Yin Ming later learned that at the moment the Heavenly Dao incarnation perished, everyone except Ling Yao fainted at the same time.
Upon waking, Yin Ming was surprised to find that all the spiritual energy and resentment within their bodies had transformed into Primordial True Qi.
The primordial energy was no longer a mixture of black and white, but had turned into a warm, golden color like sunlight.
Yin Ming thought, this must be the true color of the Primordial Chaos True Qi.
For some reason, apart from Yin Ming, Ling Yao, and Liu Ying, no one else remembered that the true energy of the Divine Demon Continent was once divided into spirits and vengeful spirits, nor did they remember that they had once united to fight against the Heavenly Dao...
However, Yin Ming felt that it was a good thing that they could forget the disaster and those moments of despair.
After all, the shadow cast by that incarnation of the Heavenly Dao on all living beings was immense.
Fortunately, there shouldn't be any more of these strange incarnations of the Heavenly Dao in the future.
***
After the Heavenly Dao incarnation perished, Lingyao and Liuying successively triggered lightning tribulations and advanced to the tenth realm.
Three months later, Elder Mo also successfully advanced under Liu Ying's protection.
Speaking of Elder Mo, Yin Ming had no idea before that he was the reclusive master of the God Clan in the original work, and the only peak ninth realm expert in the God Realm.
I thought he was just a kind and gentle elder who looked after the library.
However, this is quite in line with the usual formula of novels—
In cultivation novels, those hidden big shots like the sweeping monks and the managers of the library are usually the protagonists. When the protagonist encounters them, it's almost guaranteed to trigger a plot.
The divine punishment that Yin Ming had been worried about did not occur. Perhaps it was because the male protagonist, Ling Yao, personally destroyed the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. Everything seemed to have passed without any major incident.
However, although peace has been restored to the continent of gods and demons, Yin Ming still has his own troubles—
More than half a year has passed, and apart from successfully advancing to the initial stage of the ninth realm, his cultivation has not been able to advance any further.
Yin Ming was genuinely troubled by this.
Although he doesn't need to have a high level of cultivation now, even if he encounters something life-threatening, Lingyao has the ability to protect him.
But Yin Ming didn't want to be like before, where he could only hide behind Ling Yao when something happened.
He also wanted to share some of the burden with Lingyao, at least... not to be a burden.
The matter of the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao made Yin Ming realize that it would be too late to regret it after it happened.
Therefore, when things are going well, we should focus on strengthening ourselves and making preparations in all aspects.
That way, when danger arises, you'll have the ability to fight back, and you won't be completely helpless...
This thought became even stronger after sensing the powerful aura that the firefly unintentionally emanated.
"Senior Liuying, it's getting late, so we'll head back now."
I only came to visit Firefly in the Forbidden Forest today because I had nothing else to do.
But now Yin Ming no longer has the heart to travel and enjoy the scenery.
***
Even as dusk approached, the heat remained stifling, even in the height of summer.
This kind of weather made Yin Ming, who was already preoccupied, even more depressed.
The two had already returned to Zhulu City. After walking for a long time, they were a little tired, so Yin Ming sat down at a roadside dessert stall and ordered two more servings of dessert from the stall owner.
Lingyao looked at Yin Ming, who was propping his head up with one hand and looking listless, and couldn't help but purse her lips.
It seemed that he had been sullen ever since he said goodbye to Liuying.
Not only just now, but for some time now, Yin Ming has often had a worried look on his face, as if he has something on his mind.
He just didn't bring it up, and Lingyao didn't want to put pressure on him.
All I could do was silently stay by his side, secretly thinking of ways to bring a smile back to his face...
Thinking that Yin Ming loves to eat watermelon in the summer, perhaps eating watermelon will make him feel better.
Lingyao told him that he was going to buy some things he needed, and then headed toward the street where the watermelon vendor usually lived.
...
