The old willow deity walks around encircling Xueya distinguishing him of his real identity. Just based on the words he last uttered, the former had recognized him not as Ximen Xueya but as Hei Anjing.

Xueya asked, "I've met you... before?"

The old willow tree deity had finally noticed the problems of his old friend's child. He knew how meticulous the Bloodline of Mo is. They are extremely intelligent beings who would never forget anything they had seen, touched, heard, or smelled. They could even run through their memories to check whether they've forgotten something or not.

"Child, your memories are sealed. Based on the formation structure within your soul, it prevents you from seeing a part of your memories, it is something only your uncle could do so. It's tightly sealed even though you wouldn't be able to break it." said the willow tree deity.

Zhi Yue and Ximen Xueya were surprised by the words the old immortal said before they were saying. Only System Yue showed an obvious expression of shock on his face while his host, Xueya only slightly raised his eyebrows for a split second before returning to normal.

Ximen Xueya upon realizing that the one in front of him is an acquaintance of his uncle immediately showed a gesture of politeness. Clasping his hands and slightly lowering his head, Ximen Xueya greets the elder in front of him.

"Hei Anjing, nephew of Mo Baojun. Greets the elder."

The old willow deity responded with a smile and a nod. He is especially delighted with the lad's gesture of respect. This old immortal do know how well mannered the bloodline of Mo towards those elders they recognized.

"Un. This old man's name is Liu Shu. You can call me Grandpa Shu. Hahaha~ it's been a while since this old man has become this happy. It has already been half a millennium since I woke up in this little star." 

Looking at Ximen Xueya's figure like he is looking at his own offspring, the old willow tree deity smiled amiably. His closed eyes were slightly upturned to show his joy. 

"Child. The reason you approached me is because of your memories. Do you want to unseal your memories?" 

Xueya honestly replied, "Yes. Please help me with it, Grandpa Shu."

The two looked at each other's eyes checking whether there's any hesitation in it. There are no hints of emotions within Xueya's eyes as usual. He is born fearless, unafraid of even death. On the other hand, the old willow tree deity showed helplessness and hesitance clumsily hidden within his gestures.

Ximen Xueya didn't force the old man to tell him anything, instead, he waited.

After waiting for a while they heard a long sigh which the old immortal had exhaled.

"You do know the requirements for me to check on your memories. Though it might not affect you as much as you are also an immortal. The pain during the whole process is real." 

"Grandpa Shu I know. Such kind of matter doesn't matter to us. Nothing would really happen unless the other person is our chosen other half." responded Xueya.

The old tree immortal had accepted Xueya's choice. He guides the child towards his own body. A cluster of soft bentgrasses grew from the land creating a small space to sit one. He asked Xueya to lean his back on his tree trunk.

"Child. Close your eyes. Grandpa Shu will make it less painful." said the Old Willow deity.

Ximen Xueya did as he was told. He relaxed his body and leaned on the tree. The bentgrass under him is so soft that it feels like he is lying on a mattress. Following the elder's words, Xueya slowly closed his eyes as if he was sleeping. 

Zhi Yue watched as the old immortal moved his hands, the branches of the willow tree followed his movements but he could see the trembling and hesitance of the old immortal. The tree deity paused for a few seconds and in the end moved his hand downwards.

NOOO!!!

Before Zhi Yue could even stop anything, the willow branches stabbed Ximen Xueya through his left chest. His heart was pierced through and blood flowed out, dying the branches that pass through the body of the lad. 

His eyes reddened in disbelief, as tears emerge from the corner of his eyes. Zhi Yue glares at the old immortal as if he wanted to kill him. But before he could even make his move a hand grabbed his shoulders stopping him from doing so.

"Calm down, Yue."

A young man's voice was heard. It was familiar at the same time not. When Zhi Yue turned around, he saw Yun Suisen together with Shi Moye and Su Liye sprung out of nowhere. These people are supposed to be asleep.

Zhi Yue stared at them doubly as if he was looking at strangers.

"T-Tutu? Why are you...? No! Who are you guys!?" asked Zhi Yue but the vigilance he held against them is the same as that of enemies.

It was him who provided the sleeping drug his host had used on the food. It was potent enough to even put the Lord God to sleep. How come these three people who ate the most during dinner would be awake at this moment.

Yun Suisen just smiled at Zhi Yue's reaction.

"Please don't look at me like I'm some kind of enemy! I only followed what A'Jing told me to do. The barrier not only has an invisibility effect. There's a debuff of putting everyone inside asleep." said Yun Suisen.

Shi Moye and Su Liye join the two in their conversation.

"We aren't supposed to interfere, but you almost attack the elder," said Su Liye.

Shi Moye, "Because we were told to prevent anyone from impeding Lord Hei's plans that we showed ourselves."

"Zhi Yue? Is that your real name? As someone who is acquainted with Lord Hei, do you not know the Mo Bloodline's special physique? Even if we stabbed him, cut off all his limbs, or burned him alive, he would still return to normal afterward. The Mo Bloodline has immortality. He wouldn't die just because his heart was stabbed." said Su Liye. 

