"Husband? Who exactly are you calling 'husband' in his room?"
Jingliu did not beat around the bush and asked directly, her voice cold and sharp.
Her face was as calm as still water—one hand still resting on the door, frozen mid-push, as she quietly stood at the entrance.
Beside her, Baiheng's eyes widened, her mouth slightly open in shock.
Now, the once warm air inside the quiet room instantly solidified, colder than Jingliu's sword aura itself.
Unfortunately, Lucian was nowhere to be seen to lighten the mood.
Fu Xuan felt as if ten starskiff main cannons had simultaneously blasted the crown of her head—from the top of her head down to her toes, her whole body going stiff.
"I... I... I'm not... that... uh..."
Fu Xuan, her little face turning so red it looked like it could start bleeding, could barely string words together—her embarrassment was so intense it was almost visible, as if actual steam were puffing out from the top of her head.
Weren't those two supposed to be out?
Why were they suddenly here again?
Worst of all, when her mind had been full of Lucian just moments ago, she had subconsciously blurted out 'husband.'
"Jingliu! Baiheng! Li-Listen to me first!" Fu Xuan suddenly exclaimed, waving her hands frantically like a cat whose tail had just been stepped on. "I-It's not what you think! We were... We were performing a... a play! Yes, it's a play, pretending to be newlyweds! Union, separation, reunion, then... uhh..."
Sadly, the more she explained, the deeper she dug herself.
Under Jingliu's cold, piercing gaze and Baiheng's innocent 'go on, I'm listening' stare, tears began to well up in Fu Xuan's eyes.
At this moment, she wished she could just cast a teleportation spell and send herself straight back to the Xianzhou Yuque, to hide forever!
Seeing Fu Xuan's flustered behavior, Jingliu and Baiheng were no fools.
It was obvious enough, basically solid confirmation.
"Well done, little pink-haired rabbit." Jingliu said with a cold smile, her sharp eyes locked on Fu Xuan. "You said you wouldn't steal another woman's man, huh? Now you're sneaking straight into his bedroom? Calling him husband, too? What's next—got his blessing in your belly? Already got a marriage certificate and held a wedding ceremony?"
As if on cue, Fu Xuan's lower abdomen suddenly began to glow in response to Jingliu's words.
At this very moment, all three—Jingliu, Baiheng, and Fu Xuan—felt their abdomens resonate with the same blessing.
However, this phenomenon basically sealed it—it completely confirmed that Fu Xuan truly had a not-ordinary relationship with Lucian.
Thanks to this, Fu Xuan couldn't explain her way out of it now, even if she tried hard, since her glowing belly had already told the truth.
"Master Diviner Fu! You lied!"
Baiheng, finally regaining her voice, pointed at Fu Xuan as she cried out in heartbreak and disbelief, her expression filled with the shock of a shattered worldview.
"W-What about that vow you just swore?! You said if you ever had feelings for Lucian, you'd never grow taller again! Was that fake too?! Reignbow Arbiter above! What if you really stop growing?!"
Baiheng's focus was, as always, bizarre yet devastatingly accurate, striking Fu Xuan squarely in her weak spot, breaking her composure completely.
"I... I..."
Fu Xuan was truly about to cry.
Now, all the dignity she had worked so hard to build was gone in an instant.
Just earlier, she had vowed right in front of Jingliu and Baiheng that if she ever stole their man, she would never grow taller again.
And now, not long after that, she had actually gone and betrayed that very vow.
Honestly, even she had to admit that it was indeed pretty shameless.
However, what troubled her right now wasn't that, but the vow itself—the consequence of breaking it was far too cruel!
'Why did I have to be such a fool and vow something that stupid?!'
Fu Xuan regretted it deeply.
If she had known she would end up in a special relationship with Lucian, she would never have vowed like that.
'Wait—no!'
A sudden realization struck Fu Xuan.
"Hold on! You two must've also been in some kind of mysterious dream, right?!" Fu Xuan asked in desperation. "I mean, the one where Lucian changed your fates and entered your lives?"
At this, Jingliu and Baiheng nodded instinctively.
"In that case, how long were you with him?" Fu Xuan continued, her voice slightly calmer.
"Over thirteen hundred years." Jingliu replied.
"Not even a hundred years." Baiheng added immediately.
Upon hearing their replies, Fu Xuan straightened her back proudly.
"Well, I was with him for more than three hundred years, so technically, I came before Baiheng. In other words, I didn't really break my vow."
"???"
Both Jingliu and Baiheng wore confused expressions.
Why did this pink-haired diviner suddenly argue seniority like that?
Wasn't she the one who had just met Lucian not long ago?
"Wait—so that means you're also Lucian's follower now?" Baiheng, looking as if she had an enlightenment, hit her open palm with her fist. "In that case, we're family!"
Clearly, she hadn't thought too deeply about it.
All she knew was that anyone accepted by Lucian as his follower was one of her sisters—in other words, family.
For this reason, she immediately stopped caring about the whole 'man-stealing' business since, from her perspective, how could one accuse a family member of stealing from one's family?
Jingliu, on the other hand, wasn't nearly that naive or easy to placate, but even so, Baiheng wasn't wrong—Lucian's followers were, indeed, all his people, his family.
"In that case, since you came later, you'll be ranked after Baiheng." Jingliu stated calmly.
It was truly a rare concession from a possessive woman like her.
If Fu Xuan had been a cheating little cat, she would've punished her without hesitation, but a woman who, like herself, had bonded with Lucian within the same special dream—she could at least sympathize with such a woman, making her easier to accept.
