Chapter 96 Chapter 96 Sweet Chapter
Seeing these people, Pei Zichen glanced at them indifferently and flew away on his sword.
Seeing this, the woman in red jumped up in panic. Everyone immediately surrounded Pei Zichen. Pei Zichen raised his eyelids and asked, "Blocking the way?"
"My Lord."
The woman in red looked him over and asked tentatively, "Aren't you planning on going to the Nine Netherworld?"
"I don't know you, and I won't go to the Nine Netherworld. I've mistaken you for me."
Pei Zichen twisted a white paper figure in his hand and spoke again: "Get out of the way."
"My Lord, you are practicing the Nine Netherworld Techniques. The True Immortal Realm will not tolerate you!"
The woman in red frowned upon hearing this and advised, "You are now in possession of a divine weapon. The Emperor once said that anyone who obtains the five divine weapons can become the Demon Lord of the Nine Netherworld. Now the Nine Netherworld is within your grasp..."
"I won't go to the Nine Netherworld Realm, and Li Xiuji has nothing to do with me."
Pei Zichen spoke calmly, saying, "But if you dare to set your sights on Penglai, the Sword of the God-Slaying Sword will chop off your heads."
After saying that, Pei Zichen swung the white paper, and golden flames ignited on the white paper, transforming into hundreds of Yin Paper Immortals with flames on their bodies and blades in their hands, and pounced towards the crowd!
This flame originated from the scorching sun fire of the Sword of God-Slaying, which was a deadly nemesis to these evil creatures. Seeing these Yin Paper Immortals rushing towards them, everyone was frightened and quickly retreated.
The woman in red was at the front and welcomed the most Yin Zhixian. She turned her umbrella and the ribs flew quickly, cutting off all the Yin Zhixian. When she turned around, she saw Pei Zichen had turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
The woman in red showed a look of shock, then said angrily: "You will come back!"
She gritted her teeth and said, "Nine Netherworld Realm is your final destination!"
Pei Zichen turned a deaf ear to her voice and hurried past.
Jiang Zhaoxue had already arrived at the Cangming Sea long before.
The Cangming Sea, as the junction of Zhongzhou and Jiuyou Realm, has always been a place under strict control.
Long before coming here, Jiang Zhaoxue had already prepared himself mentally, knowing that something must have happened here.
Although Jiang Zhaoyue has a sharp tongue, he is very sensible in his actions. Under normal circumstances, since she came back to deliver the message, Jiang Zhaoyue would definitely bring people to pick her up. However, he informed her to go to Cangming Sea, which shows that he must have encountered something and was trapped in Cangming Sea, and even needed her help.
Although Anan laughed at her for trying to avoid Pei Zichen, she would have rushed to Cangming Sea immediately even if Pei Zichen was not there.
She hurried on her way, and just as she reached the Cangming Sea, she saw the waves turn black. Anan was a little surprised: "Hey, why is the Cangming Sea black?"
"It's not dark anymore."
Jiang Zhaoxue stared at it for a moment, his expression solemn: "It's a resentful insect."
The resentful insect is a demon unique to the Nine Netherworld. It is about three feet long and looks like a corpse-eating insect. It feeds on resentment and prefers human flesh and blood. Although it does not have much ability, it grows very fast, laying hundreds of eggs at a time, which hatch once every quarter of an hour. It is impossible to kill it all and it cannot be destroyed.
Two hundred years ago, when the Nine Netherworld Realm invaded the world, it brought a large number of such monsters with it. There were too many of these monsters, and no matter whether it was sword cultivators or magic cultivators, the losses were huge.
The best way to kill is to use a fortune teller.
Make a bet with heaven and destroy a group of people.
High efficiency and low loss.
Now the area surrounding the Cangming Sea is full of resentful insects, some swimming in the water, some flying in the sky, all in a mess.
In addition to the resentful insects, Yin Zhixian and monsters running around, several high-level cultivators were fighting fiercely with the sword cultivators of the Immortal Alliance in the sky. The magic cultivators of both sides were in the far distance of the battlefield, attacking and intercepting each other with their magic lights, and constantly fighting to support each other.
Jiang Zhaoyue was standing at the highest point. He noticed her approach and whispered, "Help."
Jiang Zhaoxue understood what he meant without him saying anything. She pouted in dissatisfaction, but still kept her distance and began to draw the formation.
But as soon as she drew the formation, she alarmed the cultivators in the Nine Netherworld Realm.
A cultivator with two buddies on his head was obviously extremely sensitive to spiritual power. He looked up and locked his gaze on Jiang Zhaoxue, and immediately shouted: "Master of Destiny!!"
Hearing this loud shout, the corpse-eating monks rushed towards Jiang Zhaoxue in overwhelming numbers. Jiang Zhaoxue secretly cried out that something was wrong and fled on a crane.
The True Immortal Realm cultivators also reacted immediately. The Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion disciple closest to Jiang Zhaoxue rushed forward first, quickly forming a human wall to protect Jiang Zhaoxue. The leading disciple came to Jiang Zhaoxue's side and exclaimed in surprise, "Master's Wife?!"
Jiang Zhaoxue raised his eyes to look at the person, and after studying him for a moment, he finally recognized him: "Zi Lu?"
This disciple and Pei Zichen are Shen Yuqing's right-hand men. In the past, Pei Zichen was in charge of official affairs, and Zilu was in charge of Shen Yuqing's personal affairs. In comparison, Zilu dealt with her more.
Zi Lu was overjoyed to hear Jiang Zhaoxue recognized him. He slashed down the approaching Nine Netherworld cultivator with his sword, then stood in front of Jiang Zhaoxue and said seriously, "Master, Master is not here right now. There are too many resentful insects. I and the other disciples will protect you. You start the formation first."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say much, just nodded slightly, and while drawing the formation, he replied nonchalantly: "Guard it well."
There are too many resentful insects here, so she needs to draw a large formation.
