Just that simple reason.

Yao Ji suddenly felt a little envious, especially when she thought about her current appearance, which had become a chain binding Canglong. Then, she thought of something else, and her expression showed a hint of worry as she said, "...But if you're planning something so big, you're definitely taking a risk."

"What if your reinforcements don't arrive, and you're trapped here?

"The Lord of Guixu is not an easy opponent to deal with."

Yao Ji paused, and then she saw the girl in front of her holding the mask in her hand. The smile on her face faded, and a sharp, unpredictable aura changed. The elements of earth, water, wind, and fire followed, vaguely gathering on the long blade, cold, overbearing, vast, and high, like a disaster from the Nine Heavens, a calamity of the Three Realms. It formed a striking contrast with the girl's cold, gentle, and beautiful eyebrows.

She seemed to be surrounded by a storm representing numerous elements. This was the power of pure Qi.

And at its core, there was pure turbid Qi no less refined than that of Kunlun. The fusion of purity and turbidity was a heavenly calamity! The terrifying and oppressive aura caused Yao Ji's mind to tremble for a moment, and she couldn't speak. It wasn't until the girl's fingers touched Yao Ji's face, and Jue put the mask on, her soft black hair falling down, with a gentle smile, that she said, "The Fourth Heavenly Maiden of Kunlun will certainly not be a match for the Overlord of Guixu." "But..."

"If Kunlun [Xi Wangmu] wants to leave, what qualifications does the Lord of Guixu have to keep me here?"

Yao Ji's pupils contracted. Xi Wangmu! She watched as her most peaceful fourth sister patted her shoulder and turned to leave. Her black hair fell, and her red clothes were like fire.

Her eyes were clear and bright, with distinct black and white. The Heavenly Calamity and the Overlord of Guixu—the two positions might actually merge in the future. The girl's body dissipated the overbearing and sharp aura from before, but it was as if a heavy sword had no edge, making her even more shocking. She was entangled by earth, water, wind, fire, and the two Qi of purity and turbidity, causing her hair and the hem of her clothes to flutter slightly. She resembled Xi Wangmu, surrounded by immortals and gods. Yao Ji watched in a daze, and then subconsciously asked, "Ah, Fourth Sister, where…where are you going?"

The girl turned back, her tone gentle, but devoid of the sharpness and vastness from just now. She was stunned for a moment and said, "Ah?"

"There are guests at Yuan's place. I have to go buy groceries."

Yao Ji: "..."

"Damn it, my sister, my lovely, innocent sister, has actually become like this!"

"M鳴鳴鳴鳴…It’s not good to rub anymore, how can I rub the face of the second generation Xi Wangmu?"

"And, and, where did she learn this style of casually saying things that make people's hearts stop! Where did my simple, cute, kind, and easily deceived sister go?"

After Jue left, Yao Ji returned to the core of the Heavenly Pivot Formation, bought good wine with Guixu's money, and gulped it down. Glug, glug, glug, glug, glug—bitter wine entering her throat made her heart ache.

Canglong: "..." After a moment of silence, the head of the Four Spirits said indifferently, "You are now the spirit of the formation; you don't have a heart."

"Huh?!"

"So what if I don't have a heart? I can still be scared even without a heart!" Yao Ji gritted her teeth.

Then she felt annoyed in her heart. No, I have to find Vodka Niangniang and place another order—the theme and title will be…that's right, it'll be called [The Female Emperor, Head of the Gods, and the Human Sword Immortal Hero]!

Give me money! Throw money at it, throw it hard! I'm not short of money; just draw it well! Anyway, it's Guixu's money.

Guixu has a lot of money. Especially, the most important thing is that it's not my own; it doesn't hurt at all to spend.

Just as Yao Ji was preparing to secretly transfer a little bit of Guixu's money into her own little treasury, she suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy in front of her. Yao Ji became alert, instantly transforming from a shut-in otaku girl into a cold and aloof spirit of the Heavenly Pivot Formation, wearing a long blue dress, surrounded by strands of flowing light, looking wise and cold, without any personal emotional fluctuations. The Overlord of Guixu slowly said, "What is your assessment of the Pixiu guarding Guixu?"

Yao Ji's expression remained unchanged as she said indifferently, "Trustworthy." The Overlord of Guixu recalled the great achievements the guardian had made before.

Thinking about the spirit of the formation, this was the great formation of Guixu, one of the top three Heavenly Pivot Formations in all the heavens and realms, and the most extensive and vast in scope, making it the strongest. Her judgment was naturally trustworthy. Thus, with both battle merits and heavenly secrets, he dispelled the last trace of doubt in his heart and nodded slightly. "Excellent!"

Tonight, the curator is not home; everyone, let loose and have fun!"

"Hahaha, come on, let's play a game. Let me see..."

Inside the museum, the water ghost bit on a straw, drinking the happiest ice-cold drink at the perfect time. Then his eyes lit up. His own account had already been banned, so he simply created a new small account. Hmm, he directly used the photo of that white-haired, red-eyed older sister, the number one beauty in the human world, as his profile picture. Matching teammates.

While playing the game, a teammate unhesitatingly chose Lü Bu Fengxian, a warrior with true damage.

And damn, he was killing fiercely, charging in the front. Completely unsalvageable. This time, the water ghost was playing [Diao Chan], and he had to pull the [Lü Bu Fengxian] back from feeding. He was numb. Not only did he charge in the front every time, but he also directly piled up. Even if there were three people piled up in front, he would still charge without hesitation.

