Chapter 249: TGCF Amnesia Extra Part 4/4

The Curious Incident of His Royal Highness, the

Crown Prince’s Memory Having Wandered Away
4 - I meet you again.

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The directions that the person in the ghost mask

had given were not complicated: just head a few li
southwards, on a certain mountain in a certain lair.
Xie Lian was also confident that a regular person
would not be able to match him, as he was now, in
speed, and that he would arrive at the location
faster than San-lang’s underling.

Indeed, after an hour, he had fought and killed his

way to the place, a frenzied battle the moment he
entered the mountain, with the cries and howls of
the spirits and beasts on the mountain.[3] Finally,
he found that certain mountain with that certain
lair.
Even though the monster appeared to of some
influence, with three hundred to four hundred
strong lackeys guarding the entrance for him, to
Xie Lian, this was no different from just having
three or four strong lackeys guarding the entrance.
At first, he had been worried that the enemy would
be extremely strong, and did not act rashly, but
after patiently staking out the vicinity of the lair for
a while, listening to the lackeys’ idle chatter, he
discovered that the monster had gone through
more than enough these past few days.

“...... That’s right, that’s right, shan-zhu only

managed to escape from a stinky cultivator with
difficulty. They were frightened half to death, and
came back with injuries. The moment they
returned, they gave up their original lair in a great
panic, and fled here.”

“I see! I’ve been wondering why they’d suddenly

summon all of us away - so, it’s because they’re
afraid that the cultivator will be back for revenge!”

“There’s no reason for them to be afraid. That

cultivator was bitten a few times by shan-zhu.
Even if he wakes up now, he’d definitely be all in a
muddle, unable to even find where the northern
direction is.”
“How can they not be afraid? Shan-zhu is a few
centuries old and a famous monster,and yet, I
heard that this cultivator had emerged suddenly
out of nowhere, and with two strikes beaten them
until their nose had gone crooked and their eyes
crossed. If not for the fact that the cultivator
seemed to have some injury on his body, giving
shan-zhu an opening to land a few bites, I’m afraid
shan-zhu would not have been able to return.”

“Goddamn, how can a wild cultivator be so

powerful!”

Having listened up to here, Xie Lian felt that it was

more or less enough. He walked out casually, and
greeted them warmly, “Hello.”

The crowd of little monster lackeys were greatly

startled, and leapt up, crying, “Who’s there!”

“Where did this pretty boy come from?”

Xie Lian gave a small smile, and without sparing
any time to explain, directly slaughtered his way
into the lair. Just casually reaching out to grab,
and he’d catch a few tens of them; and just
casually flinging them aside, he’d flung them a few
tens of zhang. Even without magic, he still
managed to give the crowd of lackeys such a
fright, that their shrill cries filled the air without
pause: “What’s up with this pretty boy!!! He looks
so genteel! Why is he so rough and violent!!!”

And so, in this manner similar to plucking wild

grass, Xie Lian stepped into the lair unimpeded.
He had been prepared to do great battle with a
great monster, but who knew that upon entering
the lair, what he saw was a creature who had
taken on human form, and who was rolling around
on the ground, hugging his stomach and moaning
and wailing.

At first, Xie Lian thought that it was just putting up

a pretence, but taking another look, it did not
appear to be the case. Its stomach was greatly
bloated, as though it had swallowed something
incredibly fearsome, and so, Xie Lian crouched
down and said, “What’s wrong with you?”
Perhaps that monster was in so much pain that it
was delirious, for upon seeing Xie Lian, it let out a
great cry, “You came at the right time! You! I’m not
eating anymore! I don’t dare eat anymore! Never
again will I dare! Let me return the thing I
swallowed back to you! I can’t digest it, I can’t
digest it ah!”

Xie Lian said, “Are you mistaking me for someone

else? You haven’t swallowed anything of mine, so
what are you returning to me?”

But that monster continued to roll on the ground in

great pain, and could hardly be bothered to reply.
Feeling at a loss, Xie Lian proceeded with drawing
a talisman first, deciding to capture it first before
clarifying things with it. But curiously enough, the
moment he slapped on that talisman, that monster
unexpectedly turned into a large and roly-poly
budaoweng, with a stomach that was much larger
and rounder than other budaoweng, incredibly
comical. Xie Lian found it both hilarious and
starting. He examined the talisman he had drawn,
wondering how it could have turned into this. Did
he draw a couple of strokes wrongly?
But this was not much of a huge problem either.
This battle was simply easy to the extreme, and
when Xie Lian emerged from the mountain depths,
the day had brightened. He kept the budaoweng in
his sleeve, and hurried back towards the city.

