Chapter 213 Night Visit: "You don't want anything that's offered to you?"...
Jiang Yuhuo's gaze shifted from Li Mengbai's bleeding hand to his face.
There was no joking on his face, his expression was calm, as if he were seriously negotiating with her, but Jiang Yuhuo knew that going back on his word was a trivial matter for Li Mengbai.
She will never believe him again.
“You’re dreaming!” she said, enunciating each word clearly.
Li Mengbai chuckled at her. "Is that not allowed? Then let me hug you." He casually pointed at Wen Yizhan. "Like he did just now, let me hug you. Just once, and I won't kill him."
Jiang Yuhuo was suddenly enraged, incredulous that at this point, he would still say such frivolous things.
His gaze inadvertently brushed against the corners of her slightly red eyes, and then froze. "Why are you crying?" Li Mengbai asked. "Jiang Yuhuo, who has made you sad again?"
He spoke softly, looking at her with affection, but her eyes grew colder under his gaze.
"Li Mengbai, that's enough!" Wen Yizhan shouted angrily, "She has nothing to do with you anymore!"
Li Mengbai scoffed, her gaze suddenly becoming distant. "No relation... How can there be no relation? We're bound by a vow, she's my fiancée..."
“That’s not the case now!” Wen Yizhan almost shouted. “Li Mengbai, you’ve already obtained the patriarch’s order. You shouldn’t be bothering her anymore.”
Li Mengbai suddenly conjured up the jet-black token and handed it to Wen Yizhan, saying, "Then I'll give it back to you. Can you give it back to me?"
Wen Yizhan took a step back, avoiding the patriarch's order, "What are you doing now? You two shouldn't have formed a contract in the first place."
Li Mengbai acted as if he hadn't heard, and instead handed the family head's token to Jiang Yuhuo, "I don't want it anymore... I don't want anything anymore... Jiang Yuhuo, come back to me, okay?"
He approached step by step, the tip of the sword piercing deeper and deeper into the back of his hand.
"I was wrong... Jiang Yuhuo, please give me another chance."
Jiang Yuhu sheathed his sword, not out of pity for Li Mengbai, but because if he had gone any further, his sword would have pierced Ji Qiuan's throat.
She coldly uttered, "Absolutely impossible."
Li Mengbai froze on the spot, then lowered his head and chuckled, his shoulders shaking with laughter. But when he looked up again, the tender affection in his peach blossom eyes had been replaced by a cold and venomous hatred. "Fine, then I'll kill him now."
"If you don't forgive someone who has done something wrong, I won't forgive them either."
The long, slender hands bled profusely from the exertion, and Ji Qiu'an's face, which had just begun to catch its breath, turned red and purple again.
"stop!"
Wen Yizhan no longer tolerated it and swung his sword. He realized that if he didn't intervene, Ji Qiuan would really die at Li Mengbai's hands tonight.
But a barrier of spiritual energy blocked Li Mengbai's path, remaining completely unmoved despite his sword strike. Inside the barrier, Li Mengbai was mockingly laughing.
"Li Mengbai." This call abruptly pulled Li Mengbai back from his smugness; it was Jiang Yuhuo calling him.
Even though her voice was cold, I still couldn't help but feel a shiver in my heart every time I heard her call my name.
Jiang Yuhuo calmly questioned, "Are you only satisfied when you've destroyed others?"
The redness in her eyes had faded, but Li Mengbai seemed to see again that night, looking up at those eyes silently weeping amidst the scattered dust.
Destroy...
Yes, he personally destroyed Jiang Yuhuo's original form and extinguished her hope for life.
The person who hurt her was always himself...
Li Mengbai asked, "Jiang Yuhuo, in your heart, am I a very bad person?"
"Yes." Jiang Yuhuo answered without hesitation, but she also knew in her heart that Li Mengbai's transformation was due to the curse of Yu Renyuan.
Li Mengbai smiled, left Ji Qiuan behind, and walked away without saying a word.
Wen Yizhan had no idea why he wanted to kill Ji Qiu'an, nor did he know why he suddenly let him go so easily.
However, since this is the final moment in the battle against Yongguo, he cannot settle accounts with Li Mengbai yet, so he can only tell his junior sister to stay away from this person.
Jiang Yuhuo agreed and told him not to worry.