The water ghost twitched his mouth. He glanced at the score sheet—0-23-0. With such a fierce and vicious record, the water ghost had only seen it once before in the game circle, from that guy called [Invincible Under Heaven of Longhu Mountain]. He never expected that after avoiding that Longhu Invincible, he would actually encounter this person again at this time.

He was numb, really numb. What virtue or ability did old man Shui have to encounter such crouching dragons and phoenix chicks in such a short period of time? He couldn't help but type and complain: "Don't go forward; don't feed anymore! You can't beat them!"

"Impossible."

The other side replied coldly: "There is a problem with this game."

A problem? The water ghost was suspicious, and then he saw the reply over there—"If I were truly Lü Bu Fengxian, how could a mere three people be a match for me!"

Water ghost: "..." Alright, I've met an extreme Chuunibyou patient. Water Lord is having bad luck today. The water ghost couldn't help but complain, "Do you really think of yourself as Lü Bu Fengxian? Who knew the other side would answer, "Precisely." Then he asked again, "Is your profile picture your true face?"

This time, the water ghost really thought that this person was here to make fun of him, because the profile picture he was using now was completely found from the old soldier's C drive learning materials, a white-haired, red-eyed older sister. Almost everyone saw the live broadcast at that time, and the popularity was even stirred up afterwards. Now he actually said he didn't recognize it?

Could it be that he was here to make fun of your Water Grandpa? So the water ghost naturally, very confidently, nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."

And this time, he directly used a voice changer for private chat. The voice was sweet and beautiful, extremely tempting.

As a water ghost who naturally liked to have fun, the corners of his mouth were almost hooked to his ears. He looked at his teammate's name, a very strange account—[The Future Adopted Son of the Great Venerable]. What a strange name! Just as the water ghost was planning to start another game, there was a sound of a door opening over there.

The water ghost was startled. Even Vodka Niangniang, who was drinking in the attic, was stunned.

Then the two of them looked at each other in the air, and the corners of their mouths twitched. Not good! The curator is back!

Before the two guys could react, with a crash, the door was pushed open, but it wasn't Wei Yuan who came back.

Jue carried large and small bags, and was stunned as soon as she entered the door. She saw a mess in the whole house, with scattered takeout boxes and various empty bottles everywhere. Then the three ghosts of the museum stared blankly, looking at Jue who came back with a murderous look while holding things. A certain awkward atmosphere permeated the air for a moment.

For some reason, Jue suddenly felt that this atmosphere was a little different. A little familiar.

This feeling, this slightly oppressive and nervous atmosphere, was like…

Like back then, when she took the undying flower and returned to Kunlun Mountain. At that time, she was still a child, wearing white clothes and kneeling in the Kunlun Hall. The hall was cold and empty. In the upper seats were the three Kunlun Gods, representing Kunlun, with their gazes either helpless, playful, or cold, watching her at that time.

For some reason, the feeling at this time was somewhat similar to that time.

It was just that she, who was kneeling on the ground and ready to accept punishment at that time, was standing, while the three employees of the museum in front of her were awkwardly stunned there. Vodka Niangniang put a potato chip in her mouth and gently bit down, making a crisp sound that broke the atmosphere at once.

The petite and exquisite Vodka Niangniang scurried back at once.

And the water ghost and the soldier were also scattered in a panic. Only Jue was left helpless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Finally, Liu Feng brought these three back again and ordered them to clean up the house together. Even so, it took a lot of time and effort to clean up the place again.

"Huff..., there shouldn't be any problems."

The girl was wearing simple and plain clothes, with her ponytail hanging down. Then she rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair wrists and arms.

Wearing warm yellow socks and cute home slippers, she stood in front of the kitchen, her ponytail swaying.

She was very satisfied with her preparations. The ingredients had already been cut and initially processed.

These ingredients could be cooked as soon as Yuan came back.

The fruits were washed clean and placed in the fruit plate. The tea was also prepared. Under the efforts of the three museum employees and the blowing of Liu Feng, the house finally returned to cleanliness. The girl breathed a sigh of relief and then turned around, looking at the scene and nodding with satisfaction, "This will do."

"Perfect!"

"Luckily I came back early; everything is ready."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Then, the girl, who was already prepared and unhurried, walked over and opened the door, with a gentle, dignified, and elegant smile, and saw Wei Yuan, the somewhat nervous Jingwei bird, and Liu Niu, who was still in armor.

"You're back? Yuan?" Wei Yuan nodded. After a few pleasantries, after entering the house, Jue used Liu Feng to draw water and make tea. Jingwei was a little nervous and curious, sitting on the sofa and shaking her head left and right to look around. Wei Yuan put down the tea, pointed to Liu Niu over there, looked at Jue over there, and said in a solemn tone, "This is Uncle Niu."

"For me, he is like a father."

"Father?" The perfect smile on Jue's face froze slightly.

The girl finally noticed that something was wrong, a subtle anomaly.

Then she saw the white-haired Taoist in front of her standing up. She saw him taking her hand and standing up as well, saying, "Uncle Niu, let me introduce you."

"This is Jue; she is..."

Wei Yuan took a slight breath and said, "Is my wife."

PS: Today's first update... 3400 words.