Now that he had done something for that San-

lang, Xie Lian’s felt happy, and had already begun
to think about how he would present the captured
monster to San-lang. He secretly warned himself,
that if San- lang gave a surprised expression, he
should still maintain a reserved front, and not
reveal any of his delight. Having been out roaming
and sprinting all night, Xie Lian’s legs were sore,
and so, he sat at a stall along the way, and got a
free bowl of tea to drink.

As he drank, he suddenly heard someone from

behind him, rush towards him and yell, “Xie Lian!”

Immediately, Xie Lian put down the tea bowl.

Who was this person, to be so greatly daring as to
directly call out his name in the middle of the main
street? Even amongst the royal household, few
would be so disrespectful; didn’t everyone address
him as taizi dianxia with great deference and
reverence?

Turning his head to look, that person was

unexpectedly a commoner. He was carrying a
large wooden box, and strode forward with great
steps, yelling, “Wait! Wait up! You forgot Xie Lian!
Bring him along too!”

So he wasn’t calling out to him, but someone who

had the same name as him! But Xie Lian found this
even more curious. Even though he did not really
care about taboos on avoiding names and such
like, but to think that someone would dare to have
the exact same name as him, that was surprising!

But he immediately realised, the “Xie Lian” which

that person spoke of was not a human.
A man was sitting near Xie Lian. The person who
was carrying the box walked up and sat beside this
man. He patted the wooden box, and said, “I’ve
brought Xie Lian along. Remember to bring him to
that person whom your family serves today! Don’t
dismiss the superstition. if you don’t display the
two of them together, there would be a lot of bad
luck!”

“Yes, yes. Naturally, I know it......”

Xie Lian was simply unable to bear it any longer,

and opened his mouth, saying, “Excuse me......”

As one, the two people turned their heads and

looked at him. Xie Lian said, “Please forgive this
one for being presumptuous. Excuse me, what’s in
this box?”

That person said, “Haven’t I said it already. It’s Xie

Lian inside.”
Xie Lian did not understand: “But...... Isn’t Xie Lian
the taizi dianxia?”
The two people seemed to find it very funny,
saying, “No one said he wasn’t the crown prince
ah. He always was to begin with. Look!” Saying
that, they opened the box.

Xie Lian’s eyes widened. Unexpectedly, within that

wooden box, was a tiny worship altar, and within
that altar was a plain and rustic-looking statuette
of a god, of a cultivator dressed in white with a
straw hat on his back.

He did not recognise it.

“......” Xie Lian was completely unable to

comprehend it, and said, “Are you saying that this
statuette is of the Xianle crown prince, Xie Lian?”

“Who else?”

Other people had started to gather around, one

after another, half of them looking at him as
though he was a rare one: “You young people are
really strange, and you look like a cultivator too, so
how is it that you don’t even know such a simple
thing?”
The other half were looking at this “statuette of a
god”: “Wow! The carving of this scrap-picking
immortal is not bad! Looks woeful enough.”

“Yes, full of tragedy and woe. One look and you

immediately feel that it’s a likeness of misfortune!”

“Great, great! The uglier it looks like now, then it

would look even better when that other one helps
him break away. Display them together for eight
days at most and the results will show.”

“.....”

With ignorance, Xie Lian said, “Scrap-picking

immortal? How did he become a scrap-picking
immortal?”

The surrounding crowd said, “Cultivator, you really

are very strange ah! Xie Lian was always a scrap-
picking immortal to begin with!”

“......”
Xie Lian was generally not someone who was
easily angered, but at that moment, he felt slightly
annoyed.

Anyone who listened to other people laugh and

mock them for picking scraps wouldn’t feel very
happy about it. In a moment, he stood up, and in a
deep voice said, “Does everyone have some
dissatisfactions with the Xianle royal family? Even
if there is, the way you’re insulting the crown
prince like this, is not in keeping with etiquette.”

The crowd looked at each other, and laughed at

him, saying, “What are you saying? In keeping with
which country’s etiquette? Xianle country was
destroyed more than eight hundred years ago!”

