He changed Tiwat

Han Fulai then laughed and said, "It's not what you think... Two years, how about we wait two more years?"

Xingqiu blinked, then suddenly smiled: "Okay, I can wait two more years. But until then, I don't want to be your brother anymore—I'll still call you Brother Han, but you have to call me Sister Qiu, or... or you can call me Little Qiuqiu."

Han Fulai raised an eyebrow: "...What's the difference from now?"

“Yes.” Xingqiu nodded seriously. “The difference is that I can have a mark that ‘brothers’ can’t have, like the mark that fox spirit has.”

She closed her eyes and raised her neck like a swan, hinting... no, making it very obvious.

Han Fulai chuckled, put one arm around Xingqiu's neck and the other around her slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and then lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Her lips were soft and moist, like the petals of a rainbow flower.

Xingqiu, who had seemed to have the upper hand, suddenly lost her composure. Her eyes widened and her body stiffened. Her pounding chest made it impossible for her to hold her breath, and she let out an involuntary low sob. The pounding of her heart echoed between the two of them.

She seemed to remember that she should return the kiss, but she didn't know how to do it. The result of her awkward movements was that her front teeth left a mark on Brother Han's lips.

Han Fulai licked the mark on his lips with the tip of his tongue, then laughed and said, "So it turns out you left the mark."

Xingqiu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but as soon as he twisted his waist, he suddenly stiffened again.

She felt like she had touched something... something alive, something that could jump.

Han Fulai let go of his hand somewhat embarrassedly and shrank back a bit, but unfortunately, there were hot spring rocks behind him, so he had nowhere to retreat.

He offered a haphazard explanation: "This is a normal reaction, it means I'm healthy, don't worry about it..."

Xingqiu paused for a moment, her eyes slowly turning into two crescent moons, which made Han Fulai inexplicably see the shadow of a certain pink-haired fox: "Hmm... I see..."

"Oh, right, you promised to help me with my cultivation—I once read an ancient book called 'The Legend of the Green Snake,' which described how demons would try to disrupt the Taoist priest's cultivation, and the priest would then use the demons to help him cultivate. There's also a saying in martial arts cultivation that 'cultivation is cultivating the mind,' so how about... we try 'cultivating the mind'?"

"Huh, The Legend of the Green Snake? 'Cultivating the mind'?" Han Fulai was just about to ask what the connection was between The Legend of the Green Snake and The Legend of the White Snake when Xingqiu started to act.

She turned around, sat in his lap, and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing very tightly against him.

"Hey, whoever can't take it anymore first will lose."

Xingqiu tilted her head back, chuckled, and raised her two little feet out of the water, waving them in front of him as if in a show of defiance.

Before Han Fulai could figure out what she was trying to do, he suddenly felt an extreme sense of oppression—

Luopu River ripples gently, for whom do she tread lightly, stirring up a light dust.

I remember treading the fragrant flower path, where the fallen petals remained unharmed; and walking on the mossy steps, where the tender green left no trace.

The jade-embroidered silk is stingy, the gold-embroidered pattern is narrow, it cannot bear the weight of a tender spring.

Tired from playing, she smiled and gently guided someone to play with her, slightly slipping away from her.

Sometimes he sings to himself.

Unnoticed, the frequency of tiny, sharp shots.

Remembering the golden lotus's transformation, the mandarin ducks finding their mates, the embroidered carpet urging the robes to fall, the dancing phoenixes lightly parting.

Regret is deeply concealed, while affection is half-revealed, like wisps of smoke rising from a skirt in the wind.

What does it resemble? It resembles a crescent moon, shrouded in azure clouds.

How could a man show weakness after being humiliated like this? Besides, his opponent was a complete greenhorn. If he lost, he would never be able to hold his head up anywhere again.

While secretly applying the mental cultivation method from the "Wuzhen Pian," Han Fulai regained the initiative.

The spring flows silently, its gentle stream cherished; the shade of the trees reflects on the water, loving the soft sunshine.

The lotus buds are just beginning to emerge, and dragonflies have already alighted on them.

Gently gather, slowly twist, rub, and pick, a clear spring flows like a silver thread.

Silver threads burst through the green moss, scattering pearls all over the ground.

Chapter 372 A kind person is often bullied, a good fox is often ridden.

"Please, my Fox Fairy Priest!"

Han Fulai sat by Xingqiu's bedside, his hands clasped together in front of Shenzi.

While taking Xingqiu's pulse, the divine child rolled his eyes at his own god with annoyance: "You did all this, and now I have to clean up your mess?"

