# Chapter 2060: Calamity Born from Attachment
On the mountaintop, above the clouds.
Mo Su gazed into the sea of clouds, but his eyes were empty.
Ni Xuan approached, yet he seemed completely unaware.
"Why do you suddenly look like you've lost your soul?" Ni Xuan poked him in the lower back with his toe.
Mo Su turned around, but his movements were somewhat wooden, and his eyes still held a lingering daze. He spoke: "Big Brother, today, I was unable to… cross swords with that Demon Clan woman. After she saw me, she only told me that her father had learned of our frequent sparring invitations, so… we shall never meet again."
Ni Xuan looked at his expression, lost in thought.
"Heh, hehe." Mo Su laughed, but the smile was forced to the extreme: "Suddenly losing such a good opponent is truly regrettable."
Ni Xuan did not tease him, but asked seriously: "Only an opponent? Only regret?"
A gust of wind brushed past with a light whistle, strands of hair touching his cheek, causing Mo Su's emotions to suddenly lose control: "I… don't know why… the moment I think that I can never see her again, I feel… as if all the strength has left my body."
He raised his hand and pressed it over his heart: "Inside my chest, it also feels as if something is constantly pressing down, something I simply cannot dispel. It's very painful… so painful that I almost want to cut it open."
"Mm." Ni Xuan stared at him fixedly for a long time, then spoke slowly: "Actually, you have already found the answer."
Mo Su opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not refute.
He lowered his head, and suddenly murmured: "If one day, you encounter someone who can touch your soul and enter your dreams, then you will understand that even the combined splendor of ten thousand ages of all other women in the world cannot compare to the moment she turns her head."
This was a casual remark Ni Xuan had made when he first took him to the lower realms years ago.
Ni Xuan stepped forward and sat shoulder to shoulder with him: "It seems that person, you have already found."
"But… but… she is a woman of the Demon Clan."
He turned his head, letting Ni Xuan see the tremor in his eyes. Only in front of Ni Xuan would he completely set aside the 'shackles' of the Heaven-Defying Crown Prince and unrestrainedly reveal his emotions.
"And moreover, the daughter of the Demon Emperor, right?" Ni Xuan met his gaze, his expression calm.
Mo Su was not at all surprised that Ni Xuan knew her identity. After all, the most outstanding demon of this generation in the Demon Clan had long been a household name throughout the God Clan.
Mo Su's expression grew even more dejected. He had thought that Ni Xuan's emphasis on 'daughter of the Demon Emperor' was meant to warn him, but then he heard him say leisurely: "In terms of status, I'd say you two are quite well-matched."
Mo Su's gaze froze. He seemed unable to believe his ears: "Big Brother, you… what did you say?"
"I said, why are you being so clingy and wishy-washy, like a damned girl!" Ni Xuan directly kicked him, sending the stunned Mo Su sprawling face-first.
Mo Su hurriedly rolled over and got up, eyes wide: "No, Big Brother, she is the Demon Emperor's daughter! You just said… she and I are well-matched?"
"Am I wrong?" Ni Xuan said calmly: "In terms of status and position, you are the son of the Creation God, and she is the daughter of the Demon Emperor; in terms of talent and cultivation, you are the foremost among the younger generation of the God Clan, and she is the foremost among the younger generation of the Demon Clan. The two of you have fought many times, with mutual victories and defeats, evenly matched; in terms of external appearance, well…"
He scanned Mo Su with his gaze and nodded: "You are at least eighty thousand times better than that old stubborn man in your family, and in the entire God Clan, you are only slightly inferior to your big brother here. That daughter of the Demon Emperor… she shouldn't be as ugly as a sow, should she?"
"Of course not!" Mo Su exploded like a firecracker in rebuttal: "She is extremely beautiful, especially… beautiful…"
Realizing what he had said, his voice instantly dropped along with his head.
Ni Xuan laughed, but it was not mockery, but a rather gentle smile: "There you have it, then."
"But…" The pain that Ni Xuan's kick had scattered from Mo Su's face resurfaced: "The God Clan and Demon Clan have been irreconcilable since ancient times."
"Why are they irreconcilable?" Ni Xuan asked a seemingly nonsensical question.
Mo Su was startled for a moment, then said: "The God Clan is righteous, the Demon Clan is evil. They are naturally irreconcilable. Isn't this known to all living beings?"