Zi Lu also understood what she meant. He turned his back to her and desperately killed the monks who rushed in. He said seriously: "Master, don't worry. Master is not here. I will protect you for you."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue's hands trembled. He had a vague feeling of déjà vu, but also felt that something was wrong.
Zi Lu noticed that Jiang Zhaoxue's spiritual power was blocked, and turned back in surprise: "Master's wife?"
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue reacted, pretended to be calm, and praised: "You are thoughtful."
Jiang Zhaoxue reminded him, "I'm entrusting my life to you. If I neglect you, you'll be chopped off several times."
Zi Lu naturally understood that a fortune teller's life was precious on the battlefield.
He didn't say much, just responded and then fought the enemy with all his strength.
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As soon as she moved, the double-antennared monk immediately recognized her and opened his eyes wide, "It's an Eighth Realm Life Master!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. The Nine Netherworld Realm reacted extremely quickly. In an instant, all the resentful insects and monsters rushed towards Jiang Zhaoxue, densely packed and overwhelming.
Zi Lu shouted, "Form a formation! Protect Master's Wife!"
Jiang Zhaoxue's ears were irritated by the name "Master's Wife", but she couldn't dwell on it at this moment. She just quickly drew the formation. The faster she moved, the more powerful the attacks from the side became. She was practically a target on the battlefield. Zi Lu was always by her side to protect her. Seeing that the formation was about to be completed, Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes lit up and she shouted, "The laws of nature are unpredictable. Your luck depends on fate—"
As he was speaking, someone suddenly shouted: "Master's Wife!!!"
Jiang Zhaoxue had a feeling that something was wrong. She looked up and saw a black-robed monk suddenly break through the space behind her and slash at her with a sword!
He was obviously a professional killer, and his movements were extremely fast. Zi Lu rushed forward frantically and pounced on Jiang Zhaoxue!
Just as Zi Lu was about to pounce on Jiang Zhaoxue, an arrow suddenly appeared! It flew past Zi Lu and Jiang Zhaoxue and pierced the assassin's chest!
As the arrow came, someone came like an arrow, grabbed Jiang Zhaoxue's elbow, and pulled her back heavily. At the same time, the young man moved forward, pressed his cervical vertebra with his other hand, and drew his sword!
The sword carried scorching flames and surging divine fire. As the young man swung it, it flew away. He raised his hand to protect Jiang Zhaoxue behind him, and at the same time, he formed a seal: "Recover the original source, and all the swords will return to their origin!"
In an instant, the flying swords in everyone's hands seemed to be summoned by that sword, and flew towards the Cangming Sea along with that sword!
The flames covered the sky and earth, burning away all the resentment in the world in an instant, and then were instantly covered by ice and snow, shattering into crystals.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the other person looking back in the apocalyptic scene of fire, ice and snow, his face full of shock.
Why is he here?
Why is he coming here so quickly instead of sleeping in the house?
This place is full of people from the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. How can he escape now that he's here?!
Jiang Zhaoxue asked three questions in a row, and his shock gradually turned into panic.
She subconsciously glanced at the Zilu next to her. Pei Zichen's eyes darkened slightly. When a sword came from the side, he pulled Jiang Zhaoxue to the side, dragged Jiang Zhaoxue back, raised his sword and spun it around. The sword light "ding ding dong" blocked the flying weapon, hiding the two of them behind the sword light. Pei Zichen said to her calmly: "Since the disciple is here, Master's wife, there is no need to trouble the other fellow disciples."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at him. Seeing that he was obviously displeased, she didn't dare to respond. She only cursed softly, "What are you doing here? The Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion will capture you and take you back later!"
"Are you worried about me?"
Pei Zichen pulled Jiang Zhaoxue back and raised his hand to gather his sword.
Jiang Zhaoxue knew that he was deeply resentful, so she didn't bother to talk to him any more. She just said, "I'm starting the formation."
When the words fell, Pei Zichen's sword transformed into forty-seven swords that circled Jiang Zhaoxue's side. He held the sword in one hand and made a hand seal with the other, then turned his head and said, "Open."
Jiang Zhaoxue said nothing and threw the Qiankun Lottery. Seeing this, the Nine Netherworld Realm people immediately shouted: "Run!"
However, Jiang Zhaoxue didn't give them a chance. He chuckled and said loudly: "The laws of nature are unpredictable. It's a gamble with fate. Good luck! Kill the evil in all directions! Kill!"
The moment the sound fell, thunder came down with great force, moving all the way along the coast.
The people in the Nine Netherworlds fled or died, and in an instant, the battle had an outcome.
Then he heard Zi Lu rushing over with his disciples, anxiously saying, "Master's Wife!"
Before he could finish his words, Zi Lu stopped in a hurry and stood not far away with the disciples of Lingjian Xian Pavilion. Looking at Pei Zichen, who was obviously also a young man and whose expression was much colder and more distant than before, he did not dare to speak for a moment.
Pei Zichen felt his gaze and turned to look.
Everyone was still the same as when he left.
The time in the past and the present is not the same. One year in the past is equal to one day in the real fairyland. They stayed in the past for seventeen years, but for the real fairyland, it was only seventeen days.
But he already looked like an adult, and his cultivation had surpassed the level of Divine Transformation. The disciples did not dare to recognize him or speak to him.
They looked at Pei Zichen, all of them were surprised, happy, and a little at a loss.
Pei Zichen was the respected eldest brother in the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion back then. Although they were secretly jealous of him, they were also grateful when he took care of them.
He was wronged at the time, and all his disciples saw it and hoped to give him justice, but his whereabouts were unknown.
Now he suddenly came back, and just like before, he helped everyone without any grudges, but he defected from the sect as a criminal after all. How the Lingjian Xian Pavilion planned to deal with him was unpredictable to them, the disciples.
They were silent for less than a moment when they saw a middle-aged man in green clothes holding a book descend from a height. He looked up at Jiang Zhaoxue and was about to speak when he saw Pei Zichen behind him. He immediately frowned and shouted, "Pei Zichen, how dare you come back?!"
Jiang Zhaoxue recognized the person when he heard this.
