The Protagonist Stole My Spiritual Roots? The Heroine, Give Me a Good Birth!

680: God of Wealth sends blessings (deduct 1 to receive)”You mean, after your Soul merges with your body, you’ll become... like that?” Chen Xuan looked at the blushing Bi Xiao and couldn’t help but embrace her.

”Hmph, you hurry up and tell me, what exactly is going on!” Bi Xiao lightly patted Chen Xuan.

Normally, in Chen Xuan’s heart, she had always been the most intimate big sister, a stabilizing force like a needle in the ocean. But now, her painstakingly cultivated image of a perfect, benevolent person was completely shattered.

”I don’t know,” Chen Xuan said with an innocent expression.

”No wonder you looked for me back then; it turns out it wasn’t because you liked me!”

”Hmph, this, this kind of thing, how can we women be the ones to take the initiative!” Bi Xiao proactively hugged Chen Xuan’s head.

”But I love my husband very much now, so much!”

”Xiao’er...”

”Husband...”

...

A few days later, a powerful Qi suddenly erupted from the cultivation retreat in the distance, but it vanished in a flash.

Everyone was stunned, then realized that this Qi was Zhao Gongming’s! The two immediately got up and rushed towards the source of the Qi.

At the retreat, giant rocks had cracked, dust was flying, and Zhao Gongming, dressed in black, emanated an ordinary Qi.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions: relief, exhaustion, and most of all, happiness.

”Brother!” Bi Xiao cried out in surprise, hurrying forward.

”Sister, I succeeded! I’m completely free from the Investiture of the Gods now!”

Everyone gathered around, their faces filled with both surprise and joy.

”Brother, you’ve finally come out of your retreat safely!”

”Yes, in not too long, all of us will be completely free!” The women were all very excited at this moment, as if they had forgotten something.

”Not at all, I have to thank my brother-in-law for all of this!”

As Zhao Gongming spoke, he solemnly approached Chen Xuan and bowed.

But Chen Xuan would not accept it; he stopped him before he could even begin.

”Big Brother, what are you saying! We are family; why do you have to be so polite with me!”

”Exactly, Brother, there’s no need to be so polite!” Bi Xiao also laughed.

”Eh, one thing at a time, thanks are still due. It just so happens that your Big Brother is the God of Wealth, so I’ll share this authority with you!”

As Zhao Gongming spoke, he authorized Chen Xuan with the ability to bestow wealth.

Chen Xuan was naturally extremely grateful.

”Emmmm.”

”I’m already considered the Lord of the World, and I have countless treasures. My wealth is already immeasurable, so I might as well put my wealth here.”

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However, everyone soon discovered that the Qi around Zhao Gongming was vastly different from before; there were no cultivation fluctuations whatsoever.

Zhao Gongming seemed to see their confusion and explained with a smile, ”This is the price of breaking free from the shackles of the Investiture of the Gods. It’s just a bit of hardship. Now, I have to Cultivate from scratch.”

Although he had lost his cultivation, the ease on his face did not seem feigned.

Qiong Xiao frowned, ”Then, Brother, what do you plan to do next?”

”I plan to go out and Cultivate alone. Don’t worry, I have countless backup plans in this place; you don’t need to worry.”

Although everyone was filled with reluctance, they understood that Zhao Gongming had made up his mind.

Chen Xuan stepped forward and sincerely said, ”Brother, if you need anything, just say the word, and I will do my best to help.”

Zhao Gongming nodded in thanks and bid farewell to everyone one by one.

Only after Zhao Gongming’s figure completely disappeared did everyone turn and return to the residence.

As for Nezha, the moment Zhao Gongming came out of his retreat, he went back to climb the ranks.

After everyone lived a few more ordinary days, Qiong Xiao gathered the women again.

Bi Xiao was not called.

In the room, the women sat in a circle, their expressions varied.

Yun Xiao slightly frowned, being the first to break the silence:

”I say, it’s not a solution for us to keep dragging this on. While it’s stable here, we need to decide how to proceed in the future. Should we always stay with Sister Bi Xiao and Young Master Chen, or find another place? Let’s all share our thoughts.”

Cai Yun lowered her eyes and whispered, ”This is... freedom. I don’t have any official position in the Heavenly Court. I don’t really care, and I don’t know what the future holds...”

Immortal Han Zhi sighed, ”Yes, this matter is too perplexing. Staying has its concerns, and leaving means not knowing where to go. The road ahead is vast, making it truly difficult to choose.”

”Oh, what’s the use of thinking so much? It’s hard to decide either way. Can’t we have some other ideas?” Qiong Xiao’s eyes darted around, and she suddenly remembered the previous altar summoning.

”That’s right! How about we still do as we discussed before and ask Chen Xuan to summon a few Goddesses to see what happens? Maybe they can give us some advice or bring a different opportunity.”

The women looked at each other, and after a moment of hesitation, they all nodded in agreement.

Yun Xiao stood up, ”Since we’ve decided, let’s go find Young Master Chen now. It’s better to clarify things early.”

”Agreed!”

”Agreed!”

Soon, the women arrived at Chen Xuan’s residence. When Chen Xuan saw them, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: ”Fairy sisters, are you looking for Bi Xiao? She’s playing mahjong in the inner room right now!”

”No, we’re not looking for her.”

”Then...??”

”Chen Xuan, we’ve thought and thought, but we really can’t make up our minds whether to stay or leave. Can you summon a few more Goddesses? We want to see what the situation is, and then we can all discuss it together; maybe we’ll find a new solution.”

Chen Xuan paused slightly at her words, ”That’s not difficult, but there are some variables in summoning. However, I will do my best to try.”

”That would be excellent!”

In fact, Chen Xuan had already accumulated an immeasurable number of drawing attempts. During these days at home, he had used them all, and the number of times he could summon a Goddess of War had reached 666!

Even if the women hadn’t come to him, he would have come to them.

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