Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 509 The Lies of the Fate-Borrowing Immortal
After saying this, the Matchmaker Immortal stepped out of the boat and disappeared instantly, leaving with remarkable speed and efficiency.

Along with him, the red boat beneath their feet also disappeared; Feng Xiuhu and Liu Weisen fell into the water with a thud.

Fortunately, the water wasn't deep. When Feng Xiuhu stood up, he found that the water only reached his thighs.

He then pulled Liu Weisen, who was still struggling in the water, up as well.

Liu Weisen looked around in alarm: "Where did the Immortal Elder go?"

"We've entered the spirit world."

Feng Xiuhu could see this, but he still felt something was off. He frowned and muttered to himself, "They left too abruptly, as if they were just waiting here to tell me a story, and then they just left after they finished."

"Because he was afraid."

The mind spoke—which also indicates that the Matchmaker God has indeed left.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but sneer: "Indeed, someone is afraid. I won't say who it is."

Shi pretended not to notice Feng Xiuhu's sarcastic tone: "He didn't leave, he ran away—and what he told you wasn't entirely the truth."

Feng Xiuhu became interested: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Liu Weisen noticed that Feng Xiuhu had started talking to himself again—anyone who didn't know better would think he was chatting with the King of Nanyu on the ship.

Liu Weisen felt uneasy, so he whispered, "Then you go ahead and say it, I'll go to the shore and wait for you."

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand dismissively.

Shi said, "Never mind anything else, quickly strip him naked."

Feng Xiuhu turned to look at Liu Weisen, and said in surprise, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"I'm talking about this skeleton!" Shi cursed.

Feng Xiuhu shifted his gaze back, staring blankly at the remains of the King of Nanyu: "This isn't much better..."

Despite saying that, Feng Xiuhu didn't hold back and quickly shoved the skeleton aside and stripped off its clothes.

Holding it in his hand, Feng Xiuhu noticed something amiss—this exquisite and magnificent yellow robe, after thousands of years of weathering, was still as new as ever, without even a speck of dust or a trace of decay.

Erosion reminded him, "Try infusing it with mana."

Feng Xiuhu did as instructed. As his magic power flowed in, the yellow robe in his hand faded as if it had lost its color. In just a moment, it turned into a semi-transparent "white cloth" with a soft texture like tassels.

Feng Xiuhu's eyes widened in disbelief: "This is—a cloud?"

Shi chuckled softly: "To be precise, it's part of Ai Dai."

"Didn't you ever wonder how the King of Nanyu, a mere mortal, managed to get above these clouds?"

"The key lies in this outfit. It can not only change its style according to the wearer's wishes, but also take people flying."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiuhu was overjoyed and no longer showed any disdain. He immediately looked at what he was missing and, after a moment, wrapped the cloud robe around his neck.

With a thought, Yunyi transformed into a striped tie, perfectly matching his outfit.

Feng Xiuhu wanted to try out how to fly again, but the moment the thought crossed his mind, his tie started to flutter upwards.

"Wait—vomit! Help, please help me!"

Liu Weisen had only waded halfway through the water when he heard a noise and turned around to look.

I was so shocked by what I saw that I almost fainted – Feng Xiuhu’s neck seemed to be wrapped around something, and he was hanging in mid-air, flailing his arms and legs wildly.

Without a second thought, Liu Weisen rushed over, jumped up, grabbed Feng Xiuhu's foot, and pulled him down: "Why are you talking to a dead man? Now you've definitely offended a ghost!"

With the tie tugging at his neck and Liu Weisen pulling at his waist, Feng Xiuhu felt like he couldn't breathe at all. In desperation, he kicked Liu Weisen away, then used his mental power to straighten the tie before finally falling from mid-air.

He also complained to Liu Weisen, "Why did you pull me?"

Liu Weisen asked incredulously, "Didn't you ask me to save you?"

Feng Xiuhu rolled her eyes at him: "I wasn't calling you."

Liu Weisen trembled: "If it wasn't me... then who could it be?"

Feng Xiuhu was too lazy to explain, so he got up and walked towards the shore.

As he walked, he continued talking to Shi: "So what exactly is the Fate Immortal afraid of?"

"I fear that saying too much will lead to mistakes and invite punishment from Xi Jun."

Shi replied, "He just said that neither he nor the King of Nanyu are qualified emperors."

"The King of Nanyu lost interest in state affairs after Ai Dai's death and tried to revive Ai Dai with the full power of the nation; while the Immortal of Marriage did it because—everything he did from beginning to end, whether it was usurping the throne, becoming emperor, or fighting wars, was all because of his unfulfilled desire for Ai Dai."

"The reason he told you all this is because he thought you would relay everything you saw today to me and Xi Jun, thus distorting the facts into 'he made this mistake for Ai Da'."

Feng Xiuhu was somewhat confused: "What was his mistake today? What exactly did he do?"

Erosion, however, gave an irrelevant answer: "Do you know what the authority of the Matchmaker God is?"

Without hesitation, Feng Xiuhu replied, "Of course it's 'marriage'."

Shi scoffed: "What rules of 'marriage' are there? They are just customs and etiquette set by the people themselves. The power in the hands of the Marriage Immortal is 'temptation'."

Feng Xiuhu's eyes lit up, as if he had vaguely grasped something key.

Shi added, "I only realized this after hearing his sophistry—don't you think this treasure hunt incident in Yu Aizhou has gone too far? It's abnormally big."

Feng Xiuhu gasped: "This old man—he's cast a curse on people!"

"Yes."

A suppressed groan escaped from Shi's throat: "To be precise, he used divine magic on the matter of 'treasure hunting.' Anyone who heard the rumors of the restoration treasure, once they were tempted, could hardly resist the temptation, which is why this incident occurred."

"But why would he do that?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

Shi replied, "That's why he lied to you."

“He wants to use you to make Xi Jun and me mistakenly believe that he still cares about Ai Dai, so he wants to use this matter to revive Ai Dai.”

These words reminded Feng Xiuhu of something amiss he had just heard from the matchmaker—that relying on people's beliefs to awaken the gods was so similar to the "god-making experiments" being conducted by gods in the East and West today.
"To unite faith? He wants to get involved too?"

Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but lower his voice.

Seemingly certain that it was safe, Shi walked directly out from behind Feng Xiuhu, its tail drooping, and stood in front of him.

"He thought he had figured out some tricks, but he ended up drawing a tiger but ending up with a dog instead."

Shi's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "But the essence of this matter is that he attempted to secretly study the method of creating gods through faith without Xi Jun's knowledge—if Xi Jun found out, he would not have a good end, so he attributed his motive to his obsession with Ai Dai in order to exonerate himself."

"and many more."

Feng Xiuhu raised his hand to interrupt: "Putting aside whether it can succeed, you and Xi Jun have already refined Ai Dai's power, so how can she be resurrected?"

Shi paused for two seconds: "That's the problem... her authority hasn't been taken away."

(End of this chapter)