Chapter 1 They Are Already Married

The wisp of thought left behind by the Queen Mother of the West coughed violently. Her face flushed red, and her autumn-water-like pupils glared at the Tushan goddess before her. She seemed to take a moment to calmly consider what this fellow had just said. Then, two clusters of flames ignited fiercely in those eyes. The teacup in her hand slammed heavily onto the table, making a loud noise. "What did you say? "They're already married?" Astonishment and disbelief filled the Queen Mother of the West's eyes. Nujiao's voice was gentle, "Yes, they are."

"Are you angry that they got married without telling you?"

"But didn't you say yourself that you're not even a complete *po* (a part of the soul) of the Queen Mother of the West, just a wisp of thought? "Did you expect them to come and tell this wisp of thought when they got married?" Nujiao rested her chin on her hand, her smile cunning and teasing.

The Queen Mother of the West's aura stagnated. Then, she glanced at the happily smiling Nujiao and calmed down, saying, "Impossible. Even if Wei Yuan wanted her to do this, she wouldn't let him act recklessly. Besides, the Wei Yuan I know would never be that kind of person."

Nujiao raised an eyebrow. "How do you know he isn't?"

The Queen Mother of the West's voice paused slightly, as if she didn't know where her sudden certainty came from.

But looking at Nujiao's expression, she felt a little unhappy. She said indifferently, "He passed the Kunlun trials here. I naturally know what kind of person he is."

Nujiao looked at this wisp of thought of the Queen Mother of the West and said, "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore." "I want them to have a grand wedding directly." The Queen Mother of the West said in a deep voice, "No. I won't allow it."

Nujiao retorted, "But you're just a wisp of thought."

The Queen Mother of the West's thought was stunned, and she said angrily, "Even if it's just a thought, it's still a thought of the Queen Mother of the West! Wang is the Queen Mother's youngest daughter. How can she be married off when she's not here? I won't allow it, I absolutely won't allow it! Do you want her to get married without receiving the Queen Mother's blessing?"

Nujiao saw that the Queen Mother of the West's thought was indeed angry and felt regret in her heart. Although the woman before her claimed to be just a wisp of thought of the Queen Mother of the West, she was still the Queen Mother of the West at a certain moment.

Except for the fact that she seemed to have lost a considerable part of her memories, her personality was extremely similar to that of the Queen Mother of the West herself. Since this fellow was angry,

It also meant that the Queen Mother of the West, the head of the Kunlun gods, who wielded the five punishments and five remnants of the heavens, and was fierce in battle, would definitely feel dissatisfied about this, and even be directly enraged.

Nujiao sighed inwardly and then deliberately put on an angry look and argued with the Queen Mother of the West for a long time, with fierce words. The Kunlun guards who were watching the door looked at each other, not daring to approach at all, and all ran away as far as they could.

When the great gods fight, mortals suffer.

In the end, Nujiao seemed to be defeated by the Queen Mother of the West. She sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it, just consider it your win." "So you won't consummate the marriage, right?"

"But it's not easy for my Tushan clan to mobilize once, so let's compromise."

Nujiao stretched out her fair fingers, seeming to have the tone of, "I've already taken a step back, don't be ungrateful," as she said,

"An engagement, an engagement banquet should still be held, right?"

"Go through a ceremony, write their two names together, and record them in my Tushan clan's register, no problem, right?" The Queen Mother of the West seemed to be subconsciously refuting out of habit, "No!"

Then, she saw Nujiao's astonished expression and seemed to feel that she was being too heartless, so she said, "Even. Even if it's just an engagement, family and friends need to be present."

"You've come, but what about our side? I'm just a wisp of thought, even if I represent the Queen Mother of the West to witness this."

"At least the other three Heavenly Maidens need to be present." Nujiao frowned.

The three Heavenly Maidens, she only knew that Xuannu and Nüying were currently recuperating in the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion.

