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Chapter 12: The Flower of The Descending Frost

  The Water God lowered his head to gaze at me, the clear lake in his eyes started to ripple up in waves, a row of tears fell out of his eyes and landed on my sleeves, "Jin Mi, you have suffered... I owe Zi Fen, I also owe you as a father, even if you do not want to recognise me, I will not fault you..." Although he spoke like this from his mouth, he tightened his embrace around me.

  I obediently leaned on his shoulder, I did not struggle, I said in a melancholic tone, "It's not that Jin Mi does not want to recognise, but Jin Mi's divine energy is low, even if I bluff myself to believe, how would the Water God convince the world that Jin Mi, a fruit sprite, is a descendant of the Flower Goddess and the Water God? If one cannot convince the crowd, there will definitely be problems later."

  I looked over the Water God's shoulder and saw the Flower Leader furrowing her brows and glaring at me, I rubbed my nose and hid in the Water God's embrace. As the Water God hugged me, he appeared very happy, he lovingly stroked the top of my hair and said slowly, "Jin Mi need not worry, your divine origin was covered by a seal by Zi Fen, so your current self is not your real self, Father will go to the West to ask the Buddha to unseal your true self."

  I've been alone for four thousand plus years, and never felt that I lacked anything, but having him hugged me so lovingly, I was dazed, I only felt that even though it was snowing outside, it was as if the whole of spring had shrunk into this warm embrace. I unconsciously gave a faint smile at the snow that was falling outside, a small yellow flower slowly grew out from the layers of snow, stubbornly blooming against the cold winter wind.

  I softly murmured the phrase, slowly repeating it in my mouth, "Fa.... Father..."

  The embrace trembled.

  Suddenly the spring breeze came, the white snow that had covered the sky and ground disappeared without a trace, there was only a bright clear sky, everywhere blossomed with flowers.

  The Flower Leader gazed at us, her eyes rims reddening. The Flower Leader Yu Lan's eyes seemed to have gotten some sand, she kept using her robe sleeves to wipe her eyes.

  "Jin Mi... Obedient Jin Mi..." The Water God opened his mouth again, his voice trembled as if he could hardly suppress his joy, "As long as Jin Mi likes, don't even speak of divine essence, even if Father has to give his all, why not?"

  Don't attack strongly, ask as if you are weak - the Moon God's words were all true, this was a killer move against all men, regardless of age. I couldn't help secretly rejoicing at this.

  "But Jin Mi's body has a great amount of "Yang" fiery energy, where did this come from?" The Water God changed the topic, his voice full of worry, "To untie the bell we need to find the person who tied the bell, right now it's critical to get the person to take back the energy he gave you."

  "Yang fiery energy? Unless it's the energy the Heavenly Emperor gave me last night?" I blurted out.

  "The Heavenly Emperor?!" The Flower Leader glared at me, "Yu Lan! Weren't you guarding Jin Mi last night, what do you have to say?"

  The Flower Leader Yu Lan knelt down before the tomb. I anxiously said, "This has nothing to do with Flower Leader Yu Lan, the Heavenly Emperor summoned my soul to an illusionary realm, and conveniently passed me five thousand years of divine energy."

  "What did he say to you?" The Flower Leader looked at me menacingly, I shrank in the Water God's embrace, but saw the Water God was deep in thought.

  "He said.... he said... He said he was also my father," I swallowed my saliva and finally managed to spit it out, the Water God froze.

  "What a joke!" The Flower Leader coldly smiled, the other twenty three flower leaders were also furious. The Little Flower Leader Ding Xiang looked like she could not wait to peel off his skin, "If not for him! Why would our master's soul annihilate and die with such hatred?! To say he is the enemy who killed your mother is also not to malign him!"

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