Chapter 64 Demanding the Truth (Part 2)
Qin Wuyan sighed helplessly and said, "Back then, I went to the Underworld in my soul form to save you. But you refused to come with me. In addition, Zhang Xiaofan killed the Beast God in the mortal realm, which destroyed the magic array, and your body in the mortal realm was reduced to ashes. In order for you to be reborn, I made a deal with the Underworld Emperor. He agreed to use a branch of the Ruomu Divine Tree to reshape your body and guide your soul into it. But when he sent you back to the mortal realm, the Underworld Emperor said that because your soul was injured and had not yet fully merged with the Divine Tree, you could only be transformed into a child and grow up again."
Biyao couldn't help but recall what Su Zhenzhen had told her: that she entered the Tianli Divine Sect at the age of nine and had lived in the sect as Qin Wuyan's disciple ever since. She had found it strange when she heard this before; even if she had been reincarnated, how could her body have turned into the shape of a tree?
Biyao loosened her grip on the dagger slightly and asked again, "Then... what was your deal with the Underworld Emperor?" She couldn't imagine what conditions the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds had exchanged to make him willing to save her.
"He wants me to work for him on earth."
Biyao's eyes widened, and she asked in confusion, "What for him?"
Qin Wuyan said, "Actually, over the years, all he has ever asked me to do for him is to use the Demon Refining Pot to absorb the malevolent energy of the Immortal Execution Sword and give it to him."
Biyao suddenly realized that Qin Wuyan had stolen the Zhuxian Sword on the orders of the Underworld Emperor.
Qin Wuyan's gaze suddenly turned deep: "But based on my past experience, he must have a deeper purpose. I can't guess it yet, so I can only follow his orders for now and deal with whatever he says."
Biyao nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "What about the Soul-Gathering Technique?"
Qin Wuyan said, "Do you remember? Nine years ago, you were suddenly captured by a man in black. He has been plotting to steal your soul. Over the years, people in Heyang City and Yudu City have also had their souls stolen. I have sent people to investigate this matter with the Qingyun Sect for many years, but we have not found the culprit. Your current Divine Tree body has not yet fully merged with your soul. If you lose your soul, all your previous efforts will be in vain. Therefore..."
"So you used a soul-binding spell on me to protect me? But you suffered terribly because of it?"
Qin Wuyan remained silent, indicating his tacit agreement.
Although she already knew about this from Youji, Biyao still couldn't help but tear up when she heard him say it himself.
Qin Wuyan slowly stepped forward, carefully grasped her right arm that was holding the dagger, and said softly, "Biyao, I've told you everything. Now, can you put the dagger down?"
As he spoke, he tried to snatch the dagger from her hand, but Biyao held on tightly. She raised her eyes, her gaze icy, and said in a commanding tone, "Release this spell!"
Qin Wuyan shook his head, his tone leaving no room for argument: "No way!"
Biyao shouted sternly, "Untie it!! Otherwise I will..."
She was about to slash the dagger at her own neck, but she couldn't muster any strength in her wrist.
Qin Wuyan suddenly pressed her acupoint, rendering her unable to move. Biyao could only watch helplessly as he slowly pried open her five fingers and removed the dagger.
"Biyao, I can agree to anything else, but I cannot undo the Soul-Collecting Technique!"
He gently grasped her shoulders with both hands, his expression unusually solemn: "I have told you everything now, without hiding anything. But I still cannot be sure why the Underworld Emperor saved you, or whether the resurrection method he used on you has harmed you. Moreover, there are those in the mortal realm who have been coveting the wood element divine power that you possess because of the divine tree. Although I do not know what the Underworld Emperor is trying to do, I can see that his purpose is not pure. To ensure your safety, I cannot undo the Soul-Collecting Technique."
He has never liked fighting unprepared battles, and the Underworld Emperor's conspiracy is definitely not as simple as it seems. If he wants to contend with him, he must make all the necessary preparations.
Tears streamed down Biyao's face: "If my life was bought with yours, I would rather not have it!!"
Qin Wuyan reached out and gently wiped away her tears, released her acupoints, and pulled her into his arms, softly comforting her, "Biyao, don't worry. I'll just suffer a little backlash. It'll be nothing serious."
She leaned against him, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "But Aunt You said... if you use this magic too much, your soul will be scattered."
Qin Wuyan smiled and said, "Then you should take good care of yourself and not get hurt. As long as you're alright, I'm alright too!"
“But…” Biyao wanted to say more, but Qin Wuyan put his index finger to her lips and stopped her.