This is the second Fengfeng who raised Shen Yuqing and Wen Xiaoan.
They killed Wen Xiaoan when they left, so Guan Xiushu would definitely not let it go. Jiang Zhaoxue sneered, "You wrongly accused him of colluding with the Nine Netherworld Realm to destroy the barrier and kill his relatives and friends. It's only natural for him to come back to collect the debt from you. Why don't you dare come back?"
"Jiang Zhaoxue, this is a matter within the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. I advise you to stay out of it." Guan Xiushu raised his hand, and the scroll in his hand transformed into a sword. "All the friends of the Immortal Alliance are here today. Since Pei Zichen dared to come, I will take him back to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion."
"What if I don't let you?!"
Jiang Zhaoxue walked in front of Pei Zichen, stopped him behind her, stared at Guan Xiushu and said, "You guys were just lynching him to frame him. When I killed Wen Xiaoan, you were his elder. How could I know you wouldn't use Pei Zichen to vent your anger?"
"Jiang Zhaoxue!" Guan Xiushu stared at Jiang Zhaoxue warningly, "You are Zeyuan's wife, the Queen of Penglai. I will give you some face, but don't force me to say anything too harsh."
"It's unpleasant to listen to?" Jiang Zhaoxue sneered, crossing her chest. "Tell me how unpleasant it is."
"you……"
"Master uncle."
Pei Zichen spoke calmly, interrupting their conversation: "I'll go back with you."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue turned back in surprise, and then saw Pei Zichen unable to move forward. Jiang Zhaoxue reacted and reached out to stop him.
It’s just that Pei Zichen didn’t want her to touch it, so how could she catch it?
He stepped forward, walked in front of Guan Xiushu, bowed, and spoke respectfully. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone around him: "Master Uncle, Master's Wife is a Master of Fate. She is sensitive to the destiny of heaven and earth. When she knew that my disciple was wronged, she was afraid that Master would suffer the punishment of karma. As an elder, she pitied my talent, so she intervened. Everything she did was to uphold justice and fairness, without any intention of favoritism."
As Pei Zichen spoke, all the families in the Immortal Alliance came closer. Everyone was looking at Jiang Zhaoxue and Pei Zichen. As they listened to Pei Zichen's words, their eyes changed when they looked at Jiang Zhaoxue.
In the past two hundred years, Jiang Zhaoxue appeared in everyone's vision because of Shen Yuqing.
Either he is jealous or he is throwing a tantrum.
But now she has suddenly returned as an Eighth Realm Life Master, and is fighting against the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion for justice for a disciple. Pei Zichen casually portrays her as someone who sticks to the Tao and is not interested in power.
This was the first time Jiang Zhaoxue felt secretly admired by everyone. He couldn't help but cough lightly, feeling a little guilty.
Guan Xiushu stared at him intently, and then he saw Pei Zichen extend his hand and say respectfully, "My disciple is innocent. I believe people will judge for themselves. Lingjian Xian Pavilion is my sect. I will return and give them an explanation. I also ask them to give me a result."
"good."
Upon hearing this, Guan Xiushu raised his hand and waved, saying coldly, "Locking the Immortal Rope! I'd like to know how someone as innocent as you could have received assistance from the Nine Netherworld Realm, obtained the Tracing Light Mirror, and received a heaven-sent opportunity. In just seventeen days, you went from a Jindan disciple to a Spiritual Transformation Realm."
Having said that, Guan Xiushu ordered someone to come up and lock Pei Zichen up.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhaoxue wanted to stop him, but Jiang Zhaoyue behind him grabbed her shoulders.
Jiang Zhaoxue turned back angrily, and Jiang Zhaoyue looked at her calmly: "You are not you, only yourself."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused, then realized that all the immortal sects were present at this moment, and she represented not only herself, but also Penglai.
Jiang Zhaoyue will not abandon her. No matter what she does, it will implicate Penglai.
She and Pei Zichen were already in the wrong just because of the issue between men and women. Even if they wanted to make a scene, they absolutely could not do it in front of so many people.
Jiang Zhaoxue remained silent, watching Guan Xiushu lock Pei Zichen up. Everyone said their goodbyes. Finally, Zi Lu stepped forward and said nervously, "Master's Wife, Penglai is temporarily staying at the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. My uncle-master asked me to ask you, will you return on Penglai's spirit boat or the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion's spirit boat?"
"I'll go with you."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't hesitate. She turned around and glanced at Jiang Zhaoyue, patted his hands and said, "I'll come find you later."
Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at him and knew that she had other plans. She nodded and handed her a stack of talisman paper silently. She turned around and said, "Yes."
Jiang Zhaoxue put the talisman paper into his sleeve and followed the Lingjian Xian Pavilion team.
The news of her divorce from Shen Yuqing has not yet been announced, and she is still Shen Yuqing's nominal wife. Zi Lu did not dare to neglect her. After preparing the upper room for her, he wanted to find two female disciples to serve her, but was rejected by Jiang Zhaoxue.
"I'm used to being outside alone." Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to be mysterious and reminded, "If I don't call anyone, stay away from my room tonight to avoid me accidentally hurting anyone."
This is a habit of many sword practitioners who cultivate fierce swords.
Although Zi Lu didn't know why a fortune teller would have such a habit, he knew too little about fortune tellers. It was rare for fortune tellers in the eighth realm to reach the true immortal realm. He didn't dare to refute it and just said, "Yes."
"Well," Jiang Zhaoxue stopped Zilu when she saw him about to leave, "How is your uncle going to deal with Pei Zichen now?"
"Uncle-master..." Zi Lu frowned, a hint of disapproval showing. "I've been holding a grudge against Uncle-master Wen. I was planning to interrogate him tonight, but was dissuaded. I'm now locking you up in the water dungeon, and no one is allowed to approach."
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and said to Zilu, "Alright, anyway, when we get to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, the ancestor will clear his name."
“I, the disciple, think in the same way.”
Thinking of going back to see the old ancestor Gu Jun, Zi Lu showed a look of trust: "The old ancestor will definitely give you a result."