An hour later, Xie Lian was still in somewhat of a

muddle as he walked down the main street.

It was too frightening. Everything he had received

just now, was simply too frightening as far as he
was concerned.
“How was Xianle country destroyed? Aren’t my
royal father and mother still alive and well? And
how could it have been destroyed by me? I lost a
battle? I destroyed my country? And I was cast
down twice? I became a scrap-picker?”

He questioned himself over and over again, and

told himself over and over again: It was impossible.
Impossible. Impossible!

He tried to convince himself: “All of this simply

isn’t real, there must be some villain making
trouble behind the scenes.”

However, everything felt off-kilter: The strange

accents, the strange clothing and the strange
buildings, and even the strange Feng Xin and Mu
Qing, all of them were telling him that this was not
a nightmare, and this place was also not some
illusion. No demon or monster would have been
able to create such a vast and realistic illusion.

Eight hundred years had really gone by.

How could eight hundred years have just gone by?
How did he become like this after eight hundred
years?
Xianle country was destroyed; his royal father and
mother were dead; Feng Xin and Mu Qing had
ascended. And he had become a scrap- picker.

How did it become like this?

It couldn’t be like this. It shouldn’t have been like
this!

Xie Lian walked faster and faster, until, in the end,

he had begun to run, as though a vast and
boundless darkness was pressing hard behind
him, about to devour him. Suddenly, a red
silhouette flashed by, and a lanky figure appeared
before his eyes, saying, “Daozhang, where did you
go? I searched high and low for you for a long
while.”

It was San-lang. He was still smiling, and as he

said that he made to come over and take Xie
Lian’s hand, but upon seeing him, Xie Lian felt
goosebumps rise all over his body, and he yelled
loudly, “Don’t come near me!!!”

His cry had an immediate effect. San-lang paused,

but his expression did not change. He said,
“What’s wrong?”
Xie Lian clenched his fists tightly, and coldly said,
“Just who the hell are you? What do you plan to
do?”

San-lang said, “I had thought that we had gotten

along quite well yesterday, and no longer cared
about these small bothers.”

Xie Lian said, “You lied to me.”

After a moment of silence, San-lang said, “So you

already know.”

Xie Lian said, “I already know that it’s now......”

Eight hundred years later.

Typically, he would not have taken so long before

realising that those things were not quite right, but
this person had deliberately kept things from him,
keeping him charmed and deceived and confused
until he couldn’t even have figured out which way
was north; otherwise, how could he had
discovered the truth only after a day?
Xie Lien took many more steps back, yelling,
“Don’t come closer!!! If you come any closer, I’ll hit
you!”

San-lang took a step towards him, saying,

“Dianxia.”

Both his voice and his body were trembling. Xie

Lian was extremely terrified.

What he was terrified of wasn’t some demon or

monster, nor was it of the man before him who
could mean good or evil. He was terrified of this
entire, strange world. In this world, he was without
glory that he could be proud of, without loyal
subjects, without his parents who loved him dearly,
without his own country, without believers who
loved and respected him. Nothing, nothing, he had
absolutely nothing!

But San-lang took yet another step towards him,

saying, “Don’t be afraid, dianxia.”

“......”
Hearing this sentence, Xie Lian’s expression
changed.

He suddenly recalled, within those fragmented

memories, the man who said in a deep voice by his
ear, “Don’t be afraid, dianxia.”

How could he not have realised it?

The manner of speech and voice of both men,
were identical!

So angry was Xie Lian that he trembled, as he said,

“It’s you...... It’s really you......”

Thinking about how this person had deceived him

and led him around in circles, while he had felt
nothing but gratitude and was full of good feelings,
and even called him “gege” - Xie Lian was unable
to bear it, and his anger skyrocketed. He lashed
out with a strike, crying, “You liar!”

This strike squarely hit San-lang’s chest. Xie Lian

readied himself to strike a second time, but
discovered that he was somehow unable to move.

It was his own body, that was stopping him!

Xie Lian could not understand what was going on,
but San-lang had grabbed a hold of his hand. Xie
Lian was startled, and immediately cried out
disjointedly, “Don’t touch me! You, you liar, you
lied to me. I’ll never believe you again. You......”

But San-lang said quietly, “Dianxia, believe me.”

Xie Lian cried angrily, “I’ll never believe you!!!
I’ll! ......”