As if she faintly heard the name 'Yin Ming', the girl in the pink dress subconsciously turned around and saw the familiar face from her memory.
The young man she could never forget was still dazzling even after he changed out of his flamboyant red clothes.
She was so dazzling that she could be spotted at a glance, even amidst the bustling crowds on the street.
I never imagined they would meet again.
Yao Ling silently curled the corners of her lips. It turns out that after a relationship ends, the first thing people forget is those unhappy memories.
At least she could no longer recall the sadness Yin Ming had caused her; she only remembered that stunning red dress that had captivated her for so long.
She never regretted her actions, what was shameful about it... Since she liked someone, she naturally had to do everything she could to pursue the opportunity that would make her happy.
I will never give up until I see the ending.
Once she saw that he was indeed married, she had no more feelings for him. The only remaining thought was to wish him happiness.
now……
A tall, handsome man suddenly put his arm around Yao Ling's shoulder, interrupting her thoughts.
What are you spacing out for?
Yao Ling snapped out of her daze and gently shook her head. "It's nothing, I just... saw an old friend."
Thinking of something, she suddenly smiled, which made her stunning beauty even more charming and captivating.
"It was because of him that I met you."
Upon hearing this, the man gently smiled and reached out to tidy her stray hairs.
"In that case, we should thank him properly. Shall we go up and say hello?"
Yao Ling shook her head and naturally took the man's arm. "No need, let's go home."
The man did not insist after hearing this, but smiled gently and said, "Alright, I'll do as my wife says."
After saying that, he took out a finely crafted hairpin from his sleeve and gently placed it into Yao Ling's hair bun.
"I just bought this at the Treasure Pavilion. Do you like it?"
Yao Ling raised her hand to touch the new hairpin on her head, and realized that it was the begonia style that she had always loved. She couldn't help but smile with her eyes crinkling.
"like."
"If my wife is happy, that's good. Let's go, we've been out for so long, it's really time to go back."
As the man turned around, Yao Ling caught a glimpse of that figure again out of the corner of her eye.
She lowered her gaze and smiled gently.
Now, she has found her happiness.
Then I wish them both well for the rest of their lives.
...
Just then, Lingyao returned and seemed to sense something. He subconsciously looked up, only to see a pink hem of clothing turn into the alley and disappear.
"What's wrong?" Yin Ming, who was drinking sugar water, noticed his movement and asked casually.
Lingyao quickly looked away. "It's nothing."
Seeing that he had finished all the sweet soup in his bowl, Lingyao pushed his own bowl of sweet soup in front of him, indicating that he could drink more if he liked.
Yin Ming shook his head. "I'm not drinking anymore. Have you bought everything? If you have, let's go home."
Lingyao nodded slightly, placed the money for the sweet soup on the tea table, and walked side by side with Yinming towards their small courtyard.
Behind them, the setting sun slowly descended, illuminating countless homes with its glow.
***
After washing up, Yin Ming lay leisurely on a rocking chair in the courtyard. While sipping tea under the moon, he quietly waited for the evening breeze to dry his half-damp hair.
This is basically how it's been going on for a while now, and Yin Ming actually quite likes this slow-paced lifestyle.
If his cultivation could advance further, it would be even more perfect.
Even if we don't reach the tenth realm, we should at least reach the peak of the ninth realm.
If the set goals are not achieved, Yin Ming always feels a sense of urgency that there are still things left undone.
But now, looking at the moon high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the earth, Yin Ming's heart suddenly became incredibly peaceful.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, at his current age, he has already reached the ninth realm of cultivation. Although his talent is not as good as Lingyao's, he is still a genius among geniuses.
He really shouldn't be too eager for quick success, otherwise he might go astray and damage his foundation, which would only make things worse.
Thinking this way, Yin Ming's long-standing frustration suddenly lifted at this moment.
While one should not be too lax in one's cultivation, what he should do more is cherish the people in front of him and cherish the life he has now.
After all, being sad is one day, being happy is another, so why dwell on things that can't be done in a short time?
