My very flesh and blood became the Heavenly Vault, and my vital energy was the mist that lingered upon the Star River, the acupoints throughout my body were the myriad stars, and the meridians that connected the acupoints were the Star Map. My Dantian served as the sun, my Spirit Platform as the moon.

To control this Star River, I must first gain full control over my own body. The saying in Martial Arts is always "the body is the universe," but it seemed that I had forgotten this point for a long time...

And then...the Four Symbols and Five Elements, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning—all the mountains and rivers could be put to use. My martial path finally had the clearest direction.

Zhao Changhe could now clearly feel that, at this moment when the strength of his body was at its peak, the Dharma Images of the heavens and stars lit up in his sea of consciousness, resonating with heaven and earth, the sun and the moon shining together.

With just a slight movement, the Galaxy would pour down, falling like a swift waterfall, the overwhelming momentum enough to destroy everything.

Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and Sisi had been knocked unconscious by the pouring Galaxy.

Zhao Changhe: "..."

He quietly covered Sisi with the blanket and dressed to go outside.

Outside, a few Maids stood watch, their cheeks flushed with embarrassment from the sounds coming from inside, all looking up in astonishment at the sky: "So beautiful..."

Startled by the door opening, the Maids jumped in fright and bowed respectfully: "Saint Envoy."

Zhao Changhe looked up and saw the brilliance of the stars. He waved his hand: "No need to be so formal. What did you just see that you said was very beautiful?"

"Just now there were many shooting stars!" The young girls, stretching their arms wide, described the scale of the meteors: "Loads and loads, so pretty, and all heading east!"

Zhao Changhe looked up, unable to see the tails of the meteors anymore, but he knew what was going on, having his previous thoughts confirmed. He nodded with a smile: "Thank you. By the way, you don't need to stand guard anymore; it's late, you all should rest."

The Maids hesitantly looked at him, their words on the tip of their tongues.

"It's okay, Sisi won't punish you. Now that I'm awake, whatever Control Power you're keeping won't be of much help. Go on, go on."

The Maids looked at one another, feeling that the Saint Envoy didn't want everyone to disturb the fun, so they all bowed and took their leave: "Tomorrow morning, we'll come to serve the Holy Daughter."

Turns out they all knew that by then, they would be serving the Holy Daughter...

Zhao Changhe returned to the room in high spirits, and Sisi was still lying unconscious.

Zhao Changhe got back into bed and held her, gently kissed her forehead, and this time he didn't think of anything else, just held her and had a good sleep.

...

Perhaps due to the effect of the Unity Gu, when dawn was barely breaking the next day, both of them opened their eyes at exactly the same moment.

It was as if the moment they opened their eyes, they were bringing the other to open their eyes too, able to see each other doing exactly the same. Both were startled and blinked, then smiled together.

Sisi leaned softly against him and whispered, "Do you think it's an illusion caused by the Unity Gu... I've never felt so close to you before."

Even during the last time they secluded themselves in the graveyard on the other side, with Yue Hongling having left, and the two of them shamelessly stayed together for half a month, Sisi had never felt their hearts so close. Yet this time it suddenly felt different.

Zhao Changhe stroked her nose: "Unity comes first, then the Gu follows; don't get it backwards."

Sisi pouted and whispered in his ear, "Do you want that thing you kept asking for last time, the good morning or whatever?"

"Not anymore." Zhao Changhe held her up, helped her put on her clothes: "How do you wear this robe again?"

Sisi couldn't help but laugh: "You only know how to take it off, but don't know how to put it on, right?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Sisi slowly dressed herself and asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

"What's the hurry?" Zhao Changhe picked her up, placed her beside the mirror in the room, and picked up a comb to comb her hair: "I can't tie those little braids of yours... but I can at least straighten your hair out for now."

Sisi gazed at him in the mirror, not knowing how to feel.

This was something only a husband would do for his wife.

Previously, the talk was all about the maid and the master, and Sisi had resigned herself to it, calling him master all the time. Yet his behavior now seemed to clearly say that there was no maid or master; that was just for fun, we are husband and wife.

Indeed, this was a time of crisis for the Spirit Clan, and it was Zhao Changhe who came to turn the tide, a favor as heavy as a mountain to both Sisi and the Spirit Clan. He could have extended his previous conquest even further, as the people of the Spirit Clan would willingly acquiesce. But he became tenderer instead, as if he felt he owed her something.

All because of that Gu, and because he overheard the conversation with the Maids, his heart had turned into softness around his finger.

"You..." Sisi stared in the mirror as he combed her hair and then suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid I've been acting all along?"

"Ah?" Zhao Changhe laughed: "What have I lost? The feeling of being seen as a benefactor? I don't care for that."

Sisi pouted: "Then what do you care for?"

"You," said Zhao Changhe slowly as he brushed her hair, speaking softly, "I've said something similar before. I wonder if you remember."

Sisi curiously asked, "Which words?"

"I don't care for everything about the Spirit Clan; all I want is you."

Sisi lowered her head with a "hm."

"Hey... I've realized that just letting your hair flow freely also looks nice, not necessarily having to tie your kind of little braids." Zhao Changhe looked her over and smiled: "It's just that it wouldn't really suit wearing your kind of Pearl Crown, like a Central Earth female warrior."

Sisi said, "Central Earth female warriors aren't like this; generally, their hair must be tied up, otherwise it interferes with fighting. The ties for the hair are usually so ordinary, even a torn cloth from the hem of a garment would be used just like that. I've dressed up that way before; I'm very familiar with it. It's more uncomfortable than dressing up as anything else, completely unattractive."

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