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Chapter 113: The System’s Mistake
Kong Muhua happily followed the kind-hearted little gege to talk reason into Bai Zihao.
Although the little gege was only a Core Formation cultivator and looked very weak, he was a human, and it was always better for humans to communicate with humans. Maybe he could figure out why Bai Zihao was always angry? Moreover, Bai Zihao was a Fen Shen daneng and he wouldn’t be so harsh towards a mere Core Formation cultivator. He’ll seize the opportunity to sneak in through the door with the little cultivator and then beg for forgiveness.
Kong Muhua happily followed after the little gege for a few turns and found that he was heading for the Inextinguishable Peak’s meeting hall. He had no idea when the god had come back. He was now in the middle of discussing business with several yao cultivators, including his arch-enemies, the Dapeng and Bifang. Kong Muhua immediately shook his feathers, adjusted his dress, and followed in with bewitchingly charming steps.
He took two steps in, and suddenly realized that something was wrong…
What was the little gege up to by coming here?
Kong Muhua instinctively wanted to slip away, but he had already been discovered by shenjun. Several Blood King Vines had blocked the way out…
Song Qingshi ran to Yue Wuhuan and made very earnestly reasoned things out, “Men are not allowed to bully girls and play with their feelings.”
Yue Wuhuan took off his thin cotton gloves and fixed his messy hair for him. He agreed, “That’s right. No one is allowed to play with other’s feelings.”
His arch-enemies were watching with amusement as he made a fool of himself.
Kong Muhua finally understood. He said, aggrievedly, “The god-queen…”
Song Qingshi was confused. “What god-queen?”
Yue Wuhuan was furious. A pair of whips lashed at Kong Muhua, turning him back to his original form. Dragging his long tail, the golden peacock flew madly around the room, crying and sobbing. Song Qingshi was just about to persuade Yue Wuhuan not to beat up the girl, when he suddenly remembered his biology studies…the ones with the fan-like tails were peacocks, right?
For a moment, he pondered the relationship between the peacock and the girl. He finally understood the truth behind the matter. Don’t blame him, though. At that time, he had only seen through Yue Wuhuan’s fake female identity because he carried him to get on the horse and accidentally touched him. Now, Kong Muhua was wearing a voluminous colorful skirt. Song Qinghsi also wasn’t some sort of lecher who would just grope someone’s pelvis and pubic bones!
Although Kong Muhua was actually a cute boy, domestic violence was still not good.
Song Qingshi was hesitating whether he should urge him to stop when Yue Wuhuan had already waved away the other yao cultivators who were watching the excitement. He used the Blood King Vines to tie up the miserable golden peacock’s wings and claws. Kong Muhuan was brought over to them and he introduced, “He is Bai Zihao’s lover.”
The peacock was a bird that drove out demons. He was an ancient great yao with extraordinary power. In terms of human cultivation’s ranks, he was equal to a Mahayana ancestor. During the war, he served as their vanguard, cleaving mountain peaks with a single slash of his axe. He was a relentless force that shattered enemy lines, earning himself glorious achievements in battle.
The bird tribe loved beauty. They also loved to dress beautifully and show off. Wearing women’s clothing wasn’t anything new but Kong Muhua also had a strange personality. His relationship with Bai Zihao was even more chaotic. They had dramatic break-ups every other decade. Everyone on the Inextinguishable Peak had already gotten used to his dramatics and they no longer paid Kong Muhua any attention whenever he made a scene. Everyone knew he was just putting up an act, acting pitiful for Bai Zihao. They all know that he was only pretending and that only Bai Zihao was willing to buy into his act.
Song Qingshi was a newcomer and he had been engrossed in his research. No one had thought to inform him of this regular programme.
Kong Muhua rarely met anyone who was willing to pay attention to him. He’d been completely addicted to the drama. Originally, because of his strength and status, he wasn’t afraid of settling accounts after autumn. However, he never expected he would run across the god’s Daoist companion. Now, a good number of his beautiful feathers had been plucked out…
The peacock combed his feathers, cried, and was extremely aggrieved.
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He was going to collect all the feathers that had fallen out and gather them together to make a fan to give to Bai Zihao as a gift.
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Mo Yuan’s formation had tormented Song Qingshi and instilled fear in him. He first observed Yue Wuhuan’s expression and made sure that there were no ill-feelings that would result to some strange tragedy. He then nodded vigorously. He also wanted to know what had become of his mission target.
Yue Wuhuan smiled and took him there.
Every time Bai Zihao came to the Inextinguishable Peak to visit shenjun, he would stay at Kong Muhua’s Changsi Tower… Back when he thought that the Peacock was a girl, he was coaxed into staying there once and it became the standard practice in the Inextinguishable Peak. All the yao’s were afraid of Kong Muhua’s hysterics as well his twin axes. There was no chance of him transferring to a different guest room.
Yue Wuhuan took Kong Muhua away and let Song Qingshi enter Changsi Tower by himself.
Song Qingshi knocked on the door and went in. He was met with the sight of Bai Zihao carefully piecing together a smashed head. He had no idea to which cultivator this head belonged to. His expression was sinister and there were seven or eight soul lamps next to him. This feeling he gave off… seemed sort of different from the little pitiful young man’s from back then?
