Chapter 661
Qin Yue tightened his grip on her arm, and Wen Xin realized that she was still in his arms. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she was about to ask him to put her down when he suddenly appeared and carried her into the palace.
They landed in a waterside pavilion, and through the window, they could see a grove of peach blossoms in full bloom.
Wen Xin discovered that this place was not only similar to her Peach Blossom Divine Realm, but also exactly the same.
If the divine realm weren't connected to the main god's sea of consciousness, she would have thought she had returned to her own dojo.
Wen Xin was very surprised, "Here..."
Just as she was about to ask something, memories from the past suddenly surfaced in her mind.
On one of the few times she came to the Ninth Heaven, He cautiously and tentatively asked her if she liked it here.
Wen Xin had little patience for Him at that time, and quickly gave Him a few perfunctory replies, even saying hurtful things like, "Your divine realm doesn't need my liking; no matter how good it is, it's not my own home."
Looking back now, Wen Xin felt waves of guilt and heartache. She didn't know how much pain she was in at that time, nor what kind of mood she was in when she decorated this peach grove and waterside pavilion.
The more she looked at this place, a one-to-one replica of her divine realm, the more heartbroken she became. She couldn't understand how she could have been so heartless and cruel to Him back then.
She couldn't understand why He treated her so well when she treated Him so badly.
Isn't it painful? Aren't you tired?
"What's wrong?"
Qin Yue saw that she was staring outside with a trembling gaze, and his expression tightened slightly. He was afraid that he might do something wrong and make her even more displeased, so he turned away from her again.
Wen Xin got out of his arms and walked to the window. Qin Yue looked at his empty hands, his eyes growing increasingly dim.
He stood silently behind her like a shadow, and spoke softly, "If you don't like it..."
"I don't dislike it."
Wen Xin suddenly turned to look at Him, and the bright smile on her face made Him pause slightly.
Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and clear, her voice sweet, and she didn't hide her happiness and joy, "Did you decorate this place yourself?"
Qin Yue tightened his hands, which were tucked into his sleeves, and nodded slightly. "Yes."
Wen Xin carefully examined the furnishings in the room, even the orchid by the window was no different from her divine realm.
In the past, she would have been unhappy, feeling that He was spying on her or giving her a warning, making her understand that she could not escape the palm of the Lord of the Nine Heavens.
But now that she understands His heart, she naturally realizes that He is merely trying to please her, hoping that she might like Him even a little bit.
Wen Xin felt a pang of sadness, and gently brushed the orchid leaf with her fair fingers. "Thank you, Your Excellency... Qin Yue."
And... I'm sorry, she only realized now that she had made Him wait for so, so long.
Qin Yue's pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step closer to her. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to start, so he just stared at her intently with deep eyes.
Wen Xin noticed His hesitation, her eyebrows curved into a smile, and she took the initiative to hold His hand. She discovered that the supreme being among the gods had cold palms and a little sweat.
She paused for a moment, wanting to laugh, but feeling mostly heartbroken and moved.
She couldn't imagine how restrained and bitter His feelings had been before, and she also felt a little resentful of herself for being so stubborn.
Why did she dwell on and worry about that trivial matter for so many years?
Wen Xin, as she always had, did not believe that the high and mighty Heavenly Venerable before her would be devoted to her.
She always thought that He was only resentful of her, possessive, and like a high-ranking ruler trying to tame a rebellious pet.
But which ruler would willingly shatter their soul for the sake of a pet?
Among the gods, there are countless beauties; what could He not desire?
What makes her worthy of His infatuation?
Thinking this, Wen Xin asked softly.
"Qin Yue, you know perfectly well that if I enter the small space-time, I will at most suffer some hardships and tribulations, but I won't die. Why do you insist on shattering your own soul to follow me?"
She knew all too well the pain of a shattered soul.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Qin Yue grasped her soft hand in return, his voice gentle.
Compared to her, any pain is nothing.
Wen Xin's heart clenched again, and she suddenly realized that perhaps only she was truly in pain.
"I will come back. You can just wait for me at the Great World."
"No!"
Qin Yue's tone was firm; He could not abandon her and coldly watch her suffer in the smaller world from the perspective of the larger world.
Besides, if He doesn't go, how can the gods be deterred from taking action?
She will inevitably face even greater dangers in the small space.
Wen Xin also knew that she had many enemies, none of whom were kind. Without His protection, she probably wouldn't have been able to find all her soul fragments so easily, and she would have suffered a lot.
However, she sighed softly, "You know my abilities. At most, they can only do some minor tricks; they can't harm my core. On the contrary, it's you..."
Wen Xin looked at Him with some concern, "Is your soul alright?"
The most important part of a god is his soul. Injuries to the soul are always the most painful and difficult to heal, let alone when the entire soul is shattered.
Qin Yue's phoenix eyes, as black as lacquer, grew brighter and gentler. "I'm fine, don't worry."
Wen Xin was skeptical and could only use her divine sense to investigate His soul.
But then, she was stunned.
The soul and sea of consciousness are the weakest and most taboo aspects of all cultivators. How can they allow others to pry into them, especially gods with higher cultivation levels and status?
In the past, Wen Xin would have thought that her actions were absolutely suicidal, that she would definitely anger this Ninth Heavenly Venerable, and that she might even be seriously injured.
However, to her surprise, when her consciousness touched His soul, it was like returning to her own home, with the door wide open, allowing her to do as she pleased.
If she hadn't noticed the difference in the scene in her sea of consciousness, Wen Xin would have thought that her consciousness had returned to its own sea of consciousness.
Just how much did He trust her, and how unguarded was He with her?
Do you know what terrible price He would pay if she had malicious intentions?
Wen Xin wanted to scold Him, but all she could hear was her own heartbeat. Her heart felt like a little deer was pounding wildly inside her, making her feel dizzy with sweetness.
Love and romance are truly captivating.
Especially when the person she admires treats her like a precious jewel.
However, Wen Xin quickly withdrew her consciousness as if she had been electrocuted, her pretty face flushed crimson.
She stared in shock at the aloof, noble, and arrogant supreme god before her... What on earth was he thinking about all day long?
Why is His mind filled with... filled with her, and those shameful images?
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Wen Xin would never have believed that He could be so... indecent!
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