This Is My Planet - Chapter 142 - Chapter 142 – Loneliness
The little fox ran off in shame, which showed that her usual flirty behavior was all a facade—she was actually quite thin-skinned.
She was more like a human teenage girl experiencing her first love, sweet and innocent.
Of course, Xia Guixuan couldn’t chase after her forcefully. He shook his head and flew to his own ecological garden.
When Fat Tiger saw him, it immediately sensed that something was off with its master today. He didn’t seem as ethereal, and the way he looked at Fat Tiger was strange, not knowing what he was up to.
Its chubby body shrank back in fear.
Xia Guixuan took a step forward.
Fat Tiger took a step back.
Xia Guixuan took another step forward.
Fat Tiger turned around and ran.
Then it was caught by the tail and dragged back.
Feeling like it was going to be made into tiger bone soup, Fat Tiger cried out, “I’m only three years old, don’t eat me…”
The next moment, it felt a weight on its back—Xia Guixuan had climbed on.
Fat Tiger: “?”
“Why are you crying? Didn’t you know you were supposed to be my mount before?” Xia Guixuan shifted in the saddle. The tiger was so fat that he had to spread his legs wide to sit, which was rather uncomfortable.
He sighed, “It’s really not going to work. Too fat.”
Fat Tiger: “…”
Fat Tiger was not convinced.
It felt that as soon as it reached the age of transformation, it would be able to change. There was no such thing as being fat or not. Besides, wasn’t being fat beautiful? I’m a tiger, tigers need to be fat to be strong, is it reasonable to be as thin as a fox!
This master must be tired of the old and in love with the new. Now that there’s a new fox, he finds fault with the old tiger everywhere, being fat is wrong, being thin is also wrong… it’s too hard.
Xia Guixuan regretfully dismounted and was about to leave when a childish voice echoed in his mind: “Give me a pill to transform, I’m not fat.”
Xia Guixuan squatted back down, staring.
Fat Tiger pouted.
“Before I said I wouldn’t eat you, and you actually communicated with me! I didn’t even notice.” Xia Guixuan asked strangely, “Didn’t I refine a batch of pills for you before? I thought you were lazy because you hadn’t transformed yet. How come you can communicate before you even transform, this isn’t right…”
Fat Tiger shrugged helplessly, how would it know?
“Come, let Divine Creator check your body.”
Fat Tiger shrank back, you’re not my Divine Creator, did you forget?
Xia Guixuan couldn’t be bothered with so much, he pulled it over and felt its body, “Who’s interested in a tiger… Besides, don’t think I haven’t raised a tiger before, female tigers mature at three years old, what are you pretending to be a child for?”
Fat Tiger was stunned, then quickly squinted its eyes, showing a comfortable expression as it lay down.
After examining it, Xia Guixuan cursed himself for being foolish.
Fat Tiger was an earth creature, not a divine descendant of the Azure Dragon Star… It should have been understood long ago that this was a mission of the early immigrant human fleet to study and reproduce earth creatures. The Yin family’s ecological garden was originally tasked with the mission of researching and breeding earth creatures in the initial period. It’s just that now it’s spread out, the ecological garden’s value has greatly diminished.
As a result, when he had Ling Moxue gather materials to refine pills, he subconsciously followed the template used for divine descendants to refine pills… But the effects were off because divine descendants follow the path of immortal cultivation, whereas Earth animals transform through the path of demon cultivation—two entirely different things.
This led to Fat Tiger’s body and demonic power cultivation lagging behind, while its spiritual cultivation was ahead.
Xia Guixuan thought for a moment and then rubbed Fat Tiger’s face. “Do you want to transform quickly, or would you rather take it slow? If you continue as you are, your transformation will be delayed, but when you do transform, you’ll follow the divine descendants template and become a half-human, not a demon.”
Fat Tiger was confused, “Are you trying to trick me into staying as a mount and not letting me transform…”
“Sure enough, you’re a fox family tiger.” Xia Guixuan said unkindly, “I’m not interested in riding you anymore. You can take whatever form you like.”
Fat Tiger cried with tears in its eyes, “You should have said so earlier, who wants to be ridden by you! I promise not to transform, what’s good about transforming, if I become a person, I’ll be as ugly as you guys, none of you have a round face, is that a good life for a tiger?”
Xia Guixuan’s cheeks twitched twice, feeling that not only the fox was beyond help, but this tiger was also beyond help.
Casually, he waved his hand, summoning a basin of meat from afar and stuffing it into Fat Tiger’s arms.
Fat Tiger ran off holding the meat basin.
Xia Guixuan put his hands on his hips. Indeed, a proper mount has to be a centaur; this tiger was just too disappointing.
He turned his head to look and saw a motorcycle parked beside the bamboo house, looking out of place in this environment, like a modern prop mistakenly left in a period drama. It seemed he really was prone to losing interest in the old for the new. The motorcycle, which had once excited him, now collected dust in a corner after he’d seen a centaur girl—no longer interesting at all.