"You're very nice to Pei Zichen." Jiang Zhaoxue praised.
Zi Lu felt a little embarrassed and chuckled, "Big Brother was also nice to us before."
Zi Lu then bowed to Jiang Zhaoxue and said, "Since there is nothing else, I will leave first."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and watched Zilu retreat.
After he left, Jiang Zhaoxue sat on the couch to regulate his breathing. When night fell and the spirit boat was halfway through its journey, Jiang Zhaoxue calculated the usual time it took for the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion to enter a state of meditation, set up an invisibility array for himself, and immediately went out.
The guards of Lingjian Xian Pavilion were all ordinary disciples who could not see through her magic at all. She walked all the way to the water prison unimpeded and entered the cell. She raised her hand and knocked out the two guarding disciples, then walked towards the water prison where Pei Zichen was imprisoned.
The water dungeon on the spirit boat is a huge pool covered with magic circles. Pei Zichen stands alone in the center of the magic circle, his limbs imprisoned by chains, his eyes closed and sleeping peacefully, his expression calm, as if this is not a water dungeon, but a high bed with soft pillows, not looking at all embarrassed.
Jiang Zhaoxue was so angry that she picked up a small stone and threw it at him: "Still sleeping!"
Pei Zichen listened, then slowly opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhaoxue squatting by the pool. He said anxiously, "If you sleep any longer, we'll end up at the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion!"
Pei Zichen said nothing, only staring at the woman in front of him, and asked softly, "So what if we're there?"
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes widened as he warned, "You can fool ordinary people, but do you think you can fool Gu Jun? If you're discovered, the Immortal Alliance won't let you stay."
"Since my lady doesn't want me, why do you still care about me?" Pei Zichen said in a calm tone, closing his eyes again and whispering, "My disciple has chosen his own path, my lady, don't worry."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue thought about what happened during the day and felt a little short of breath. He whispered, "You are a grown man, what are you talking about?"
Pei Zichen seemed unwilling to listen to her and pretended not to hear.
Jiang Zhaoxue knew that if she refused to give in, she would not be able to coax him out of his wits, so she could only whisper, "Besides, I don't abandon you. Didn't I tell you to wait for me? I was just going out to do something. Look at you, you didn't listen to me, and now you've been arrested, right? Don't be angry with me, come out quickly, we still have time to run away."
"I'm not a child, so you don't have to coax me." Pei Zichen said calmly, "This is my own choice, and I'm responsible for it. I know you're kind-hearted, but you don't have to force it. If you don't want to, I won't force you."
"You didn't force me!" Jiang Zhaoxue became increasingly anxious. "I do have something to do..."
"Last night was a stopgap measure."
As soon as Pei Zichen opened his mouth, Jiang Zhaoxue felt that his words sounded familiar. He listened to his calm statement: "You are my elder, and it is my responsibility to look after you. Last night, your life was at stake. You were only eager to save him, but there was no romantic intention. I understand."
“Not really…”
"Besides, there's a huge age gap between you and me, and a huge gap in status." When Pei Zichen said this, Jiang Zhaoxue froze. She suddenly realized what he was talking about and looked at him awkwardly. He slowly opened his eyes, staring into hers, and every word he said seemed to remind her, "The Nine Netherworld Technique can't survive in the True Immortal Realm for long. One day, in pursuit of the Great Dao, I will travel to the Nine Netherworld, and you and I will stay in Penglai forever... Since you think this way, and you still want to agree to my request, what else could it be but forced?"
I remember it now, I remember it all.
Knowing that he was going to pick up trash, Jiang Zhaoxue's smile became difficult.
"That... that wasn't just something I wrote for fun?"
"But isn't this the truth?" Pei Zichen asked calmly. Jiang Zhaoxue froze.
Pei Zichen stared at her reaction. When she acquiesced, his eyelashes trembled slightly. He suppressed his nervousness and pain, but still forced himself to ask: "So you were lying to me last night?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak, and was considering a neutral word.
I can't say I was lying, but if I were to be completely sincere, I wouldn't have run so hard today.
But how to do it appropriately without angering him and get this stubborn guy out safely became a problem.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought seriously. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Pei Zichen knew the answer. He gritted his teeth and continued, "I understand. Lady Jun wanted to save me. I threatened you with my life. You agreed to everything I said at the time, but you lied to me. It's my fault too." Pei Zichen curled his fingers under the water, his heart aching, his teeth clenched with sourness. He said with difficulty, "I always want to be more than others, always want to force a result. But what I force out is only lies. So now tell me the truth -"
Pei Zichen spoke each word with great difficulty: he was clearly terrified, but he still asked: "If I hadn't forced you to do it with my life, you would never have thought of being with me, right?"
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, blinked, and dared not answer.
How dare you tell the truth like this?
Pei Zichen seemed to have expected this. He stared at her intently and asked numbly, "Why?"
As he said that, before Jiang Zhaoxue could speak, he asked, "Because of Master?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned and shocked that Pei Zichen would mention Shen Yuqing at this moment.
This shock made Pei Zichen's blood boil, and violent murderous intent and pain exploded in his heart almost at the same time. He suddenly felt that he deserved to die.
He deserves to die.
If he didn't die, he would kill Shen Yuqing, capture Jiang Zhaoxue, and lock the person in front of him into the house, into a world where only he was, and be closely connected with him forever, listening to her uncontrollably calling his name again and again.
——Only at that moment did she love him.
This thought was completely uncontrollable, and love, hate, and desire intertwined and rose up, becoming his most obvious desire, hidden in an unknown place in the water.
The iron shackles on his hands were cracked. He stared at Jiang Zhaoxue calmly, as if staring at a dead prey, waiting for any reaction from the other party. He would pounce on her, bite her throat to death, and drag her back.
"That's right," Pei Zichen agreed when she didn't say anything. He chuckled, letting the cracks in the iron shackles spread out bit by bit, and said gently, "If you really didn't have any feelings for him, the marriage contract would have been dissolved long ago. Since you do have feelings for him, and you know that Master loves you deeply, how can you not be moved? You are a disciple, aren't you..."