"But I'm Lucian's lawful wife." Fu Xuan declared firmly, straightening her not-so-impressive chest in defiance. "We even registered our marriage, so I'm the official wife."
"Heh, registered your marriage, you say?" Jingliu replied with a mocking smile. "Evidence? Show the marriage certificate first, then you can talk."
Lawful wife?
Registered?
Lucian had been with her for over a thousand years, and they had never once registered any marriage—and this pink-haired little rabbit, barely three hundred years with him, was claiming she had?
What audacity!
"I... didn't bring it..." Fu Xuan muttered hesitantly, suddenly realizing the registration had happened inside the dream.
Although she didn't know if her marriage certificate even existed in reality, either way, she didn't have it with her now.
"Hmph, then it doesn't exist." Jingliu huffed coldly.
As if she would let this pink shorty climb over her head.
Master Diviner?
So what?
She herself had once been the Sword Champion of the Xianzhou Luofu—why should she give in?
"I do have it!" Fu Xuan stomped her foot in defiance, refusing to back down.
Jingliu, standing tall and elegant, simply stared back coldly, showing not a hint of fear, which made Fu Xuan before her look small and delicate.
Just standing face to face, their auras were completely unbalanced.
If onlookers saw them right now, they'd clearly see that Fu Xuan was on the losing side.
As for the third participant...
Baiheng, deciding not to get involved anymore, grabbed a small stool, sat down, propped her chin on her hands, and lazily flicked her tail as she watched the drama unfold like a spectator.
"You two go ahead and fight." Baiheng waved her hand nonchalantly. "As long as Lucian loves me, I don't care who's the official wife."
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Meanwhile, in the Xianzhou Yuque, within the Divination Commission, the current Master Diviner was working as usual without any problem—until she approached the Cloudpeer Telescope, ready to divine today's fortune of the Xianzhou Alliance as always, only to find someone already occupying the spot.
It should be known that only the Master Diviner and Arbiter-General Yao Guang herself had the authority to enter this place, so who dared trespass?
"Hey, who are you? You—"
Before the Master Diviner could finish her words, however, the intruder stood up and turned around, and in that instant, she froze.
It couldn't be helped.
What she saw was a familiar face—he looked exactly like the former Master Diviner, Jingtian.
"Master Diviner Jingtian?!"
Just like that, not long after the current Master Diviner's shocked shout resounded, news of Jingtian's return spread quickly, and before long, it reached Yao Guang's ears.
At first, Yao Guang thought she had misheard, but when Jingtian personally stood within the Deca-Light Reflection Barrier Matrix, and his identity was verified, she had no choice but to believe it—he had been resurrected.
'Lucian? Could this also be his doing again?'
It had to be, since she couldn't find any other possible explanation, given Jingtian's case was no different from what had happened with Yueyu, Teng Xiao, and Baiheng, who had come back to life—fresh and radiant, as if they had never died.
However, one question remained: why had Lucian resurrected the Xianzhou Yuque's former Master Diviner?
'What's his plan?'
Yao Guang pondered for a while but still found no answer, so she decided to find a chance to ask him directly.
"General Yao Guang, you mean my resurrection... has something to do with the Grand Celestial Master?"
Jingtian asked Yao Guang through a floating jade abacus.
It was unbelievable—Lucian's fate-altering art could even rewrite life and death, bringing the dead back to life.
He had to admit, Lucian was truly defying the heavens!
"Grand Celestial Master? Who's that?"
Yao Guang's confused voice echoed from the floating jade abacus.
"Lucian, of course." Jingtian replied bluntly. "In another set of my memories, he's recognized by the entire Alliance as the Grand Celestial Master—the one above every Master Diviner who can overturn fate itself."
He went on to describe his second set of memories—how Lucian had wielded the art of fate-alteration and how, during the Third Abundance War, he had summoned the Reignbow Arbiter to aid the Xianzhou Fanghu and achieve a flawless victory.
Yao Guang felt her heart pound faster with every word Jingtian spoke.
Who exactly was Lucian?
If he truly possessed such heaven-defying power, why had he stayed so low-key all this time, only revealing himself recently?
Yao Guang quickly turned to the Xianzhou Yuque's central archives, searching the think tank's records to make sure she wasn't losing her mind.
And sure enough, there it was.
—Xianzhou Yuque's Celestial Master, Lucian, rose to prominence overnight, solving over a hundred major crises within the Xianzhou Yuque.
—In Star Year 8072, the Abundance army launched a massive attack on the Xianzhou Fanghu. In the end, with the situation dire and victory chances near zero, Celestial Master Lucian defied fate, summoned the Reignbow Arbiter's projection, annihilated the army, and secured a grand victory for the Xianzhou Alliance. From that day on, the Alliance honored him as the Grand Celestial Master.
"Reignbow Arbiter above... there's actually a record of him?" Yao Guang blinked her eyes in bewilderment. "But the Yuque's archives don't make mistakes—when were these entries even written?"
Soon, however, at the bottom of the record, another note caught her eye.
—Additionally, according to the official investigation, Grand Celestial Master Lucian and Master Diviner Fu Xuan secretly registered their marriage, though it has not been publicly announced.
"Fu Xuan...? What? She was involved, too?" Yao Guang muttered in disbelief, feeling the situation become even more absurd. "Marriage registration, huh? Let me see..."
Her curiosity got the better of her, so she began searching Fu Xuan's marital records, and soon enough, she found them.
"No way... they really are legally married? When did that little girl even make her move?"
Yao Guang's common sense was shattered once again.
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