Yin Ming touched his completely dry black hair, turned his head and glanced around the courtyard, subconsciously looking for the 'person in front of him' that he should cherish.
He looked around twice, but still couldn't find the figure who was usually by his side.
Yin Ming suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Ling Yao since he finished washing up.
Thinking that it was getting late, Yin Ming got up from the rocking chair and turned to walk into the inner room.
There were no candles lit inside, and Yin Ming could only vaguely make out a figure lying on the bed by the moonlight coming in through the window.
Lingyao went to bed so early?
Yin Ming muttered to himself, but did not call out to him. He slowly moved to the bedside, took off his wooden clogs, and lay down on the outside of the bed.
The evening breeze had already made me feel a bit chilly, and there was a basin full of ice in the room, so it was quite cold when I first came in.
Just as Yin Ming was about to reach past Ling Yao to grab the quilt placed on the inside, he felt a sudden darkness envelop him.
By the time he realized what was happening, Yin Ming was already covered with a quilt, and Ling Yao was pressing down on him, leaving red marks on his porcelain-white skin.
Sensing that his body temperature was abnormally high, Yin Ming panicked and instinctively wanted to push him away.
Suddenly realizing that besides getting covered in his saliva, he didn't seem to pose any other threat... he silently withdrew his hand from his chest.
Oh well, let it be.
...
Lingyao took the opportunity to grasp Yin Ming's drooping hand, and a scene from the daytime suddenly flashed into her mind.
He was walking toward the street where the watermelon vendor was, but as he rounded the corner, he unexpectedly found a stall that read "Specializing in the treatment of difficult and complicated diseases".
He had only glanced at the stall out of curiosity when the Taoist-dressed vendor stepped forward with a fawning expression and blocked his way.
"I see that you look worried, young master. Have you encountered some intractable problem?"
"To be honest, I have some medical knowledge. I wonder if I could have the honor of helping you, sir, to relieve your worries?"
Lingyao pursed his lips. He usually didn't care what others said, but when it came to things related to Yin Ming, he couldn't help but stop and listen.
“It’s not me…it’s…” Ling Yao paused, suddenly unsure how to introduce Yin Ming to the stranger in front of her.
“It’s someone I really like…” Realizing that this statement wasn’t quite accurate, Lingyao corrected him earnestly, “No, it’s someone I love very much.”
The Taoist priest nodded in sudden realization. "So it's your wife. Young master, could you describe her symptoms in detail?"
Hearing the form of address he used, Lingyao frowned slightly and repeated, somewhat puzzled, "Madam?"
Lingyao had heard this title before, but it seemed to be used only for women—at least, he had never seen a man addressed in this way by another person.
Lingyao didn't dwell too much on the title. Thinking of the symptoms the Taoist had asked about earlier, he pondered briefly before answering:
"He is not ill, but for some reason, he has been depressed lately."
"Could it be that you two are not yet married?" The Taoist priest heard him repeat the word "wife" with a slight hesitation, and immediately guessed what was going on. His expression became more excited, like someone watching a melon.
"Get married?" Lingyao frowned. Although he didn't quite understand, he had heard the term before. But... can't they only get married when one party is male and the other is female?
He and Yin Ming probably can't get married.
"It means living together after bowing to heaven and earth..." the Taoist priest blurted out.
Suddenly realizing that any normal person would know this, I awkwardly shut my mouth.
Noticing that Lingyao's expression was becoming increasingly strange, the Taoist priest couldn't help but mutter to himself—this young master looks to be of marriageable age, and with such an outstanding appearance, there must be quite a few matchmakers coming to propose marriage.
But he reacted this way when he heard this word. Could it be that he suffered a loss in this matter?
Upon hearing the Taoist's explanation, Lingyao's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
So marriage isn't restricted by gender? If it were to marry Yin Ming, he would definitely be willing.