Thinking about his host's real identity, the surging emotions with Zhi Yue had abruptly calmed down. He looked at the newly arrived three people then looked at the worriedly old immortal personally overseeing Ximen Xueya's current state. Only now did he notice that the old willow tree deity had never moved away from his eyes from Xueya's current state. He keeps waiting for the child to wake up on his own.

The four of them walked towards the old immortal and sat on the ground beside him. They were all watching Xueya who had his eyes closed as if only sleeping if not for that tree branch stuck on his chest with his blood pooling under him.

Zhi Yue worriedly asked, yet his tone was still respectful.

"Elder, is Lord Hei okay? His bleeding isn't stopping," said System Yue.

The old immortal replied but his eyes kept staring at Xueya. "The catalyst for the memories to emerge is life. Now the heart is pierced, blood is the only source of life within his vessel. It needs to continue flowing. As long as the blood continues to spill, so will his memories."

Shi Moye spoke, "Gramps, I heard that no matter what they do those with Mo Bloodline don't die at all. Is this true?"

"Yes. Even if you tried to erase their whole existence, the origin would generate them countless times. What's worse is that they couldn't feel real pain. With their family or their other halves, the Mo family are nothing more than heartless puppets."

Silence ascended in the area after the old immortal had said those words but looking at their expression there is only incredulity. When the Willow Deity saw this he couldn't help but laugh once again.

"You don't believe me? Then it means that when you've met the lad, he had already chosen someone as his other half. Only when a Mo finds his other half that they would slowly turn into a human. 

The youngster nowadays only knows the strength of the current God of Creation. Only the old generation like this old man knew the real strength of the Mo Bloodline. If you ask me who is stronger than the two then... even I do not know but... if you are asking me who is scarier than the two then I would answer with the word of Mo." said the old immortal.

The other children surrounding him showed bewildered expressions on their faces.

"Hahaha~ then this old man would explain. The Creation God would create worlds to ease his boredom. Would create living things to fill up the empty world and then he would let them live their own lives. Most gods, who don't care about their creations. After giving them freedom and free will they were welcome to do anything they wanted and then they would only watch. That's all.

But the Mo Bloodline is different. They would not create anything. They would not get involved with someone else. They would not even look at you like you don't even exist in their eyes. They just don't care. Their lives revolve only around their loved ones, their family. Outside their circle of family, everything else doesn't matter. They have no greed, no feelings, and not even a hint of emotions.

If not for Siwang noticing Xiao Jun, the realms would even know that an extremely powerful bloodline like Mo exists. Until a Mo meets the being that could make their heartbeats, they are the loneliest and most dangerous that had ever existed."

"...----..." The young men stayed quiet without reaction.

"Do you not believe it? But I think one of you does..." said the Old immortal as he saw Zhi Yue's face turned pale yet stunned as if realizing something he shouldn't have.

Yun Suisen and the other two looked at Zhi Yue after hearing the words of the willow tree deity.

The old immortal said, "Hm~ I remember that other man. His soul is fragmented and a whole half of it is missing. But for some reason, he is still alive, this is the first time I've seen someone alive with only half of his soul. Moreover, the one keeping the half soul alive is... his lad, Jingjing.

His original cultivation is much higher than just being a Celestial immortal; after all, most of those with the purest bloodline of Mo are born as Immortal God. Now he is not even a Celestial God but just GodKing."

Before the old immortal could continue speaking, Zhi Yue suddenly yelled out.

"Please stop. I'm begging you to stop talking! This is something the Lord God mustn't know! He ought not to know!"

With the tone of pleading from Zhi Yue's voice, the old immoral finally stopped talking about Ximen Xueya and Cao Junye's situation.

"Boy, you know something do you?" asked the old immortal.

Zhi Yue shakes his head and bit his lips until it bleeds. He stares at the willow tree deity with determination not to say a word to answer his question. He wouldn't speak even if dies.

The old willow looked at Zhi Yue seriously without any hints of threat or coercion. Just plain silence but the latter didn't utter another word. If he forces him, Zhi Yue would end up biting off his tongue to show his resolve not to speak anything he shouldn't. The old deity could only avert his eyes and resume his observation of Ximen Xueya's well-being.

"Don't be afraid. I won't ask anymore." said the willow tree deity.

The night deepens as the stars above continue to glow. The trees within the forest sways following the direction of the wind keeping the temperature in the forest slightly cold. Only the moonlight becomes the source of brightness under the darkness.

The conversation between them had abruptly ended in tension. Yun Suisen had already fallen asleep in between his husbands, who kept him warm. Even Shi Moye and Su Liye had their eyes closed as if dozing. Only the old willow deity and Zhi Yue remain awake.

"Boy. Jingjing is about to wake up and this old man also needs to take a rest. Could you pass him my message when he wakes up?" asked the old immortal.

Zhi Yue lightly nods his head in agreement.

"Good~ tell him I need to speak to him one more time in the future. Alone."

"I will pass the elder's message to Lord Hei."

"Thank you! He will be waking up in another half an hour."

The figure of the old immortal faded into the air. The same scene whenever the soul fades to nothing. Eventually, only the sound of the wind and the swaying trees can be heard in the place. Not even the sounds of insects clamoring can be heard. Clearly, only Zhi Yue is awake in the whole forest. 

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