“Xianzun?” Bai Zihao was quite pleasantly surprised to see Song Qingshi. He quickly put the head down and brewed some tea. He explained, “This is trash that the god ordered me to kill, some scoundrel who murdered a girl… the god said that his head should be hung on the city gate to be seen by everyone. When I found this trash, I caught him in the middle of doing evil. I was so angry that I forgot the god’s instruction. I accidentally smashed his head. I was thinking of a way to piece it back together so that I can report back that I’ve finished my mission…”
Shenjun’s orders must be accomplished.
He’d been piecing it back together for a long time but to no avail. He was starting to grow anxious.
“Let me see.” Song Qing was very enthusiastic whenever he encountered something related to his profession. He rolled up his sleeves and set about the task. While putting it together, he corrected, “You’ve placed a few of the bones in the wrong places. You won’t be able to put it together like this. Later, I’ll send you a diagram of the human skeleton…”
One person taught and the other person learned. They finally put the head back to its former shape and placed it in a box.
Song Qingshi took a couple sips of his tea. He wanted to apologize to Bai Zihao, but he didn’t know how. Finally, he sincerely said, “I’m sorry. Back at Jin Feiren’s…I was supposed to save you…”
“Jin Feiren?” Bai Zihao looked at him. For a long time, he drew a complete blank. Finally, he remembered that it was his rubbish ex-husband. He smiled and said, “If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that guy’s name.”
Although this incident had been extremely tragic and it had left a deep impression on him, it was almost three thousand years ago. These nasty things have long been thrown into the long river of history. These days, his mind was filled with thoughts of cultivation, missions, killing and that damn Kong Muhua. He had also experienced a lot more exciting things. How could he possibly remember scum who wasn’t worth remembering?
As the interesting memories grew, the painful ones faded.
He was already able to face the past calmly. “Back then, I was young and ignorant, stupid and cowardly. Even holding onto Xianzun’s thigh, I would have been a good-for-nothing. Fortunately, Xianzun saved Wuhuan Ge.  Wuhuan Ge taught me to stand with my own two feet. This was more useful than anything.”
In the past, shenjun not only taught him techniques and sword skills,  he was more tolerant towards his mistakes than other people’s. In his spare time, the god would always look at him and pay attention to his every move. Not long after he had come out of the Golden Phoenix Manor, the trash in his mind had yet to be cleared up. Because of what other people said, he even thought that the god was interested in him. He felt entangled about this for a long time.
He now liked a “girl” and he didn’t want to get involved with men anymore. But Wuhuan Ge was the person he admired and he owed him a great debt…
The god found out about everyone’s discussions as well as his conflicted emotions. He found it ridiculous, so he summoned Bai Zihao to Jianghe Palace’s lotus pond. He told him about his encounter with the Medicine King Xianzun; about having his dressings changed, being treated, reading books together, the Lightning Tribulation, as well as every considerate gift… Suddenly, the god asked him, “If you had been the one treated like this, would you have liked him? Would you have been happy?”
Bai Zihao thought for a while, and said honestly, “Probably so.”
There was no one who wouldn’t be moved by such gentleness.
Shenjun was silent for a long time, his expression under the veil seemed pained.
“Wuhuan Ge,” Bai Zihao felt that his brain must have been broken. He had no idea where he’d gotten the courage to call out his old name. He stretched out his hand to pull his veil, wanting to see his long-unseen old friend. He tried to offer a few words of comfort, “You shouldn’t……”
His hand had just touched the corner of his clothes…
Shenjun instantly woke up from his memories, his defensive spiritual power gathered together into a sword of light and he slashed at him without even thinking.
Bai Zihao’s hand was chopped off and he was overcome with unbearably severe pain.
He was completely stunned. Although he had suffered similarly severe injuries from monsters during his training, he hadn’t expected to be chopped down by the god…
“You may have misunderstood something,” Shenjun was extremely disgusted by any sort of touch. He cast a cleaning spells on his clothes several times, and said coldly, “I dislike you very much. I even hate you…I saved you because I wanted to see what a correct answer looks like.”
Bai Zihao picked up his broken hand and dejectedly went to see a doctor. Although his hand was quickly reconnected, he felt sad for many days at the thought of being hated by his benefactor. He had even cried secretly.
When Kong Muhua found out about this matter, he ran over to comfort him: “Don’t worry about what the god has said. Look instead at what he’s done. If anyone else had done that audacious move, they would have lost their life. Shenjun is still willing to keep you, at least, in his heart, you’re much more important than other people.”
Bai Zihao thought about it and had to agree. Plus, the god treated him the same as before. The “girl” he liked used all sorts of tricks to amuse him and soon he felt relieved.
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Song Qingshi was a little confused, “Your hand was cut off. Aren’t you angry?”