As for the Taoist's worship of Heaven and Earth... Lingyao pursed his lips. He had already destroyed the Heavenly Dao incarnation, so there was probably no need to worship anymore.
Such an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao is not worth worshipping at all.
And he and Yin Ming are now living together, so they should be considered married?
Thinking of this, Lingyao smiled slightly, "Then we are already married."
The Taoist priest was clearly taken aback by his sudden change of heart. Thinking carefully about his words, he felt something was amiss and couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by 'then we're already married'?"
If it succeeds, it succeeds; if it doesn't succeed, it doesn't succeed. How can you be so ambiguous?
“Although we haven’t gone through the traditional wedding ceremony, we’re already living together,” Lingyao replied.
Although the Taoist priest had many questions, Lingyao was happy to answer any of them related to Yin Ming—yes, he wished he could announce his relationship with Yin Ming to the whole world.
Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest's eyes widened instantly.
"So you eloped...?"
If two people live together without ever having a wedding ceremony, then they can only be a pair of lovelorn lovers who have eloped.
Because their relationship was not approved by their parents, they could not be together openly, but they were unwilling to give up. So they could only choose to protect their love in the most extreme way...
No wonder this young master reacted that way when the word "marriage" was mentioned.
The Taoist priest sighed inwardly; his guess was indeed correct.
Lingyao shook his head at this, "No, we are together openly and honestly."
From Chu Yi and Su Chen's past, Ling Yao learned about the term "elopement".
I also understand that it was the only choice when lovers could not be together openly and honestly due to various obstacles.
However, this word will never be used to describe Lingyao.
As far as Lingyao was concerned, no obstacle could stop Yinming from being with him unless Yinming disliked him.
If anyone dares to stand between them, he will surely kill gods and demons alike.
The Taoist priest was completely bewildered: "Then why not give her a formal title?"
Since they love each other so much and there are no obstacles between them, why not give each other a proper status?
Recalling Lingyao's words that his beloved had been depressed recently, the Taoist's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought he understood the whole truth.
"How should I give it to you?" Lingyao asked, frowning.
The Taoist stroked his goatee and smiled confidently: "Of course, we should get married. Only after we pay our respects to heaven and earth can we truly be together and give her a proper status."
Lingyao nodded thoughtfully, "I see..."
So this ceremony is so important... Well then, let's go ahead and worship heaven and earth.
Finally, still somewhat uneasy, he asked, "Will he really be happy after we get married?"
The Taoist priest nodded without hesitation and replied, "Of course, who doesn't yearn for the person they love to give them a proper status?"
Having received such a positive answer, Lingyao no longer hesitated.
The Taoist priest's words did make some sense.
Although he didn't know if Yin Ming would be truly happy after accomplishing this, he was determined to do it as long as there was even the slightest possibility.
If this method doesn't work, we can just think of another one.
Moreover, Lingyao also really wanted the whole world to know that Yin Ming belonged to him alone.
...
My thoughts returned.
Lingyao gently nibbled on Yin Ming's earlobe. Although he had already instructed the Grand Elder to begin preparations for the marriage, he felt it was time to ask Yin Ming's opinion on the matter.
His Yin Ming seems to get shy easily in front of many people, so letting him know in advance will allow him to be mentally prepared.
"Yin Ming, will you marry me?"
Yin Ming was so dizzy from his kisses that he didn't hear what he said at all. "...Wh-what?"
Seeing his innocent and naive appearance, Lingyao felt a strong urge to devour him whole.
Startled by her own thoughts, Lingyao stiffened and forced herself to calm down, placing her hands on either side of Yin Ming to create some distance between them.
"I want to give you a proper status...and marry me, okay?"
Yin Ming opened his hazy eyes. Although the outline was somewhat blurry in the darkness, the burning gaze was hard to ignore.
It was obvious that Lingyao was staring intently at him, waiting for his reply.
But... getting married? Yin Ming had never really thought about that.
It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that I feel it's unnecessary.