Han Fulai quickly smiled apologetically: "I didn't expect it to turn out like this... Anyway, I can only ask you for help. The beautiful and kind-hearted Fox Fairy Palace Master can't just stand by and watch someone die!"

The divine child withdrew his hand and glanced at the "Sleeping Beauty" on the bed.

Xingqiu's breathing was steady, and his pulse was calm, as if he were simply asleep.

I fell asleep, but I can't wake up.

She actually knew what had happened here—the two of them had been "cultivating" until the wee hours of the morning, only falling asleep in each other's arms when they were completely exhausted...

The next morning, when Han woke up, he found that he couldn't wake the little beauty in his arms, so he hurriedly went to find her.

Hmph, so now you know to come to me?

Am I the maid who came to change your bed sheets?

She sighed and said softly, "Alas, my magical power is weak; I'm just a little fox who has only cultivated for five hundred years. I don't deserve the title of fox spirit. This matter should be resolved by the gods themselves..."

"Yes, I remember that the immortals in Liyue are also quite skilled in medicine. For example, Aunt Liuyun is extremely good at the art of 'alchemy'."

"I think you should send her back and ask Aunt Liuyun to make her an elixir. Not only is she a miracle worker, but she might even prolong her life."

After saying that, she stood up, looking as if she was powerless to do anything about it.

Han Fulai was extremely embarrassed, thinking to himself that if he returned to Liyue like this, everything would be over.

The second young lady went out to sea with him. She came out lively and energetic, but when she returned, she fell into a deep sleep. Wouldn't her parents and brothers come to settle accounts with him?

And as for treatment, you can't ask the Liyue Celestials for help, especially that one who's really good at chatting... Let alone those Celestials, even if you go to "Bubu Lu" to find Doctor Bai Shu, he'll still have to ask the patient why he's unconscious, right?

What could he say—"She and I were intimate all night, and she couldn't get out of bed the next day?"

Moreover, in the eyes of most people in Liyue, Xingqiu is still the "second young master" of the "Flying Cloud Merchant Guild"!

What will people think of him then? Will he even be able to save face...? Even if he doesn't care about his reputation, Xingqiu still has to!

Therefore, the only person who knows the inside story and has the ability to heal Xingqiu is Shenzi.

Although Xingqiu's condition didn't seem too bad, at least his life wasn't in danger, being in a coma was not a normal state, and he couldn't help but worry.

He had experienced situations like Xingqiu's before.

In his experience, such a state of deep sleep is because the consciousness and the body are in different times and spaces, which is what the immortals call "the soul leaving the body". It is mostly related to techniques such as "dream travel" or special environments such as consciousness space.

For example, when he and Yura were undergoing Wendy's trials on the nameless island, Yura also turned into a "Sleeping Beauty" state because of Wendy's music... But they didn't use any magic last night, and there wasn't a storyteller playing a lullaby here.

The problem likely lies in the realm of consciousness.

This "Mental Time Chamber" can create things using thoughts like "flow," which is obviously related to the human soul. Before they entered, the Divine Child warned them to be careful about the intensity of "flow" and not to harm themselves.

Under normal circumstances, they would never do anything that would harm their soul, but last night... well, it wasn't normal.

Xingqiu is physically sensitive and is prone to briefly losing consciousness when he reaches his peak, and this place happens to be a "consciousness space" where consciousness can exist independently of the body...

What if Xingqiu really "lost his soul" because of this?

There are all sorts of temporal and spatial turbulence in the consciousness space, and there may be dangers they don't know about. Although Xingqiu seems to be fine at the moment, her consciousness may very well be drifting in some corner of the consciousness space... He was really worried.

The consciousness space left behind by Raiden Shin can only be controlled by two people: one is the Shadow, and the other is the Divine Child.

Seeing that Shenzi was about to leave, Han Fulai quickly grabbed her hand, his eyes full of pleading.

The goddess looked at his worried face and sighed silently.

This time, it was a genuine sigh.

After looking at Xingqiu, she turned and left, naturally because the situation was not serious enough to require her intervention—she could see clearly that the girl was neither a soul leaving her body nor seriously injured and unconscious. Her slumber was merely a process of transformation, just like a larva spinning its cocoon and going into hibernation; she would wake up sooner or later.

Whether she helps or not is just a matter of a few days sooner or later.

Even if he didn't know much about soul techniques, he should at least be able to understand her attitude, right?

...Alas, this is what happens when you care too much.

A pang of sourness welled up in the goddess's heart.

I thought this little chirping chick was harmless, but it turned out to be a rabbit that bites... I miscalculated.

