My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

The Holy Emperor pointed towards a well. The well's mouth was moist, glistening with dew, and thin threads of Dream Qi overflowed from its edges, making the stupid girl feel a bit dizzy just by looking.

This is what the Holy Emperor referred to as the Illusion Dream.

Not long ago, the stupid girl had a hearty meal, and since she'd taken something from others, she had to return the favor. Since there were exquisite dishes as a reward, how could she refuse doing a big favor?

Even if only a soul remains, she wouldn't hesitate to face extreme danger.

"It's not necessary for Miss Donggong to go through extreme danger," observed the Holy Emperor as he watched the stupid girl roll up non-existent sleeves, even someone as gentle as he couldn't help but smile.

The stupid girl scratched her head and giggled, then immediately asked, "So… is it really not dangerous?"

"I can't guarantee it, but it's just a task to find someone. You've spent a considerable time here in my Heavenly Palace, the residual spirits within can sense the aura of the Heavenly Palace and won't trouble you."

The Holy Emperor gazed into the depths of the well with a look of compassion,

"If you can find the Hidden Crown Prince, do so. If not, go to the depths of the Illusion Dream, where the source of everything lies, the source of the Illusion Dream."

"The... source of the Illusion Dream?"

The Holy Emperor nodded, seeing the stupid girl's confusion, and prompted, "Miss Donggong, do you remember the 'Taiyi Produces Water' that I taught you before?"

"Of course."

The stupid girl answered swiftly; she had a good memory and wouldn't forget anything she didn't want to. She immediately recited it,

"Taiyi produces water; water assists Taiyi, and thus becomes the sky. The sky assists Taiyi, and thus becomes the earth. Heaven and earth assist each other, and thus become the divine... Wait, source..."

Then, realizing something, she turned back to meet the Holy Emperor's calm face.

The Holy Emperor softly said, "You've guessed it. The so-called source of the Illusion Dream is the water born of Taiyi, which is, in fact, the root of all gods. You mortals call the Yellow River the Mother River, and this Taiyi Water can also be regarded as our Mother River.

Ask who doesn't drift into a beautiful dream in their mother's embrace?

As I've told you before,

Taiyi is continuously moving and changing, sometimes turning into the sky, sometimes into the earth, and the first transformation it underwent was into water. Therefore, Taiyi produces water, then heaven and earth, and subsequently, deities like us were born."

It had been said before, and now, hearing it again, Donggong Ruoshu still listened intently, hoping that hearing it a few more times would make it clearer.

"After its transformation, it extracted itself from the changed entity. For example, if it transformed into the sky, it would extract itself from the sky; if it transformed into the earth, it would extract itself from the earth. You can understand it as... a gecko shedding its tail.

The tail and the gecko originally form a single entity, but if the tail wants to leave the gecko, it detaches and leaves. The tail that grows back later can still be used but without bones, no longer as adept as before.

Though this metaphor has a slight distinction..."

Donggong Ruoshu thought for a moment, suddenly enlightened, "The difference is that the tail gives birth to the gecko, just like Taiyi producing water?"

"Precisely," the Holy Emperor said approvingly, then continued, "This concept is called Taiyi's 'tail' giving birth to the gecko, which then transforms again, creating new life and new worlds, and it continues to change to this day."

"Then what has Taiyi transformed into now?"

Naturally, Donggong Ruoshu questioned her perplexity. She always liked leaving unsolvable problems to others since she couldn't figure them out no matter how much she tried.

"Now… having not left here for too long, if you ask me, I have no answer, but,"

The Holy Emperor paused,

"A dozen years ago, it transformed into a... girl with the surname Yin."

...…

Chen Yi nearly perished here; now, it's as if he'd just recovered from a severe illness, with his three souls and Seven Spirits gradually returning. He tightly held Yin Weiyin's hand, unwilling to let go.

It had been too long since they'd last met.

Every moment apart felt like a prolonged emptiness, desperately needing each other to be filled, only they could fulfill each other…

Taiyi thought as she watched Chen Yi's flickering gaze, wondering why she understood it so well.

Perhaps she had read too many romance novels, with stories in storybooks playing out repeatedly in her mind, leading to all kinds of fanciful imaginings, yet, are they really fanciful? Taiyi sighed softly, unable to say for sure.

She only knew that the two gazed at each other with fiery eyes.

She herself was left on the sideline... she thought quietly, though being on the sideline might be appropriate since they were truly a pair of fated lovers, she… no, Yin Weiyin was indeed the First Lady.

Yin Weiyin helped Chen Yi up, turned around, and gave her a gentle smile. Taiyi quickly snapped back to reality, stood up, and said, "That's great, Miss Yin, you're here."

"No need for thanks, I've been here all along." Yin Weiyin said softly, always composed in front of others.

Taiyi also knew. She's always been well-acquainted with Yin Weiyin, though - she didn't know why…

Chen Yi pressed his forehead, seemingly a bit clearer; he looked at the female crown beside him, his gaze both astonished and affectionate, murmuring, "Luan Huang..."

Yin Weiyin gave him just a smile, said nothing more, maintaining a calm and perfect demeanor. The way of cultivation on Taihua Mountain held that the Golden Boy was merely an attendant to the Jade Girl; thus the latter was always held slightly above the former, neither looked down upon nor too highly regarded. Taiyi considered her thoughts and couldn't help but sigh inwardly; saying it was right but… was Chen Yi not a bit aggrieved?

She didn't know why; she just didn't want Chen Yi to feel aggrieved,

Is this love… maybe a little… hazily, she was too naive to be certain. Seeing Yin Weiyin staying by Chen Yi's side, Taiyi suddenly felt that thinking further would only add to her troubles.