"The bond between him and me was dissolved long ago!"
Seeing that he was talking more and more outrageously, Jiang Zhaoxue, although she had no structure, quickly spoke up, interrupting Pei Zichen and patiently explaining, "When I fell from the cliff, I had already released the marriage contract, but he refused and used his spiritual power to force the contract to continue. Furthermore, the time in the Retrospective Light Mirror was chaotic, so in the True Immortal Realm, it was only seventeen days. But if it were based on my time, I would have had nothing to do with him long ago. And now," Jiang Zhaoxue raised the finger with only one marriage string and looked up at him, as if to prove something, "I have no relationship with him at all."
These words made Pei Zichen stunned, and all the spells he had secretly cast stopped. He looked up in disbelief, staring blankly at Jiang Zhaoxue's finger, which he had not dared to look at for some time in recent days.
There is only his marriage rope on it.
When he saw the marriage rope, Pei Zichen realized what Jiang Zhaoxue was talking about.
She was responding to him, comforting him, and even her comfort was so appropriate. She knew that he had always felt guilty towards Shen Yuqing and felt that he had destroyed their friendship, so she told him specifically.
Their relationship ended a long time ago and it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't need to feel guilty.
After it ends, it will never start again.
This sudden response left Pei Zichen at a loss and unable to move.
All the violent emotions just now seemed to be suddenly washed away by the running water, turning into a clear stream, flowing through my heart.
Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Zhaoxue thought he was still dissatisfied and continued, "Besides, I would not hesitate to use the dual cultivation method to save Ye Tianjiao, Li Xiuji, or anyone else. You are different from the beginning."
Pei Zichen looked up in disbelief. Jiang Zhaoxue gritted her teeth and explained, "I...I wasn't lying to you. It was just that things happened too quickly, and I really hadn't thought some things through. What I wrote on the paper was all nonsense, and I don't really care."
"So you're responding to me?"
Pei Zichen blurted out, and Jiang Zhaoxue froze, obviously at a loss again.
Pei Zichen looked at her, she seemed to have always been like this.
No matter how he pushed her, she didn't respond or fight back.
Try every possible means to fool people if you can, and escape if you can.
He didn't like her evasive attitude. The more she wanted to leave, the harder he tried to hold on to her. However, at that moment, he looked at the marriage rope in Jiang Zhaoxue's hand and suddenly came to his senses.
In fact, Jiang Zhaoxue has always been accommodating him.
She never wanted to move forward. He was the one who forced her step by step. However, every time he pushed her, she finally chose to tolerate him and tried every possible way to accommodate the position he had forced them into.
She seemed to have countless unfinished business, but he never asked about the reasons behind it.
He remained silent, and Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little embarrassed. She didn't know how to respond to Pei Zichen, so she could only hold it in and mumble, "Give me some time to process it. I'm just not used to it right now."
Pei Zichen listened, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt and pain in his heart.
He thought about it, took a deep breath, and waded forward.
Jiang Zhaoxue heard the sound of water and looked up in confusion. She saw Pei Zichen walking up to her, standing in the water, and holding out his hand to her, saying, "Give me your hand."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't think much about it when he heard it. She just stretched out her hand and let him hold it.
There was moisture on his hands, and when he held her hand, a chill spread over her, but also an inexplicable sense of peace spread.
The other party obviously also felt the sense of security brought by this touch and said nothing.
She raised her eyes silently and looked at the young man in front of her who was wet with water vapor.
She herself didn't know when this person became such a reassuring presence. Even though he was the one who broke her neck, she didn't have the slightest suspicion.
This made her feel a little uneasy, and Pei Zichen obviously noticed it. He held her hand tightly and said softly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't answer me."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment, then listened to Pei Zichen continue to explain: "Yaoyao, people are very selfish. I forced it because I had no other way out. If I didn't force you, I would never see you in my life. I might have walked through your life like Zilu and all the other disciples."
"Won't."
Jiang Zhaoxue thought of Zilu's words today about protecting Shen Yuqing, and suddenly felt guilty. She just said, "How could you be the same as Zilu?"
Pei Zichen noticed the change in her mood and glanced at her, but remained silent. He continued, "Just because I force you doesn't mean you have to satisfy me. You just have to tell me the truth."
Jiang Zhaoxue's body froze, and she felt Pei Zichen's hand slowly inserting into her hair behind her back.
He pressed her close to him, looked up at her, stared into her eyes, and spoke slowly and seriously: "If you lied to me, you lied to me. If you love me, you love me. If you care about me, you care about me. If you are at a loss, you are at a loss. Just tell me, and I will take care of the rest. Do you understand?"
Jiang Zhaoxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Pei Zichen knew what she was thinking. He led him closer and said seductively, "Come, tell me—"
He was so close, as if about to kiss me, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you hiding from?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak. They were too close, and she felt their breaths entangled together. This entanglement carried the scent of Pei Zichen, which strongly invaded her boundaries, making her unable to restrain the urge to escape, but the thought of escaping gave rise to a desire to move forward.
Pei Zichen observed the changes in her eyes silently. He seemed to have great patience, like a hunter with ease, knowing exactly when to retract and release the rope.
Jiang Zhaoxue and him remained in a stalemate, and Pei Zichen felt her will gradually disappear in the silence. Finally, Pei Zichen pressed her head down and kissed her on his cold lips. He pecked her lips lightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Yaoyao, tell me, huh?"
His kiss was intimate and intense, like an invisible hand, pushing away the walls of her heart bit by bit.
She was completely defeated by that gentle and delicate kiss, and the walls of her heart collapsed. She finally closed her eyes and tried to escape, whispering softly, "I never thought about being with you."
His kisses fell on her brow and cheeks, sliding down her face to her smooth neck. Jiang Zhaoxue's breathing became disordered, which made her will disperse. Like pouring beans, she spoke hoarsely: "Before Lingxu Illusion, you were just a junior in my heart. After entering Lingxu Illusion, I was greedy for your lust."
