Chapter 5: Treating My Sister’s Illness

In the evening, at Mingyue Residence.

The little one stood in front of a large wooden box, busy with her work.

The wooden box was sent by Bihe, filled with various children’s toys.

Fang Yuean, being young in both spirit and age, couldn’t help but be very curious about these things.

Huai Ze, standing nearby, nagged:
[You’ve already said your three things today, don’t forget to control your mouth. Your face is thick, you’re not afraid of heavenly lightning, but your mother is mortal. If she knows too much about heavenly secrets, it will shorten her life.]

[Not just your mother, others too. Mortals, if they learn secrets of fate from you, will suffer heavenly punishment and lose their lifespan. You’ll be guilty of endangering mortal lives and will face severe punishment.]

[Don’t forget, you must follow the rules of the Wheel of Reincarnation, the fate book, and change things indirectly, pushing destiny without violating the laws.]

[How can I avoid heavenly punishment and still tell her more?] Fang Yuean asked casually, still rummaging through the box.

Huai Ze: [Continue fulfilling the task the God entrusted to you—awakening your true spiritual power and protecting her.]

Before entering the Wheel of Reincarnation, the God assigned Fang Yuean a task: to collect three tears that carried her genuine emotions.

In the ninety-nine lifetimes, she only managed to collect one drop in her fifty-third life.

It was this tear that allowed her to regain a bit of spiritual power, enough to reveal three heavenly secrets to Qin Xuan.

Fang Yuean waved her hand: [Forget it. I’ll fix it myself.]

Huai Ze: [You’re still a child, your abilities are limited. Wait, you can’t do anything bad!]

Fang Yuean rolled her eyes at him: [Little immortal, what are you talking about? I follow the heavenly rules!]

Huai Ze snorted, rolling his eyes again, but didn’t give up on persuading her:

[You’ve been lying down for decades, and this time you’ve finally gotten up. You might as well take this chance to collect the remaining two drops of tears. Once you restore more power, you can directly tell your mother. What if completing the task means you can leave the reincarnation cycle?]

Fang Yuean wasn’t moved, clearly a bit impatient. She scratched her ear.

Huai Ze: [Just try it. After being with you for so many years, if you complete the task, it’ll mean I did a good job on this mission. When I go back, I’ll definitely be able to ascend to the immortal level.]

Fang Yuean shook her head: [Since you’re saying that… I don’t want to complete it even more.]

She really didn’t want to try.

The feeling of shedding tears was like having her heart bitten off by a dog.

Huai Ze drooped his head.

Seeing that Fang Yuean had come to change Qin Xuan’s fate herself, he thought the little demon had changed her ways. But it seemed she was still the same as before.

About a cup of tea later, footsteps were heard from outside.

Qin Xuan led Fang Shuer into the room.

“Everyone leave,” she ordered.

Bihe and Hongye both exited the room, closing the door behind them, one on the left and one on the right.

Fang Yuean curiously watched Er’er. She dropped the cloth tiger she had been holding and ran over to poke her face lightly.

The two looked almost identical, except one had lively eyes while the other’s eyes were dull.

Huai Ze, she really looks exactly like me.

Fang Yuean occasionally touched Er’er’s hair, then her hand, a bit shy amidst her curiosity.

Huai Ze: [Her personality is completely different. She’s like a little Bodhisattva, as for you…]

He didn’t dare continue.

Qin Xuan looked at the two children, tears shimmering in her eyes.

Just now, the second son of Nanny Lei had brought back some news he’d overheard.

Madam Meng had repeatedly confirmed with Nanny Zhang whether the child they swapped had really been thrown into the city moat.

Nanny Zhang had answered affirmatively.

Madam Meng was incredulous and mentioned Er’er’s injury, saying these two children were too hard to kill.

What they had admitted to, their evil deeds, could not be false.

A mother’s anger solidified Qin Xuan’s resolve to make sure those who harmed her daughter would never have peace.

Fang Yuean took Er’er’s hand and led her to the wooden box, putting a small wooden dog into her hands.

Er’er passively held it, her eyes dull, showing no reaction.

Fang Yuean scratched her head and then, from somewhere, pulled out a golden pill, placing it into Er’er’s mouth.

Huai Ze, who had been lounging on a clothes rack, slipped and almost fell, shouting: [Where did you get this? How could you give a mortal an immortal pill?!]

Fang Yuean answered slowly: [That time when I escaped, you thought I only went to the Reincarnation Temple? Hahaha, so naive.]

Huai Ze, furious: [What if she lives for five or six hundred years?!]

Fang Yuean seemed unconcerned: [What’s wrong with my sister living for five or six hundred years?]

[If my spiritual power wasn’t sealed, I would make Er’er, my mother, my elder brother, my sister, and my father into gods.]

She smiled wickedly: [When I return, I’ll kill the God, and the Nine Heavens Divine Realm will belong to our family.]

Huai Ze rolled his eyes dramatically, almost fainting.

This person, after a hundred lifetimes, still hasn’t changed, still dreaming of becoming a mountain king.

Doesn’t she know the consequences of breaking the rules?

In the blink of an eye, Huai Ze conjured a golden bamboo scroll and began to grumble:

[Don’t blame me for being ruthless, but I’m keeping track of everything. You’ve broken so many heavenly rules!]

Fang Yuean didn’t care, just continuing to pat Er’er’s head.

Huai Ze unfurled the divine scroll and noted down: Item 9,675,833,332, giving a mortal an immortal pill.

A flash of golden light passed over the scroll, leaving golden characters behind.

The previous item noted was: Forcing the reincarnation minor immortal Huai Ze to alter the fate of the mortal Qin Xuan’s family.

Huai Ze warned: [This divine scroll is something the God can review at any time. You’d better be careful.]

Qin Xuan swallowed, blinking as she processed what she’d just heard.

Her daughter seemed truly remarkable.

She didn’t need to become a deity; as long as Er’er recovered and her children were safe and healthy, that would be enough.

“Fifth Miss.” A voice from outside the door called.

“Move aside, I want to see my mother!”

A haughty voice entered, and in the next moment, the door was forcefully pushed open.

Fang Miaoyi pouted as she walked in, quickly locking eyes with Fang Yuean, angrily pointing, “Who are you? Why are you in my house?”