Chapter 110: The Strategy for the Fairy - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

Chapter 110: The Strategy for the Fairy After Su Mo placed the devoured arrowhead back onto the stone table, he descended the peak, tidying the path as he went. He was eager to return and practice the three spells. Every increment in power was a step forward. Even if it meant being better prepared to escape when necessary. ... Atop the Moon Wheel Peak. Behind the stone door. There lay a large, spacious chamber with a simple decor. It held only a cold jade bed and, before it, a pool filled with a milky white liquid. Nothing else adorned the room. If Su Mo were to see how simply Chang'e lived, he would undoubtedly think she was enduring mistreatment. Above the pool, countless stalactites hung, occasionally dripping white liquid. Chang'e shed her garments, revealing a body as exquisite as white jade, and gracefully stepped into the pool. Feeling the water envelop her, her legs instinctively drew together, taut with anticipation. She raised her palm. The remaining droplets on her skin shimmered with an extraordinary golden glow. It was the spiritual residue Su Mo had left on her hand. The sorcery unleashed by the Sun's True Fire was extraordinarily pure, nearly matching the lunar spiritual power within her. Chang'e could still recall the strange sensation she'd felt when she touched Su Mo's chest—a novel thrill she'd never experienced before. Her inner spiritual force seemed to yearn for the power of the golden-haired youth, as if obtaining his strength would fulfill her. Yet, this power was indeed too feeble. That was why she impulsively handed over the mystical ice arrowhead Da Yi had gifted her to slay the Golden Crow to this golden-haired young man. A trace of confusion appeared in Chang'e’s eyes. Why? Why did she help him? She had cultivated alone for six hundred years, never encountering such a situation. The path of cultivation was always a solitary journey. She was the first in her tribe to refine her spiritual power to this level of purity. Any confusion needed solely to be resolved by herself. Perhaps. The potential for further advancement lay with this golden-haired youth. Her previously untroubled heart now rippled with turmoil. Closing her eyes. Chang'e seemed to return to that previous ethereal state of solitude. But it was shattered. Ultimately shattered... ... Descending the mountain, Su Mo returned to his room. He had barely sat down when the Moon Ze clansman who had previously instructed him to go to the main peak appeared once more. “The Linglong Master said you are to clean the Moon Wheel Peak daily until its master leaves for Yunmengze. No need to clean anywhere else.” “What?” Su Mo was filled with overwhelming joy. Yet outwardly, he remained calm. “Yes.” Seeing this, the clansman did not linger. For Su Mo, practicing spellcraft was far more meaningful than staying here. After bidding farewell to the clansman, Su Mo began to fantasize about meeting Chang'e daily. Still, in his free time, honing his spellcraft was more worthwhile. This time, the simulation wasn't watching a game play out—it was experiencing it firsthand. If he mastered the spell in this simulation, he would return to reality with a practical skill level for those spells. One could say it was two birds with one stone. With that, Su Mo picked up a piece of dried meat from the room and silently began to use Chixiao. Under the spell’s influence, the surface of the meat ignited, and before it charred, Su Mo tossed it into his mouth. The flavor of heated dried meat was noticeably superior. Seeing that Chixiao was indeed effective, Su Mo felt hopeful; he finally had a means of self-defense. ... The next day, Su Mo eagerly arrived at the Moon Wheel Peak. Having cleaned the day before, he only did a cursory sweep before reaching the main peak. It was early morning, and the heavy mist still cloaked the peak. Reaching the summit felt like walking into a cloud. Recalling the incident in his memory, Su Mo couldn’t resist using Chixiao to try to dispel the surrounding mist. His spiritual power was insufficiently strong, making such an attempt akin to a fool's errand. But it wasn’t without reward. His proficiency with Chixiao increased slightly. As Su Mo prepared to experiment with Summon Spirit, the environment suddenly turned frigid. The clouds condensed into tiny ice crystals, dropping as frost and snow. Once the mist dissipated. Su Mo saw the unparalleled beauty carved like white jade beneath the moon tree. “Fairy!” Hearing Su Mo’s address, Chang'e did not oppose it, looking calmly at the golden-haired youth. To her, Su Mo seemed no different from the moon tree beside them. “Hmm, why have you come again?” Su Mo quickly explained. “Linglong Master instructed me to clean here daily until you journey to Yunmengze.” “Oh.” Chang'e said nothing further. Instead, she looked towards the emerging sun with her slightly blue-tinged eyes. Her eyes, like those of ordinary people, couldn’t gaze directly into the sun without feeling