The Kai Ming cub behind him froze, his expression fixed.

At the same time, the water ghost, not possessed by Kai Ming and still retaining its own personality, also froze.

At this moment, both the original entity and the [possibility of reincarnation] were stalled, like being on the verge of rebirth, their courage trembling.

'Curator, please remember me.'

'I sacrificed myself for the museum!'

The water ghost howled in its heart, hoping to be retrieved. Kai Ming, on the other hand, was ecstatic—it was truly the Queen Mother of the West, it was him!

The transforming maiden painter reached out and rubbed her brow. She felt as if she had just had a drink on Kunlun Mountain and, in the blink of an eye, was here. She frowned slightly, and the water ghost shivered, feeling a sense of majesty in the delicate face of the girl, something that hadn't been there before.

At this time, in the realm that only [Karma] could perceive, Kai Ming directly possessed the water ghost. Divine spirit in a ghost body.

The water ghost's eyes shone with an inner light, faintly revealing a golden and purple intertwined glow. He said, "Your Ladyship..." This time, Vodka Niangniang simply nodded calmly as a matter of course. "Yes."

"Where is this place, and who are you?" At the same time, in the mortal realm, on West Kunlun Mountain, atop a jade bed.

Vodka Niangniang downed seven or eight glasses of the water ghost's specially made super invincible happy water in a row, becoming completely dazed and falling over. But she stubbornly refused to let herself sleep, gritting her teeth. That water ghost, the scoundrel—

Such strong alcohol could knock them over. The water ghost must be planning to do something terrible while she was drunk. Like, for example,

Like drawing turtles on her face, or drawing cat whiskers! Abominable! One, two, get up for me!

Vodka Niangniang struggled to her feet again and stumbled around, groggily trying to find the toilet according to her memory. But it was so strange, why couldn't she find the toilet no matter how much she turned around? Wait a minute, wasn't their museum supposed to be poor and shabby? How could it be so big? Hmm? Did she just see jade? Was it a new exhibit in the museum?

Then Vodka Niangniang saw an extremely mysterious mirror. Overall, it radiated cloud patterns and flowed with an incomparably profound aura, as if it were the only one in all realms, or as if it could perceive three lifetimes and ten thousand ages. It was the Kunlun Mirror, a supreme treasure even Wei Yuan's soul would be drawn into, the leader of all mirrors in the myriad realms, carried by the Queen Mother of the West, born with the Kunlun Mountains, and becoming even more powerful and mysterious as she suppressed the myriad realms with it.

This mirror seemed to sense its owner and trembled slightly, flowing and changing with the most profound light, emitting an extremely clear and melodious sound.

...

Vodka Niangniang looked lost and hesitant, her eyes vaguely dazed, and she subconsciously reached out towards the mirror. Slower and slower, slower and slower, her hand was almost touching the mirror.

The mirror, dreamlike and shrouded in a layer of clouds, rippled with layers of ripples, as if in joy, as if in anticipation. But at this moment, *smack*!

Vodka Niangniang's left hand suddenly rose and grabbed her right wrist, preventing herself from touching the mirror. She breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes regaining clarity and reason from that confusion, and then murmured, "Scary, can't touch, can't touch. Look at the color, look at this appearance." It must be very expensive. Ignore it. Let's go.

"Where's the toilet? Where's the toilet?" Vodka Niangniang rubbed her eyes and yawned.

The mirror rippled, reflecting Vodka Niangniang's figure: a woman in tight-fitting clothes, her hair falling only to her shoulders, her brows slightly stern, her face delicate, holding a long spear in her hand, as if it was entwined with the fierce aura of heavenly tribulations, aggressive, overbearing, and fierce. Even more so than pure golden energy, expressionless, her eyes deep. She was also rubbing her eyes, but the maiden painter gave the feeling of being lazy and sleepy after staying up until three or four in the morning. Sleeping at three, getting up at five, in a rectangular ash box!

But the Kunlun Mirror reflected someone whose existence defiled the eyes.

The Queen Mother of the West who would wipe her eyes and immediately stab you to death with her spear. The maiden painter yawned and turned around.

The Kunlun Mirror behind her also reflected the maiden turning around, but her hair was slightly raised, her brows were sharp, her eyes had gold and red eye shadow, her right hand was diagonally holding the Nine Dragons Devouring Heaven Disaster God Spear, her waist was wrapped with a red flowing cloud belt, she stepped on cloud silk boots, her left index and middle fingers formed a magic seal, jade pendants jingled at her waist, overbearing and unmatched, the goddess was aloof, Kunlun was immortal. The temperament was completely different.

The Kunlun Mirror seemed to have consumed too much energy and quieted down. Vodka Niangniang paused slightly, seeming to notice something, and turned slightly, but saw that the mirror was still the same as before. So she yawned again and turned around.

She muttered, "Really, what did I see? Am I... am I just seeing things from staying up too late?"

"Where can I find a model with the level of a goddess empress to help me?" "Damn it."

She rubbed her hair in annoyance, and then looked up, suddenly seeing a woman in palace attire, with an elegant temperament and bright eyes, walking out slowly. Her beauty was the best Vodka Niangniang had seen in many years, but compared to her dignified and refined temperament, even that beauty was nothing. Wasn't this a perfect model?

Vodka Niangniang's eyes lit up and she rushed over, saying, "Beautiful miss, are you interested in being my model for drawing comics?" Then she froze.

Because she saw that this beautiful girl was also striding towards her.

Then Vodka Niangniang crashed into the jade stone, covered her forehead, and staggered back, her eyes filled with tears. She looked up and saw that the graceful and noble beauty was also making the same movements. She was a role model beauty with a dignified and generous temperament, combined with the aloof and ethereal feeling of a goddess.

