Chapter 272: The Little Mermaid, Once Unpopular, Becomes the Beloved of the Group (17)

Chapter 272: The Little Mermaid, Once Unpopular, Becomes the Beloved of the Group (17)

The sea churned violently, sending waves crashing one after another.

The waves towered so high they seemed to blot out the sky, creating a terrifying sight from afar.

The aura of destruction mingled with an inexplicable emotion, causing the sea to ripple unnaturally.

Beneath the turbulent sea, a green dragon and a mermaid thrashed about.

After an unknown period, the sea gradually calmed down.

Abruptly, snow began to fall.

The seawater rapidly solidified into ice, floating on the surface.

Song Chuyi emerged from the depths of the sea and sat on the ice.

Qing Yuan, brimming with excitement, had already dived to the seabed in search of treasures, while Song Chuyi waited for him to retrieve the treasures from the depths.

The snowfall was heavy, and snowflakes settled on Song Chuyi's shoulders, lingering without melting.

Song Chuyi raised his hand, and a snowflake landed in his palm.

He smiled softly, his eyes gentle.

"Are you truly willing to destroy this world in such a manner?"

As soon as he spoke, a young man stepped forth from the boundless expanse of ice.

The young man was dressed in formal attire, with a boyish face that radiated a divine presence.

"Destruction means rebirth," the young man said, his voice tinged with a mechanical monotone.

Song Chuyi tilted his head to look at him, "Rebirth is a lengthy process."

"I have time," the young man replied, "They slaughter one another; they do not deserve to live."

Song Chuyi sighed softly, "Though you are the heavens, you should not strip everyone of their choices in this manner."

This marked the first time Song Chuyi had encountered the heavens of this small world.

Though he had faintly detected the heavens' scrutiny before, it was the first time the heavens had appeared before him like this.

"What transpired two hundred years ago?" he asked again.

The heavens' voice remained mechanical, "Chaos among the races, mutual slaughter."

"In their eyes, there was naught but slaughter and genocide."

Song Chuyi suddenly understood, "So you brought forth the chaos factor?"

The heavens shook his head, "I didn't create it."

"It had always existed."

"Qing Yuan is the chaos factor; it was destined to emerge two hundred years ago, but I sealed it away."

Although he represents the heavens, he still needs to abide by the rules.

The chaos factor cannot be created by his mere whim; it is naturally born within this world, a force even he cannot stop.

Song Chuyi chuckled softly upon hearing this.

"You still granted them two hundred years."

The heavens' young man did not refute Song Chuyi's words.

"I've calculated many times that we will eventually head towards destruction."

He truly intended to destroy, but due to the rules, he never acted.

Qing Yuan's appearance caught him off guard. He saw the people uniting due to the chaos factor, which is why he sealed Qing Yuan.

But his impulsive move violated the rules, and he has been in slumber for the past two hundred years.

He only woke up recently.

"Qing Yuan will ruin this world," said the heavens' young man. "You're the one who changed him."

Song Chuyi let out a soft snort, his fish tail swishing gently in the water.

"I came here for him, after all."

The heavens' young man was silent for two seconds, his voice carrying an unusual hint of confusion.

"Why?"

"With your skills, you could easily destroy that little thing in your consciousness."

"You don't have to let him force you into saving people."

Song Chuyi raised his hand, placing his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"Talking like that will frighten the little white bun."

He glanced over; Xiaotong was still drowning in sorrow over his energy being devoured by the main system, not hearing the words of the heavens.

"He's quite adorable."

A wave surged in the distance.

"I'm not being forced by it, either."

Song Chuyi's eyes softened with affection.

"I am willing."

The heavens' young man frowned.

"But he..."

"I know," Song Chuyi interjected the young man's words. "He's no saint—a downright villain."

"He's greedy, ruthless, and hard to handle."

"But I still love him."

Under the ice, Qing Yuan came back with his treasures.

The words "I love him" reached his ears, and he blinked, feeling a slight swelling in his chest.

It was an indescribable feeling, but he didn't mind it.

Actually... he really liked it.

Even though it felt a bit strange, he still liked it.

Qing Yuan quietly peeked out from under the ice and saw the little mermaid sitting on the ice surface, her beautiful tail gently swaying.

The little mermaid spotted him first and waved.

Qing Yuan broke into a silly grin and swam towards him.

In less than half a second, he was right in front of Song Chuyi.

"A'Chu!"

Qing Yuan's voice was full of excitement, his dragon tail wagging nonstop behind him.

Song Chuyi let out a soft snort, "Did you get your treasures?"

"Got them!" Qing Yuan patted his chest, "They're in my storage space."

"They can sell for a lot of money."

"I can provide for A'Chu."

As he spoke, he transformed into his human form, hopped up onto the solid ice, and sat beside Song Chuyi.

"Who were you talking to just now, A'Chu?"

Song Chuyi pointed to the sky.

Qing Yuan glanced up at the sky and slowly said, "Oh."

He pulled out an ice fruit, cracked it open, and handed it to Song Chuyi.

"Here, A'Chu, have some water."

Song Chuyi took it and drank a sip.

Then Qing Yuan said, "I heard you say you love me, A'Chu."

He grabbed Song Chuyi's hand and placed it over his heart.

"Right here, it feels all swollen."

"I really like it."

Qing Yuan didn't fully understand love, but hearing A'Chu say he loved him made him incredibly happy.

Like the contentment of a full stomach.

No, even happier than that.

Song Chuyi chuckled, "As long as you're happy."

"As long as you're happy, the world is a beautiful place."

Although Qing Yuan is composed of riot factors, as long as he is happy, he can somewhat control the spread of these riot factors.

Plus, with his paintings, well... it seems the world will become more and more beautiful.

Qing Yuan didn't hear the previous content, so naturally, he didn't know that he was made up of riot factors.

Right now, his mind is filled with his beloved's smile at this moment.

It was a smile that could soothe the two centuries he spent in the dark depths of the sea.

His heart warmed, making Qing Yuan unable to resist hugging Song Chuyi.

"The ice feels cold."

He laughs happily.

"A'Chu's body warms up, this is perfect!"

Song Chuyi was baffled.

Wait, what did that mean?

Before he could react, Qing Yuan pounced on him, knocking them both onto the ice.

"Let me cool you down, A'Chu!"

Qing Yuan's excited voice echoed in Song Chuyi's ears.

Song Chuyi tried to speak, but soon lost all sense of control.

Qing Yuan hadn't learned much, but he had a natural knack for this kind of thing.

The cold ice seeped into his back and tail, yet his lips burned with heat.

Caught between ice and fire, he was helplessly drawn into Qing Yuan's world.