Chapter 185 The Final Chapter (7) The Grand Finale

Yunji: "..."

The fingers of Immortal Lord Yunji, gripping the jade slip, turned slightly white from the force.

As he listened to Xie Linyuan rambling on with a straight face, he felt the string of "reason" in his mind cracking under the strain.

Finally, just as Xie Linyuan was about to steer the conversation back to the core argument that "Zhao Zhao's heart is full of me" for the third time and was preparing to launch a new round of mental attacks on "you are jealous of me," Yun Ji suddenly slammed the last jade slip she had finished reviewing shut.

He raised his head, his face displaying an unprecedented numbness and coldness, almost as if he had seen through the illusions of the world.

"Your Excellency."

Yun Ji's voice was calm and undisturbed, "Are you finished?"

Xie Linyuan was slightly taken aback by his sudden interruption. Then, as if he understood something, his eyes revealed a more irritatingly tolerant look that said, "I understand, I understand everything."

"Yunji, I know you are suffering. If you are truly in pain, there is no need to force a smile..."

"I'll fuck your father's brother."

With a blank expression, Immortal Lord Yunji spoke clearly in a calm tone, as if reporting official business.

"..." Xie Linyuan blinked, seemingly not quite understanding.

Yun Ji, however, was too lazy to waste any more words with him. He simply stood up, his immortal power surging around him, and without a word, rolled up all the processed jade slips on the table, and then—

Before Xie Linyuan could react, he grabbed his master's wrist and tore through the space in front of him with his other hand!

"Official business has been completed. Your Excellency, please descend to the mortal realm immediately."

Yun Ji's voice remained flat, but her movements carried an undeniable resolve, as if she were clearing away some large, unrecyclable piece of trash. "Shen Zhaozhao must have been waiting for a long time. If she arrives late, she might... blame you."

As he spoke, he almost pushed and shoved Xie Linyuan into the spatial rift.

"As for the Heavenly Dao, I will keep a close watch on it for twelve hours straight. If it makes any unusual moves, I will immediately burn my immortal energy to send you a message, ensuring that you can return immediately to overturn its table and that your business will not be delayed!"

Seeing that Xie Linyuan had half his body stuffed into the crack, but seemed to still intend to show off Shen Zhaozhao's wish slip to him, Yun Ji seemed to finally lose his temper. He knew that if he didn't get what Xie Linyuan wanted, he would probably keep nagging!

Thinking of this, for the sake of her own peace, Yunji seemed to have completely abandoned her self-respect and started talking nonsense in a fit of despair!

"Yes! Your subordinate admits it! Your subordinate is jealous! Jealous that Your Majesty has someone who cares for you and thinks about you! Jealous that you can be with Shen Zhaozhao!"

"Your subordinate has a dark heart! Your subordinate cannot bear to see lovers finally get together! That's why your subordinate deliberately delayed you from handling official business! Just to prevent you two from smoothly celebrating that damned Flower Festival! Your subordinate deserves to die! Your subordinate is utterly wicked!"

He practically roared it out, yet his face remained as cold and indifferent as still water.

"Now I know I was wrong! I beg you! Get out... no, Your Majesty, please go back! I'm begging you! If you don't go soon, Shen Zhaozhao will be anxious! She must miss you terribly! Please get out... please go back to your residence!"

With a final, almost broken sound, Yun Ji used all her strength to push Xie Linyuan completely into the spatial rift!

The crack closed instantly.

Silence returned to the Qingxu Hall.

Only Immortal Lord Yunji remained, standing in place, his chest rising and falling slightly, his face still bearing that unchanging icy expression, only the slight twitching of his lips betraying the turmoil in his heart.

He raised his hand and expressionlessly straightened the cuffs of his perfectly neat robe.

The world is finally peaceful!

...

One day in heaven is equivalent to several days on earth.