“Biyao, I know you don’t want to accept my protection, but… you don’t understand how important it is to be alive. I used to think that being controlled by others for my entire life was the most painful thing for me. Until I watched you die under the Zhuxian Sword, and I was powerless to stop it…”
His voice trembled: "Only then did I realize that nothing is more painful than losing the one I love most. Biyao, my biggest regret is not stopping you from going to Qingyun Mountain. For the ten years after your death, I hated myself for not being more ruthless. Even if I had tied you up on Fox Ridge Mountain, I would never have let you go!!"
Even though she was right in front of him, Qin Wuyan felt a sudden surge of fear and couldn't help but hug her even tighter.
"Biyao, I will never let you get hurt again."
His voice was so resolute, as if he were swearing an oath to the heavens.
A deep sense of emotion welled up in Biyao's heart. She sighed helplessly, unsure of what to say. She slowly pulled her arms out from around his waist, hooked them around his neck, and stood on tiptoe to place a warm, gentle kiss on his lips.
Qin Wuyan was stunned. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to kiss him since she regained her memories of her past life.
He was somewhat at a loss, unsure of what to do. Before, she remembered nothing, yet she had so boldly confessed her feelings to him, so he had responded to her without any reservations. But now that he knew she remembered everything, he felt inexplicably uneasy…
Biyao said, "Since you won't undo the Soul-Collecting Technique, then you should at least remove the Forget-Worry Gu from my body!"
"What did you say?" Qin Wuyan was suddenly shocked. "You... didn't you say you had remembered?"
Biyao secretly rolled her eyes: "I was just kidding, is that not allowed?"
"..."
"No...no..."
Qin Wuyan stammered, "I... I just didn't expect... that you would be willing to come with me even though you haven't been able to break the Forget-Me-Not Gu."
She didn't remember anything, yet she was willing to go to Qingyun Sect to save him, and even severed ties with Zhang Xiaofan for his sake!
And...she just kissed him!!!
Qin Wuyan was speechless. The unease he had felt earlier suddenly transformed into a dreamlike excitement and joy. He had always thought that if she remembered her past life, she would hate him for not sending her back to Zhang Xiaofan.
Biyao said, "Do you think I would run away with Zhang Xiaofan?"
Qin Wuyan nodded almost imperceptibly, a hint of sadness in his eyes. During the time he was planning the attack on Qingyun Sect, he had indeed thought about it, and feared it, that she might run away with Zhang Xiaofan.
But in the end, she still returned to his side...
"What an idiot!"
Biyao retorted, "If I really do elope with him, it will be all your doing. Why did you have to feed me that Forget-Me-Not Gu? What, are you still unwilling to undo it?"
"No..." Qin Wuyan sighed and said, "My cultivation has been depleted too much, and my spiritual power is insufficient, so I cannot cure it for the time being."
"You!!" Biyao stomped her foot in frustration, but there was nothing she could do.
After a long pause, she calmed down and asked, "Isn't there any other way?"
"have……"
"Why aren't you untying me right now?!" Biyao was furious with him.
Qin Wuyan asked cautiously, "Are you sure you want me to untie you now?"
"certainly!"
"But it might not be effective..."
Biyao rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "Whether it works or not, try it first and see!! Qin Wuyan, why have you become so indecisive? Hurry up! Untie me!"
However, she regretted it as soon as she said it...
Qin Wuyan pulled her into his arms, a slight smile playing on his lips, a hint of wickedness in his expression: "You said it!"
Before she could answer, he lowered his head and kissed her. Their soft lips pressed tightly together, lingering and caressing.
Biyao's mind went blank; she had no idea what to do or what she could do. She felt as if all her strength had vanished. He held her tightly in his arms, and only her feet could barely support her weight, preventing her from falling.
She had initially taken the initiative to kiss him, but it was merely a light touch, a gesture of gratitude. However, the man's initiative seemed to inherently carry a sense of aggression; the initial gentle touches gradually became intense, his lips and tongue conquering territory, unwilling to relinquish even a single corner.
At first, Biyao passively allowed him to kiss her, but as the kisses grew more passionate, a hot, moist atmosphere spread between them, arousing something called desire. She also responded actively, and the vague memories in her mind gradually became clear. She had a strange sense of familiarity, as if they had done such intimate things many times before.
The past unfolded before her eyes like a long-sealed scroll. It was still the familiar Fox Hill, the courtyard where she used to live. Under the clusters of pink peach blossoms, a naive and carefree girl smiled purely and brightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the man in front of her.
