The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Alas... I'm really unlucky!" The old ox listlessly nibbled on a couple of mouthfuls of grass, looked up at the quiet cave, and after thinking carefully, decided to grant the cowherd's request to avoid any unforeseen complications.

It's just a loom and cotton thread; using a little magic shouldn't reveal anything.

After all, the Weaver Girl never glanced at him once. With the magic treasure given to him to conceal his aura, she probably had no idea that he was watching her every move in the form of an inconspicuous old ox!

Before dawn, the old ox traveled a short distance back into the deep mountains. It chose a tree of suitable thickness, lowered its head, and rammed it with its horns. The moment the blunt, yellowish-brown horns touched the tree trunk, a sharp glint flashed.

The tree fell with a thud, and it quickly gathered it up to make sure no noise was made. Then it found some kudzu and slowly walked back.

When they reached a place not far from the cave, it used magic to turn the tree into a brand new loom and a stool; Gema used magic to turn it into neat, soft cotton threads and draped them over the loom.

As dawn broke, birds chirped and twittered in the forest, the wind rustled the leaves, and the whole world seemed to awaken.

Having walked most of the night on mountain paths and not eaten anything, the Cowherd woke up early in the morning starving. He rubbed his eyes, moved his aching limbs, got up from the ground, brushed off the dust, and glanced at the Weaver Girl.

She woke up too, but still pretended to be asleep.

Although losing her magic would make her no different from a mortal, she still possessed the essence of a celestial being.

How could a mortal body be compared to one nourished by thousands of years of jade dew, nectar, dragon meat, phoenix soup, and various celestial fruits and immortal energy? Having already abstained from grains as a celestial being, the Weaver Girl naturally did not need to eat mortal food, and she did not feel hungry. Although she could not ride the clouds now, the journey last night was not enough to exhaust the fairy with celestial bones.

She closed her eyes, pondering what to do next.

The fairy robe must be obtained as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the cowherd fails to obtain it smoothly and alerts his accomplices, they might use some means to deal with him.

Without any magical powers, relying solely on his own and the little tree spirit's meager strength, he could only manage to scare the Cowherd and the old ox who dared not speak out. But if their accomplices wanted to use force, he would probably have to fight to the death.

But why is it a penniless, lazy, and irresponsible cowherd?

The little tree spirit's doubts echoed in her ears, and the Weaver Girl, leaning against the stone wall, couldn't help but frown slightly.

There are so many handsome and outstanding men in the mortal world, why did the old ox and his accomplices insist on pushing the cowherd out to force him into marriage with them, even going so far as to calculate and seize the right opportunity to steal the fairy robe right under the noses of the sisters?

And yet, it specifically targeted itself, wanting only that red fairy dress.

Could it be that the Cowherd was some important figure in his past life who descended to earth, thus gaining the assistance of numerous spirits and immortals? Or perhaps, there are hidden secrets he has not yet discovered?

She was racking her brains and thinking hard when she suddenly felt someone approaching. Then something was placed on her body, and a sour, foul smell hit her head.

Because Mu Jiuxiu was very careful not to touch the other party in the slightest, he was not injured again. Looking at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly, he took a step back and couldn't bear to look away.

The Weaver Girl truly lives up to her title of fairy; she's absolutely gorgeous!

In the past, when I saw those celebrities and internet influencers, they all hyped themselves up, claiming to be celestial beings, otherworldly, or wealthy beauties. But their artificial looks were nowhere near as good as those of real fairies.

This is because, in the ancient setting, the Weaver Girl was asked to descend to earth later, which just happened to coincide with the development of modern entertainment. She became famous all over the world just because of her face!

"Tsk tsk!" Mu Jiuxiu clicked his tongue softly, feeling quite disappointed.

Such a stunningly beautiful woman, whose beauty could shame the moon and make the flowers blush, a fairy in the story who was supposed to be his wife and bear his children, is now someone he can only admire but cannot even touch.

It seems that without some strategy, this process could easily drag on for a very long time...

As he was thinking, the Weaver Girl, her brows furrowed by the smell of the dirty, tattered clothes, opened her eyes and looked at the clothes draped over her body with slight disgust. Then she looked up at the bare-chested Cowherd and blushed instantly, having never seen a man naked before.