However, just like how his attack had been

stopped, the “will never you” that should have
followed, somehow could not leave his lips.

The concern and pain in this man’s eyes was a

completely and utterly genuine. Anyone who saw
a person show such an expression to another
person, would no longer suspect his sincerity.

As though desiring to seal Xie Lian away from this

strange world which terrified him, San-lang finally
drew him into an embrace, his lips kissing his hair
lightly, and in a warm and gentle voice, said, “Don’t
be afraid, dianxia. It’s all in the past. Dianxia.
You’ve made it through.”

“......”
After a long while, Xie Lian’s body finally softened.

Now, throwing aside all his shame and frustration,

and thinking carefully: within the fragmented
scenes in his dream, the voice of the man who had
called out to him, had always been warm and
gentle to the extreme, without even a hint of
coercion.

As for himself...... Even though he had indeed

begged for mercy and cried, but he could tell from
listening, that there wasn’t even a hint of
unwillingness. It was just that, before now, he had
been unwilling to confront it directly, and so he
had not discovered it.

At least Xie Lian finally knew why it was that, the

moment he saw this man, he could not help but
want to trust him. Unfortunately, the “him” after
eight hundred years, had a relationship with San-
lang that was...... not quite simple.

He thoroughly gave up fighting against his body,

and went along with his heart’s desire, burying his
face against San-lang’s chest. He said, his voice
muffled, “We......”
San-lang said, “Hn.”

After a long silence, Xie Lian mumbled, “Why......

did I suddenly clean forget everything that
happened in these eight hundred years?”

San-lang said, “It’s my fault. The previous day, you

suddenly received a prayer in the middle of the
night, and left in too much of a hurry. I didn’t help
you restore your magic, and didn’t tell you in time
that when the monster bites you, it swallows
memories.”

Xie Lian said, “Then this simply wasn’t your fault. It

was me who was careless.”

San-lang said, “Dianxia would never be at fault.”

Xie Lian forced a smile, then said again

dispiritedly, “Then, San-lang, how did I...... cause
the destruction of Xianle country?”

After all, he had treasured his people so much, and

it had been his ambition for Xianle to continue to
prosper for another thousand years.
San-lang hugged him even tighter, and said with
conviction, “It was not your fault.”

Xie Lian mumbled, “How did I fail so badly? How

did I become like this?”

Who did not start of by wanting to accomplish

grand feats which would move the heavens and
the earth, and live on through the ages? While
perhaps only one in a million people would truly be
able to make this dream become reality, but Xie
Lian had never once doubted that he would be
that one in a million.

Perhaps this was the reason why San-lang had not

let him discover that eight hundred years had
gone by.

San-lang said, “You did not fail.”

Xie Lian shook his head, saying, “But I don’t have

any believers anymore.”

San-lang said, “You do.”

Just thinking about it made Xie Lian grieve. He
said, “I’m a scrap-picking immortal. I pick scraps.
Of course no one would be my believer, and no
one would take me as a god. Who would respect a
scrap-picking immortal?”

This was completely unlike what his dream had

been.

But San-lang said, “Haven’t I already told you?

You have a believer.”

“......”

Xie Lian lifted his face. San-lang gave him a small

smile, saying, “Dianxia, I said that you would be
able to meet Hua Cheng very soon. Right now,
you’ve met him.”

“......”

Xie Lian lifted his head, and gazing at his face,

said, slightly confused, “San-lang, you….. when did
you recognise me?
Hua Cheng said, “From a very long, very long time
ago, even before you had ascended.”

Xie Lian slowly blinked.

Hua Cheng said again, “Dianxia, perhaps the “you”

now, might feel that the “you” after eight hundred
years is a huge failure. Perhaps you feel
disappointed, and unable to accept it. But please
believe me, it’s not like that.”

His bright left eye gazed at Xie Lian, and the look
in his eye was as soft and gentle as his voice.

He said, “You saved me. I’ve always looked at you.

“In this world there are countless people who are

more “successful” than you, but none of them
could have saved me like you did, and none of
them could have done those things you did —

“You have no idea how much courage you gave

me, for me to become the me today.
“In my heart, you are forever my only god.”

Xie Lian said, “And you are forever my most

devoted believer.”

