Immortal Jiang Mo added some details he hadn't mentioned before.
For example, that demon was the crown prince of the Heavenly Demon Clan tens of thousands of years ago.
Another thing was that this crown prince had also voluntarily entered the Ice Plains to look for Ying Han. When he came in, he accidentally encountered Immortal Jiang Mo, who smashed his head with a flower - planting shovel.
Moreover, before Ying Han was exiled to the Ice Plains, this crown prince had already married a wife, which broke Ying Han's heart. In despair, she never saw him again before she died.
In short, all these words boiled down to one meaning: this crown prince was a heartless man. They should drive him away every time they saw him in the future.
"How does he make a living alone in the Ice Plains?"
This was what Yaohua was most curious about. In this place, even ordinary - level immortals were as vulnerable as mortals in Shenzhou. Even a powerful figure like Fairy Ziying could hardly reach the state of fasting. Although the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince was powerful, his head had been smashed.
"I'm not quite sure about this," Immortal Jiang Mo said, equally puzzled. "Maybe he has his own way to make a living."
They put this matter aside. When they returned to the village, Yaohua noticed that everyone seemed much happier today.
"Of course we're happy! Fairy Ziying has woken up!"
Going against their previous respectful attitude, the villagers rolled their eyes at her.
"Now that Fairy Ziying is awake, we don't have to listen to this woman of unknown origin anymore."
"Yeah, the other day she told little Ying next door to plant the seeds of the celestial peach tree. As soon as the seeds were planted, she said this was wrong and that was wrong. How can there be anything wrong with a seed?"
Yaohua ignored their gossiping and minded her own business.
She walked briskly to Fairy Ziying's yard.
"You've worked hard these days," Fairy Ziying said as she exercised in the yard. Immortal Muyang stared at her intently, afraid that she might fall.
When he saw Yaohua coming, Immortal Muyang turned around and left.
Yaohua was silent for a while before asking, "Fairy, just now I went with Immortal Jiang Mo to pay respects to the deceased, and he told me the reason why he was trapped here."
"You guessed it from the beginning," Fairy Ziying understood her implication and admitted it straightforwardly. "Yes, I did enter the Ice Plains voluntarily."
"I don't understand."
Fairy Ziying was a great general under the ancestor. She had a high status in Shenzhou. Why would she come to the Ice Plains and suffer the hardships of living in the wild?
"Little Phoenix, if you could understand, then the person standing here now wouldn't be me."
Fairy Ziying looked completely different when she was serious.
"You're a loyal and affectionate person. It's okay to tell you something."
She motioned for Yaohua to sit down and then took a sip of the medicine on the table. The medicine smelled bitter and unpleasant. Yaohua just took a whiff of the smell floating from it and felt nauseous. It was really hard for Fairy Ziying to drink it without changing her expression.
"I'm different from Immortal Jiang Mo. He came here voluntarily, while I was forced."
Forced?
Did Fairy Ziying really do something wrong?
But she had just said that Yaohua had guessed correctly.
Meeting Yaohua's accusing gaze, Fairy Ziying reached out and smoothed the hair sticking up on her head and laughed. "At first, I was really forced. The general ordered me to guard the Ice Plains and wait for a fated person. I wasn't willing at first."
The general she mentioned should be the Phoenix Ancestor. Yaohua became even more curious. Who was this fated person the ancestor had mentioned?
"I can't tell you about the fated person. I've made an oath about this. It's already a risk to tell you this much."
Yaohua nodded and then asked another question, "Then why were you willing later?"
"Because no one here can use spiritual power," Fairy Ziying smiled. "You may not believe it, but I'm not from the Celestial Realm originally. I ascended from a mortal through body - refining cultivation. I suffered a lot before becoming the ancestor's subordinate."
It was extremely difficult for a mortal to ascend through cultivation, but she just glossed over it with such a simple sentence. Yaohua couldn't help but admire her.
Even though she always tricked Yaohua.
But not everyone could become the ancestor's capable subordinate, which showed her ability.
"Back then, we drew lots to decide who would come to the Ice Plains. I was unlucky because it wasn't supposed to be me. It was someone else." Fairy Ziying sighed. "But that guy wrote to the general, saying that he would have abdominal pain when he got cold, and recommended me instead. So this tough job fell on me."
That was really unlucky. If he didn't want to come in the first place, he shouldn't have drawn lots. It would have been better than pushing someone else in later.
"I owed him a favor. I resented him at first until I discovered—"
Yaohua sat up straight, ready to hear how her attitude changed.
"Forget it. There's no point in talking about this."
Yaohua almost choked. What was she expecting?
After getting along for so long, didn't she know how mean Fairy Ziying was?
Why did she still believe her words?
As if she didn't see the resentment in Yaohua's eyes, Fairy Ziying changed the subject. "You were the one who put that knife in my room, weren't you?"
Yaohua swallowed hard and nodded grimly. "After all, I wanted to know if someone would draw a knife and cut themselves in their sleep."
Fairy Ziying covered her mouth and laughed affectedly. "Yaohua, you're so cute. How could someone cut themselves while sleeping?"
Yaohua bared her teeth. "I heard that when Fairy Ziying went to war with the general back then, she got drunk and fell asleep, but still drew her knife and killed several demon spies in her sleep."
"I didn't expect such a heroic deed to be recorded," Fairy Ziying blinked. "Actually, I wasn't asleep at all. We grassland people, even when drunk, won't lie on the ground like a pile of mud."
"Fairy, you misunderstood," Yaohua interrupted her. "The point of this story is the second half. The author described the bloody scene and your ferocity in detail to warn future generations that a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated."
Fairy Ziying remained calm and picked up a cup to rinse her mouth.
"Thanks to that knife, I was able to wake up smoothly."
"You're welcome, Fairy. You're blessed with good fortune. Even without that knife, you would have woken up soon."
"Well, you're right. So I've decided to melt that knife and forge a sword for you. What do you think?"
Yaohua stood up abruptly. "What did you say?"
That knife might be the only one in the entire Ice Plains that could carry spiritual power, and Fairy Ziying wanted to melt it just like that?
And forge a sword for her?
Could there be such a good thing?
"Wasn't Hu Dao the one who gave you that knife?" Fairy Ziying stroked her chin. "I've observed you. Although you're powerful with other weapons, you're even more at ease when using a sword."
Yaohua was so excited that she could hardly speak.
But Fairy Ziying had a long record of misdeeds, and she didn't dare to believe her easily.
Who knew what she was up to?
"Forget it. The broken knife is quite useful, too."