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Chapter 34: Three Strong Desires Before Death! [Must Read]

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Three Strong Desires Before Death! [Must Read]

Zuzi ultimately didn’t have this dinner.

Food without Spiritual Energy was, really, unpalatable to the Ancestor.

She went to the new room that Gu Qiusha had personally arranged for her—said to be her brother Xi Qingfeng’s bedroom.

The room was very tidy, with few pieces of furniture but very clean, a kind of no-nonsense, minimalist style.

Gu Qiusha kept apologizing, saying the room downstairs would be renovated in a princess style, all pink and cute, and she’d have to bear with this one for a few days.

But she found it quite nice.

In the entire Xi family, this room had the best Feng Shui.

From the window, there was a vast peach forest in view. Not quite like the forest of the Queen Mother of the West, but it would do.

With a bottle of aged wine fetched by the little crow from the kitchen, she floated out of the room, lying on the peach tree, drinking by herself under the moon.

She laid out the Jade Pendant, pen, and belt she had secretly obtained from Bao Gucheng in a row.

Neatly hung them on the branches to admire.

Took a sip of wine.

Smelled the faint Spiritual Energy.

This celestial life greatly pleased the little Ancestor.

The little crow was quite worried: "Ancestor, these people really have no eyes to see; you condescend to stay here, and they don’t worship you properly. But those siblings are just ungrateful! Ancestor, shall we go to the East Sea? Qingcheng Mountain would also be fine..."

Zuzi suddenly interrupted him, hushing him, "Xiao Jinjin, don’t make noise. Her remnant soul is about to leave; let her do so peacefully."

Her?

The little crow realized something, immediately lowering his voice: "Ancestor, it’s been two days. This silly child still doesn’t want to reincarnate? She should understand that even though you, Ancestor, can resurrect the dead and heal bones, if you defy the heavens to bring her back, she would suffer even more severe backlash and die even more miserably, right? What fate doesn’t grant cannot be forced!"

Zuzi smiled slightly: "Hmm."

The child understood very well and didn’t force a resurrection.

She just had some unfulfilled wishes.

She spoke to the faint wisp of smoke in the void: "Go ahead, before you leave, what other wishes do you have? I, Ancestor, will fulfill them for you."

The car accident that night resulted in the original owner’s death on the spot.

And the Ancestor, who had been sealed and slumbering in a small world for ten thousand years, had just awakened and needed a soul-less body to reside in.

Mystically, they naturally converged.

Yet the original owner’s lingering spirit was unwilling to leave.

Hearing the little Ancestor’s promise, the lingering spirit excitedly threw out three wishes, fervently begging the little Ancestor to agree!

Zuzi listened intently while drinking.

"You want me to get you into university?"

"Okay."

"To honor your grandfather for you?"

"Okay."

What a simple child... Such honest, kind-hearted wishes.

"Alright, Ancestor agrees to all." She took another sip, tasting a hint of bitterness—still far less than the Queen Mother of the West’s Flat Peach Banquet.

Who knew.

The next second, she almost spat out the wine she drank.

"Wait, the third wish is to help you marry Brother Dog from the neighboring village?"

Cough, cough, I, Ancestor, can’t do that.

We agreed these would be simple, honest, kind-hearted wishes, didn’t we?

"Hey, hey, little girl, why are you running so fast? Don’t rush to reincarnate, change that third wish." Zuzi waved at the void.

The little crow helplessly held its forehead: "Ancestor, as the boy said today, drinking does cause loss of judgement! With you granting three heavy-duty wishes at once, the original owner is obviously thrilled to death and eagerly rushing to reincarnate. After all, common people might pray for a lifetime without getting a single wish granted by you; she really struck it rich."

The thing is, if the Ancestor agrees to something, it’s as if a deity nods approval, and it absolutely must come true.

If the Ancestor can’t fulfill it, she’d probably be stuck in this flesh body forever.

Oh, how exasperating for Crow Crow!