“The Inextinguishable Peak has rules. I violated the prohibition. Why should I be angry?” Bai Zihao was baffled. He told the Medicine King Xianzun about this incident to show to him how devoted shenjun was to him, that he was an irreplaceable existence for the god. Why was the Medicine King Xianzun focusing on his broken hand instead? Was this the instinct of a doctor? He once again tried to create a good impression for the god, “It has been many years ago that the hand was broken, and it no longer hurts. But thinking about it, always makes me envious of the relationship between shenjun and xianzun…”
Why was it that he affections he developed were for either scumbags or for fools?
Bai Zihao remembered Kong Muhua’s gift and became angry once again.
Song Qingshi also wanted to know why he punched Kong Muhua, this delicately pretty boy.
Bai Zihao took out a set of clothes and handed it to him to see.
This set of clothes was made with much care. Not only was it exquisite,  but it was also embroidered with flowers. But…this was women’s clothing.
Bai Zihao said, holding back his anger, “He said that he only knows how to make skirts. Before he knew it, it has somehow turned out like this. He asked that I not dislike it and asked me to wear them to the Lantern Festival with him. He’s an idiot!”
At first, he couldn’t accept Kong Muhua and suffered a blow. The village where he was born was very conservative, and there was no such thing as a same-sex relationship. Since he was small, the only thing he’s been taught was to find a girl and get along well with her. Although he had been unfortunate to became a man’s plaything after arriving in the immortal realm and he once thought that he would never be able to lead a normal life, but when he met the lively and active Kong Muhua, he felt his heart move.  He thought that he was still an ordinary man and he wanted to form a happy family with the girl he liked. He was delighted.
As a result, it was like a bolt from the blue…
It was not so much that he rejected Kong Muhua’s “deception”, it was more that he couldn’t accept his broken dreams. He refused to accept that he liked submitting to another control and that he could only like men…
He has been unable to face reality for a long time.
Kong Muhua was extremely aggrieved. He didn’t understand why humans would like something but refuse to ackowledge it. He has been kicking up a fuss about it for a very long time.
Bai Zihao was somewhat soft-hearted and tried to convince himself, telling himself that the Medicine King Xianzun too had a single water-type spirit root. He wasn’t the only man in the world who liked to submit to another’s control… Then, he would mentally prepare himself and tell himself to just let things be. Knowing Kong Muhuan this many years already, he knew that the peacock wasn’t quite right in the head. He could also make do when it came to bedroom matters. After all, although his skills weren’t good, his innate gifts were extraordinary. If he took the iniative and taught him a little, he could make progress…
But, every time he was about to compromise, Kong Muhua would come up with some wicked idea, making him so angry that all he wanted was to  hang this guy up and beat him to death.
Look at the Phoenix, look at the Dapeng, look at Bi Fang, look at the Red-crested Crane…
I feel more and more that some people ought to die more than other and some birds ought to be thrown away more than others!
Song Qingshi was silent. He felt that Bai Zihao was also seriously lacking in physiology and hygiene knowledge. He decided to give him a good lecture, educating him about how it was a normal phenomenon in nature to like the same sex. He wanted to reduce his psychological burden. After the lecture, he asked, “If Kong Muhua were a girl and he did these things, would you be angry?”
Bai Zihao struggled, “No, I wouldn’t be angry.”
When Kong Muhua was a “girl”, no matter how much a disturbance he created, he found him cute and lively.
He also knew that the problem lay with him but he couldn’t pass the hurdle in his heart…
The Medicine King Xianzun’s lecture course created in him something like a sudden flash of insight that made things clear. However, his mind was slow to understand, and he had to digest it for a little while more.
Song Qingshi asked carefully, “Are you happy now?”
Bai Zihao thought for a while, smiled and said, “I am happy.”
He was now the overlord of a region. No one dared to humiliate or bully him anymore. He could also kill vile rubbish everywhere. Although Kong Muhua was a strange flower, he was very sincere to him. The pain of his past has long been relieved. He now had no other worries save for Kong Muhua’s wicked ideas. He was extremely happy and in a cheerful mood every day.
Song Qingshi was stunned. He thanked Bai Zihao and quickly ran out the door to find Yue Wuhuan.
Yue Wuhuan had just finished giving the peacock a lesson. He was in the middle of teaching the Luminous Dragon to change his name from “mommy” to “papa” or “father”. When he turned around, he saw Song Qingshi rushing over to him. He asked with a smile, “What’s the matter?”
“You redeemed Bai Zihao!” Song Qingshi grabbed him and said excitedly, “So, the system’s judgement was wrong! Bai Zihao obtained happiness and my mission was successful!”
The system was a tool of the hidden hand. It performed its tasks in a rigid manner. The task was for Bai Zihao to obtain happiness, but it never stipulate in what form he had to obtain it.
Now, he rescued Yue Wuhuan and Yue Wuhuan redeemed Bai Zihao.
He has accomplished an unsolvable mission!
The system operated strictly according to the trajectory of destiny. It made a mistake about the protagonist’s fate and judged the test result incorrectly. It needed to re-calculate the score!
This was an unprecedented matter and the manipulator behind the scenes could not completely ignore this serious mistake. It needed to find a way to fix it.
A butterfly flaps its wings and creates a hurricane. A mistakes will bring with it a chain-reaction of mistakes, just like a snowball getting bigger and bigger as it rolled.
A huge blunder was going to appear in this world.