Hearing Xia Zihan's words, Qin Luo shivered. "If you let me manage them, wouldn't that cause chaos?" Xia Zihan's seemingly delicate appearance hides a strong heart. If you really hand over a group of beauties to her to manage, it will probably stir up a silent "palace intrigue".
Qin Luo's face stiffened for a moment, then he reached out and pinched that captivating face, and laughed:
"How could I feel uncomfortable with you around? But what are you thinking about all day with that little head of yours?"
After saying that, Qin Luo took out a crystal from his sleeve that emitted countless stars. The starlight flowing on the surface of the crystal was like a cascading Milky Way, with a mysterious shimmering light appearing and disappearing.
It was the Starry Sky Heavenly Pivot Dharma Image that he had previously received from the system. Originally, he intended to give this Dharma Image to Xia Zihan so that she could cultivate diligently within the Spirit Phoenix Sect. After all, the cultivation resources of the Spirit Phoenix Sect were far more abundant than those of the Myriad Profound Continent, and it was said that many students from the Nine Heavenly Gates chose to remain in their sects as elders after breaking through to the Saint Realm, which was undoubtedly a safe path of cultivation.
Firstly, separating these girls is the best way to handle things; otherwise, the constant fighting would be too much for even him, especially since he needs to focus on his upcoming cultivation and breakthroughs.
But looking at Xia Zihan, who was nestled in his arms, radiating a sense of peace and sweetness, her eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up, and her hair was casually scattered over her shoulders, exuding a lazy yet captivating charm.
After much deliberation, Qin Luo ultimately decided to leave the decision to her. He gently took Xia Zihan's hand, placed the crystal in her palm, and spoke in a low, gentle voice:
“Zihan, I have indeed broken my promise over the past three years, betrayed our vows, and let you down far too much. This Dharma image is something I obtained by chance over the past three years, and it suits you very well.”
"I originally intended to travel across the myriad continents for a while so that you could cultivate peacefully in the Spirit Phoenix Sect. But now... if you wish to travel with me, I will accompany you across mountains and rivers."
Xia Zihan raised her eyes, let out a soft hum, and gently poked Qin Luo's chest with her fingertips, a faint blush rising at the corners of her eyes:
"I don't believe you. You're just spouting lies, trying to fool me like a three-year-old? Are you trying to get rid of me so you can go and flirt with other women?"
She deliberately put on a stern face, but her eyelashes trembled slightly. "What do you mean by peaceful cultivation in the Spirit Phoenix Sect? You're clearly just afraid I'll ruin your plans!"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly turned her face away in a huff, but her grip on the purple crystal tightened:
"I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted towards you..."
The last syllable was tinged with deep grievance, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:
"Three years ago, I listened to your nonsense, which is why I have so many sisters. Now you want to push me away... Qin Luo, do you think you can take advantage of me and then just throw me aside?"
"this......"
Qin Luo opened his mouth, but no sound came out. When did he say these words? And wasn't that what he just meant? How come Xia Zihan's interpretation was completely different?
It's true what they say, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Stopping his thoughts, Qin Luo took a deep breath, his palm stroking the corners of Xia Zihan's reddened eyes, a bitter taste rising in his throat:
"Han'er, there are some things I have to say. Letting you stay in the Spirit Phoenix Sect is a decision I have no other choice but to make."
At this point, Qin Luo gazed into the distance and sighed softly:
"To be honest, after this competition between the academies is over, I need to travel around the myriad worlds. I have so many things to do. Along the way, I will inevitably encounter many unpredictable crises, and I don't want you to come with me and face them with me."
"But I am now a third-rank saint!"
Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, Xia Zihan grabbed Qin Luo's wrist and said anxiously:
"Have you forgotten how I overcame all my enemies in the battle for the academy? I can protect you, I can be your ally, and even more..."
"But in the vast world, a third-rank saint can only manage to protect himself."
Qin Luo suddenly raised his voice, noticing Xia Zihan's body trembling slightly. He immediately softened his tone, reached out and pulled Xia Zihan into his arms, gently stroking the corners of her slightly reddened eyes with his fingertips. Xia Zihan bit her lower lip and didn't speak, but the fingers that gripped his clothes turned slightly white.
A third-grade saint is indeed a force to be reckoned with in this competition among academies, but in the vast world, he can only barely protect himself. Not to mention that five years later, when the boundary river is breached, he will have to do his best to break through to the point where he can protect all of them in the chaos.
"Do we really have to leave? Can't we go back together? My strength is now unmatched in the Myriad Profound Continent!"
Xia Zihan suddenly spoke, her eyelashes glistening with tiny drops of water:
"If you're worried that I'll mistreat those women... I... I could be more generous and let them spend more time with you..."
The last note grew softer and softer, finally turning into a sob with a tearful tone, revealing her stubbornness in the face of pain.
Qin Luo brushed away the increasingly thick mist from the corners of her eyes, his throat tightening as if blocked by primordial energy. He sighed deeply and held her even tighter.
"Zihan, if I only wanted to live in seclusion, why would I say such things?"
His palm rested on the back of her neck, and he could feel her body trembling slightly.
“In the future, a great calamity will befall us; this is an inevitable fact. I must do everything in my power to become stronger, strong enough that even in chaotic times, I can protect you. Instead of hiding in the Myriad Profound Continent like a coward, I will make you stand proudly by my side, without fear of any threat.”
Seeing that Xia Zihan remained silent, Qin Luo cupped her face and gently brushed his thumb across her reddened lips:
“Zihan, I also want to stay with you, but have you ever thought about whether the resources there can support us if we return to the Myriad Continents? Let alone anything else, I'm afraid they can't even support a saint like you.”
Xia Zihan's eyelashes trembled violently, and a scalding tear fell onto Qin Luo's hand, leaving a dark stain. She suddenly bit his thumb, but with a force as if it were cotton, and said in a muffled voice:
"After saying all that, you're still just trying to get rid of me. You even lied to me about some great calamity coming, but I think that's just an excuse. Even if the end of the world is as you say, it's not just your problem. You still have us! You always take everything on yourself."
Her voice was terribly hoarse, yet she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in the crook of his shoulder:
"Do you know, more than the peace and stability in chaotic times, I fear the day you're on the move..."
Before she could finish speaking, her nails dug deep into his back, as if she wanted to knead all her unease into his very bones.
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