Hearing the word "seductive," Pei Zichen's eyes flickered with a subtle smile. He immediately pulled her into the water, one arm around her waist, as if two different colored streams of water were merging together. He lifted her chin, kissed her tenderly, and asked softly, "And then?"
"I originally thought that everyone should come out and go their separate ways."
Jiang Zhaoxue fell into the water, and it felt like her brain was also filled with water. He kissed her while scolding her: "If you think about it, you will know that even if I look for a marriage partner again, I will never find one with Shen Yuqing's apprentice! It's just that you forced me! At that time, I couldn't leave you, I couldn't run away, I couldn't agree, but did I like you?"
Jiang Zhaoxue leaned all her strength on his hand, raised her neck, and let him kiss her. She angrily asked, "Do I like you that much? I have to risk being insulted in Penglai, and a future entangled with Shen Yuqing, to be involved with a young man like you who I don't know what he will do in the future. If I could have left at that time, I would have run away long ago! But I couldn't run away, and I was forced to fool you, but you treated me like a clay man, without any anger?"
Speaking of that time, Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but grit his teeth: "You and Shen Yuqing, I want to kill you all one by one!"
"But you feel sorry for me," Pei Zichen heard, knowing she was joking. He hugged her from behind and couldn't help laughing. "You didn't even want to disturb my state of mind, so you told me to wait for me, the Ninth Realm Fate Master, to come and ask for the answer later. But I'm forcing you this time."
Pei Zichen said, tilting his head and looking at her from his shoulder: "So you are angry?"
Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes and said nothing. Pei Zichen sighed and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry..."
"Not angry."
Jiang Zhaoxue interrupted him.
Pei Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt the person in his arms tighten his muscles, as if extremely nervous. He said seriously: "Pei Zichen, there is actually one thing I have been lying to you about."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything, but asked the key point with his keen intuition.
He held her quietly, and used his spiritual power to gently flow through Jiang Zhaoxue's body, ensuring that she would not feel cold even if she stood in the water.
This warmth seemed to give Jiang Zhaoxue strength. She calmly stated, "But I don't trust you, so I can't tell you. But since I'm lying to you, how can I agree to it?"
"But, Lady," Pei Zichen said from behind her, "if you want to be with me but say you don't want to, that's also a lie."
Jiang Zhaoxue froze, and Pei Zichen said calmly, "Since you've already lied to me about other things, you shouldn't lie to me about liking me."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, her heart beating rapidly. Pei Zichen felt her heartbeat on her back in his chest. Pei Zichen couldn't help but smile: "Apart from liking me, I don't care about other lies."
"Then..." Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't believe it, "What if I kill you?"
Pei Zichen didn't say anything. He seemed to think about it very seriously, then shook his head and said affirmatively, "I don't regret it."
As he spoke, he seemed to be imagining the future, and said with a hint of anticipation: "If I must choose how to die, I want to die at your hands."
Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked, his heart beating wildly.
I felt that every word he said was like pouring oil on a fire, stirring up a raging sea of inferno.
He held her hand and placed it on his heart, letting her feel his heartbeat, as if he was facing her inner self.
He seemed to see through her, through the wounds and traces left by her years, through the wounds hidden beneath her flesh and blood. He said seriously and calmly: "My lady, I can't change the past, nor can I control others, but you must remember one thing, between you and me, you will always win."
Knock knock.
Knock knock.
Boom, boom, boom.
Jiang Zhaoxue had never felt her heartbeat so clearly and strongly before, but the words of the person behind her were in stark contrast. He spoke calmly, as if he had thought about it countless times and it was an inertia engraved in his bones. "Everything I have is yours. You just need to love me truthfully, ask for what you want, and beg for what you ask. Apart from that, I will take care of everything."
"If you're afraid of the gap in our identities, then our future relationship will only be known between the two of us."
"If you are worried about my skills, then I will find a way to stay in the True Immortal Realm forever."
"If you're worried about the age difference, and I'm just young and impulsive, then I'll wait, for thousands and thousands of years, until you believe me."
"As for your concern about why I fall in love—"
Pei Zichen said this, and fell silent behind her. After a long while, he spoke with a hint of embarrassment, "The first time I saw you, I learned to be moved."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. Pei Zichen lowered his eyes and a voice rang in his ear: "I didn't understand at that time. I thought that the candy you gave me was so sweet. You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen. In the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, I never dared to look you in the eye, because every time I did, my heart would tremble. But I never dared to think about it, and I never could think about it."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, looked at him in shock, and couldn't help but say: "Shen Yuqing will beat you to death..."
Pei Zichen was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Zhaoxue to bring this up at this time.
Seeing Pei Zichen's expression, Jiang Zhaoxue reacted and quickly turned to face him. Returning to a serious attitude, he raised his hand and said, "Go on."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything else, and for a moment he seemed at a loss for words. After a long moment, he reached out and held Jiang Zhaoxue's hand, saying softly, "Anyway, remember what I said. You don't have to look to the future. Whatever you want now is what you want. If you want me..."
As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the woman opposite him.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened to his question and blinked, as if waiting for him to ask.
Pei Zichen stared for a long time, then slowly smiled and said, "Okay."
As he said that, he let go of Jiang Zhaoxue, raised his hand and sent Jiang Zhaoxue to the shore.
When Jiang Zhaoxue landed on the ground, her clothes were completely dry. She turned around in surprise and heard Pei Zichen urging her, "Go back to sleep."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. When she heard the words "Go back to sleep", she realized the purpose of her long walk and said hurriedly, "No, you have to come with me! Why would I walk alone?"
"I'm going to find the ancestor." Pei Zichen understood Jiang Zhaoxue's intention and explained carefully, "Since I've cultivated the Nine Netherworld Technique, I can't hide forever if I want to stay in the True Immortal Realm. Besides, Master must have sensed that I was using the Nine Netherworld Technique before he passed out. I can't escape."