Ni Xuan looked at him deeply and said: "In these years, you have traveled with me through countless worlds. Tell me from your own experience, does the word 'evil' ultimately reside in the race, or in the heart?"
Mo Su hesitated briefly, but still said: "No matter the race, there are both good and evil. No matter if it's a high-ranking race, a low-ranking race, humans, beast races, demon races, spirit races…"
"And the Demon Clan?" Ni Xuan said. "Or, let me ask only about one person—that daughter of the Demon Emperor who touched your soul and entered your dreams. Does she truly match your former understanding of the Demon Clan?"
"No," Mo Su shook his head without any hesitation: "Her temperament is straightforward, open and aboveboard, loving and hating clearly. She is proud but never looks down on others, strong but never bullies the weak. She is even… the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life."
"See, all the answers have long been in your eyes and heart." Ni Xuan's smile was meaningful: "It's just that you still haven't shaken off the 'shackles' you've worn for too long."
Mo Su looked at Ni Xuan, and suddenly an extraordinary divine light trembled in his eyes: "So… Big Brother, if I love a woman of the Demon Clan, you won't think that I am being rebellious, unforgivably sinful… right?"
His eyes rippled violently—clearly, Ni Xuan's answer was extremely important to him.
Ni Xuan did not answer directly, but said: "If we're talking about who in this world hates the Demon Clan the most, it would undoubtedly be your Father God. No one in this world can change any of that old stubborn man's thoughts. But he is he, and you are you."
"He is your Father God; you should be filial to him, respect him. But that absolutely does not mean you must obey him in everything. He gave you life and paved a path for you, but your life should belong only to yourself, and your path should be the one you wish to walk."
He looked at Mo Su, his gaze without any impurity: "Mortal beings have lifespans as short as less than a hundred years, yet they still have the conviction to break through shackles, cross racial boundaries, leave behind various beautiful tales praised by later generations, and change formerly distorted perceptions. You are the Heaven-Defying Crown Prince, so what can't you do? What is impermissible?"
With every word Ni Xuan spoke, the divine light in Mo Su's eyes brightened. When his last word fell, it was as if it swept away all the dejection that had filled his entire body.
"Big Brother…" he called out softly, and it was clearly tinged with a hint of… sobbing.
"Whoa, what the hell?" Ni Xuan stepped back half a pace: "I've told you these kinds of grand, sweeping speeches hundreds, thousands of times over the years. Why are you getting so worked up this time?"
Mo Su took a deep breath: "I thought that merely having this thought was an unforgivable sin—a thousand parts pain, with another thousand parts self-shame and self-doubt. Now I understand… it doesn't have to be a sin… I truly can…"
Ni Xuan was not only his most respected big brother, but also one of the Four Creation Gods, equal to his Father God, the highest existing entity in the current plane.
These words of his had an unparalleled impact on him and invigorated him.
It was as if his heart, sunk into an abyss of pain, had been pulled into a radiant sea of stars.
Realizing his severe loss of composure, Mo Su fiercely wiped his face, suppressed his surging emotions, and said: "I don't like the rigid, stereotyped life my Father God has clung to. I would rather be carefree and unrestrained like Big Brother, not wasting this life. So… I know what I need to do."
He stood up, divine power rippling around him, churning wind and clouds for ten thousand miles.
"Where are you going?" Ni Xuan asked.
"To pursue her." Mo Su gazed into the distance: "Perhaps she is waiting for me, waiting for me to do what a man worthy of her should do."
Undoubtedly, he had made the most heretical decision of his life.
But now, there was no trepidation or fear in his heart; instead, there was an extraordinary excitement. It felt as if countless flames were burning throughout his entire body, within his five viscera and six bowels, igniting his previously dull and stagnant life.
"Heh, good lad." Ni Xuan smiled with satisfaction, but still advised: "Regardless of whether the outcome is good or bad, this matter should be taken step by step. Before you have sufficient ability and influence, do not let others, especially your Father God, know."
"I understand." Mo Su nodded heavily: "Big Brother, I'm off!"
A storm arose as Mo Su flew away… Suddenly, he turned back and said to Ni Xuan: "Big Brother, having you in this life… it's really, really wonderful."
Ni Xuan stood still, silently watching him disappear into the horizon.
Just then, a shadow flickered beside him, and a tall woman stood by his side.
