Chapter 562: Chapter 546: Comforting Each Other

Perhaps it was because he rarely fell into a state of weakness.

His dislocated joint had just been set back in place; it was best not to recklessly exert force, and he had barely any strength anyway. A sensation of medication seeping into his bones emanated from under his ribs, tingling and itching, yet it couldn’t hide the pain of cracked bones.

His meridians felt as if they were being stirred, his True Qi hindered and sluggish.

He wanted to help Zhao Changhe up but found that he couldn’t; he was too heavy.

Using slightly more force made him feel like his bones were about to dislocate again; he couldn’t muster any strength.

Even the fish flopping on the ground seemed capable of slapping him across the face.

“Swoosh!” The Dragon Emperor flashed and pierced into the mouth of the sea fish, running through from mouth to tail, skewering it.

San Niang said resentfully, “You want to bully me too?”

Sea fish: “…”

San Niang held the large sea fish, intending to roast it over a fire, but realized there wasn’t even a rack.

She silently looked around; there weren’t any branches tall or strong enough to make a rack, it seemed she’d need to move rocks, but her arms weren’t even strong enough for that…

When Zhao Changhe was around, everything seemed simple, but once he was down, everything became difficult.

The pillar of the household—that must be what this represented…

Fortunately, San Niang wasn’t a greenhouse flower, she wasn’t Cui Yuanyang. She had experienced surviving alone plenty in her earlier years.

If her hands couldn’t do the job, she’d used her feet, kicking a stone toward the bonfire, steadying it with her foot, then kicking another. Without the protection of True Qi, her bare feet soon started to bleed.

San Niang didn’t change her expression, she set up the small stove, and began to roast the large fish.

She didn’t have the strength to gut and descale the fish, so she just left it as it was.

Seeing how long it would take for such a large fish to cook, San Niang turned to look at Zhao Changhe lying on the ground and still tried to help him.

She could use something other than her arm’s strength… just by lifting his arm and setting it on her shoulder, letting all his weight press down on her, it seemed she could manage.

With great difficulty, San Niang dragged Zhao Changhe to the side of the octopus, feeling like a little girl draggin a large teddy bear.

True Qi person, clearly she was the older sister.

She struggled every step of the way to drag him beside the octopus, and just as she bent over, a sharp pain struck her ribs, with the heavy weight pressing down, toppling San Niang over.

San Niang felt both pain and exhaustion, and after catching her breath a few times, she simply lay there, letting him press down on her motionlessly.

If she just gave herself some time… even if the bones wouldn’t heal so fast, her internal injuries could heal a bit faster… as long as she could utilize some True Qi…

San Niang silently operated her cultivation technique to regulate her internal injuries, while her forehead touched Zhao Changhe’s, connecting their Spirit Platforms, trying to understand what was wrong with his injuries; after all, he wasn’t supposed to be injured…

When San Niang was attacked by the Sea Emperor’s spirit, she had essentially summoned all her protective responses, reducing her bodily defenses and failing to withstand the octopus, but it also meant her Divine Soul protection was in place, only suffering a slight concussion. Now having rested enough, she was largely recovered.

Now her Divine Soul directly invaded Zhao Changhe’s Spirit Platform, discovering his Spirit Platform was unprotected like a little girl, easily breached.

Hmm, just like her own body now.

San Niang pursed her lips and continued to investigate.

Then she discovered that his Soul Sea was a complete mess.

The sea of consciousness of normal people is a miniature world, with the sea below and the sky above, shrouded in mist. For Martial Artists progressing toward the Yin God, that mist would coalesce into spirit forms, giving the sensation of a little person. When they could solidify and take control, Possession could be achieved—like the previous possessions of Xue Wu and Duoluo, which were indicative of the Imperial Realm.

San Niang hadn’t reached that level; roughly, she was just a blur of a little person sneakily entering Zhao Changhe’s house.

At this moment, Zhao Changhe’s Soul Sea stirred raging waves and high surges, as if a tsunami were occurring; the sky above nearly seemed to collapse, skewed and the stars falling chaotically.

That was the state under which he had forcibly completed everything…

“Huh, why are there stars?”

The so-called sea and sky are just metaphors, each person’s cultivation path is different, and so the appearance of their Soul Sea differs too. Just like Yue Hongling would definitely be an image of a setting sun over the river, Cui Yuanyang would surely be enveloped in a mist of purple Qi. Only their Four Symbols Sect would display stars, as San Niang herself is the Xuanwu Star Constellation.