I've already shown great magnanimity by agreeing to let her cultivate with you, yet you expect me to step in and save your "love rival"?

Waaaaah, where in this world is there a fox spirit as kind-hearted as me?

Kindness is often taken advantage of, and a kind fox is often ridden.

Thinking of this, the divine child felt a surge of anger and malice. With a slight flick of his fingers, fox claws sprouted from his fingertips—and then he swung his hand back and pinched.

Even though Han had divine power protecting him, this pinch still left his hand bruised and black.

Han Fulai knew he was in the wrong, so he could only endure the divine child's claw strikes while trying to appear calm and collected, indicating that he would gladly accept any punishment from the palace master...

Having finally vented her anger, the fox spirit priestess sighed, "Well, it's not like there's no way to wake her up..."

Han Fulai was overjoyed upon hearing this. Ignoring the pain from being pinched, he quickly asked, "What method?"

The divine child glanced at him sideways: "There's a fairy tale in Mondstadt called 'Sleeping Beauty,' which says that the sleeping princess can only be awakened by the prince's kiss..."

Han Fulai nodded seriously: "I've heard of it, and I've even tried it."

The divine child's eyes widened: "You actually tried it?"

Han Fulai looked away somewhat embarrassedly—it was because his good morning kiss upon waking went unanswered that he discovered Xingqiu had fallen into a deep sleep…

The priest gritted his teeth: "How many times did you kiss me?"

Han Fulai cooperated by recalling for a moment: "Uh... just once..."

The goddess pouted: "I want double."

Chapter 373 Tang Monk's flesh cannot be eaten indiscriminately

Having received double the medical fee, Fox Fairy Si finally released Han with satisfaction.

Well, even though Little Chirp was asleep and couldn't see, it's still like getting some interest back, right?

Foxes not only like to eat fried tofu, but they also like to eat meat—especially meat from other people's bowls, hmph.

Han Fulai silently curled his tongue, which had been bitten by the fox, and looked at Qiuqiu, who was still unconscious. He inexplicably thought of the statue in Narukami Shrine... This quirk of the priest is a bit dangerous.

The temple "Yaedo" has always had a good reputation, and once the deposit is received, they will naturally do their job.

She resumed her priestess demeanor and gave a professional diagnosis: "In short, Xingqiu's condition is 'indigestion'."

"Huh?" Han Fulai scratched his head, unable to understand what this had to do with "indigestion".

The divine child glanced at him and asked, "You two...didn't cross that line last night, did you?"

Han Fulai nodded quickly.

The goddess curled her lips into a smile: "Yes, that's why she's in a coma."

"Huh?" Han Fulai was even more confused.

Seeing that the deity had no self-awareness whatsoever, the divine child shook his head helplessly: "You... you have now 'ascended to godhood' and possess the status of a demon god. Do you know what this means? Here's a hint: think about 'crystallizing bone marrow'."

Han Fulai was initially bewildered, then subconsciously glanced down at his lower abdomen, before exclaiming in surprise, "Me... mine?...No way?"

The divine child nodded sadly: "My lord, your essence is already 'residue of a demon god' to mortals."

“If this essence were to penetrate deep into the body, and supplemented by the dual cultivation methods of immortals, it could be transformed into energy for her own use, which would be very beneficial to her… But that’s not how you do it, is it?”

“Uh…” Han Fulai covered his face as he recalled last night’s “cultivation”.

The Divine Child smiled and poked his cheek: "There are ancient rumors in Liyue that immortal feathers can turn into plants, saliva can turn into waterfalls, skeletons can support mountains, and blood can become rivers... Although these rumors are exaggerated, their essence is absolutely true."

"Now that you are a 'true god and immortal,' the essence you exude is almost a rare treasure to mortals. Is it something you can easily enjoy?"

"For example, bird's nest is known to be a highly nourishing food, but has anyone ever actually eaten bird's nest whole?"

Han Fulai buried his head even deeper.

This was indeed his oversight.

The Rock King Emperor was able to create Mora from his divine body and flesh; Ourobas once broke off a coral branch and transformed it into the Sea God Island; and Raiden Shin even became a divine cherry blossom to protect Inazuma for thousands of years...

The body of a demon god can create all things and possesses various strange supernatural powers, making it a completely different species from humans.

Han Fulai's situation is rather special. He ascended to godhood while in human form by gathering "willpower," and his essence remained unchanged; he was still human.

Compared to those born as demon gods, he is more similar to Vanessa, the founder of the Knights of Favonius and the "goddess" who ascended to Sky Isle by gathering the "power of will" of the entire nation of Mondstadt.