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm not cold. You should still put on your clothes so you don't catch a cold." She frowned slightly as she handed over the dirty clothes, feigning a touch of gratitude on her icy face. "I appreciate your kindness."

Mu Jiuxiu was a little embarrassed as he took the clothes.

After all, it was a patched-up garment, so patched that you couldn't even tell what color it originally was. Plus, it was the middle of summer, and she had been running around and working hard, sweating profusely without taking a shower. Let alone putting it on a fairy, even the chubby girl who always spilled food crumbs while eating at the village entrance wouldn't be happy about it.

"I am indeed poor, but I am not a bad person." He put on his clothes and muttered to himself, "I was controlled by their magic. If I have upset the Weaver Girl, please understand and forgive me."

Mu Jiuxiu felt that the reason he had come up with was absolutely perfect!

Who can blame him when the Cowherd is just an ordinary person?

It's easy for an ordinary mortal to be manipulated by a powerful mastermind. He wanted to use a multi-pronged approach, appealing to the other party's emotions to improve their opinion. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to at least take a chance and lay down the unpleasant truths beforehand, so that he could have an excuse for his beastly outburst later by mixing something into their food.

To distance herself from the situation, she believed that the Cowherd was just a pawn. Naturally, the Weaver Girl would hate and resent the old ox. After all, she didn't want to make a mistake, but she was powerless to do so. Gods can't interfere with the fate of mortals, and they have to be reasonable. Even if they were to hold someone accountable, they would have to find the culprit, the old ox, to settle the score!

“You’re a pitiful person too, being targeted and schemed against without any help.” The Weaver Girl decided to go along with what he said, first gaining the Cowherd’s trust and then sowing discord between the old ox so that she could take back her fairy clothes.

Perhaps we can also take this opportunity to find out why the old ox and his accomplices are so determined to elevate the cowherd to power.

Seeing that the other party believed his story, Mu Jiuxiu scratched his head and chuckled, "What do you want to eat? I'll go find some wild fruits and get some spring water to drink first, and then I'll go out and find the loom and cotton thread you want..."

The Weaver Girl's tone softened as she spoke gently, "I have lost my magic power now, and I don't know what those guys who instigated you are planning to do. My sisters have gone and never returned, and they haven't even been able to send back a single message."

Her eyes were slightly red, and tears were about to fall. "If you are truly a kind, honest, and reliable man, who can treat me sincerely and make me feel the warmth I can't feel in the cold heavenly palace... Time in the mortal world flies by in the blink of an eye, and a mortal's lifespan of several decades is just the blink of an eye for gods. It's not that I can't stay and share in the world's prosperity, it's just that I'm afraid..."

"Weaver Girl, you can go and ask around about my reputation as the Cowherd. I guarantee everyone in the village will sing his praises!" Mu Jiuxiu suddenly saw hope. The plot was finally starting to go according to the story he had written. He immediately patted his chest loudly, "Don't worry, following me will make you so happy you won't want to leave!"

The Weaver Girl looked at him with a complicated expression and sighed, "I still don't feel safe. I don't know if you're being controlled by magic right now. You're just a mortal after all. What's the point of being a good person or reliable? Being used as a pawn and being controlled at any time, I don't dare to trust you easily."

Besides, I have absolutely no idea what the guy who encouraged you is up to.

What if they try to frame you by harming the fairy, thus incurring divine punishment and bringing disaster upon the region? I don't believe someone with such methods and such extensive information would only do this to find a wife for your Cowherd to bear children.

She brushed her hair back with her hand and muttered softly, "You're not some incarnation of a star deity or any other star deity, how could such a good thing happen to you? A bunch of reckless fools went through all sorts of trouble to harm a celestial being, just to act as matchmakers for you? Even a fool knows there's something fishy going on!"

Mu Jiuxiu's eye twitched.

I thought the world in the mirror was dominated by the story I entered, in other words, Lao Tzu was the creator god!

It's just that I lacked experience writing a story for the first time. Otherwise, if I said there would be wind, there would be wind; if I said it would rain, it would rain. If I had known the mirror world would be so complicated, I would have made up a detailed and logical reason from the beginning, such as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl descending to earth and agreeing to three lifetimes of peach and apricot blossoms. There wouldn't have been so many convoluted and annoying twists and turns.