Pei Zichen's words reminded Jiang Zhaoxue that Pei Zichen had indeed used the Nine Netherworld Realm technique to break up the space and separate Shen Yuqing from them. With Shen Yuqing's keen sense, it was impossible for her not to sense it.
"Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it's better to take the initiative. Now that the True Immortal Realm's luck is declining, it needs the five divine artifacts. The five divine artifacts are in my hands, and the Nine Netherworld Realm is interested in recruiting me. The ancestor is not someone who doesn't know how to adapt."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and understood what Pei Zichen meant.
He had the Five Sacred Weapons in his hands, so if the Nine Netherworld Realm wanted to recruit him, he could go there at any time. However, once he did, the True Immortal Realm would be in danger.
Rather than forcing such a person into an enemy, it is better to recruit him into your army.
"What if he wants to kill you?"
Jiang Zhaoxue's expression was gloomy, but Pei Zichen smiled calmly: "It depends on who can kill me faster, or the Nine Netherworld Realm can take me away faster."
Jiang Zhaoxue thought over Pei Zichen's words and confirmed that his plan was feasible.
Moreover, it is better for Shen Yuqing to reveal the fact that he is practicing the Nine Netherworld Realm technique before Shen Yuqing does.
"That's fine." Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and said thoughtfully, "Then let's go to Lingjian Immortal Pavilion. If anything unexpected happens, I'll help you escape."
Pei Zichen listened without saying anything. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him strangely: "Why don't you say anything?"
"Actually, there is another way."
Pei Zichen seemed to have thought of something, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zhaoxue, and asked with a smile: "How about killing Master?"
Jiang Zhaoxue's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he subconsciously said, "No!"
Pei Zichen seemed to have expected this and nodded softly, "I was inconsiderate. You gave your last talisman to Master to save his life. How could you take the initiative to kill him?"
The words were too sinister, and Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to respond. She only coughed and said, "It's not what you think. He and I still have some unfinished business."
"Go back to sleep first." Pei Zichen said calmly, "You didn't sleep well last night either."
These words made Jiang Zhaoxue's face feel a little hot, and she nodded vaguely and wanted to leave.
After walking a few steps, he turned around to look at Pei Zichen standing in the water and said, "Then I'll go find Guan Xiushu. How can I go to the water dungeon just like that..."
"No need," Pei Zichen stopped Jiang Zhaoxue, "Just endure a little hardship now, and it will be more effective when you see the ancestor tomorrow."
"But your body has just been repaired..."
"It's okay." Pei Zichen shook his head and urged, "Go to sleep."
Jiang Zhaoxue stood there, looking at the pale figure in the water. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "No, you have to come back with me. I need to check the status of the God-Slaying Sword."
This reason was too sufficient. Pei Zichen felt helpless and could only say, "Okay."
As he spoke, he raised his hand. Jiang Zhaoxue watched him take out a piece of white paper, raise his hand and draw a line, and a Pei Zichen who looked exactly like him appeared in the pool.
Then he easily untied the shackles, fastened them on the paper Pei Zichen, jumped lightly from the water, and landed next to Jiang Zhaoxue.
Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Since you can come out, why do you stay here?"
"Firstly, I wanted to get hurt so I could return to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion and get everyone's sympathy. Secondly, if I didn't stay here," Pei Zichen looked at Jiang Zhaoxue, "why would the Lady be so anxious to find me?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by his guilt-free and calm attitude, as if she was meeting him for the first time. Then she saw him smile gently: "With Junior Brother Zilu taking care of you, you must have forgotten me."
"Why don't you just get back in the water."
Jiang Zhaoxue recalled Lingxu's previous comments and said seriously, "I heard that you are quite strong. Why don't you stay in the bubble for a while and cleanse your heart?"
Pei Zichen laughed at this. He didn't respond, but just took Jiang Zhaoxue's hand and asked in a low voice, "Which room?"
"Tianzi Youlanju."
"Yes," Pei Zichen nodded, "There's an extra dressing table in the south room. Junior Brother Zilu is indeed attentive."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him in shock. Pei Zichen raised his hand and cut through the space, leading Jiang Zhaoxue to the room.
Pei Zichen stood in the room, looking around. Seeing that the bed covers had been opened, he smiled gently: "Junior Brother Zilu is indeed..."
“That’s enough!”
Jiang Zhaoxue covered his mouth with her hand and said seriously, "He's not as good as you, really. If you say that again, I'll get angry."
Pei Zichen looked up at her, expressionless.
Jiang Zhaoxue tentatively let him go, and Pei Zichen really didn't say anything more.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at his wet body and said hesitantly, "Hurry up and wash up. I...I'm going to sleep first."
Pei Zichen's eyes fell on her and he followed her onto the bed.
Jiang Zhaoxue climbed onto the bed, lowered the curtains, and lay on the bed, feeling a little nervous.
She was struggling over whether to lock Anan in her sea of consciousness. It just happened last night. Given the temperament of young people, if she brought him back, Pei Zichen might not be able to hold back.
But this is the spiritual boat of the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion after all. Isn’t it a bit too much for her to do this?
But I just made an agreement with Pei Zichen, and now I reject him. Wouldn’t that be insincere?
Most importantly…
Jiang Zhaoxue recalled the scene when Pei Zi came close to her and their breaths intertwined. She couldn't help but clutch the quilt tightly, her throat moving slightly, as if the saliva in her mouth was secreted too vigorously.
She forced herself to close her eyes quickly. She was not a young person and was not very restless.
Pei Zichen will be here soon, and she needs some of the composure of an elder.
Her heart was in turmoil, and after a while, she heard Pei Zichen coming out after washing up.
She waited nervously for a while, but there was no movement. Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but call out softly, "Pei Zichen?"
"exist."
"you……"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't lift the bed curtain, hesitating: "You won't come in?"
Pei Zichen paused, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you want me to come in?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak for a moment. Pei Zichen thought for a moment and said softly, "Yaoyao, just tell me what you think."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, hesitated for a long time, and said truthfully: "Um... I want to kiss you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the people outside the curtain stopped breathing.