Of course, it wasn’t just about the centaur girl; it was about her extraordinary innate abilities. Who wouldn’t want their power to return to its peak? It was intoxicating, something he still couldn’t forget. Besides… if he regained his peak strength and rode her again, wouldn’t it allow him to glimpse the Wu Shang realm even sooner?
This was too important, causing him to lose interest in everything else.
If it weren’t for this, the choice of this arbitration might have been different. The current choice is obviously the most troublesome one, but what can we do… as a dignified Immortal Emperor, he needed to restrain himself, not force things, right… hmm.
Since the choice had been made, it was time to start considering.
Xia Guixuan glanced at the sky. Although it was nighttime, he knew that at this time Gongsun Jiu must be busy, not having a moment’s rest, with the preparations for his possible “ascension”… Clearly, this was not a time to disturb him. He wasn’t interested in getting involved in those affairs either, nor was there any need to disturb Xiao Jiu now.
It was time to go and check on Yan Wuyue. Although he had managed to arrive in time to protect her during her rebirth today, the hurried pace might have left some aftermath. Logically, she shouldn’t be involved in Gongsun Jiu’s matters anymore and should be resting.
He should go and see her.
Xia Guixuan quietly sensed her location, confirmed that she wasn’t bathing, then teleported directly to her side.
Yan Wuyue was indeed not bathing. She wasn’t like Yin Xiaoru and her bourgeois clique, who seemed to think of bathing at all times, nor could she comprehend those flashy types who even bathed in games.
Who cares if anyone was accidentally insulted…
At this moment, she was at her weakest. She had fallen on Gongsun Jiu before and could barely stand. So she did not participate in the subsequent matters and was sent home by Gongsun Jiu to rest.
One could say that she was truly drained, unable to summon even a bit of strength. Her newly remolded body ached all over, as if it had been smashed to pieces and reassembled like a clay doll. The aftereffects were starting to surface, leaving her both weak and in pain.
And lonely.
She was in her own home… actually, this so-called home, she rarely returned to. It was empty and without anyone else, completely silent. She had no interest in entering the game to train in combat. The house didn’t even have a game capsule, only two important facilities: the gene evolution training room and a firearms training room.
Apart from that, there was only a bedroom with no decorations, cold and pale, reminding her of a morgue.
During the holidays, Yan Wuyue used to like to go find Yin Xiaoru. That little fox was fun, and being with her was often enjoyable… but of course, she couldn’t run around today while she was recuperating. She could only face this cold loneliness alone.
She sat down to meditate and heal herself.
But after sitting for a while, she found herself agitated, unable to calm her mind.
Today’s experience had magnified the loneliness in her heart, surging over her like a flood. How could she find peace?
It turned out she wasn’t an orphan who couldn’t find her parents… but from beginning to end, she was a synthetic embryo.
A one-of-a-kind… artificial fire phoenix in this world. A monster among monsters—she had no blood relatives, not even a kindred spirit. She refused to acknowledge those modified monsters as her kin. Humans weren’t her kin, nor were the divine descendants—none of them were.
After her body was reshaped through nirvana, she was even less of a kin to anyone.
Her body formed from flames, not a drop of human blood could be found.
She didn’t even know if she could still consider this a physical body. It still looked like skin as smooth as jade, her figure still as alluring as ever, her hands still bore the roughness of a warrior, and even the scars from her early years were faintly visible.
But Yan Wuyue knew this was not her original body anymore. It was a divine reconstruction, simulated and reshaped by some unknown principle, likely no longer consisting of the original cells.
She was no longer her past self…
Yan Wuyue simply didn’t know what kind of creature she could be considered as, or what meaning there was left in her existence.
On this most lonely night, there wasn’t even a person to talk to.
Yan Wuyue sighed softly, struggling a bit as she stood up and walked to the balcony to look at the stars.
In her current state, the only person she might talk to was Xia Guixuan, but he had said earlier that he had something urgent to attend to. There must have been some significant upheaval among the divine descendants. As their Divine Creator, he wouldn’t have time to deal with anything else.
The night wind blew across the balcony, and the weakened Yan Wuyue couldn’t withstand the chill, shivering involuntarily.
What a pity… In the land of flames, at the most critical moment, when her soul was about to solidify, she found warmth in his embrace, a calmness that remained unshaken even in the midst of raging flames.
What was that wild emotion she felt at that time?
…He’s Xiaoru’s boyfriend, not mine. Why do I always think of someone else’s man when something happens?
I’m just a… tomboy who’s been fighting all her life, fierce and explosive… “Actually, her face is almost as pretty as Ling Moxue’s, but who would be interested in her…”
Even subordinates say that… no one is interested in me.
The deputy marshal also has ulterior motives, she’s just a girl…
Yan Wuyue chuckled self-deprecatingly, turned around laboriously, avoiding the wind that she never liked to face.
If there’s a man to accompany me now, to care for me, to shield me from the wind… I’ll give myself to him. I’m weak now, I won’t be fierce…
Just as she turned around, a ripple appeared in the void ahead, and Xia Guixuan’s figure appeared in front of her. “How are you feeling? I felt you might have some aftereffects, so I came to check on you.”
Yan Wuyue stood there blankly, looking at Xia Guixuan’s handsome face and warm smile, her mind blank.