While Xie Linyuan was filled with excitement as he faced the wish slip in the Nine Heavens Palace, and was "respectfully escorted" down to the mortal realm by Yunji, the land of Lingzhou, within the Shuai Jue Ren Qing Sect, was a scene of "thriving"...unscrupulous merchants.

Shen Zhaozhao, Xiao Jingrui, and Wan Qianqiu were huddled together around a stone table near the sect's martial arts arena, heads close together, plotting the upcoming sect competition.

"This grand sect competition has brought together disciples from all sects, making it the perfect time for us to realize our grand ambitions!"

Xiao Jingrui rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming like a weasel eyeing a fat chicken. "With accommodations scarce and people restless, this is the perfect opportunity for us to take advantage of the situation... uh, it's the perfect time to help those in need!"

Wan Qianqiu raised his eyelids slightly upon hearing this, still maintaining his otherworldly demeanor: "Alright, Rui Rui! My newly refined 'Gold-Eating Mantis' legion is already itching for action!"

"Let me tell you! My new Gu worm is immune to ordinary dispelling spells, has a keen sense of smell, and especially loves to gnaw on fabrics and bedding imbued with spiritual energy. And its reproduction rate is... hehehe..."

Shen Zhaozhao rubbed her hands together as she listened, and without any hesitation, she betrayed Pei Lang, whom she hadn't seen in a long time: "At that time, I'll use the excuse of catching up with Pei Lang to bring Senior Brother's Gu worms to the Chixiao Sect's dormitory..."

"At that time, Second Brother, your 'Special Insect Repellent Powder' can directly hit the nail on the head. As for the price... it's not unreasonable to charge thirty to fifty times more than the market price, is it?"

"Not at all! Not at all!"

Xiao Jingrui immediately chimed in, his voice righteous and stern, "We've solved their immediate problem! We've ensured they get a good night's sleep! It's only fair that we get a little compensation for our hard work!"

The three of them thought about it more and more, and when they looked at each other, they all saw in each other's eyes a tacit understanding of being in cahoots... no, it was a tacit understanding of being like-minded.

Not far away, Murong Xiao was squatting intently next to Qin Zhenzhen, staring longingly at the strand of silk in her hand that shimmered with a strange metallic luster.

“Sister Zhenzhen,” Murong Xiao’s voice carried an unusually obedient tone, “Is this Immortal Binding Rope made of ‘Mysterious Ice Black Gold Silk’ truly immune to the Samadhi True Fire?”

Qin Zhenzhen didn't even look up, focusing intently on controlling the spiritual fire dancing at her fingertips. Her voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable professionalism: "Heh, Xuanbing Wujin is extremely cold, which can suppress flames. I also mixed in some sunken iron from the bottom of the Ten Thousand Year Cold Pool. Theoretically... as long as it's not the legendary Nine Heavens Profound Fire, it shouldn't be able to burn through."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xiao's eyes lit up instantly, and he muttered under his breath, "That's good, that's good... Let's see how my brother will burn this time..."

He could almost picture his brother being bound tightly by the upgraded Immortal Binding Rope, a wonderful scene that left him helpless. He couldn't help but smile, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth, and his whole being exuded an excited and eager energy.

Qin Zhenzhen glanced at him helplessly, shook her head, and continued with her work.

The warm sunlight shone down on the sect, and a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of spiritual plants.

Unscrupulous businessmen are planning grand schemes, while tech geeks are engrossed in research and development; everything exudes a chaotic yet vibrant tranquility.

However, this tranquility was abruptly shattered the next moment—

There was a muffled thud!

It was as if some heavy object had fallen from an extremely high place and crashed heavily onto the plaza of the main hall.

Everyone stared in astonishment.

Amidst the billowing dust, a tall figure lay on his back, looking rather disheveled.

A wide-sleeved immortal robe with moon-white cloud patterns spread out, and her dark hair was somewhat messy, covering part of her face. Even so, it was hard to hide the aloof and noble air about her that was so out of place in this mundane sect.

Who else could it be but Xie Linyuan?