pain. She closed her eyes. Chang'e attentively distinguished between the sun's power and the spiritual power within Su Mo. The power of the sun—magnificent, dominant, powerful. While Su Mo’s spiritual power, though small, brimmed with vibrant vitality. She did not need the sun’s power. Watching Chang'e with her eyes closed, Su Mo couldn’t help but admire this peerless beauty. All in perfect proportion. Not a flaw to be found. As he was engrossed in her beauty, Chang'e suddenly opened her eyes, catching Su Mo's gaze. Silence filled the air, broken only by the distant wind. Locked in her gaze, Su Mo felt uneasy. Yet Chang'e showed no anger at being observed. “Staring at me. It seems you’re quite happy?” “Such a look—I’ve seen it in another’s eyes before.” On hearing this, an irrational irritation brewed in Su Mo's heart. Who is this person! Who dares to eye my affection! Yet from Chang'e’s demeanor, he gathered this person was likely insignificant. After all, she seemed devoid of typical human emotions. While Su Mo pondered, Chang'e disappeared once more. Accustomed to her mysterious comings and goings, Su Mo wasn’t surprised. He’d return tomorrow. However, uncovering the fairy’s heart was a challenge. Su Mo had little experience wooing women. Back on Earth, his tall, handsome appearance seldom met rejection when asking for a girl's contact. There were even numerous girls who pursued him. Even having traversed worlds, he believed deeply in his own charm, thinking he effortlessly attracted women. Hence his numerous romantic escapades. But facing Chang'e. Su Mo’s past strategies were ineffective—he was clueless, completely inexperienced. He didn't know how to win over a woman like Chang'e. Her demeanor was far too cold and detached. It seemed. He would need to slowly understand her. Su Mo felt as though he had returned to his student days, everything so youthful and new. In the days that followed. Besides practicing the three spells, Su Mo sought any chance to converse with Chang'e. “Fairy, is this where you grew up?” “Yes.” ... “Fairy, how long have you lived here?” “I forgot.” ... “Fairy, when is your birthday?” “I don’t celebrate birthdays.” ... “Fairy, what do you usually eat?” “I don’t eat.” ... “Fairy, do you ever feel bored here?” “No.” ... “Fairy, what’s the name of the spell that disperses mist?” “Frost Descend.” ... “Fairy, can I come closer to you?” “…” ... For two months. Su Mo talked with Chang'e daily. Although most exchanges were brief, Su Mo noticed an emerging change, as if his presence was helping Chang'e rediscover some human semblance. Now. Standing outside the moon tree’s canopy, Chang'e was but three meters away. On proposing coming closer, Su Mo noticed a slight blush spread across her snowy complexion. Chang'e’s reaction filled Su Mo with immense encouragement. Over these months. Finally, Su Mo witnessed a genuine human reaction from Chang'e. However, that blush vanished as quickly as it appeared, and once again, Chang'e disappeared. Su Mo had grown accustomed to this. He casually settled on the stone bench to practice the three spells. Two months of practice had allowed him to master them with ease. While their power wasn't overwhelming, they were more than sufficient to deal with ordinary people. He was confident. Even if a hundred ordinary people gathered to face him, he believed he could defeat them all! Su Mo continued practicing on the peak until dusk. Only when the sun completely slipped below the horizon did he reluctantly decide to return. Throughout this time, Chang'e made no appearance. Yet, thanks to his self-assured nature, Su Mo couldn't help but imagine that her gaze was always on him. This personal fantasy revitalized his spell practice. By the time he returned to his house at the base of the mountain, he was humming tunes unique to "Chixiao." Before he could tidy up his home, the Moon Ze clansman who had given him messages before appeared once again. “Linglong Master asked me to inform you that you no longer need to go to the main peak. Its master will depart for Yunmengze tomorrow.” “Da Yi is already waiting in Yunmengze. It’s said he built a palace a year in advance to welcome her.” With that, the messenger left. As the man departed, Su Mo felt an inexplicable annoyance. Da Yi, huh? He recalled Chang'e's previous words. Someone looked at her the same way he did. It seems. It was Da Yi. Was his rival in love a monarch? Su Mo felt a thrill, acknowledging that this simulation was indeed challenging! What was Chang'e's attitude towards him anyway? After all, in Earth’s myths, Chang'e and Hou Yi were a couple... No, no, no! With these thoughts, Su Mo felt a wave of frustration. Clearly, Da Yi was pursuing Chang'e, which is why he’d been expending so many resources. If winning her affection required such effort, It implied that Chang'e wasn’t interested, and he still had a chance! Thinking this, Su Mo's spirits lifted slightly. However, when it came time to sleep, he found himself tossing and turning, unable to settle into slumber... (End of Chapter)