Holding a child-bearing system, seducing all the handsome male cultivators in the wilderness

Zhongrong only felt that the woman in front of him was charming yet heroic, gentle yet strong, like a sonorous rose, so bright and beautiful that it was beyond comparison.

He raised his hand to touch her cheek, but was restrained by the chains and could not reach her.

Li Wanji's heart ached. The remaining two circles of chains were like a chasm between them, preventing her from really getting close to him.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She felt sorry for Zhongrong's 80,000 years. How did a person survive such endless loneliness and suffering?

Zhongrong comforted softly: "Don't cry, Wanji, I'm not hurt."

Li Wanji couldn't stop crying: "Arong, you lied to me. How could it not hurt to be locked up like this?"

Zhongrong sighed softly, his eyes full of tenderness and helplessness: "Wanji, I really don't feel any pain. Maybe, at the beginning, it was a little unbearable, but as time goes by, I have become numb."

He said it lightly, as if it was really just a trivial matter.

"Okay, Wan Ji, you finally came to me, I don't want these unhappy things to affect you, let's talk about something else."

Li Wanji wiped her tears and forced a smile: "Okay, Arong, what do you want to hear?"

Zhong Rong pondered for a moment and said softly, "Just tell me about the interesting things that happened in your time in the lower world. The local customs and practices are always fascinating."

Li Wanji nodded slightly and began to tell the story.

She talked about her experiences in the wilderness, the bustling markets, the simple folk customs, and various bizarre yet lifelike stories.

Zhongrong listened with great interest, as if he was traveling with Li Wanji through the colorful world.

Li Wanji suddenly thought of something and waved her hand. Suddenly, a huge water mirror appeared in the void, and the scenes in every corner of the wilderness were reflected on it.

"Arong, look, this is where I used to live." She pointed at the pictures in the water mirror and introduced them to Zhongrong one by one.

Zhongrong stared at the scene in the water mirror, his heart full of longing.

After 80,000 years of vicissitudes, the Great Wilderness is now very different from what it was before, and there are many wonders and creatures that he has never seen before.

In the vast ocean, the mysterious mermaids sang melodious songs under the moonlight;

On the top of the towering mountain, the Phoenix Clan soared in the clouds and mist, like shooting stars in the sky;

In the bustling market, creatures of all races dressed in various costumes, chatting, playing, and trading, the breath of life is overwhelming...

After an unknown amount of time, Li Wanji's story gradually came to an end.

Zhongrong sighed with a sense of satisfaction: "Wanji, your experience is so rich and colorful, it's really enviable."

Li Wanji chuckled and said, "Arong, if you like, I will tell you more often in the future."

Zhong Rong's eyes moved slightly: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

Li Wanji put away the water mirror and smiled: "Arong, it's getting late. I'm going to practice first and will accompany you tomorrow."

Zhongrong nodded and watched her leave gently.

Li Wanji's figure gradually moved away and finally disappeared outside the gate of the Sun Palace.

Zhongrong was still chained to the sacred pillar, looking in the direction she left, his eyes gleaming with expectation and determination.

He knew that the redemption he had waited for endless years might finally be coming.

The next day, Li Wanji arrived as scheduled. She brought Zhongrong delicious food and fine wine. The two drank and talked happily in the Sun God Palace, discussing the world.

After a few days, Li Wanji got to know Zhongrong better and better. She found that he was not only knowledgeable and talented, but also had a compassionate heart.

He is full of love and care for all things in the world, and even those insignificant lives can receive his protection and blessing.

How can people not revere and love such a god?

No matter how much he hated Houyi, he never transferred this hatred to innocent creatures.

Even if he really regains his freedom one day, he will not forget his mission and will continue to guard the day and night changes of the world and protect thousands of lives.

"Houyi has fallen, but his descendants have thrived on this land and established a powerful dynasty of the human race called Youqiong, inheriting the archery skills and wisdom of their ancestors."

"Arong, I know you have an old grudge against Houyi. If one day you are truly free, what will you do when facing Houyi's descendants?"

Li Wanji was testing him. After all, the Sun God was the supreme being between heaven and earth, and his vision and decisions often affected the well-being of billions of lives.

If he cannot let go of old grudges and uses the power of a god to bring disaster to the world at will, it will be a violation of the rules of heaven and earth and tacit consent to the suffering of all living things.

Although she encountered injustice in the fairy world, it was after all just the prejudice and selfishness of some human fairies. She didn't want Zhongrong to vent his anger on innocent people because of his own hatred.

Everything she is doing now is not to fight to the death with the human race, but just to let the demon race have a place in the fairy world, so that all races can live in harmony and no longer be burdened by prejudice and discrimination.

Even though Zhongrong is still bound by the Light Shackles, if their offspring is born, there will be a chance for Zhongrong to regain his freedom, so these issues need to be considered in advance.

When Zhongrong heard this, his eyes became deep, as if he had penetrated endless time and space and returned to the ancient times when he confronted Houyi.

"Eighty thousand years ago, I watched my nine brothers being shot to death one by one by Hou Yi. The anger and grief still leave an indelible mark in my heart."

"To be honest, I wish I could tear that bastard Hou Yi into pieces and make him suffer eternal damnation!"

"However, as time goes by, he has passed away, and the grudges have also gone with the wind. Although I hate him, what I hate more is the endless wars and killings, which are the root causes of the suffering of all living beings."

"If Hou Yi's descendants can inherit their ancestors' archery skills and wisdom and use them to protect this land instead of provoking unnecessary disputes, I naturally have no reason to harm them."

"But I cannot allow the temple dedicated to Hou Yi to exist at all. After all, that old man built his own monument of glory by stepping on the blood and tears of my brothers. This is an eternal shame for me."

Upon learning that Zhongrong had such a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment, Li Wanji felt relieved.

Zhongrong wanted to overturn Houyi's temple just to seek peace of mind and settle an old grudge.

Fortunately, that's all. He has an open mind and will not vent his anger on the entire Youqiong Country or its innocent people because of personal grudges.

Li Wanji had experienced war and knew its cruelty and ruthlessness. She no longer wanted to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood and catastrophe in the world.

Especially when all this is caused by her or is related to someone she loves.

Seeing that she was deep in thought, Zhongrong raised his lips and chuckled, "Wanji, if I really want to massacre Houyi's descendants, will you become my enemy?"

There was a hint of joking in his words, but more of it was a test and appreciation of Lee Wan-hee's attitude.

Li Wanji looked slightly stern when she heard this.

"Ah Rong, you and I know and cherish each other, so I naturally don't want to see you go astray because of old grudges."

"But if that day ever comes, I will do my best to stop you, even if it means sacrificing my life."

"But I believe you won't do that."