Xuan Fengqian stood silently in front of the door, staring blankly through the thin lattice paper at Fu Chen, who was almost insane with a furious look in the main hall, and Xuan Qianning, who was covered in wounds and on the verge of death. Instead of feeling the pleasure of avenging his great enemy, he felt even more depressed.
The scenes before her eyes brought back the terrible nightmares that had befallen her.
That feeling of helplessness tormented her to the point of near collapse.
She tried her best to forget the humiliation and embarrassment of that night, but even after switching bodies with Leng Ye, the sense of shame buried deep in her heart would still occasionally surface and haunt her.
Seeing this, Leng Ye quietly tightened his grip on her hand and stayed by her side without saying a word.
He longed to confess to her, to reveal everything to her, but after much deliberation, he ultimately chose to remain silent.
After a while, Xuan Fengqian realized that she and Leng Ye had unknowingly become tightly entwined together.
She let go of his hand with slight embarrassment and was about to turn and leave when Fu Chen suddenly pushed open the tightly closed door of the main hall.
"Princess, is this what you wanted to see?"
Fu Chen subconsciously pulled his wide-open robe tighter, his clear, bright eyes filled with sorrow.
Looking at Fuchen, who was shedding tears, Leng Ye felt a chill run down his spine.
Before this, he had never known that there were men in this world as adept at playing along as Fu Chen.
After a moment of contemplation, Leng Ye impatiently retorted, "I sent you to Luhua Palace to propose marriage, yet you openly consorted with Xuan Qianning. Wasn't it you who betrayed me first?"
"How long does Your Highness intend to toy with me? If you hadn't put an excessive amount of aphrodisiac in the Immortal Fruit, how could I have lost my composure like this?"
As he spoke, Fu Chen's fierce aura was fully revealed.
Unlike his usual ethereal and otherworldly demeanor, at this moment he resembled a bloodthirsty demon emerging from the deepest hell, his aura inspiring fear in all who beheld him.
"The Immortal Fruit was bestowed by the Empress Dowager herself. How would I know that it contained poison?" Leng Ye stared warily at Fu Chen, who was unusually agitated, before grabbing Xuan Fengqian's arm and striding away.
Why are you in such a hurry?
Xuan Feng glanced back at Fu Chen, who stood before the main hall with bloodshot eyes and surging anger, and asked Leng Ye with particular confusion.
“He is a fallen demon. My original body is still recovering from its injuries, and in addition, we have swapped bodies. If we were to fight, my chances of winning would be extremely slim.”
"Fallen demon?"
Xuan Fengqian only knew that Fu Chen's background was not simple, but he never expected that Fu Chen was the only fallen demon in the Six Realms who could rival Leng Ye.
Leng Ye nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Judging from this, the Immortal Realm is no longer a place to stay. Tomorrow, why don't you return to the Nine Netherworld with me?"
"I have my own plans."
Xuanfeng gave a faint reply, then abruptly broke free from Lengye's grasp and headed straight for Qingfeng Palace.
Fu Chen stared intently at their departing figures, wanting to chase after them and ask for clarification, but was held back by the dying Xuan Qian Ning.
"Help...help me!"
"waste!"
Fu Chen lowered his eyes, kicked the injured Xuan Qian Ning hard, and then crushed the Soul-Locking Bell that was binding Ji Shuo's vital point, separating her from Xuan Qian Ning's body.
The next instant, Xuan Qianning's body convulsed incessantly, and bright red blood began to spill from her seven orifices.
Ji Shuo's soul was in no better shape. Like a withered leaf, he lay supine on the cold, icy glass floor, numbly gnawing at his long nails, his turbid tears flowing like a flood. "Xuan Lang... Xuan Lang doesn't want me anymore."
call out--
Fu Chen glanced at the insane Ji Shuo with disgust, and in an instant, he transformed the whisk in his hand into a whip as thick as a bowl, mercilessly lashing her broken soul.
"Useless trash! Didn't I tell you not to touch her? Why did you put the aphrodisiac in the Immortal Fruit?" Fu Chen was burning with rage, and the indifference and aloofness in his eyes were completely replaced by a bone-chilling ferocity.
Xuan Qianning coldly watched Ji Shuo, who was half-dead from being whipped by Fu Chen, and used all her strength to finally grasp the whip that was lashing Ji Shuo.
Fu Chen raised an eyebrow, suddenly grabbed Xuan Qianning by the neck, and said coldly, "Just say you want to die."
"You jinx, stop deceiving yourself. The one who started all this is none other than Xuan Fengqian, whom you've been longing for." Xuan Qianning struggled to look up and stood silently in front of Ji Shuo.