Jiang Yuhuo and Wen Yizhan escorted Ji Qiu'an back to his tent. To avoid worrying the people in the other tent, they sent Wen Yizhan back to Zhou Sidao with a fabricated reason to cover up Ji Qiu'an's disappearance. Jiang Yuhuo then used the mermaid pearl to heal Ji Qiu'an's wounds in the tent. Fortunately, Ji Qiu'an's injuries were all superficial and healed relatively easily. The most serious wound was the large, bloody hole on his forehead. What grudge did Li Mengbai hold against him that made him so determined to smash Ji Qiu'an's head open?
Healed by the Mermaid's Breath, Ji Qiu'an woke up not long afterward.
He struggled to sit up from the bed, filled with panic. Suddenly, he saw that the person next to him was Jiang Yuhuo, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had survived a disaster.
"Jiang Xianjun...you saved my life again."
Jiang Yuhuo recounted how Li Mengbai had treated him and then asked him what grudge he had against Li Mengbai.
Ji Qiu'an held his forehead and slowly shook his head.
"...I don't know either. Perhaps it was that time in the palace when I advised the Immortal Lord not to form a pact with him...and he has held a grudge ever since."
Jiang Yuhuo understood. Given Li Mengbai's vengeful nature, it was not surprising that he would kill Ji Qiu'an. Just as he had concluded that Jia Yue had betrayed him after learning that he had been with her on the night of the contract signing, he then personally destroyed her original body.
When he hates someone, he wants to kill them.
"You should rest well. If the wound reopens, call someone to summon me to treat you."
Since it was because of her that Li Mengbai treated him so cruelly, Jiang Yuhuo wanted to treat Ji Qiuan to the end.
Ji Qiu'an nodded gratefully, his gaze filled with undisguised fervor. Before Jiang Yuhuo stepped out of the tent, he suddenly called out to her, "Jiang Xianjun!"
Jiang Yuhuo turned her head, her gaze questioning.
Ji Qiu'an lowered her eyelashes, her gaze falling on the lamp on the desk. A blush rose on her once flawless face after her wounds healed, a look of shyness on her face.
"From now on... can I call you... Yu Huo?"
Jiang Yuhu nodded, not taking it to heart, and didn't reply.
When Jiang Yuhu came out of Ji Qiuan's tent, it was already very late at night. He went to the riverbank outside the camp.
She had already removed Ji Qiu'an's blood from her hands with a cleansing spell, but she still felt a bloody smell on her hands and insisted on washing them off with water.
In these days, her hands and sword are stained with the blood of countless people.
She didn't recognize these people, but when they charged at her wielding blue-bladed weapons, she had to retaliate with the same weapon. This was a battlefield, and to escape the wrath of Heaven, cultivators could no longer fight using magic or spiritual power; the battle had become a hand-to-hand combat with mortals.
Just like back in Liyue Village, she had to kill to forge a path, a path stained with blood, but one that could protect some people.
Soaking his hands in the cool water calmed Jiang Yuhuo's restlessness somewhat. He then washed his face, as if that would wash away his guilt and unease.
She originally only intended to kill those few people, but how did she end up killing so many people along the way?
Most of these people had nothing to do with the Liyue Village incident... Jiang Yuhu couldn't understand it. Everything was clearly developing in a good direction, but she vaguely felt that something was gradually getting out of control.
Too many people have died... Whether it's Yong Kingdom, Zhou Kingdom, or even the Immortal Sect, they have suffered heavy losses.
Is all of this really right? She had no answer.
As more and more people got involved, the course of events was no longer under her control.
Jiang Yuhuo removed her icy hands from her face, looked up at the night sky, where the stars shone brightly, but the moon was nowhere to be seen.
She wondered for no reason if the bright moon was shining on the sea instead of on the earth.
Will that person see the moon over the sea tonight?
Jiang Yuhuo returned to her tent and lay down. In military operations, vigilance is paramount. She hadn't had a proper night's sleep in days, but tonight, perhaps due to the circulation of her mermaid breath, she unknowingly fell asleep.
