If their identities were reversed, Mo Qianqiu would have been furious to see Jin Li acting like this for his friend, and he would have been jealous and angry for who knows how long. However, Jin Li suppressed the slight disappointment in his heart and gently comforted her. Then he received a gentle kiss from his lover.
Jin Li froze for a moment: "Qianqiu?"
Mo Qianqiu hugged his neck and said, "Fortunately, you are still here. If you were gone...how would I live on?"
Jin Li's eyes widened and he was stunned for a moment.
Luo Jianqing was gone, and Mo Qianqiu was in pain and grief, but he could still live. But Jin Li was gone... Mo Qianqiu had no idea how to live on. Unconsciously, he had placed this person at the top of his heart.
With Jin Li, Mo Qianqiu is alive; without Jin Li, there will be no Mo Qianqiu in the world.
Two hundred years later, Mo Qianqiu had almost forgotten the pain of losing his best friend, but now he had a new memory: Luo Jianqing, the first disciple of Mount Taihua. He anxiously took Jin with him to Mount Taihua, feeling apprehensive before their meeting. But upon meeting, he discovered that Luo Jianqing was still the same Luo Jianqing, the one who would smack his peerless face with his scabbard.
However, for the rest of his life, Luo Jianqing never slapped Mo Qianqiu in the face again. This was how the two of them interacted. Luo Jianqing would just joke around, but Jin Li would grab his scabbard and never let him touch his lover again.
The two of them got along well with their respective Taoist partners until Mo Qianqiu heard that Jin Li had used his demonic power to water a dragon egg without even asking him. He was so angry that he ran back to the Demon Palace and did not return to Dragon Island for a full ten years.
Later, he heard that Jin Li was so weak that he couldn't get up. Mo Qianqiu was so anxious that he immediately flew back to Dragon Island. But before he landed, he saw Jin Li with a look of surprise.
Jin Li said in surprise: "Qianqiu!"
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
How come even Xuan Lingzi would lie these days!
Although he said he wasn't in a hurry, Mo Qianqiu still carefully examined Jin Li's body. Hatching a dragon egg is an extremely tedious task. Think about how Jin Li drifted on the sea for a full 22,000 years before hatching on its own. This shows that forcing a dragon egg to hatch is absolutely impossible.
Jin Li was indeed a little weak from constantly using his demonic power to hatch the dragon egg. Mo Qianqiu said, "I asked you to hatch it, now you know how annoying it is," but he helped Jin Li hatch the egg every day, reluctant to let Jin Li waste his demonic power.
As the day for the dragon eggs to hatch drew closer, Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi would come to Dragon Island to visit them from time to time. This time, Xuan Lingzi took the little phoenix egg to see the dragon eggs, while Luo Jianqing listened to Mo Qianqiu's complaints in the house.
"What kind of egg do you want to lay? What do you want this egg for? The dragon clan really needs a bloodline. I'm not a woman, so I naturally can't give birth. But what's so bad for his body? If he doesn't want to ascend to immortality, he can at least stay on Xuantian Continent for another 20,000 years. Why is he in such a hurry?"
Luo Jianqing kept nodding his head in agreement, but when he heard this, he said in surprise: "Jin Li can wait for 20,000 years, but you can't."
Mo Qianqiu was suddenly stunned.
Luo Jianqing smiled slightly and said, "He wants to ascend to immortality with you."
Mo Qianqiu couldn't utter a single word. After a long moment, he snorted awkwardly and said, "Can he ascend to immortality just like that? His heart is with me. Although his cultivation is higher than mine now, I will definitely surpass him in the future."
Luo Jianqing smiled but said nothing.
Later, the two of them talked about something.
Luo Jianqing said, "Dragon Island is truly picturesque. What did you think of it when you first came here? Was it charming?" After a pause, Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "I forgot. You're only at the Qi Refining Stage. You must have been trapped in the lake illusion. You couldn't appreciate the beauty of the illusion at all. You could only think it was terrifying."
Mo Qianqiu raised an eyebrow: "When did I reach the Qi Refining Stage? That illusion can only deal with cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage. If you want to deal with me? Wait another ten thousand years."
Luo Jianqing subconsciously said: "When were you not in the Qi Refining Stage?"
Mo Qianqiu asked back, "When did I reach the Qi Refining Stage again?"
Luo Jianqing was stunned for a moment. He sorted out his thoughts and was about to speak again when he suddenly heard a clear and elegant voice: "Jianqing."
Luo Jianqing turned to look and saw a handsome, picturesque, white-robed venerable standing beside the bamboo hut, his eyes slightly lowered, quietly gazing at him. Xuan Lingzi slowly extended his hand toward him, his lips curled in a subtle smile. In an instant, as if ice and snow were melting, Luo Jianqing's heart stirred, and all thoughts of life and death friendship were forgotten. He stood up, stepped forward, and took Xuan Lingzi's hand.
Xuan Lingzi said softly, "It's time to go."
Luo Jianqing nodded: "Well, let's go." As he spoke, he didn't even spare a glance for Mo Qianqiu. He looked at Xuan Lingzi, his delicate eyebrows couldn't help but curved, and said: "Then I'll go first, Mo Qiu, see you later."
Mo Qianqiu: "...You who value love over friendship, I won't see you again!"
With a friend who prioritized love over friendship, Mo Qianqiu felt incredibly unlucky. Seeing Jin Li overdrawing his demonic energy to hatch the dragon egg, his heart ached. Yet, he pushed Jin Li away and said stubbornly, "You should keep that little demonic energy for yourself. Leave it to me."
Jin Li was slightly stunned, but Mo Qianqiu had already placed his hands on the snow-white dragon egg and started incubating it.
Suddenly, a pair of arms came up from behind Mo Qianqiu and tightly embraced his waist. He froze, and when he raised his head again, he felt something warm brush against the tip of his ear, making it burn.
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