"Shut up." Fu Chen roughly grabbed Xuan Qian Ning's hair and said through gritted teeth.
"Wake up, you jinx! Xuan Fengqian is no longer the innocent and naive girl she once was. Do you think she would even look at you? In her eyes, you're not even worthy of carrying her shoes."
"I told you to shut up, didn't you understand?"
Fu Chen's blood was surging, and he slapped Xuan Qian Ning several times, making her dizzy and her mouth full of blood.
Xuan Qianning held on tightly, her hands gripping the hem of Fu Chen's robe. "All along, Xuan Fengqian has been recklessly toying with your feelings. If you want her to be obedient and willingly become your plaything, you have no choice but to cooperate with me. For so many years, I have always regarded her as a thorn in my side. No one in this world understands her better than me."
Why should I believe you?
"Now that Ji Shuo has become a useless piece of trash, how lonely must you be fighting alone? Why don't I lend you a hand?"
Seeing that Xuan Qianning had described Ji Shuo as a good-for-nothing, Fu Chen couldn't help but shake his head and sneer, "You two, mother and daughter, are truly of the same ilk—cold-blooded and ruthless."
Xuan Qianning said dismissively, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. Anyone who stands at the top of power, isn't that the case?"
Fu Chen stared coldly at Xuan Qianning, who was so weak she was barely clinging to life, yet remained stubborn and obstinate.
He thought to himself that Ji Shuo was now completely insane, and he really needed a cunning lackey like Xuan Qianning.
"Let me make this clear first: I never save useless people. If you want to live, you must become stronger. If you want to make rapid progress in a short time, you only have one choice." Fu Chen threw the thick whip in his hand into Xuan Qian Ning's arms, his voice chilling to the bone, "Kill Ji Shuo, and you can rightfully become the next Blood Demon."
Xuan Qianning's pupils contracted sharply as she looked at Ji Shuo, whose face was disfigured and who had gone mad, with a complex expression.
At the same time, Ji Shuo also noticed Xuan Qianning's gaze and suddenly forced a bleak smile, "Ning'er, your father doesn't want us anymore. But don't be afraid, one day, I will personally take back everything that belongs to us."
"How can I take it back? It's all because of you that Father cruelly abandoned me, it's all because of you!"
Xuan Qianning gripped the long whip tightly and lashed it mercilessly at Ji Shuo's face.
Before Ji Shuo could react, a long whip mark appeared on his cheek.
She was stunned, and asked Xuan Qianning in a trembling voice, "You want to kill me? Do you know that killing one's mother is a sin against heaven?"
"So what if it's divine retribution? It's still better than living like this, like a bedbug in a sewer, without any dignity."
"Ning'er, how could you become so vicious?"
Ji Shuo thought he had never mistreated Xuan Qianning, but he never expected that Xuan Qianning was an ungrateful wretch.
"Ugly hag, what right do you have to call me vicious?" Xuan Qianning forced back the tears welling up in her eyes and coldly retorted, "Do you know that it's all because of you that I'm looked down upon? I often wonder why I'm not Yuan Heng's biological daughter. Every time I see Xuan Fengqian shamelessly clinging to my father and acting spoiled, I'm driven mad with jealousy."
"You can't get your father's favor, so how can you blame it on me?"
"If it weren't for you, how could Father be so cold to me? Ji Shuo, do you know how I've endured all these years? In the dead of night with thunder and lightning, Xuan Fengqian had Father to comfort her, but what did I have? I could only curl up in a corner like a mouse that couldn't see the light, suffering through those terrifying, long nights." Xuan Qianning recalled the past, unable to contain her resentment any longer, and as if possessed, she frantically whipped Ji Shuo.
“In this life, I have never beaten Yuan Heng. I thought you could turn the tide for me, but now I realize that you are no match for Xuan Fengqian.”
Ji Shuo suddenly realized that he hadn't done anything right from beginning to end.
"Useless trash, give me your life's cultivation! You owe me so much, you should repay me with your life." Xuan Qianning whipped Ji Shuo, whose body was becoming increasingly transparent, without any expression on her face.
At this moment, Ji Shuo's bloodshot eyes were filled with regret.
If she had known it would end like this, she shouldn't have stubbornly plotted against Bai Di in the first place.
What if I get pregnant with his child?
His heart isn't with her; no matter what he does, it's all in vain...
It took Ji Shuo quite a while to come to his senses.
Suddenly, she pulled a sharp dagger from behind her back and plunged it into her heart without warning.
Upon seeing this, Xuan Qianning's eyes welled up with tears.
