Wanling Peak is located on the north side of the Divine Realm, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, and its spiritual energy is exceptionally rich.

As Lingyao stepped onto the last step, a palace called the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion came into view.

There was a woman with her back to him in front of the hall. She seemed to be holding something in her hands. She made a stroking motion, and a fluffy tail came out from her sleeve and swayed very lightly.

The woman chuckled softly, her voice as melodious and charming as a nightingale's song.

A ruthless glint flashed in Lingyao's eyes. He lifted his foot and walked towards the woman's direction, his steps leisurely, but his aura became sharper with each passing moment.

Lingyao stared intently at the woman's back, as if he could hear the words Long Cheng had spoken to him two quarters of an hour earlier.

“Ming-ge just told me to go to Wanling Peak to find Amber, but she doesn’t want to come back with me. If Ming-ge comes back, please tell him for me that he will probably have to go there in person.”

"Amber? Is she close to Yin Ming?" Lingyao remembered asking that question at the time.

"Of course, Ming-ge really likes her. When he first came to the Divine Realm, Ming-ge was depressed all the time, but he only became happy after he saw Amber."

Long Cheng's matter-of-fact expression was like a sharp sword, piercing Ling Yao's heart.

So, while he was struggling and wallowing in pain, desperately searching for Yin Ming's figure, was he actually here having fun with this girl named Amber?

That's... ridiculous.

The girl noticed someone approaching from behind. She quickly suppressed her smile, turned around, and nodded faintly to Lingyao.

Before she could ask, Lingyao spoke first, "How long have you known Yin Ming?"

The girl noticed his gaze lingering on the fluffy monster cub in her hand. After a moment's thought, a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

So this little monster cub is named Yin Ming?

"I haven't known it for very long, but I guess we're destined to be together. It's very attached to me and quite lovable."

Lingyao snorted coldly, "Fate? You don't deserve it!"

He originally thought that Yin Ming was a soft-hearted person, and that as long as he stayed by his side and pretended to be pitiful to gain his sympathy, he would eventually wear him down until he was willing to accept him.

But this woman is so reckless as to stand between him and Yin Ming, so he shouldn't blame him for being ruthless!

After conquering the other sects of the Demon Clan, Lingyao came to understand some truths.

Some things can only be yours if you fight for them.

Such was the case with power and status, and so was Yin Ming.

It was because he didn't compete that Yin Ming frequently turned his attention to these unimportant people.

Now, he wants Yin Ming to belong to him completely!

Those who stand in his way...

They all deserve to die!

Lingyao suddenly lunged forward, grabbed the girl by the neck, and lifted her into the air.

He slightly raised his chin, revealing his perfectly sculpted jawline, but his eyes remained devoid of any warmth.

Even if the girl had been on guard, she wouldn't have been able to withstand Ling Yao's ninth-level cultivation.

The girl loosened her grip, and the monster cub fell to the ground.

The little monster's round, dark eyes reflected the cruel scene before it. As if sensing danger, its fluffy body quickly darted into the nearby bushes.

The girl's face flushed crimson. Hanging in the air, she had nowhere to put her weight, and could only raise her hand to slap Ling Yao's tightening fingers, trying to get him to let her go...

***

Yin Ming flew swiftly towards the location of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion. Although Ling Yao's behavior these past two days seemed as docile and obedient as ever, Yin Ming could still see traces of the cunning male protagonist in the book in various details.

I'm afraid he changed into his current form because he likes Yin Ming and wants to get closer to Yin Ming. In reality, he is still that black lotus flower.

Long Cheng spoke so ambiguously, who knows what he misunderstood, thinking that Amber was one of Yin Ming's lovers, and rushed to kill her!

It's no wonder Yin Ming thought so much; it's just that the male lead in the later episodes was like that.

Anything he desires, whether it be a stumbling block or an obstacle, will become his dead!

Long Cheng is really something! Doesn't he know that only saying half of what you mean can kill him?!

Yin Ming certainly hoped his guess was wrong, and that Ling Yao was still the innocent, naive Ling Yao. But he couldn't afford the consequences of taking a chance!