Barely had he finished speaking, when he came to

himself. That sentence which he had said just
now, was something he had instinctively said in
the moment as a response, as though he had
heard such a treasured promise before. But San-
lang started to smile, and held up his hand, kissed
the back of his hand, and said, “Yes.”

“......”

After a long while, Xie Lian seemed to have come

to a decision, and retrieved the budaoweng of the
monster from his sleeve, saying, “Was it this
monster which swallowed my memories?”

Hua Cheng received that monster, saying, “So it

was indeed dianxia who destroyed his new lair.”

Xie Lian nodded his head, saying, “To recover my

memories, I would have to act on him here, yes?”

Within Hua Cheng’s palm, that budaoweng

opened its large mouth. From its mouth flew out a
few specks of light, like fireflies, which flew and
surrounded Xie Lian. Hua Cheng said, “Catch
them, and you would be able to retrieve those
eight hundred years of memories.”

Hearing this, Xie Lian reached his hand out to

them. However, just before he touched them, he
stopped.

Recovering these eight hundred years of

memories, would be as though reliving those eight
hundred years, once again experiencing
everything which had happened: the agony of the
hundred swords stabbing his heart, the shame of
having being defeated utterly, the anger of being
powerless and unable to do anything.

Even though he knew that all this would actually

be over in a moment, but his fingertips still
trembled slightly.

Hua Cheng stood behind him, letting him feel as

though his back was resting against a sturdy wall.
He heard Hua Cheng’s voice from behind him,
“Don’t be afraid, dianxia.”
Xie Lian tilted his head back slightly, and Hua
Cheng wrapped his arms around his waist, saying,
“Believe me. No matter how long it takes, I will
always wait for you. You will still meet me again.”

That’s right. They would still meet again.

And so, Xie Lian reached his hand towards the
lights.

Like stars, the specks of light dissolved into his

fingertips. There was a great brightness before his
eyes, as though something burning hot was
approaching. Before that bright light reached him,
Xie Lian said, “I am very glad to have met you.”

After he said this sentence, the specks of light

dissolved into his body and disappeared. Xie Lian
slowly toppled forward, and was caught by Hua
Cheng.

After a long while, Xie Lian finally began to stir.

The moment he opened his eyes, Hua Cheng said
in a low voice, “Gege?”

Xie Lian slowly gave a light smile, and reached out

a hand, caressing Hua Cheng’s face, and said, “......
I meet you again.”

Hua Cheng began to smile too, saying, “Didn’t I

say it. Believe me.”

Xie Lian sighed and said, “Does this count as us

having waited for each other again for another
eight hundred years?

Hua Cheng said, “Didn’t I say it, no matter how

long it takes, I will always wait for you. However......”

He pulled Xie Lian up. The two of them stood face

to face, and Hua Cheng held his hand tightly,
saying with a smile, “Right now, I don’t want us to
be separated again for even a moment.”

There was no way of changing the past.

Eight hundred years ago, the seventeen-year-old

Xie Lian who was everyone’s pride, had no way of
knowing what the future had in store for him. Fate
had given him two doors. The path of a martial god
left a fleeting but indelible impression; in a brief
moment a demon had met an immortal on a
bridge. And he had opened both doors.
After that, he was alone in the turbulent waves of
being powerless and unable to return to the
heavens, and he struggled to eke a living through
those long and tortuous years. Pain, anger,
disappointment, hate, despair, insanity. A heart as
indifferent as dead ashes.

And after that, the dead ashes reignited back to

life.

However, all of these were already in the past.

“Gege, welcome back.”

“Hn......”

“Look, I said that you would still meet me again. I

didn’t lie to you.”
Xie Lian aimed a look at Hua Cheng, and said,
“Really?”

Hua Cheng smiled slightly, and said, “Of course.

When have I ever lied to dianxia? Gege, I......”

“......”

“......”

Xie Lian reached his hand into the breast of Hua

Cheng’s robes, and took out a piece of paper,
reading out loud, “‘Having received San-lang
gege’s care, Lian has no way to repay you, and am
willing to exhaust what little power I have, to help
gege solve his problems, and so will leave for a
while. May San-lang gege not be worried, for Xian
will be back shortly after leaving.”

San-lang raised a brow, and brought his hands

behind his back and did not speak. After Xie Lian
finished reading out loud, he copied Hua Cheng’s
manner and raised a brow, saying, “San-lang gege,
good gege, you truly are good ah.”