As for the last one, Yaoji, Nujiao actually knew her. This Yaoji was the Heavenly Maiden sent by Kunlun when King Yu was controlling the floods and dealing with Gonggong and Wuzhiqi. After all, Nüba was seriously injured, and using flames against the same level of waterway would naturally be restrained. The youngest Heavenly Maiden was still a child, and the Nine Heavens Xuannu was of the metal and water path. Although Xuannu was powerful, she was no match for Gonggong, who was among the top ten of the Dao Fruit realm. Therefore, the best reinforcement naturally fell on Yaoji, who was of the earth element. However, Yaoji had been missing for thousands of years.

Nujiao had spent a long time searching, but still found nothing.

In her current view, the Queen Mother of the West's request had a bit of a difficult flavor to it. However, it seemed that she had already reached the limit of what the ancient god Queen Mother of the West could tolerate. Thinking carefully, from the Queen Mother of the West's point of view, there was nothing wrong with having the blessings of her mother and sisters before getting engaged. So she nodded and agreed.

The Queen Mother of the West's thought slightly narrowed her eyes and said, "However, you shouldn't do anything excessive, right?" Nujiao smiled and nodded. "Of course, it's just an engagement, not a marriage." "There won't be a wedding night."

The ancient god Queen Mother of the West's thought breathed a slight sigh of relief. Nujiao said casually, "At most, just a kiss." The Queen Mother of the West's expression froze.

Have modern humans become so open?

Nujiao didn't give the Queen Mother of the West a chance to change her mind. She just smiled and said, "Since this matter is settled, I'll go back first. I've argued with you for so long today, it's been quite enjoyable. I'll find Longhu Mountain and mobilize the power of the Zheng Yi (Taoist sect) and Renyi (righteous) cultivators to find Yaoji's whereabouts.

Once Yaoji is found, we can directly get engaged."

"Of course, I'll also find a way to find that [Aspect of the Faceless Goddess]."

Nujiao paused slightly, then remembered something and said, "By the way, I remember Wei Yuan's body is here." Nujiao was referring to the body that had been pickled in the ancient era, which was later infused with the power of Kunlun and transformed into Wei Yuan's clone, the Kunlun God of the mortal realm. However, it was rarely used. It was only during the battle with Gonggong that Ji Xuanyuan temporarily borrowed this body for the battle at the Kunlun fissure in the mortal realm. After that, it was left here.

The Queen Mother of the West looked surprised and replied, "Don't you know?" "Know what?"

"Naturally, that clone has already been taken away."

The Queen Mother of the West said, "After that battle, Zhuge Wuhou had already taken Wei Yuan's Kunlun Mountain God clone away on the grounds that this body needed to recuperate. And he hasn't sent it back since. I don't know what Zhuge Wuhou is planning or scheming."

She frowned and looked at Nujiao, "Do you really not know about this?" Nujiao shook her head, her expression suspicious, "I don't know."

"But Zhuge Wuhou and A Yuan are as close as brothers, he shouldn't harm him." "I just don't know what's going on in his head."

Nujiao sighed and said, "It's just that this guy's brain is the same as Qi's. Qi might be above him in Qimen (mystical arts) attainments, but no other method can match Zhuge Wuhou. It's like there's nothing this kid doesn't know." "When we know his ideas and plans, they're no longer his trump cards."

After seeing off the Tushan Nujiao, the Queen Mother of the West held a cup of tea. The tea was light and tasteless, so she simply took the fine wine from Kunlun Mountain and poured it into the teacup, taking the fragrance of the tea and the taste of the wine, and the coolness of Kunlun. Then she poured and drank it herself. After all, this was fine wine that had been sealed in Kunlun Mountain for who knows how many years. The wine was clear, but it was extremely easy to get drunk.

Unknowingly, the Queen Mother of the West felt the effects of the alcohol rising. She lay on her side on the Kunlun jade bed and fell asleep peacefully. At the Zhenyao Museum—

A delicate-faced young female artist sat down on a high stool similar to a bar counter.

This was something the Water Ghost had bought at a great price to create an atmosphere and match his butler uniform. It cost him three months' worth of wages.

The young female artist had just taken on a new job and was now starting her familiar routine of slacking off. On the contrary, she was eloquent, saying that she couldn't get inspiration until the last moment, and that creators needed to have a feeling, didn't they? Anyway, there was still a long time before the deadline for submitting the manuscript, so there was no need to rush.

