Within the boundless sea of qi, the deep darkness spread rampantly, with only six spiritual vortexes emitting different colors tearing through the night and occupying thirty percent of the vast world.
As soon as Qin Luo's mind entered his dantian, he eagerly focused on the center of the emerald vortex.
However, the scene before him made his heart bleed. The wisp of Nirvana Flame that had just been born within the jade soul was shrinking rapidly at a chilling speed, its light growing dimmer and dimmer, looking as if it might disappear at any moment.
This made Qin Luo's heart leap into his throat, and the anxiety on his face caused his brows to furrow into a deep frown.
"How could this happen? This spark I finally managed to condense, is it going to cause some trouble again?"
Qin Luo muttered to himself anxiously, his mind racing as he tried to find a solution.
Just as his thoughts were stuck, he caught a glimpse of the other four souls out of the corner of his eye.
In an instant, his pupils contracted, and the anxiety on his face vanished, replaced by endless shock and surprise!
Among the other four divine souls, the same Nirvana Flame as before quietly sprouted!
At first, these sparks were nothing more than tiny, dim lights, flickering faintly in the deep, dark depths of the soul, so faint as to be almost imperceptible.
However, the flame within the jade soul was visibly dimming and flickering, on the verge of being extinguished.
In stark contrast, the other four flames deep within the souls, against this dim backdrop, began to peek out faintly.
"this......"
Qin Luo's eyes widened, the shock on his face was replaced by ecstasy, and even his breathing became rapid, he was so excited that he could hardly control himself.
He originally thought that to successfully refine the remaining souls into Nirvana Fire Seeds, it would take a lot of time and effort, and he might even lose at least one soul.
After all, it was already so difficult to condense a wisp of Nirvana Fire this time, so you can imagine how difficult it would be to condense it again.
But to everyone's surprise, the thorny problem was solved in just a short while.
"Could it be that these divine souls are originally identical, and were formed from the same connection within the same dantian?"
As he murmured to himself, Qin Luo couldn't wait to distract himself and sense the state of the four newborn sparks.
Each of the remaining four divine souls emitted the same chaotic aura as the jade divine soul, the only difference being that it was much weaker.
However, these are not major issues. Having this spark signifies that the most difficult step for the Chaos Nirvana Souls has been taken. The rest simply requires placing them within the chaotic torrent to continuously temper and grow...
As time passed, these initially faint flames gradually stabilized, and although they were still extremely small, they already showed a considerable aura of chaos.
They began to throb rhythmically, each leap releasing a chaotic aura that resonated with the chaotic energy surrounding the Chaotic Primordial Phoenix within the Qi Sea, causing the surrounding spiritual energy stars to surge restlessly.
But at that moment, Qin Luo sensed something, frowned, and without daring to delay, quickly withdrew his mind from his dantian.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the scene before him left him somewhat bewildered.
Nuantang was curled up in his arms, her body trembling, her face still wet with tears, like a frightened fawn.
Looking down, Qin Luo was speechless and instinctively wanted to push Nuantang away.
Sensing Qin Luo's instinctive attempt to push her away, Nuantang's blush, which had been rising due to shyness, instantly faded, leaving her completely pale.
Her usually delicate hands suddenly burst forth with astonishing strength, her ten fingers gripping Qin Luo's back tightly, as if only in this way could she grasp that fleeting moment of happiness.
"Brother Qin, please, don't push Nuantang away..."
Her voice was broken and trembling, each word filled with a deep plea, "Nuantang knows that her actions are really shameful, but Nuantang is truly desperate and has no other choice but to keep this one thought in her mind."
As she spoke, tears welled up uncontrollably again, streaming down her terrified face and dripping onto Qin Luo's clothes, leaving dark stains, much like her heart, riddled with wounds.
“Nuantang is useless. Her cultivation level is not as good as those with outstanding talents, and she has no strength to help you on your journey. After thinking it over, the only things Nuantang can offer are her heart, which has been devoted to you from beginning to end, and her pure body.”
"Nuantang only wants to give them all to you without reservation, even if it's just for a short time, it's better than painful memories over the long years."
Nuantang's shoulders heaved violently as a long-suppressed grief burst forth.
She gradually broke down in tears, her words becoming fragmented and incoherent.
“Brother Qin, even if you think Nuantang is despicable or call her promiscuous afterward, Nuantang will not complain at all.”
"Nuantang has no other wish but to serve you properly at this moment. As long as I can stay by your side, even for just a short while, Nuantang will be content and have no regrets even if she dies."
After speaking, Nuantang buried her head deeply in Qin Luo's chest, greedily inhaling his scent, trying to find some comfort in this last bit of warmth.
Her body was still trembling uncontrollably, filled with fear of the impending rejection and sorrow for her love that had reached a point of humility and self-abasement.
At this moment, Qin Luo's figure was all she could see in the world. In order to get even the slightest response from him, she was willing to abandon all her dignity and lower herself to the dust.
Hearing this, Qin Luo was neither a saint with a calm mind nor a eunuch with a pure heart. Nuantang's straightforward and humble confession made his Adam's apple bob involuntarily. His hand, which originally wanted to push Nuantang away, was now suspended in mid-air.
A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, but reason told him that he should maintain distance and uphold the boundaries of the past.
But his emotions, like a wild horse, pulled him in another direction.
His inner turmoil and struggle were evident on his face; his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of hesitation and doubt.
After hesitating for a long time, the broad palm finally slowly fell and placed on Nuantang's back.
After a long silence, he finally let out a sigh of utter helplessness.
In this tranquil space, the two nestled together, and Nuantang's trembling gradually subsided, replaced by an unprecedented sense of peace and sweetness.
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