"Because you've lived so long, yet you still haven't seen through people's hearts."

A childish voice suddenly entered Pu Lai's mind, instantly clearing his head.

He was unaware that the pine needle marks on his forehead had almost turned red.

Pu Lai looked down, and even though they were thousands of meters apart, he seemed to be able to see his eyes clearly.

The ring held Qiao Qiu's hand as she looked up at the sky. Her delicate, porcelain-like face was incredibly cute, and a slight smile played at the corners of her lips.

Qiao Qiu didn't notice the ring; her eyes followed Ji Rufeng.

She wouldn't be worried if it were any other time, but with so many people around, she was afraid that some might take advantage of the situation.

Suddenly, a figure took advantage of Ji Rufeng's sword dodging and flew behind him, pointing a gun at Qiao Qiu and sweeping it across.

The ring was startled, and with a flick of its wrist, it used seven-tenths of its strength to cleave the spear's energy in two.

This level of attack is definitely not something an ordinary deity should possess; it is imbued with the power of the Heavenly Dao. No matter how powerful the master is, he could not possibly withstand it.

A glowing, invisible white sword sprouted from the ring's hand, and it smiled, saying, "What? You've finally decided to show yourself?"

Qiao Qiu looked up at the person and asked, "I don't want to ask anything else, where is my grandfather?"

The man laughed sarcastically, "That old bastard was killed by me a long time ago."

"You!" Qiao Qiu conjured a long sword and was about to rush up and fight him to the death.

The ring quickly stopped her, "Master, you can't, you can't beat him."

"It killed my grandfather!" Tears welled up in Qiao Qiu's eyes. Her grandfather had always been very good to her, but one day he suddenly disappeared. She didn't know what had happened and kept asking her parents, but they avoided answering her questions.

After entering the forbidden area and being sucked into this strange thing, she gradually realized that her grandfather might be inside as well.

The question she just asked was all her guess, but the curse directly confirmed her guess.

How could she possibly still stand?

“Master, if you really want revenge, listen to me! He’s just an avatar, you can’t beat him!” the ring said.

It's just a clone...

Qiao Qiu stopped, the red sword in her hand disappeared, and tears streamed down her face.

Yes, she can't even defeat a clone. What was the point of all that learning over the years?!

The ring, seeing the red light flashing on her forehead, was shocked. Oh no! This was a sign of demonic possession. If it were completely possessed, and its actions reversed, her power would devour it!

“Master, you are not alone. Didn’t you travel through so many lifetimes to illuminate the diamonds on my body? In other words, if you can’t defeat them, you have me! I am your magic weapon, the proof that you can overcome the curse!”

"Hmph, you still want to save her? Is such a little human who can be easily corrupted by demons really worth all your troubles?" the curse sneered.

"Have you forgotten me?" Ji Rufeng's voice rang out behind him, and with a soft thud, the person possessed by the curse was pierced through the body by a sword.

He cursed under his breath and fled, wounded.

Ji Rufeng's follow-up sword strike caused it to unleash its full potential and dodge.

Ji Rufeng shook his head and looked at the ants in the sky.

Having experienced that sword strike, what else could those immortals not understand? They were no match for him at all; that callow youth was right!

Immediately, the gods in the sky fled as if they were running away, and not one of them dared to stay.

No, there is one.

Putai.

He stood in mid-air and his gaze met Ji Rufeng's.

"Will you fight, or will you retreat?"

Pu Lai turned his gaze away and looked at the small figure below.

This was the second time he had received advice from him in a short period of time.

He was such a small person, yet his cultivation was so profound.

"I'll be leaving, and I won't be back. Thank you, young man. Goodbye."

After speaking, Pu Lai turned and disappeared.

Ji Rufeng raised an eyebrow slightly. It seemed this guy was interested in the ring. Tsk, he misunderstood.

Just then, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked down, and saw that Qiao Qiu was still kneeling on the ground.

Ji Rufeng quickly sheathed his sword and instantly appeared in front of Qiao Qiu.

Before I saw her face, I saw her wet knees, the ground, and tears falling one by one.

This was the first time Ji Rufeng had seen her cry so sadly, which reminded him of the time when he first appeared in front of her as a woman in his previous life, and how heartbroken she was.

But the heartache I felt then was nothing compared to the heartache I feel now.

"Qiuqiu".

Qiao Qiu did not answer or make any movement; her mind was filled with memories of her time with her grandfather.

Those memories that had become blurred are now appearing clearly before her eyes again.

She hated him, but she couldn't kill her enemy with her own hands.

Ji Rufeng pulled her closer to his arms, patted her back, and didn't say anything.

The ring had just been with her, and after saying that first sentence, she hadn't said anything else, because at this point, anything she said would be meaningless.

After a while, the red glow on Qiao Qiu's forehead began to subside.

Her mood gradually calmed down; this was the result of her countless lifetimes and countless emotional sacrifices.

The more injuries you get, the faster you recover.

Qiao Qiu sat on the ground, looked up at the sky, and closed her eyes.

Her head was throbbing, it felt like it was going to explode, and there were many things she couldn't understand.

Ji Rufeng raised his hand and pressed her pressure point to induce sleep.

Seeing her head tilt to the side and fall into a deep sleep, he sighed softly.

The ring glanced at him. "Ji Rufeng, you've thought about it for so long, have you made up your mind yet?"

"Let's spend as much time together as we can while we still can." Ji Rufeng was captivated by her beauty, but he saw through her skin to her soul.

Qiuqiu has always been a lovely little girl.

“We have broken the curse, and this is the perfect opportunity to fit in.”

Upon hearing his words, Ji Rufeng paused in the hand that was gently stroking Qiao Qiu's hair, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.

Ring knelt on one knee beside Qiao Qiu and sighed, "We are all doing this for her. Even if we are reluctant, if we keep delaying the separation, that day will eventually come."

"If that day ever comes, then let her forget everything, including us." Ji Rufeng's hands trembled as he said this.

Looking at his trembling fingers, the ring sighed softly, its own heart aching with a dull pain.

"This is the only way we can do it. We hope that after our owner forgets about us, she can live a good life. When she grows up, she will have a loving husband and a... handsome son."

The ring loves her, but not like Ji Rufeng; rather, it's a bit like a mother's dependence on her.

"Let's begin," Ji Rufeng said.

“Okay.” The ring looked up at him and raised its hand as well.