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Fierce Love: Bringing Wife Home

Chapter 837: Love Above All 196

Author: Forest Burning
updatedAt: 2025-08-02

Chapter 837: Love Above All Chapter 196

Love Above All Chapter 196

You should know Zhi Yi is a Wild Dragon, although a Golden Dragon, he doesn’t have the genealogy of the Heavenly Court, certainly an unacknowledged descendant.

He used to be Quan Shaoqing’s steed, and now he’s in love with Nie Shu.

Lan Xi tightened the cup in her hand, the matter of marriage is inherently a good thing.

But the person Nie Shu is marrying is a guy without family background.

“Shushu, if it’s true love. I will make the decision for you. You are tens of thousands of years old, you should marry. If it weren’t for me delaying you, children would have been quite grown by now.” Lan Xi’s voice was lazy, increasingly dignified with the noble air of a superior.

These words made Nie Shu blush.

“Master, immortals have long days, getting married is not something remembered.” Rong Feng joked on the side.

During this conversation among the master and disciples, Zi Yun hurriedly walked in from outside.

“Your Highness, the Underworld King insists on seeing you.”

Lan Xi nodded, “Let him in.”

After Zi Yun left, Lan Xi looked at Rong Feng and Nie Shu and said: “Prepare some light wine; I want to drink with the Underworld King.”

“Yes!” Rong Feng and Nie Shu left.

Bu Qiao entered, led by Zi Yun.

Bu Qiao slightly bowed to her, Lan Xi nodded in return.

“It’s been years, how are you, Your Highness Lan Xi?” the Underworld King asked.

“Not bad, thanks to the Underworld King’s care.” Lan Xi stood from her seat, made a gesture for the Underworld King to follow and said: “Come, let’s chat while we walk; I’ll treat you to a drink.”

“Indeed, after eighty thousand years without you in the Immortal Realm, the Underworld King’s Mansion has stored quite a lot of wine. When you have time, I’ll treat you too.” Bu Qiao spoke lightly.

Their conversation seemed casual, but everyone knew.

Lan Xi had something to say to Bu Qiao.

And Bu Qiao also had business with Lan Xi.

When Lan Xi walked into the small courtyard, wine was already laid on the stone table.

“Sit!”

Lan Xi pointed to the seat not far away, speaking to Bu Qiao.

Bu Qiao sat down.

The two raised their cups, the aroma of Osmanthus Wine spread miles even before drinking.

Lan Xi appeared graceful, her expression was always heavy, “Thank you, Bu Qiao, for taking care over these years.”

“Not at all! You are all protected by destiny. Hence, every arrangement in the Mortal World is nothing but your own endeavors.”

Lan Xi felt that over the years in the Mortal World, although life was not too great, it wasn’t too bad either.

The difficulties experienced only made growth easier.

“So, what is Bu Qiao seeking from me, I wonder?” Lan Xi asked again. The beautiful gem on her chest radiated gentle light.

Anyone near her could feel the strong spiritual power flowing from her.

“It’s nothing important; I just came to see you. In eighty thousand years, you’ve changed quite a bit. The Mortal World is really a place that can temper immortals.” Bu Qiao seemed to sigh.

However, no matter what she did, she was always the most noble woman in the Heavens.

Lan Xi picked up the cup, took a sip of Osmanthus Brew, she smiled softly, but her smile lacked its former brilliance, instead carried a sense of melancholy.

“In eighty thousand years, even immortals experience much, let alone the Mortal World. Counting the days, in a few years everyone should be back.” Lan Xi sighed, the meaning in her words incomprehensible.

“Is Lan Xi ready for it?” Bu Qiao asked. Being an old friend for years, he was indeed worried for her.

If everyone returns to their positions, her obsession unresolved will repeat the mistake from eighty thousand years ago.

Lan Xi knew herself better than anyone else.

She knew better than anyone why the Tree of Life she planted fell to the Mortal World.

Once the Demon God rises, devastation and chaos spread across the land, the sun will be obscured, and it’s only a matter of time before living beings succumb.

“Hence, Lan Xi wants to ask Bu Qiao for something.”

“Speak, Lan Xi!” Bu Qiao replied.

“I’ve heard the Waters of Forgetfulness can make one forget sorrow. Could it work for immortals?” Lan Xi asked.

Bu Qiao pondered for a moment and realized inside, Lan Xi was preparing to sacrifice her personal self to fulfill her broader self.

“It works, but not much for you.” Bu Qiao noted, and after thinking, continued: “I read a piece about this in an ancient text from the Underworld Mansion. It said if immortals want to forget the mundane, it’s not impossible. Drinking the heart-water from the Waters of Forgetfulness for eighty-one days gradually erases the memories you wish to forget.”

Lan Xi fell silent.

The suffocating silence from her weighed Bu Qiao so he said: “But whether it really works, is unknown. Such things rarely happen in the Heavens.”

“Then let’s try it!” Lan Xi spoke with determination.

Beyond this, she had no better course of action.

Starting the next day, Bu Qiao sent a bowl of Forgetfulness Water daily to the Divine Palace.

This was no secret to everyone; for a while, Lan Xi was regarded with new respect.

She finally agreed to let go of this relationship.

Now Lan Xi assumed the position in the Goddess Palace, the Heavenly Emperor was to pass the throne to Ya, thus they could no longer marry.

Unless one relinquished status and chose to marry below.

As she drank the Forgetfulness Water, Lan Xi guided two disciples in the Divine Palace to practice.

Rong Feng’s talent was great, had it not been for years lacking guidance, he might have rivalled Mi Xi by now.

Nie Shu was somewhat inferior but diligent.

Lan Xi felt, these two disciples were quite reassuring at the moment.

Regarding Nie Shu and Zhi Yi.

After observing a while, Lan Xi saw Zhi Yi as quite patient.

She had been back a few days, though Zhi Yi was worried about Master Quan Shaoqing, he never dared seek her out.

Eventually, he could not resist visiting the Goddess Palace.

Upon seeing Lan Xi, Zhi Yi quickly knelt saying: “Greetings, Goddess.”

“Hmm, I hear you and my disciple have mutual affection?” Lan Xi naturally asked directly.

“Yes! I hope the Goddess can approve us.” Zhi Yi was extremely nervous.

Lan Xi sighed; she softened her tone a bit, not wanting to frighten him.

After all, it’s someone Nie Shu liked.

“Certainly, as long as you are sincere with Nie Shu. I will approve your marriage.” Lan Xi felt, though she and Ah Qing couldn’t be together, she still could see her disciple and his servant together.

This seemed a bit contradictory.

But she couldn’t refuse.

Having Lan Xi’s affirmative words, Zhi Yi was naturally very happy.

After the joy, he remembered his master, “Goddess, when will the master return?”

Lan Xi heard, resting her cheek with one hand, pondered silently for a moment, then spoke softly: “Probably soon!”

The eighty thousand years in the Mortal World equated to merely twenty some years in the Heavens.

Since she and Ya returned early, others might return at any time.

However, within eighty-one days, she would absolutely not permit Ah Qing’s return.

If she wanted to sever emotional ties, it must be swift and resolute.

She wished, once he returns.

Her resolved determination wouldn’t vanish into nothing.

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