Chapter 2080: Qing Luan Originates from Qingqiu

The two of them compared what they’d seen in the dream. Hua Jinyan asked in surprise, "Your Three Souls and Seven Spirits are already complete?"

Little Taotie nodded. "Yeah."

"How is that possible?"

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Little Taotie picked up. On the other end was Uncle Bai Lu’s voice: "All that money has already been donated in your name to the aerospace industry and charity."

Little Taotie blinked. "When did that happen?"

"Four hours ago."

Little Taotie hurriedly asked Hua Jinyan, "How long did I sleep?"

"Almost four hours."

Little Taotie’s gaze turned thoughtful. She’d found the answer.

The Primordial Spirit that needed Merit Power and Faith Power to repair seemed to have been fully restored because all of the wheelchair man’s assets were donated.

"Why did it happen so fast?" Little Taotie muttered.

Hua Jinyan thought for a bit and said, "Maybe it’s because that money was ill-gotten. You took it from the people and used it for the people, so you got double the Merit Power and Faith Power from it."

"Is that so?" Little Taotie was still a bit dazed.

"Come on, tell me—how did you die in that battle? Did the War God really need you to save him?"

"What kind of look is that! Are you looking down on me?" Little Taotie balled up her fists.

"I’m just curious."

"There’s nothing worth talking about. It’s all in the past."

"Why not talk about it?"

"You’ll remember it yourself later anyway. Once you remember, you’ll understand. Don’t bug me, I still want to go back to sleep for a bit."

The sound of claws scratching at the door came from outside.

Little Taotie shoved Hua Jinyan aside and went to open the door, seeing the little puppy on the ground at the threshold.

Little Taotie remembered the agreement she’d made with Bai Shuang.

"Let’s make the contract."

The tip of the pen dipped into blood and quickly traced out the contract.

Master–servant contract—completed in a flash!

Bai Shuang’s dazed voice echoed in Little Taotie’s mind: "How? How did it go so smoothly? Weren’t you still messing it up before?"

Little Taotie narrowed her eyes.

One dream, just four short hours, and she was already not the same as before.

"Alright, tell me about the Mysterious Lady."

Actually, when it came to the Mysterious Lady, neither this world’s Little Taotie nor the War God’s mount Little Taotie knew much—just scattered bits and pieces.

In Bai Shuang’s telling, the Mysterious Lady was a scheming, unfathomable person who, in order to gain the War God’s love, was willing to use anyone.

The Mysterious Lady was the type who wanted a man but insisted on not chasing him—she had to make him chase her. But in reality, before she got him to chase her, she’d already pulled plenty of little tricks behind the scenes.

Little Taotie listened, stunned. "So to test the War God’s attitude toward his mount, she used you as bait? Everything was her guiding you?"

Bai Shuang nodded. "And she’s already split off a wisp of Divine Sense and sent it down here."

"Qing Luan, how much do you know about the Mysterious Lady’s Qing Luan?"

"That bird?" Bai Shuang gave a cold snort. "There’s actually something not many people know—Qing Luan was born in Qingqiu."

"Qingqiu?" Little Taotie was shocked. "Isn’t it a divine bird?"

"At best it’s Mixed blood. His father is a divine bird, but his mother is a fox from our Qingqiu."

Little Taotie felt like she’d just heard some huge gossip and pressed on, "Then how did he end up as the mount of the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven?"

"I heard that when the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven went to visit the Empress of Qingqiu, the Empress casually mentioned that Qingqiu had a divine bird. The Mysterious Lady’s original mount had just been gravely injured in a spell duel, so she wanted to find a new mount. Later she took Qing Luan back to Heaven. It’s just that after that Empress of Qingqiu passed away, a few generations went by and not many people know about this anymore. I only heard it because my mother-king got drunk once and told it as a joke."

"Can you be sure it’s true?"

"At first I just took it as a joke and didn’t believe it. Later I went to ask Old Tree Lady..." Thinking of Old Tree Lady being cut down by the War God, her gaze instinctively shifted toward where Hua Jinyan was.