"Hmph! The finest junior of my Demon Clan has actually been seduced by that old villain Mo E's son." Jie Yuan let out a cold snort: "If that old fossil Pan Ming finds out, I'm afraid he'll personally skin this boy alive."
Ni Xuan was still smiling broadly: "Don't you think the two of them are quite well-matched?"
"I don't believe that Mo Su can suppress Xiao Die." Jie Yuan said: "When that girl Xiao Die first emerged, she was repeatedly suppressed by a bunch of Pan Ming's sons and grandsons. When she was weak, she didn't utter a word or resist. Later, when she fully gained momentum, she directly attacked anyone who oppressed her or refused to submit, each time breaking at least one leg and one arm."
"By now, in the entire Pan Ming Demon Clan, everyone who sees that girl lowers their heads and passes by, not daring to breathe loudly." She glanced sideways at Ni Xuan: "And this Mo Su boy is soft and timid. It's still unknown whether Xiao Die will even take a liking to him."
"Furthermore, that kid from the Nirvana Wheel clan has deep feelings for Xiao Die, almost wishing he could move his entire household into the Pan Ming Demon Clan. If we're talking about being well-matched… it's hard to say."
"It seems you don't understand Mo Su." Ni Xuan said with a chuckle: "Before he followed me, Mo Su lived entirely within the 'framework' set by his Father God. His character, demeanor, and cultivation all had to be perfected to the utmost, so he appears very gentle, courteous, and without sharp edges."
"But deep in his bones, he is an extremely persistent person."
"For the things he pursues, he can invest a willpower beyond what ordinary people can imagine." Ni Xuan commented: "When he first met the Pan Ming Princess, he was not yet her match, but now he can slightly surpass her. The efforts he made for that… I'm afraid would exceed your imagination."
"When he came to me just now, what he really wanted was to get a reason from me. Now that he has a sufficient reason, what kind of splendid flower his persistence will bloom on this path… it's something to look forward to."
Jie Yuan narrowed her eyes slightly: "Selfishly, I naturally hope they can persist. That way, our pressure can also be somewhat reduced."
"But, you know best what that old villain Mo E is like. Pan Ming dotes on this daughter to the bone; he even gave her the [Pan Ming Void Mirror] early on, afraid she might encounter any accident."
"Oh?" Ni Xuan looked surprised.
"Enough about them." Jie Yuan suddenly frowned, her gaze hardening: "I heard that you went to the Sword Spirit God Clan last month. Did you get close to the Life Divine Temple!?"
Ni Xuan's body snapped straight, and he raised his hand solemnly: "Absolutely not! I promised you I would never see Li Suo for eternity, so I wouldn't even glance at a single strand of her hair."
"Is that so?" Jie Yuan looked suspicious: "With the deep… re-la-tion-ship… you two had before, after all these years of you not visiting her, hasn't she ever sought you out on her own?"
"Absolutely not!" Ni Xuan's eyes widened, not daring to dodge for an instant: "Li Suo is the most aloof and detached. Even if I don't appear for several million years, she might not remember me even half a time."
"Oh~~" Jie Yuan nodded: "Indeed, you understand her best."
"I don't understand, I don't understand." Ni Xuan shook his head stiffly: "The temperament of the Life Creation God is known throughout the entire God Clan. If you don't believe me, just grab any random God Clan child and ask."
Jie Yuan stepped forward, suddenly grabbed Ni Xuan's ear: "Listen carefully, from now on, add another rule: no going near the Life Divine Temple!"
"All right, all right, all right. Whatever little Jie Yuan says goes. Ah, ow, ow, ow… be gentle, whatever you do, don't disturb the unborn child's breathing."
"You damn man, you only care about the unborn child!"
Bang!
And just like that, the dignified Elemental Creation God was kicked down by the Calamity Demon Emperor on a trumped-up charge.
...
The sea of clouds shattered with the scene, and Yun Che's consciousness returned to a vast emptiness.
Yun Che remained in a daze for a long time, replaying everything in the image over and over.
"Pan Ming's daughter, Xiao Die… Pan Xiao Die?" Li Suo murmured: "Why does this name feel so familiar."
Yun Che sent a soul voice: "Among the Six Divine Kingdoms, there is one named the Xiaodie Divine Kingdom."
"And the name 'Xiaodie Divine Kingdom' was personally bestowed by the Abyss Emperor. Moreover, it is the only divine kingdom that has never changed its name from ancient times to the present."