In her dream, she was still in that unknown seabed, swimming among giant clams and coral reefs, searching for the merman. A small fish kept following her, occasionally swimming over to steal kisses and pecks at her face, causing a ticklish sensation. She was a little annoyed and wanted to shoo it away. But upon closer inspection, she realized that the small fish was none other than the merman she had been searching for, only his body had shrunk countless times, just like she had done to him in the Liyue village before—so small that it could be put in a bottle.
She found him adorable and reached out to grab him.
"Smack—"
My hand touched something; it felt icy cold.
wrong!
Jiang Yuhuo suddenly opened her eyes, and two dark green spots abruptly entered them.
The merman's handsome face had returned to its normal size and was right in front of her. A cool and gentle kiss landed on her face, making her unconsciously hold her breath.
"Sorry, I woke you up." Jia Yue kissed the corner of her mouth before pulling away slightly, then hugged her and let her head rest against her neck. She said gently, "Sleep a little longer, I won't disturb you anymore."
Jiang Yuhuo was put into the most comfortable sleeping position by him, but how could she still fall asleep when there was suddenly a living person in the tent?
Even if this person is Jia Yue, she can't just fall back asleep in a daze, especially after what just happened...
Did I... slap you just now?
Jia Yue smiled slightly. "Yes." He took her hand and placed it on his left cheek. "It hit here. Hmm...it hurts a little, but you can touch it and it will be fine."
Jiang Yuhuo did as she was told. She knew her own strength, and since she was still dreaming when she struck, she didn't hold back.
"I didn't know it was you." She gently stroked her cheek with her fingertips, sitting up from the couch. "But why did you come so suddenly? Have you finished dealing with things in the Sea Kingdom?"
Jiang Yuhuo felt a slight squeeze on the hand she had placed on Jia Yue's cheek, and only then did she notice the ring on his hand—the very same ring that Nan Xing had worn that day, the one that represented the Sea Emperor's authority.
This means that they have already seized power over the sea kingdom.
The tent was dark and unlit. Jia Yue sat up with her.
"I've come to bring you something."
Jiang Yuhuo sat up cross-legged, looking relaxed. "What is it that requires me to deliver it personally?"
In the darkness, Jia Yue gave her a deep look before taking out a sword that emitted a faint glow.
"Moonlight Dust Star?" Jiang Yuhuo recognized it at a glance. It was the sword that Jia Yue had given her in Luoyue City. She returned it to him when they met again in Xidu City.
Jia Yue hummed in agreement and handed her the sword.
It is an excellent sword. "But..." Jiang Yuhuo frowned and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I already have the Dingchun Sword."
"Should we reject it again this time?"
Amidst her conflicted thoughts, Jiang Yuhuo saw the person faintly illuminated by the sword's light. He had clearly risen from the bed, his clothes and hair were neatly arranged, his eyes were downcast, and his handsome features were shrouded in loss. In the dim light of the night, he looked like a god who had inexplicably descended upon her bed, pitying the world.
He seemed to only like wearing loose-fitting, light-textured clothes... Although they were still neat at the moment, Jiang Yuhuo knew how easy it was to peel off such clothes.
Perhaps because her gaze lingered for too long, the person sitting upright suddenly leaned closer, startling Jiang Yuhuo, whose thoughts had wandered elsewhere, and her heart began to beat rapidly without her realizing it.
"Do you know why I came to deliver the sword?" His dark gaze locked onto her lips, his cool breath further encroaching on her space. As their breathing became increasingly clear, he finally covered her lips with his. "Because I missed you, so much... so much..."
He gently kissed and caressed her, deliberately restraining himself from prying open her teeth to plunder, only entwining himself with her gently, feeling the heat rising in her body with each soft, delicate touch.
"I've been thinking about you ever since you left, wondering when you'll come back... but you haven't come yet, and I couldn't wait any longer, so I came to find you."
After obtaining the meteorite and completing the handover of power, he rushed over immediately. Following the guidance of the mermaid pearl, he arrived at her tent and finally saw the person he had been longing for.
Jiang Yuhuo's breathing and heartbeat were completely disordered. Faced with the temptation so close at hand, even though she knew it was intentional, she didn't seem to be so clear-headed.
His moist lips lingered near her ear, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily rubbing against it. His increasingly heavy breathing and the ambiguous sounds of water made her head, which had just woken up, feel swollen and dizzy.
Jia Yue whispered in her ear, as if complaining or bewitching.
"You don't want anything that's offered to you?"
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