Jiang Zhaoxue was surprised: "Pei Zichen?"
No one outside spoke.
Jiang Zhaoxue was completely unaware and called out worriedly, "Pei Zichen?"
"You want to kiss me, what else?"
Pei Zichen's voice was hoarse, and it made Jiang Zhaoxue's ears feel numb.
Her lower abdomen tightened, but she was just thinking about Pei Zichen's words, and she said frankly: "I still want you."
Pei Zichen didn't reply. Jiang Zhaoxue turned over with some regret: "But this is the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion's spiritual boat after all, I can't be too reckless. So I just want to kiss you." As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue stretched out a hand to the other side of the curtain and beckoned, "Come over and kiss me."
"good."
Pei Zichen responded, and Jiang Zhaoxue heard footsteps coming, and then he rolled up the curtain.
The moonlight fell from behind him. He was wearing a single white garment, revealing a large area of his chest. He had deliberately erased the marks on his neck, leaving only the normally invisible area, which was covered with traces of Jiang Zhaoxue's absurdity last night.
Pei Zichen stared at Jiang Zhaoxue quietly, his eyes seemed clear and cold, yet inexplicably made people feel heavy and gloomy.
It was as if a pair of real hands fell on Jiang Zhaoxue.
But it's not his fault.
He had been thinking about her to begin with, and now that he had just started, he was becoming addicted and obsessed. When she invited him into the room, he could no longer control his wild thoughts. From the moment he entered the room, he was no longer able to control himself.
But he also felt that he and Jiang Zhaoxue had just started, and he had been pushing too hard before. In addition, the timing was not right now, so he couldn't be too aggressive.
In the end, she opened her mouth and wanted to kiss him and wanted him. Even if he was a saint, he still had a temper.
Besides, he wasn't.
He tried his best to suppress his passion and sat down on the edge of the bed. Jiang Zhaoxue didn't know why, but the moment he looked at her, she felt a little weak. Seeing him about to bend down to kiss her in a businesslike manner, Jiang Zhaoxue immediately stopped him: "Wait!"
Pei Zichen looked at her in confusion. Jiang Zhaoxue seemed to have thought of something, propped herself up and sat up, saying happily, "I haven't kissed you yet, have I? Let me do it!"
Pei Zichen listened, his pupils shrinking slightly, and he curled his fingers nervously, but still responded: "Yeah."
He didn't dare to speak much, for fear that Jiang Zhaoxue would hear something unusual. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the beauty sitting in front of the bed, rubbing her hands together, and rushed over, hugged Pei Zichen's neck, and kissed him.
Feeling the soft lips pressing down, Pei Zichen's eyelashes trembled. He closed his eyes and recited the Qingxin Jue desperately, letting her do whatever she wanted.
But Jiang Zhaoxue was really going too far.
She was skilled in the technique and was completely immersed in it at the moment, grinding, sucking, rolling and holding it, moaning on Pei Zichen's body. Pei Zichen's muscles were completely tense, and his hands were placed on Jiang Zhaoxue's shoulders. He almost wanted to push her down unconsciously several times, but reacted when he came to his senses.
Forcing myself to endure it there, I felt both happy and tormented.
This was an ultimate kiss that made him fly into the sky, but it was also an excruciating torture on earth.
When Jiang Zhaoxue had kissed him enough, she softened on him, panting softly and acting coquettishly: "Pei Zichen, you kiss me so well."
Pei Zichen closed his eyes, not even daring to hug her. After a long pause, he gently advised, "Go to sleep."
"Pei Zichen."
Jiang Zhaoxue leaned on his shoulder to calm herself down, and asked with some confusion: "Why didn't you finish asking just now?"
"What?"
"I know," Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes, "You want to ask me if I like you, why don't you ask?"
"Because you're full of lies." As the words grew louder, Jiang Zhaoxue could tell Pei Zichen's voice was hoarse. "I only believe my eyes," he said.
This made Jiang Zhaoxue laugh: "Are your eyes really that good?"
Pei Zichen chuckled but didn't answer.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it and struggled, "Do you want me to help you?"
Pei Zichen was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Yaoyao, don't do anything that makes you hesitate. You don't need to accommodate me."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned, then she heard Pei Zichen say, "You don't owe me anything. You don't need to satisfy me all the time. I willingly let you deceive me."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to speak. Pei Zichen patted her back and whispered, "Go to sleep."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen helped her to sleep. Before leaving, he lowered the bed curtain for her.
Jiang Zhaoxue was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and belatedly realized that she had always felt guilty.
Because I feel guilty, I always want to be better to him.
But this person, if he gave her one point, she would return ten points. She seemed to owe him everything.
Jiang Zhaoxue turned his head to look at the figure on the bed curtain. The shadow was like a mountain and the figure was like a solitary pine.
As she watched, she gradually felt sleepy.
When she fell into a drowsy sleep, Pei Zichen felt her breathing and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and returned to the bathroom.
I stayed in the clean room for a long time, and I kept thinking about her. I couldn't calm down and always wanted to be with her.
After thinking for a long time, his eyes finally fell on the clothes that Jiang Zhaoxue had changed. Looking at the light purple dress, Pei Zichen stared at it for a long time and closed his eyes in pain.
He's almost thirty years old, and he really hasn't made any progress at all.
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Xiao Pei: "We've just started dating, so we need to leave a good impression on the lady."
Xiao Xiao Pei: "It hurts."
【Small Theater】
Xiao Pei: "You've never thought about being with me, right? Why? For Master? Did he impress you? Do you want to reconcile with her? Fine, fine, then either you kill me, or I kill her and lock you up. I want to..." (The dark value quickly soared to 99%)
"Shen Yuqing and I have broken our contract."
Pei Zichen: "Darkness value reduced by 50%"
"I won't practice dual cultivation with Ye Tianjiao and Li Xiuji."
Pei Zichen: "The blackening value has dropped to 25%."
"You are different from all of them."
Pei Zichen: "Darkness value, 0"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "That was a close call. I was almost robbed."
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