"This… what does it mean? And why did Ni Xuan specifically leave this segment of soul shadow for you?" Li Suo whispered: "Could it be…"
But Yun Che did not respond to her.
He remained silent for a very long time.
Before Ni Xuan dissipated, he left behind five soul fragments, of which three had already unfolded.
Why did this soul fragment suddenly unfold at this moment?
Wait…
That earlier maddening conjecture, that feeling of inexplicably wanting to believe… could it be influenced by these soul fragments?
The soul fragments of Ni Xuan, Evil God, that had unfolded so far mostly told the story of the Heaven-Defying Crown Prince, Mo Su.
The world of the soul sea churned violently, taking a full quarter of an hour before gradually calming down.
"Have you thought of something?" Li Suo asked.
Yun Che did not answer directly: "Those… are not important right now."
"What I should focus on most is stopping the Abyss Emperor from reopening the Abyss passage. For now, the priority is to fully destabilize the Six Divine Kingdoms, so the Abyss Emperor can no longer gather the power to open the Abyss passage."
The Pan Ming Void Mirror…
Could it be the 'Void Mirror' that the Demon Empress said must be found?
…
Yun Che's consciousness returned. A soft touch and the fragrance of a young girl enveloped him.
He opened his eyes and met Hua Caili's beautiful eyes, which were gazing at him adoringly.
"Ah, Brother Yun, you're awake."
The young girl smiled radiantly. Her too-perfect face and too- ethereal voice made him feel as if he were still in a dream.
He realized that he was lying on Hua Caili's lap. As he sat up, his cheek sank slightly into the girl's soft bosom. Instead, he stopped moving, turned over and hugged her slender waist, mumbling: "I don't think I've woken up yet. Let me sleep a little longer."
"Alright." The girl smiled in agreement, doting and obedient: "I'll protect you. You can sleep as long as you like."
Hua Caili's aura had changed drastically—it was a true demigod aura.
Every major breakthrough in realm changes not only one's cultivation but also the temperament of a profound practitioner. Now, Hua Caili's starry eyes still held myriad stars, but between those stars, it seemed as if countless deep black holes had appeared, easily tearing at any soul that touched them, causing it to sink into eternal darkness.
On her skin, originally like immortal jade and white snow, a layer of immortal charm now faintly appeared. As Yun Che's fingers lightly grazed it, an intangible holiness and seduction simultaneously tugged at the depths of his soul.
"Don't tickle me."
Hua Caili laughed and caught his hand that had stealthily reached inside her clothes to misbehave, but she didn't pull it out, allowing his transgression.
"Caili," he suddenly spoke, his tone as soft as the wind.
"Mm?" Hua Caili leaned down, bringing her ear close to him.
"Let's… leave the Mist Sea. I'll go with you to the Zhe Tian Divine Kingdom, alright?"
It was a very gentle voice, but it instantly stirred endless ripples in her eyes and heart.
She parted her lips, and after a long moment, she spoke with a voice trembling with joy: "You… are willing to… return with me… to the Zhe Tian Divine Kingdom? What you said is true, right?"
Hua Caili clearly knew that in the Mist Sea, they could forget everything outside and be intimately close without reservation. But facing the Zhe Tian Divine Kingdom, facing her Father God… for Yun Che, the pressure, just imagining it, was incredibly cruel.
She had thought this would inevitably be a difficult and lengthy process. Over these days, she had thought of countless ways to work toward it… but never included forcing Yun Che to go back with her.
She never expected Yun Che to offer it himself.
"Mm." Yun Che responded firmly: "I know what I'll face there. But… that day, you said you're no longer afraid of anything. Then I too can be afraid of nothing."
"I am like a rootless duckweed; I once thought I had no home anywhere. But now, I suddenly don't want to go anywhere. I only want to see the place where you grew up, to meet your Father God, to face it early, and to learn early what I must do to firmly grasp… a lifetime that belongs only to the two of us."
As his words fell, a warm teardrop quietly landed on his face.
Hua Caili quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had welled up unbidden, and nodded vigorously: "Alright, let's leave the Mist Sea. I'll take you to see my Father God… Now, I'm truly, truly not afraid of anything anymore."
"It's still less than three months until the appointed date to return to Father God. We can travel and play on the way back. Three months is enough to go to many places… together with you."
The last four words, as she uttered them, felt wonderfully beautiful to her.
"Alright."
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