Fall: Rebirth

After Hill left, Ziying slowly mobilized the divine power in his body to heal the injuries of Yi Chun, who was lying unconscious on the couch.

In an instant, a powerful force penetrated into Yi Chun's body, repairing her internal injuries, and at the same time the scars on the surface were smoothed out at an extremely fast speed.

Not long after, Yi Chun slowly woke up. After she opened her eyes, she did not make any movements, but her eyeballs kept moving, carefully looking at the ceiling above her head.

"Master, I brought clean clothes." Hill's voice rang out at the right time.

Yi Chun heard the voice and slowly turned his head. When he saw Ziying standing beside the bed with his hands behind his back, Yi Chun immediately sat up from the couch, quickly straightened his clothes, and then bowed respectfully to Ziying: "Greetings, Master."

Ziying nodded slightly in response, then asked softly, "Awake?"

Yi Chun nodded gently and slowly took back her hands. She was surprised to find that her injuries seemed to have completely healed, so she hurriedly lifted her sleeves to take a closer look, and sure enough, she saw that the scars on her arms had disappeared. Then, she unconsciously lifted up her trouser legs and looked down to see if her legs had also healed.

"Look at what you've become now!" Ziying frowned slightly and said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Yi Chun didn't care, still with a bright smile on her face. She pounced on Ziying like a happy little bird, hugged her tightly, and said in a tender voice: "Master, I miss you so much."

"Okay, okay, you look so dirty, change your clothes quickly." Ziying said unhappily with a look of disgust on his face.

"Um... Senior Sister, your clothes are on the table." Hill said softly, while carefully placing the tray of clothes on the table.

When Yi Chun heard the voice, she suddenly loosened her arms that were holding Ziying. Her eyes then fell curiously on Xi'er and looked him up and down.

Hill was tall and had a delicate face, especially his light blue eyes, which were like a deep lake, making people want to find out more.

Yi Chun couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you accepting another disciple?" There was a hint of surprise in his tone.

Ziying nodded slightly and replied calmly: "This time it is a mandatory mission. Even Yeyou and Qingli have accepted disciples."

Hearing Ziying's words, Yi Chun's face flashed with shock.

You know, Yeyou and Qingli have never accepted any apprentices. Now they are making an exception and accepting apprentices, which is really surprising!

Yi Chun couldn't help but sigh: "Don't those two gods never accept disciples? Then I'm really curious, who are the disciples of those two gods?"

Ziying raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said softly: "There will be opportunities in the future."

After hearing this, Yi Chun stopped asking questions. She once again looked at Hill, and looking at Hill's gray curly hair and unique elf ears, she couldn't help but feel very fond of him.

She quickly praised, "Master, the junior brother you chose this time is also very pleasing to Yi Chun's eyes! This little boy is so handsome, even I, a woman, feel inferior to him."

Hilton felt a little embarrassed when Yi Chun praised him like this. He blushed and whispered, "Senior sister, my name is Hill, and I am from the elves." His voice was as soft as a mosquito, but it was clearly heard by Yi Chun.

"Yi Chun, you have to remember this! In the future, there will be male disciples living in our Bishui Palace, so you can't be so clumsy and rash as you were just now, lifting up your sleeves or pulling your trouser legs at every turn. You must know how to keep your distance." Ziying warned seriously.

"Yes, I will obey your orders!" Yi Chun hurriedly bowed his head and nodded, responding respectfully.

"Then Hill, you go out first! And by the way, see if Huanyang is still waiting outside the hall. Your senior sister needs to change clothes." Ziying then turned his gaze to Hill and instructed.

"Yes, Master." Hill replied respectfully, then turned around and walked quickly out of the hall, closing the door behind him.

After Xi'er left, Yi Chun finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked Ziying, "Master, is Huanyang outside the palace now?"

"What? You are asking me questions instead?" Ziying glanced at Yi Chun coldly, and his tone of voice became icy.

She slowly sat down at the table, leaning her body slightly, raising her head slightly, and then continued in a questioning tone: "Why don't you tell me why you are dressed so strangely today? Also, where did the scars on your body come from? Why did Huanyang send you back?"

On the other side, Huanyang, who was waiting in the yard, finally couldn't suppress his anxiety after seeing Xi'er walking out of the hall. He stepped forward and asked, "How is Yi Chun?" His voice was full of concern and worry.

Hill replied politely: "Senior sister has woken up and her wounds have healed, please rest assured."

After hearing the news, Huanyang finally felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on his face. However, he realized something and immediately regained his serious expression. He looked at Xi'er seriously and asked, "Are you the new disciple of the Water God?"

Hill nodded slightly to show his agreement and introduced himself: "Yes, my name is Hill."

Huanyang clasped his hands and bowed, introducing himself: "I am Huanyang, the eldest disciple of the God of Fire."

After listening to Yi Chun's detailed statement, Ziying frowned. After thinking for a moment, she slowly said, "The Land of Exile has always been heavily guarded and protected by a powerful barrier. Unexpectedly, a sinful god was able to escape. This is obviously a premeditated and well-planned action. This matter is of great importance."

Yi Chun listened quietly to Ziying's analysis and nodded thoughtfully.

Ziying said to Yi Chun with a serious face: "Put on this set of clothes first and go with me to meet the Ancestral God. We need to report this matter to the Ancestral God without delay."

When Huanyang saw Yi Chun again, he could not help but be attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him. Yi Chun had changed into a simple and elegant casual dress. The light-colored long skirt seemed to be tailor-made for her, just right to outline her slender figure. She was like a blooming lily, fresh and refined, exuding a charming fragrance. The exquisite makeup added a bit of feminine charm to her, which could not be ignored.

At this moment, Yi Chun followed Ziying quietly, her steps were light and steady, as if she was integrated with the surrounding environment. Her expression was calm and focused, in sharp contrast to the tenacity and courage she had shown in the exile land.

Huanyang couldn't help but look at her a few more times, secretly marveling at her changes.

"Huanyang, please go back and inform your master about this." Ziying walked to Huanyang and said in a cold and firm voice.

Huanyang came back to his senses and bowed quickly: "Yes, God." His tone was respectful and submissive, showing his respect for the God.

After Ziying got the answer, she did not stay for long. She just waved her sleeves lightly and instantly turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the yard. At the same time, Yi Chun also disappeared with her.

Huanyang looked at the direction they left, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but then he turned into a ray of light, flew out of the yard, and flew towards the residence of the God of Fire.

Hill stayed there alone, watching everyone leave one after another, feeling a little confused for a moment.

"All gone?" he muttered to himself, as if he had not fully understood what had just happened.