"Don't worry, I won't listen to them and let them ruin you." He waved his hand, painting a rather unappealing picture. "As long as we're devoted to each other, I, the Cowherd, will fight anyone who tries to ruin our relationship!"

The Weaver Girl pretended to be amused and covered her mouth with a light laugh, saying, "Alright, I'll figure out how to handle these things myself. How can a mortal like you possibly fight against them?"

"Hurry and find a loom and some cotton thread. I'll clean up the cave, and once we've woven the cloth, we can sell it and save us from eating wild fruits and drinking spring water. Although we have nothing now, this place will soon feel like a home."

"Hehe, great!" Mu Jiuxiu was overjoyed and ran out of the cave to report the latest progress to the old ox and urge him to ask for the loom and cotton thread.

The old ox was lying under a big tree, dozing off. Hearing him excitedly describe how the Weaver Girl spoke so softly and how he made her laugh, the ox had already developed a bit of a liking for him. It immediately opened its big eyes and looked over. "Such a quick change in attitude? She was ignoring you last night. Is she up to something?"

"What else could she possibly be up to?" Mu Jiuxiu immediately rolled his eyes. Could the story he wrote be wrong?

It was clearly the inevitable result of the combined effects of an irresistible destiny and the protagonist's dazzling halo!

Regardless, the Weaver Girl lived with the Cowherd, had children, and lived a prosperous life. The Cowherd didn't have to do anything; he could enjoy a life of luxury, wait to become a father, and eventually ascend to heaven to join the ranks of the immortals.

Moreover, judging from her appearance, the Weaver Girl is not a delicate little fairy; she has excellent physical health and might even be able to have two pregnancies in three years without any problems...

The more he thought about it, the happier he felt. He patted his chest and said proudly, "It must have been because it was so dark last night that the Weaver Girl couldn't see my handsome face clearly at all."

And so, this morning, upon closer inspection, I discovered he was a handsome, dashing, and robust man. I immediately fell asleep and succumbed to temptation!

She already said that a mortal's lifespan of several decades is but a fleeting moment for a deity. Having a rare opportunity to seduce a handsome man and taste forbidden fruit is no loss for a fairy. She's not stupid, so why wouldn't she be with me?

Old scalper: (￣ェ￣;)

That's it?

Did I kick the Weaver Girl in the head with my ox hoof? Do you think she would give in so quickly?

That girl might be up to no good!

The Cowherd is so foolish that he thinks he has charmed the celestial maiden. However, we can't dampen his enthusiasm right now. Even if the Weaver Girl says she won't let the Cowherd touch her, she can't tie him to her. If she does let the Cowherd touch her, he'll get pregnant, and that will be the goal. Who cares what tricks she plays?

"Then keep up the good work and make her have a few children so you can completely keep her heart." The old ox raised his chin and gestured towards the grass not far away. "Here, I've prepared the loom and cotton thread for you. You can give them to the Weaver Girl later."

It lowered its head and sighed softly, "Cowherd, you know me well, we've depended on each other for over ten years."

Although I have my reasons, I truly care about you. Otherwise, I wouldn't risk divine retribution to find you a celestial beauty as your wife.

From my perspective, I have no ulterior motives towards you. Don't worry about how I handle the aftermath; as long as you can keep her by your side, live a peaceful life, have children, and enjoy happiness, I'll be content to see you settle down, build a career, and not be lonely in my lifetime. Even when I die, I'll be at peace.

His words were so moving that Mu Jiuxiu almost believed them.

“Brother Niu, we have a really deep bond, I believe in you!” He patted the ox’s horns to comfort him, “Don’t worry, once I’ve won the Weaver Girl over and we’re living a good life together, I will definitely not treat you badly. I’ll take the things to her later, but I need to find some wild fruit to fill my stomach first, and I also need to get you some water to drink.”

As soon as Mu Jiuxiu turned around, he grinned so wide his mouth almost reached his ears, thinking to himself, "I don't believe you, you wicked old man!"

The Weaver Girl's worries were justified. Who knows what kind of wicked scheme you're plotting against even a celestial being?

If you don't take precautions in advance, you might get sold out and still have to count the money for them.