I'm not slacking off, I'm not shirking. This is scientifically allocating time. Yes, that's exactly right!

The Water Ghost rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you're right. I hope you don't end up staying up all night crazily rushing to meet the deadline again." "On the last night, a pen, a bottle of vodka." "A miracle, a corpse."

"Ah, no, you're already a corpse now." The Water Ghost made a hellish joke. The Taoist Trinity laughed along with you.

He complained inwardly, but his hand pushed a bottle of happy water in front of the Vodka Lady. She wrinkled her nose, and a very dissatisfied and disdainful expression appeared on her delicate face. Only her toes were dragging along the ground, her slippers had fallen off, revealing her white cotton socks. So she simply hooked her two feet together and swayed them, disdainfully saying, "Really, it's happy water again. Are you even a man?!" "Coward! Give me some *pa* (strong alcohol)!"

The Water Ghost expressionlessly took out a lighter, and raging flames burned on top of the happy water. The Vodka Lady's voice was blocked, and her feet that were swaying together stopped. "Ah, this..."

The Water Ghost smugly said, "Special custom-made happy water!"

The Vodka Lady's face was slightly red, and then she mumbled, "So you do have some ability." She wiped this glass of wine with both hands, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp. She let out a burp.

Then, after a few more glasses of wine, she became slightly drunk, so she mumbled, "I don't want to slack off either, I don't want to slack off either, but, but this time it's really hard to draw. That guy, that what's-his-name client wants a lighthearted comedy about the love between a human sword immortal and the Lord of the Gods. The sword immortal is fine, especially a poor sword immortal." "Isn't there one living in the museum?"

"But, but that Goddess Empress, the Lord of the Gods, is really too difficult to draw, *wuwuwu*, I can't draw out that temperament at all, rejection after rejection after rejection! Damn it, I haven't even seen any empress or god-king, how am I supposed to draw out that flavor! Damn client! Damn it!"

The Water Ghost repeatedly agreed and then poured another glass of wine, saying, "Since this client is so stupid, then just don't draw it!" "That won't do!" The Vodka Lady vigilantly objected.

Then, holding her small wine glass, she let out a burp and mumbled, "Because she's giving me, really too much." The corners of the Water Ghost's mouth twitched, "I actually can't refute that."

Could it be that the entire museum has been interfered with by the curator's fortune? Or is it that we've all gathered together because we're all poor? Which is the cause and which is the effect?

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

Just as the Water Ghost began to fall into deep thought, the Vodka Lady finally swayed and fell down with a *pa* sound. The Water Ghost came back to his senses, and a trace of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I've finally brought you down, huh." "Hmph, even if you're as cunning as a ghost, you'll eventually cough cough, wrong, we're already ghosts." "Now, I'll let you know what will happen after you get drunk." "Sorry, I've endured for so long." "I can't hold back anymore."

The Water Ghost slowly lowered his hand, and then with a *shua* sound, a paintbrush appeared in his hand.

He said with a sneer, "Strong liquor is heresy. Only sugar brings happiness! I'll let you know the miserable consequences of getting drunk!"

"Ahahaha."

The Water Ghost directly drew a turtle on the young female artist's face, and then triumphantly continued to draw, adding three more strokes on each side, making her look like a catwoman. Then, he drew a heart above her left eye. Just at this moment, the young female artist's eyes opened.

Her eyes were calm and cold, like the millennia-old unfrozen ice on Kunlun. The Water Ghost's movements froze.

In that gaze, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and dignity. A very strange thing happened—I am a wisp of thought of the Queen Mother of the West.

I got drunk once, and after I got drunk, I had a dream.

I saw a guy wearing strange clothes, who looked like he deserved a beating, standing in front of me holding a paintbrush.

And the Water Ghost felt the aura behind him changing and flowing, and the Kai Ming (mythical beast) formed by the interwoven chaos stiffly raised his head. He saw behind the young female artist,

The Aspect of the Faceless Goddess violently changed and twisted, turning into the dignified, noble, and majestic Kunlun Queen Mother of the West. "!!!"

p.s.: Today's first update, three thousand eight hundred words.