He could only pray that Lingyao had seen the amber, or that the guards of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion had not been misunderstood by him!

***

As they approached the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes beside them, and then a fluffy little head peeked out.

Yin Ming's heart skipped a beat when he saw the little monster cub. He bent down and picked it up. "You, why won't you go back with Long Cheng? Do you know you've caused a huge disaster?"

The orange-white fox in his arms blinked its big, bright black eyes, seemingly not quite understanding what Yin Ming meant.

Yin Ming sighed. Why was he talking to this little creature that hadn't yet developed any intelligence? It wouldn't understand anyway.

The fact that the amber is here means that Lingyao did not recognize it.

Yin Ming was really worried about the guarding disciple, so he activated his lightness skill and quickly rushed towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion.

"Ah Yao, stop! You've misunderstood!"

Seeing Lingyao pinching the guard disciple until his face turned purple in front of the hall, Yin Ming felt his heart skip a beat.

Please don't strangle them to death! Otherwise, you'll commit a terrible sin!

"Misunderstand?"

Lingyao seemed surprised by Yin Ming's sudden appearance, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Realizing it was too late to back down, and that he had completely exposed his true nature in front of Yin Ming, Ling Yao instead smiled faintly and said in a cold tone:

"What misunderstanding? Are you trying to lie to me again so I'll let her go? What, seeing her like this, you feel sorry for her?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Ming knew that his worst-case scenario had come true. He quickly held up the little fox in his hand:

"You've really misunderstood. This is Amber. Don't you remember it? It's the fox cub you rescued in the Forbidden Forest!"

Yin Ming spoke quickly and urgently, afraid that Ling Yao wouldn't believe him. He raised his hand and swiftly wiped it across the little fox's forehead, and the white mark that had been hidden by magic immediately appeared.

Lingyao stared at the mark drawn with simple lines, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

As he discovered that the mark gradually overlapped with a fragmented image flashing through his mind, he finally hesitated and slowly loosened his grip.

Without his restraint, the girl collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

Seeing that the girl was still alive, Yin Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, a tragedy was averted.

Worried that Lingyao would overthink and get stuck in a rut again, Yin Ming stepped forward and spoke in as gentle a tone as possible:

“I didn’t kill Amber at the time, I just knocked it unconscious. Later, I asked Senior Firefly to help me save it, and it was able to regain its vitality. After we met again, I never had a chance to mention it, which was my fault.”

The little fox was already weak, and after being choked unconscious and falling into the snow, its breath became even weaker.

Lingyao was blinded by Yin Ming's words and naturally didn't pay much attention to the little fox's condition.

"You haven't seen it in a long time, have you? Would you like to pet it?" Yin Ming gently approached Ling Yao, holding the little fox in his hands, and coaxed her.

Lingyao's face first showed disbelief, then his cold expression melted away like ice and snow, turning into a warm smile, "It's not dead?"

Yin Ming immediately nodded in response, "You said you would raise it with me, so how could I really kill it?"

Hearing that Yin Ming still remembered what he had said, Ling Yao's eyes instantly reddened.

He nodded, his smile deepening, and reached out his long, slender hand to touch the fluffy little fox.

Although the little fox stared timidly at Lingyao's hand, it did not flinch.

Just as Lingyao was about to stroke the little fox's head, Yin Ming felt a tremendous force suddenly pull him away, and his body flew uncontrollably backward into the sky behind him.

As Lingyao receded further and further into the distance, Yin Ming saw his hand swiftly grasp at the air, only to fall into empty air.

"Senior Liuying?" Yin Ming asked with some surprise when he saw who was behind him.

Liu Ying glanced at him indifferently, then looked down at Ling Yao on the ground and said coldly, "If you want to save him, come to the Forbidden Forest in three days and fight me."

Lingyao's eyes flashed with a cold light. Just as he was about to fly over and snatch Yin Ming back, a light array suddenly appeared under Liuying's feet.

The next second, Liu Ying, Yin Ming, and the little fox all disappeared into the light array.