. The current Zhouzhou doesn't have a luxurious hot spring bath, nor does it have the spiritual power to cast cleansing spells.

Thank goodness for Ah-E!

Feng Xiu carried her to a hidden stream to bathe, and after the bath, she dried her fur. Zhouzhou was once again a fluffy and clean little panda!

Before going to sleep, Zhouzhou thought, "I wish I had a fire elemental root too!"