She covered her forehead with both hands, and even Vodka Niangniang couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Was there such a beautiful character in the mortal world?

I thought Bai Ze, that lazy fellow, was already the best with her white hair and red face. Who is this?

Even more beautiful than Bai Ze Niangniang?

Then she realized and reached out her hand, and the beauty in front also reached out her hand. Vodka Niangniang stuck out her tongue.

The beauty in the reflection also stuck out her tongue.

Vodka Niangniang pondered, and then stammered, "Is this me?!" "I actually... "A moment of silence.

Then came the girl's cheers—“Yay, I’ve grown taller!” “Ten centimeters, ten centimeters!”

Unaware of the extremely strange situation in her museum, Curator Wei left the Tu Shan clan and headed towards his home, thinking about whether to go to Longhu Mountain. But after thinking about what he had seen behind the South Heaven Gate before—the thirty-six strong men of the Thunder Department all surrounding the Old Celestial Master, a bunch of ancient gods and alien species.

Each one of them was burly and sturdy, making the Old Celestial Master look weak, pitiful, and helpless. After thinking about it, Curator Wei decisively left.

Actually, he could sense that Nü Jiao was definitely scheming something behind his back, but most likely she was thinking about some way to tease him. Wasn't that to be expected? They had even created another war marriage ceremony, so it would be outrageous to think that Nü Jiao wouldn't do anything.

Wei Yuan only confirmed that Nü Jiao wouldn't do anything harmful to him, so he didn't care.

Karma flowed and changed, and there were too many things with karma related to him. Wei Yuan didn't intend to accept or perceive everything, as that would be too tiring. He suddenly began to understand why Bai Ze wanted to slack off. All kinds of information and knowledge were rushing into his brain frantically, and no one could withstand it. It was too tiring, almost like being passively working overtime twenty-four hours a day.

No… thinking about it like that, A’ Liang might like that kind of power.

Wei Yuan rubbed his forehead and was about to leave when he suddenly sensed it in his sleeve. Strands of aura began to riot, and even his Qiankun Sleeve couldn't suppress them for a moment. Frowning slightly, he swept his sleeve, and with a burst of light, an object emitting endless treasure light transformed and rose up.

As soon as it appeared, it exuded a strong aura, seemingly intending to flee.

Wei Yuan stretched out his right hand, his jade fingers drooping slightly, causing the space to become suppressed and heavy, as if all karma had collapsed at once, and the point of collapse was the palm of the Taoist's hand. Therefore, even though that ray of light burst out with a rather strong aura, it still couldn't escape and was still trapped in the Taoist's palm, unable to break free. Wei Yuan pressed down with his right hand.

That ray of light cried out and was forcibly stopped.

Then the light dissipated, revealing its original form: a heavenly gate, flowing with turquoise light, emitting auspicious and radiant light, extremely extraordinary. It was the [South Heaven Gate] that Wei Yuan had forcibly seized from Kai Ming before. But at this moment, this heavenly gate, which should have been attributed with enough karma and enough fulcrums, began to riot again. "The anchor point and karma are not enough..."

"Because of the distance, this thing is rioting again."

"After all, it was the Nine Heavens Gate for so long."

Wei Yuan frowned, finding that even under the entanglement of karma, this heavenly gate was shaking violently. He couldn't just smash this heavenly gate with one palm.

Thinking about it, in this era, the only ones who understood this thing seemed to be the Kunlun Kai Ming behind the water ghost.

The heavenly gate trembled violently, seemingly unable to tolerate the added identity and about to shatter on the spot. Wei Yuan lowered his eyes, clenched his five fingers, forcibly suppressing this Kunlun treasure that had existed on Kunlun Mountain for who knows how many years, and then reached out in front—“Come here, Kai Ming, come to the museum.”

Kai Ming looked at the Queen Mother of the West behind “Vodka Niangniang”, his heart surging with emotion.

He was about to speak when he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and then the maiden painter Vodka, who had the posture of the Western Emperor behind him, became the white-haired, green-clothed Yuanshi Tianzun. Kai Ming was stunned—“How… how am I here?” Wei Yuan asked strangely, “I need your help with something.” Help?

You just pulled me over with one hand to help?

I admit I tricked you before, but don't play me like this at such a crucial moment! Kai Ming's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment. Then his expression suddenly froze. Wait a minute, I came over…

Then the one in the museum dealing with the Queen Mother of the West is… crap, the water ghost!

Almost at the same time, Kai Ming, who still retained a little bit of the ability to see the ten directions, felt a chill run down his spine. Not good, this feeling…

Crap, crap, crap, water ghost, you are a wisp of my thought reincarnated! I am your original self. Don’t screw me over.

Inside the museum.

The water ghost was just in a daze, completely unaware that he had just been possessed, and then the Kai Ming cub who had possessed him was swept away by a certain museum curator. Seeing the paintings on Vodka Niangniang's face in front of him, and feeling his death star flashing, the water ghost's smile froze. But when he heard the girl's words, he was even more shocked. "Crap.

"Did your brain get damaged from drinking?! Impossible! You're playing me!" With your cultivation, you'd just fall asleep at most, even if you were soaked in a wine vat. He pondered for a long time, and then suddenly realized that this was just another prank and scare like before. Humph, childish and stupid tricks. So he said with great pain, "Don't you know?"

"I am your childhood sweetheart, your promised lifelong partner who will never leave you, never get angry, and will let you hit and scold me!!!”

ps: Today's second update, three thousand six hundred words.