Fortunately, the world in the mirror has its own story, and no matter how convoluted it is, it can eventually achieve its goal. Even though Mu Jiuxiu knew that the old ox would definitely die at his hands, he wasn't too worried.

"Moo~" Watching his departing figure, the old ox let out a soft moo, feeling quite gratified.

As expected, he's still the same old gigolo, completely obedient to him without a shred of doubt.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction. The Cowherd was obedient and determined to win the fairy's heart and make her his wife. As for the Weaver Girl, no matter what she did or even if she humbled herself and tried to win the Cowherd's help, it was all in vain. He was just a tool. As long as she could get the fairy pregnant with a mortal child and break the heavenly rules, she didn't care if he was a cowherd or a sheep, as long as he was a coward.

The more slovenly, incompetent, and lazy a person is, the better. It would be most satisfying to let such a mortal ruin the Queen Mother's favorite seventh princess.

A fairy, high above and untouched by worldly concerns, deserving of the most beautiful words in the world, and a poor, lazy man, despised by all in the mortal realm—how damn exciting would their forced marriage be!

Chapter Eight is you—Taurus Star Lord!

"Damn it, even as a transmigrated protagonist, I still have to find wild fruits to eat!" Mu Jiuxiu complained as he followed the cowherd's memories toward the mountain valley. Fortunately, it was summer and many wild plants in the mountains had borne fruit, which could barely satisfy his hunger.

He was so regretful he almost slapped his thigh until it bled. He really didn't understand what he was thinking. He should have at least given the male escort a persona of having a house and surplus food, so that at least his food and sleep would be guaranteed.

Next time you make up a story, you have to be born into a good family!

At the very least, one should be a rich second-generation heir who has no worries about food and clothing and is always protected by others, but one cannot suffer like this again...

After picking some wild sweet potatoes and wild strawberries, Mu Jiuxiu washed his face by the mountain spring and then looked around for something to hold water. "Damn it! How has the cowherd survived all these years? He can't possibly be bringing back water bit by bit from tree leaves, can he? Even a bamboo tube or something as a water bottle would be better than having absolutely nothing!"

Despite the complaints, that's just how the character is. Besides an old ox, all he has is a set of clothes and nothing else. He can let the old ox come and drink water by itself later. Since it has already confessed to him, he can let it go on its own.

But no matter what, we must bring back some water for the Weaver Girl to drink. The emotional appeal we made this morning went very smoothly, so we should keep up the good work.

All he could see were tall, narrow trees with dense, sprawling foliage. Where could he find something to hold water? In the cowherd's memory, he was a simple bachelor who only had one person to feed and no one to worry about. He had never had to worry about carrying water.

Holding several long, lush tree branches, I had to be careful not to let the ripe wild fruits fall from them, and then carefully fetch some water to get back home.

"Forget it, if she's thirsty, we'll just bring her to the river to drink!" After thinking it over and over, Mu Jiuxiu couldn't come up with a good idea, so he slapped his thigh and made a decision.

We can't afford to waste too much time; we need to quickly get the loom and cotton thread to appease the Weaver Girl!

Jiang Chen observed carefully in the dark, and only when he saw that the man was about to give up did he pretend to walk hurriedly out of the woods. When he reached the riverbank and saw someone, he gave a curt bow, and then took off the huge gourd tied to his shoulder and began to fill it with water.

The gourds he selected were all over half a meter long, big and beautiful, and could hold a lot of water.

“Young man, you look unfamiliar. Do you live in these mountains?” Mu Jiuxiu’s eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, nodded without saying a word, and continued to pour water into the gourd.

“I’ve been herding cattle in the mountains for many years and I know this area very well. I’ve never seen anyone else in the mountains before. Since you’ve come here to fetch water, you must live not far away. I just settled down in that valley yesterday, so we’ll be neighbors from now on. My name is Niulang. What’s your name, little brother?” He spoke with a friendly smile, and his seemingly honest face was very deceptive.

"My name is Jiang Chen, and I haven't been living in Taoyuan Mountain for very long," Jiang Chen replied vaguely, then casually pointed behind him and laughed, "The mountains are a quiet place, a good place for self-cultivation. I suppose Brother Niulang is also looking for a quiet and otherworldly place."