Chapter 45

"This place is beautiful!" Chun He said with excitement, running through the rows of lavender flowers. Hsien Lian's hands glow a bright blue as his hand trails across the tips of the petals, the late bloomers blossoming into vibrant flowers. Chun he was already halfway down the field, running across the dirt patch. The god quickly turns around, his hands glowing pink as he raises them into the air.

HIs pale skin and bright pink eyes work well with his pink pinks and light blush. His more feminine features did look bad on him at all. A hanfu hanging at his waist, falling down in pastel pinks. A red and pink sleeve that attached to the shoulder, long enough to lay on the ground. His godly form was both grand and perfect for the god.

He twirled, his hanfu sleeves fluttering out at the movement. Butterflies flutter around the small farm, placing themselves on different lavender plants. The purple bouquets meet the white kaleidoscope of butterflies. Hsien Lian watched in awe as Chun He began to skip back over to the other. "Pretty, huh?" Chun He asked with a bright smile.

XingYing and Chang Bo had been walking behind the two, most likely talking about something the two had in common, which looked to be nothing. "Very. It fits you to be the God Of The Butterflies." Hsien Lian states with a bright smile. Chun He shrugged. "Not as much as flowers fit you. It's in your name." Chun He pointed out.

Hsien Lian laughed softly, nodding his head. "It is in my name. I believe whoever picks what gods we are, are very good at doing so." Hsein Lian compliments, turning around. XIngYing was walking beside Chang Bo, nodding his head to whatever the other was saying. "Do you know all the things that evil ghost did?" Chun He asked, gaining Hsien Lian's attention once again. Hsein Lian frowned but shook his head. "No. I don't believe he did anything wrong." Hsein Lian stated. Chun He sighed.

"I heard he gave everyone eternal torture if they had wronged him in the past. He forced a young child to burn in a water volcano because she asked how he was feeling that day." Chun He explained. Hsien Lian didn't dare believe a word that came out of the god's mouth. As his words were formed from ignorance alone. "Are you sure those aren't rumors?" Hsien Lian asked challengingly, looking at the god, who smiled shortly.

"They might be. I heard them from gods who went against XingYing. In my opinion, if a rumor is true, does that really make it a rumor?" Chun He asked, before beginning to skip once again, Hsein Lian continued with the other's pace. "Well, were you not one of the gods that lost to him." Hsien Lian asked. Chun He casually nodded his head. "I was, I will not lie and say I wasn't. But I was also I was a weaker Martial God. Only ranked ninety-third." Chun He sighed dramatically. Hsien Lian slowly nodded. "Well, do you have empathy for any ghost?" Chun He's answer was quick and simple.

"Should I?"

Hsein Lian glanced back at the god and the ghost behind him once again. Not to look at XingYIng, but instead Chang Bo. Hsien Lian quickly turned back to Chun He. "Chang Bo seems more open than you." Hsein Lian pointed out, gesturing to the twol. Chun He glanced back before nodding. "I am not shocked. Chang Bo was always much kinder to ghosts. He's a young Martial God, so it seems he hasn't learned about the threats yet." Chun Bo sighed.

Hsien Lian quickly formed a question in his mind. "Do you teach him those threats?" Chun He shortly nodded. "That's how we met. Tao Wu put me in charge of looking after him. Similar to how Fang Hai is in charge of looking after you." Chun Bo answered. "Though, Fang Hai has more of a problem. After all, you don't have any time as a Noble God. Though, that just shows how incredible you are, Hsien Lian." Chun He stated, before Hsien Lian heard his name being called from behind him.

Hsein Lian saw XingYing holding up an ocean blue colored crystal. It glistened in the daylight that had just started to break, the deep blue crystal made Hsein Lian's eyes brighten. It was a stunning jewel, but why would it be in a lavender field. It seemed very out of place. Just like the brick. Hsien Lian grabbed Chun He's wrist, jogging over to the two. XingYing placed his hand out, showing the two gods the rare crystal. "Tanzanite. Though I have never seen such a priceless version of it." Chun He mumbled to himself, looking at the jewel.

Tanzanite, that must have been the name. Chun He looked around. "Are there any mining villages near by?" Chun He asked, looking up at XingYing, who frowned. "Near the Wudang Mountains." XingYing stated, looking over at Chun Bo. "But who would want to live in such mountainous terrain?" Chang Bo pointed out. Hsien Lian tapped the small jewel, before lowering his hand. "The han Dynasty loves precious jewels. It would give any family great wealth by selling even a fraction of this." Hsien Lian stated. XingYing sighed, closing his hand, the blue crystal still inside.

"Of course. People would risk their lives for a glimpse of wealth. That is the world we live in."