His entrance, however, didn't seem like the arrival of a celestial being at all; it was more like he'd been casually thrown down from the sky...

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards—

"Pah! What bad luck!"

Xiao Jingrui reacted the fastest. He spat under his breath, and without saying a word, he put away the "Insect Repellent Marketing Plan" he had just drawn on the table, and slipped away faster than the wind.

Wan Qianqiu went even further, his figure flickering as he disappeared into the shadows beside him like a ghost, instantly concealing all his "cute" aura.

Murong Xiao let out a howl, disregarding his upgraded Immortal Binding Rope, grabbed Qin Zhenzhen who hadn't fully reacted yet, and ran away as fast as he could, shouting back, "Sister Zhenzhen, let's go!"

In the blink of an eye, the once bustling square was now empty except for Shen Zhaozhao, who looked at the "troublemaker" who was slowly sitting up from the ground with a rather speechless expression.

Xie Linyuan seemed a little dazed from the fall. He sat up and casually brushed away the grass clippings on his sleeve. His movements were still elegant, but his peach blossom eyes, which he looked up at Shen Zhaozhao, instantly filled with a layer of just the right amount of water, a mixture of grievance and dependence.

“Zhaozhao…”

He spoke, his voice clear and melodious like the sound of jade striking the ground, yet with a slightly hoarse ending, as if he were a pitiful child who had been bullied and had finally found his parents to complain to.

Shen Zhaozhao's temple throbbed, she pressed her brow, stood up with a terrible headache, walked over, reached out and lifted the large peacock off the ground, glaring at him irritably: "Don't have another episode."

Xie Linyuan leaned closer to her, almost resting most of his weight on her, his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and began to speak in a cool and steady tone, using tea-like words that were completely opposite to his temperament.

“Yunji… perhaps he had unresolved grievances in his heart, so he found more than seven thousand volumes of old matters and piled them up like a mountain, deliberately to hold me back and prevent me from coming to find you sooner.”

He tilted his head slightly, gently resting his chin on Shen Zhaozhao's shoulder. His warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and his voice became lower and softer, carrying a hint of barely perceptible accusation: "My wrists are a little sore from reviewing those jade slips... Zhaozhao, don't you really want to take care of me?"

Shen Zhaozhao: "..."

She was so overwhelmed by the strong, potent aroma of green tea that she almost choked on her breath.

Especially considering this guy has such an exceptionally handsome, otherworldly face, yet he speaks the most shameless things in the most serious tone, this extreme contrast is simply irresistible.

"Xie Linyuan!"

Shen Zhaozhao gritted her teeth, feeling her rationality being ground down by this peacock's outrageous antics. Her ears turned uncontrollably red, and she almost growled fiercely, "Be normal! If you go crazy again, I'll bite you to death!"

These words were originally a threat made in a fit of anger and embarrassment.

However, Xie Linyuan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Immediately, the hint of grievance in his eyes was replaced by a surprisingly bright light, carrying a certain secret expectation.

He blinked, and then, to Shen Zhaozhao's astonishment, he actually turned his head slightly, stretched out his slender, jade-like fingers, and gently pulled open his meticulously tailored collar, revealing a section of his smooth-lined, pale neck.

He even tilted his head slightly, displaying that fatal vulnerability to Shen Zhaozhao with crystal clarity.

A faint blush crept onto the man's cool face. His long eyelashes lowered, concealing the deep tenderness hidden in his eyes. He spoke softly in a tone that was a mixture of shyness and indulgence, "Then...then...be gentle..."

Shen Zhaozhao: "???"

no? !

What the hell is that?!

Who's really going to bite you?!

Where did you learn this spineless, groveling attitude of offering your neck up for picking?!

Damn it!!!

At the spring banquet, we drink a cup of green wine, sing a song, and then bow and make three wishes.

My wish is for my beloved to live a thousand years;

My second wish is that I remain healthy.

My third wish is to be like the swallows on the beam, meeting each other year after year.

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