She intended to help Ji Shuo up, but Ji Shuo pushed her aside forcefully. "Ning'er, don't follow in my footsteps. Turn back before it's too late."
"Ji Shuo, what right do you have to say these things to me? You have never fulfilled your responsibilities as a mother for even a single day!" Xuan Qianning was born proud, and even if she felt reluctant in her heart, she would never show it in front of others.
"I just don't want to see you like me, living your whole life in hatred."
Ji Shuo knew how stubborn Xuan Qianning was, so he stopped trying to persuade her.
Since Xuan Qianning wants her life's cultivation, she will give it to her.
In any case, the White Emperor will never look at her properly again in this lifetime; even if she has a breath left, she will only be clinging to life.
Xuan Qianning obtained Ji Shuo's lifelong cultivation as she wished, and then left with Fu Chen, not even willing to close her eyes for Ji Shuo.
"Xuanlang, this is goodbye forever..."
Ji Shuo stared intently in the direction of the carved screen, then smiled with relief.
In the next instant, she turned into dust and scattered in all directions.
The past is gone with the wind, nothing more than a dream.
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Immortal Realm, Qingfeng Palace
Leng Ye originally thought that after such an incident, the relationship between him and Xuan Fengqian should have improved.
Unexpectedly, before they could even exchange two sentences, she kicked him out of the door again.
"Ah Qian, at least tell me what I did wrong? I swear I will change."
Leng Ye completely lost his temper and dared not break down the door. He could only gently knock on the door and speak softly.
Snap—
Xuan Fengqian immediately bolted the door shut and said coldly, "If you dare to force your way in, I'll castrate you."
Leng Ye muttered under his breath, "What good would it do you to castrate me?"
Xuan Fengqian did not reply. She knew that Leng Ye would never barge into the house rashly. She quickly stripped off her clothes.
The reason she did this was not because she was particularly infatuated with Leng Ye's body.
She simply wanted to confirm whether the person who had taken liberties with her was Leng Ye or Fu Chen.
Thinking of this, she strode to the dressing table and stared blankly at her strong and robust body reflected in the mirror.
Because of Leng Ye's obstruction, she had not been able to see the details of Fu Chen's body.
However, because Fu Chen was rather slender, she was able to distinguish his figure from Leng Ye's after only a brief glance.
At the same time, Wuya saw Leng Ye standing obediently in front of Xuanfeng Qian's bedroom door like a little wife. To help him, he pretended to sneeze in the direction of the door, and then rolled up his wings and suddenly pried open the tightly closed door.
"Your Majesty, if you continue to be so timid, A-Qian will be snatched away by Di-Jun!"
Wuya frantically winked at Leng Ye, signaling him to hurry up and go inside so they could make it a done deal.
Leng Ye intended to close the door for Xuan Fengqian again, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of her standing naked in front of the mirror, admiring her own body.
"Ah Qian, are you satisfied with my body?"
Leng Ye was both surprised and delighted, and for the first time ever, she blushed deeply.
Xuan Fengqian was now certain that the person who had taken liberties with her was Leng Ye, and her eyes dimmed in an instant.
She suddenly turned around and approached him step by step, her eyes filled with endless disappointment.
Leng Ye swallowed nervously, afraid that Xuan Fengqian might impulsively pounce on him.
He was indeed deeply in love with her, but that didn't mean he could accept Xuan Fengqian's counterattack.
In desperation, Leng Ye had no choice but to recite an incantation and switch back to his own body.
"A-Qian, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out."
Leng Ye hurriedly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and gently persuaded Xuan Fengqian.
"Get out."
Xuanfeng pointed slightly towards the doorway and said indifferently.
"What's wrong? If you don't want to switch back to your body, would you like me to perform the Soul-Swapping Technique again?"
"Get out. From now on, don't let me see you again."
Xuan Fengqian dragged him out the door and slammed it shut with a loud bang.
"Ah Qian, did I do something wrong?"
He was turned away at the door on a cold night and felt extremely anxious.
He was terrified of Xuan Fengqian's cold attitude.
In the past, he could have solved the problem with force.
Now, how could he dare to be violent towards her?
He would even kneel at her feet and do anything if she gave the order.
Wuya glanced at Leng Ye, who was becoming increasingly timid, and gently patted his shoulder, saying mysteriously, "Your Majesty need not worry too much. I heard from Qiyuan that Aqian has a few days each month when she is in a bad mood. It's probably due to physical discomfort, and she'll be fine in a few days."
"Is that so?"
Upon hearing Wuya's words, Leng Ye casually conjured a hot water bottle and solemnly said, "You must personally hand this hot water bottle to her. If she does not wish to see me, I will come to see her again tomorrow."
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