Hua Cheng laughed, saying, “Whether I’m good or

not, wasn’t gege clear on this point from very early
on?
Xie Lian’s face turned slightly red, and he said
vaguely, “..... I’m not sure what you’re talking about.
In any event, you’ve gone too far in these couple
of days, and you should reflect.”

Hua Cheng said with seriousness, “Gege, don’t be

like that. These two days, I’ve been constantly
treating you with courtesy and decorum, and
resisting has been very hard on me.”

Xie Lian said, “Since when did you treat me with

courtesy and decorum. You clearly...... clearly......”
Clearly teased him, and teased with great delight.
Thinking about how, in those two days, he had
become the naive, silly, and pampered[11] little
seventeen-year-old dummy, tossed and turned
this way and that as Hua Cheng played with him...
as Xie Lian once again recalled what happened
with perfect clarity, he was simply unable to look
directly at himself, and he could not help but
moan, and massage his temples. His expression
entirely serious, Hua Cheng said, “Really, even if I
am scolded as a despicable, shameless, indecent
asshole,San-lang has no complaints or regrets.”

“If gege is unhappy, he can continue to scold me.

It doesn’t matter to San-lang.”
Xie Lian was simply unable to listen further.

Massaging his temples, he slipped away. When

Hua Cheng turned his head, the other person had
disappeared. He said, “Gege? Don’t run away,
alright, it’s my fault, gege!”

Don’t call gege anymore!

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Translator’s notes:

⾥ [li]. A traditional Chinese unit of measurement,

now standardised to about half a kilometre.

洞府 [dongfu]. I translated it as “lair”, but a dongfu is

a bit more than that. A more accurate description
would be... a place where a spirit or magical
creature dwells? The other closest English
equivalent I could think of was “grotto”, but a
grotto - associated with faeries and such like in
western folklore - doesn’t quite have the right
connotation for this context, I think.

⼭魈夜猫⿁哭狼嚎 [shan xiao ye mao gui ku lang

hao]. A ⼭魈 or shanmao can refer to a type of
mandrill primate, but also a one-legged creature/
monster which dwells on the mountains in
Chinese folklore. A 夜猫 or yemao literally
translates into night-cat, but also can refer to an
owl. ⿁哭狼嚎 [gui ku lang hao] is literally, the cries
of ghosts and the howls of wolves.

⼭主 [shan zhu]. The lackeys’ honourific title for the

monster, lit. lord / owner of the mountain. (Like
how Hua Cheng’s subjects in the Ghost City refer
to him as 城主 [cheng-zhu] or lord / owner of the
city.)

Chinese pronouns are divided into male 他, female

她, and gender- neutral / it 它 (used for animals or
inanimate objects, not people) - all of them
pronounced as ta. The way the lackeys are
speaking in Chinese is more colloquial, and omits
pronouns when referring to their big boss monster.
However, later on in the chapter when Xie Lian
encounters the monster, he uses the gender-
neutral 它 (see translator’s note 9). However, I
didn’t think it would be appropriate for the lackeys
to refer to their boss as an “it” in English, so I used
“they/them” here.

屁滚尿流 [pi gun niao liu]. Lit. (so frightened and

panicked that it was) farting and pissing non-stop.

⼩⽩脸 [xiao bai lian]. Lit. “little white face”, used to

describe a young man with a pretty face. It’s not
really a compliment, and is usually used in a
teasing (at best) or derogatory (at worst) context. I
just find it incredibly funny that Xie Lian was
referred to as one here.

丈 [zhang]. A traditional Chinese unit of

measurement. I think the modern equivalent is
about 10 feet? So Xie Lian was flinging these
monsters a few hundred feet in one toss.

See translator’s note 5. The sentence here uses 它.

Unlike the monster’s lackeys, I don’t think Xie Lian
would have any issues with using “it” to refer to the
monster.

不倒翁 [bu dao weng]. A toy that’s shaped sort-of

like an oval, with a heavy base. The idea is that you
can push the toy down, and it would stand or
bounce back up, i.e. it doesn’t fall down (不倒). It’s
also what Hua Cheng transforms Lan Qianqiu, Qi
Rong into in book 1.

Exactly what Mu Qing had described Xie Lian in

chapter 246 / part 1 of the Amnesia extra.

See how Xie Lian had scolded Hua Cheng at the

start of chapter 248 / part 3 of the Amnesia