Whenever they exert their full strength, the external view becomes prominent, revealing the Xuanwu Dharma Form and the starry constellation above, shining in resonance, this is what’s called the harmony between man and heaven. It’s the same for others, every time Hongling releases her power, one can feel the Sunset Afterglow, by the same logic.

But why does Zhao Changhe also display the same as the Four Symbols Sect… Although he’s said to be the Room Fire Pig, he has never truly learned the cultivation techniques of the Four Symbols Sect…

Ah, that’s not right, it’s not the techniques of the Four Symbols Sect… The techniques of the Four Symbols Sect must have a specific Star Constellation in alignment, whereas Zhao Changhe has the entire sky full of stars, sun and moon included, without a particular constellation. If there was something special to say, it is that the Galaxy is especially prominent, stretching like the Changkong falling from the Nine Heavens.

Vermilion Bird had written to inquire long ago, asking Guigui how to see that Zhao Changhe used their Star Acupoint resonance method, which could connect with all stars. What could Guigui see? It’s just meridians and acupoints, some people are exceptionally gifted, nothing surprising, it’s not the Soul Sea…

But this TM is really the Soul Sea.

Guigui was dumbfounded.

It took quite a while to react, this wasn’t the time to be tangled up in this, she was here to help him sort out his Soul Sea.

In the midst of this tumultuous chaos resembling a collapsing sky and tsunamis, there was faintly a small misty figure, already dizzy from the tsunami…

Is this the Yin God that Zhao Changhe is condensing? Right, he had reached the Second Layer Secret Treasure, it was time to condense the Yin God.

This Yin God, however, was still quite weak, tiny, and adorable, and also dizzy, with its eyes going round and round.

The funniest part was that despite being a small misty figure, there was a scar on its face.

Comparing this to the mighty physical body outside, San Niang suddenly felt like laughing; the Yin God leisurely floated over and lifted the small figure, “Piggy, be good, sister will protect you.”

Unlike the previous scene of a little girl dragging a big teddy bear, this was truly a big sister holding her little brother, and San Niang felt a deep satisfaction.

Even the powerlessness from the outside disappeared here; in the realm of such a rookie’s Soul Sea, San Niang, crushing a realm, was an invincible god.

The “tsunami” hit, standing firm like a mountain, yet having no effect at all. San Niang pointed a finger, and the oncoming wave obediently rolled back, settling down into the sea, motionless.

San Niang pointed to the void, and although it was someone else’s Soul Sea of stars, her own Xuanwu Star Constellation also lit up, as if she were the master.

Then the chaotic scene of stars falling as if the sky and earth were collapsing was gathered up, and the mighty Xuanwu firmly stabilized the vast expanse, bringing everything back to peace.

San Niang, chuckling, rubbed the small figure’s face, “You can wake up now.”

The small figure blinked its eyes in a daze.

In Zhao Changhe’s point of view, he was dreaming, dreaming of doomsday, like the collapse of a previous epoch, standing at the center of a tsunami, facing the sky’s collapse, extraordinarily helpless and barely breathing.

Zhao Changhe even wondered if this was the scene the Sea Emperor faced back then… This reasoning made sense, after all, he had been drenched by the Sea Emperor, feeling His imagery was normal.

It wasn’t long before he realized he had guessed wrong.

San Niang stepped through the water, descending like a heavenly maiden.

Then she held him in her arms, gently stroking him, “Piggy, be good, sister will protect you.”

Thus, the collapse of the sky ceased, and the storm left no trace.

San Niang’s embrace was warm, and softly comfortable.

Zhao Changhe nestled his head in it, rubbing incessantly.

Such a dream was probably due to the glimpses of spring he had seen from San Niang earlier, he must admit he did harbor thoughts. True actions shouldn’t be reckless, one should behave like a gentleman, but weren’t dreams free for a bit of fun?

On the other side, San Niang also noticed the little misty figure nestling nonstop in her embrace, feeling even more amused. If it were a Yang God, she had heard of divine unions, but this was a Yin God, inherently insubstantial, what sensation could he possibly be rubbing for?

Ah, that’s not right… Why do I feel something?

San Niang’s mind muddled for a moment, then she suddenly realized.

Their bodies were entwined, him pressing on top of her…

I’m here to save you in your Soul Sea, and you play with me outside?