"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for ages!"
"Does Master have someone he likes?"
“Master, I like you, not in the way a disciple likes his master, but in the way a man and woman like each other.”
"Yao'er, I swear, I only love you, and you will always be the only one in my heart!"
"Have you been lying to me all along? Have you always thought of me as Biyao?"
"I really don't know which of your words are true and which are false right now."
"Whether you believe it or not, you really are Biyao. ... I said I would protect you for life, and this time, I will not break my promise."
...
Overwhelmed by the sudden flood of memories, Biyao was confused, almost unable to distinguish whether they were truly herself. Yet, if they weren't, the pain and bitterness spreading through her heart with each recollection felt so real. Tears streamed down her face, sliding between her intertwined lips.
Qin Wuyan suddenly tasted a salty and bitter flavor on his tongue and finally stopped. He saw that Biyao was crying and panicked.
What is he doing? How could he be such a bastard? Perhaps she simply cannot accept using this method to remove the curse. He did this without her consent; how is that any different from bullying her?
Qin Wuyan was filled with remorse and hurriedly released her, bowing his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, Biyao! I... I shouldn't have done that, I'm sorry! I... you can hit me!!"
He stretched his neck, tilted his head to show her one side of his face, looking as if he were offering his neck for execution.
Biyao was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter through her tears. She raised her hand as if to really hit him, but when it came down, it was as gentle as a feather. Her fingertips lightly caressed his cheek: "Yes, you deserve a beating. How dare you take it upon yourself to make me forget all the good things you've done for me over the years, and all the good things I've done for you. Qin Wuyan, you really deserve a beating!!"
Though he said those words, his eyes were overflowing with tenderness. She finally understood why, when she was still Mu Yao, he had told her, "I only love you!"
From beginning to end, the person he loved was always the same one.
Biyao smiled bitterly to herself. Over the years, she had actually been jealous of her past self.
She suddenly hugged Qin Wuyan and pressed her head tightly against his chest.
"Wu Yan, I love you!"
? ? !! !
Qin Wuyan's mind went blank for a long time before he could react to what she had said. He managed to squeeze out a sentence from his dry throat: "You... what did you say?"
Biyao looked up at him and saw his dazed expression, which was both hilarious and heartbreaking. She leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips: "You silly boy, I remember everything now, how can you not understand? I don't blame you. Even if I hadn't remembered what happened over the years, I wouldn't feel like you were bullying me just now."
Qin Wuyan stared blankly at her: "I thought you..." He stopped halfway through his sentence.
This time, she cupped his face and kissed him first.
Qin Wuyan, who was blaming himself with great remorse just a moment ago, was stunned by her actions.
She remembered everything!
Not only did she not blame him, she even said... she loved him?!
No one can resist such a sincere and passionate confession. He felt as if his whole body had been set ablaze by those words, his breathing quickened, and he once again passionately entwined with her.
"Bang bang bang!!! Thud thud thud!!!"
Outside the door, a series of loud knocks and shouts rang out: "Sect Master!!! Vice Sect Master!! Are you inside?"
"What should we do? What should we do? Should we break down the door? What if the sect leader and the others are locked inside!"
"But as you can see, this room can't be opened because it's surrounded by a restriction. How strange, what kind of magic is this, that even the Azure Dragon Saint Envoy can't break it?"
Qin Wuyan and Biyao were both startled by the sudden sound, their minds instantly clearing. They hurriedly separated, Biyao immediately turning away, afraid someone would barge in and see her. In her panic, she suddenly noticed the incense burner on the table had burned out, and then remembered that the protective barrier she had set up had disappeared; they had been in the room for an hour.
Outside the door, Meng Guang, Tang Yuan, and several of their Shenzong disciples were worried that something had happened to the two of them because they couldn't open the door and didn't see Bi Yao.
"How about this, you and the Holy Envoy try to break the spell again, and I'll smash this door."
"Hey, hey, gentlemen, we just had our door repaired not long ago, please don't..."
Before the waiter could finish speaking, there was a loud crash, and the door was suddenly cleaved open, instantly illuminating the room.
"Oh my god, you've damaged the door! I have to tell the boss right away and make you pay for it."
Amidst the billowing dust, only the waiter's complaints could be heard. As the smoke dissipated, the faces of Meng Guang, Tang Yuan, and Qinglong at the entrance gradually became clear. Upon seeing Qin Wuyan and Biyao, the three were immediately overjoyed.
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