What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

"Why don't we talk about your past, Miss He?"

"Haku's past?"

The next day, Song Shu and He Wusheng sat at the dining table. Fu Ying brought breakfast to the table with a stern face, glanced at He Wusheng, and turned away silently.

He Wusheng looked at the fried ham, grilled chicken wings, toasted toast, and some blueberries and cherry tomatoes on the plate, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your wife is a good cook."

"Ms. He can also cook, right?" Song Shu asked.

He Wusheng smiled faintly: "I am not interested in studying cooking."

"That's right, you don't really like tasting delicious food." Song Shu asked, "You've been through so many reincarnations, I don't want to know every one of them. But I'm curious about your first life, can you tell me about it?"

He Wusheng thought for a moment and said, "Do you really want to know?"

Song Shu: "I really need to understand."

He Wusheng: "If you knew what happened in my first life, you might not like me."

At some point, Fu Ying came to the table with orange juice and said faintly, "Even if you are a saint, she won't like you."

Song Shu: “…”

She gently patted Fu Ying's hand to comfort her, and said to He Wusheng: "I only know that the person standing in front of me now is He Wusheng."

He Wusheng reached out to take the orange juice and said thank you, but Fu Ying walked around her and took a sip from the cup herself.

"I only have two hands. I can't take the third cup."

Song Shu laughed, stood up and was about to pour the orange juice, but froze under Fu Ying's deep gaze and sat back in disappointment.

He Wusheng stretched out two fingers, and the white mist lingering between her fingers controlled the bottle to pour juice automatically. Her elegant behavior made Fu Ying sneer and look down on her.

"In my first life, I was a demon." He Wusheng took a sip from the cup, "I was a useless demon in the demon clan, a rat that everyone wanted to kill, but I was taken back by a kind-hearted immortal master and taught carefully."

"The man I respected and loved, in order to convert ghosts, save lost souls, and protect the common people, he sacrificed all his cultivation and his own life. His soul has been missing for more than 300 years."

“And He, in the bitter love and longing for more than three hundred years, kept the master’s teachings in mind, took charge of the demon world, and worked with the master of the demon world and the head of the immortal world to protect the peace of the three realms and suppress the ghosts.”

"Later, Master came back to life and saved people again. This time, it was more difficult than before. Not only did she have to protect the mortals, but she also had to rebuild the fairy world. And my existence was just a chess piece that she needed to successfully save the fairy world."

Song Shu: "Ah..."

He Wusheng said sternly: "My friend, please don't misunderstand me. It's not my master who asked me to do this, but... the Emperor God who made me appear in this world deliberately set up a chess game, involving many people. Until the end, I thought I was a substitute."

"But, He knows that in front of our master, I am not a substitute, but her disciple - an unworthy one."

Song Shu blinked: "So in the end she became a deity, but you were reincarnated?"

"To become an immortal, to become a god, one step at a time. Now, more than a million years have passed." He Wusheng said, his eyes widened when he saw Song Shu.

"Hundred...million years?!" She opened her mouth wide and began to shake Fu Ying's body. "What did I hear? Million years? Hundred——"

Fu Ying stuffed the boneless chicken wing meat into her mouth and looked at He Wusheng: "I think the so-called million years of time should not be in our dimension, right?"

He Wusheng nodded and looked at Song Shu with a smile, who was shocked but still chewing the chicken wing.

"My friend, don't be too surprised. For cultivators, thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye. For gods, millions of years also pass in the blink of an eye."

"I know that only ordinary people like us - mortals - would find this time unimaginably long." Song Shu shrugged and glanced at the chicken wings in Fu Ying's disc. "Eat your own, don't feed me."

Fu Ying: "I don't like chicken wings, but if you like them, I'll give them all to you."

Song Shu: "Alas, with my wife by my side, time flies by quickly. I'm afraid that for us, these hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Fu Ying frowned slightly, pulled out the bone of another chicken wing, and put the meat to her lips.

Song Shu opened his mouth and bit down, his sharp fangs almost poking into Fu Ying's finger.

"You talk so simply, Miss He. Your master is your beloved, but now she has become a god, and you have to reincarnate——"

He Wusheng explained: "He was born without a soul. He is the incarnation of a trace of the Emperor's soul. After the sacrifice, this trace of soul that was about to be annihilated returned to the Emperor's soul and was nurtured under the protection of the main soul's divine power."

Song Shu: "...so?"

He Wusheng: "Well..."

Fu Ying: "Don't speak foreign languages."

"...So, you are some kind of emperor god?" Song Shu said, "You still say you are not a god?"

He Wusheng said calmly: "No, that trace of soul has its own will and cannot be integrated back into the Emperor God's soul. Therefore, the Emperor God put that trace of soul consciousness into the reincarnation path to reincarnate and experience tribulations, waiting for an opportunity to come."

“And this opportunity will allow me to truly possess a complete soul after going through the calamity, and then return to the place where I was born.”

Song Shu spread his hands: "Isn't it now?"

He Wusheng's expression froze, and he was obviously a little embarrassed.

"If I had followed Master's example, I shouldn't have recovered all my memories in this world. I'm afraid... it's because of the appearance of a divine weapon in this world that I was able to recover my past memories ahead of time."

Song Shu: "But you also said that before time went back, your soul was sealed. Could it be that you didn't want your existence to affect the development of the end of the world at that time?"

He Wusheng's face was as calm as water.

"To be honest, I have the same idea." She said seriously, "If someone outside this world seals my soul in order to prevent me from interfering with the changes in the world... then the nature of the matter will become particularly serious."

Song Shu couldn't help but be shocked: "Could it be that the gods are interfering..."

"Except for the Emperor God, the other gods do not know where He is. Some even believe that He has already died." He Wusheng frowned, "But the Emperor God will not interfere in the mortal plane anymore. If she intervenes, she will be judged by the Heaven..."

"Heavenly Way?" Song Shu caught the important word, "You mean, the world has its own consciousness?"

"The Emperor God is the embodiment of the Heavenly Consciousness on earth, but the Emperor God also has his own thoughts. He is a true first-generation god." He Wusheng explained patiently.

"However, as gifted children often appear in various planes, the God Realm is slowly expanding the number of gods to better manage the various planes." She said, "As there are more gods and immortals, the rules of the God Realm must also be established. Because of my master's matter, the Emperor God and the Heavenly Dao have already had a conflict..."

"Wait, how do you know so much?" Song Shu said, "Aren't you reincarnated?"

He Wusheng was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Actually, I don't know if I should say this. I don't know if letting you hear this will cause more trouble."

She changed the subject, as if Song Shu had not asked the question: "I realized that the spiritual energy in the world I live in is extremely abundant, but also unstable. I can sense where the spiritual energy of the artifact is coming from. I wanted to track it, but I found that it was coming this way."

“That’s why I came here, that’s why I met you.”