What do other people's opinions matter to them? As long as they're happy, that's all that matters.
Besides, how exactly should two men get married? Who should wear the groom's suit and who should wear the bride's suit? Or should they both wear the groom's suit?
No matter which option you choose, the visuals just look weird.
“Ah Yao…” Yin Ming hesitated for a long time before speaking with some hesitation.
Before Yin Ming could continue speaking, a soft gasp was heard from the darkness, followed by Ling Yao's slightly choked voice.
"Yin Ming is unwilling to give me a formal status?"
Yin Ming: ...Huh?
Wasn't Lingyao just now trying to give him a title? How come it suddenly turns into Yinming refusing to give him a title?
Why did the topic change so quickly, so quickly that Yin Ming went from being proposed to to... well... a heartless man?
"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just..."
Before Yin Ming could explain, Ling Yao reached out and covered his mouth.
"I understand, Yin Ming, you don't need to say anything more... Don't worry, I... won't mention this again in the future..."
After saying that, Lingyao tucked the blankets around Yinming, lay down beside him, and then remained quiet without making any further movements, as if he had fallen asleep.
Yin Ming stared silently at the dark ceiling above him.
Although he knew that Lingyao's combination of punches was most likely an act, he really couldn't bear to see him look so aggrieved.
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say." Yin Ming resignedly pulled him back into the quilt.
Let it be, as long as it makes him quiet down.
This guy even deliberately lay in a spot where the blanket couldn't cover him, just because he was sure Yin Ming would soften his heart. Seriously, 6...
"Yin Ming is so good to me."
After being pulled back into the quilt, Lingyao leaned against Yinming, cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him on the lips.
His tone was full of laughter, and there was no trace of the low mood he had just been in.
Yin Ming sighed. He was truly impressed that the guy couldn't even keep up the act for long.
"Go to sleep." Yin Ming patted Ling Yao's back, then closed his eyes.
After all that commotion, I'm actually a bit tired.
As for marriage, since he had agreed, Yin Ming naturally wouldn't go back on his word.
As for the details... let's discuss them slowly after we wake up.
Anyway, they have plenty of time.
Lingyao lowered his eyes and gazed quietly at Yin Ming's face. He had only wanted to tease Yin Ming.
The marriage was originally intended to make Yin Ming happy, but unexpectedly, it ended up with Yin Ming trying to coax him.
It seems that Yin Ming will always do whatever he wants.
If that's the case, why should he guess and wait for Yin Ming to reveal his true feelings? He could just ask directly.
"Yin Ming seems a bit unhappy lately? Could you tell me why?"
"Hmm...it's nothing really." Yin Ming opened his eyes slightly and turned his head to look at Ling Yao, who was half-embracing him.
Suddenly, he remembered that Lingyao rarely asked him anything on his own initiative, and his brief reply now seemed somewhat perfunctory.
What troubled him wasn't anything embarrassing to talk about, Yin Ming thought for a moment and then added:
"It's just... seeing that you, Liuying, and Elder Mo have all advanced to the tenth realm, while I'm only at the initial stage of the ninth realm, I'm a little bit discouraged..."
After speaking, Yin Ming was still wondering if Ling Yao would tease him.
Unexpectedly, Lingyao simply chuckled softly, "So that's how it is."
"But Yin Ming, don't forget that my cultivation level is the result of nine lifetimes of accumulation, while Liu Ying and Elder Mo are of unknown age. It's unfair for Yin Ming to compare himself to us."
“If we really want to compare, we should wait until Yin Ming reaches our age… And I believe that by then, Yin Ming’s cultivation will be no worse than ours, and he might even reach the tenth realm faster than us.”
"……Um."
Yin Ming snuggled closer to Ling Yao, admitting that he was indeed comforted by Ling Yao's words.
Alright then, let's leave this unhappiness behind. Starting tomorrow, he'll still be shining brightly.
For some reason, this action touched Ling Yao's heartstrings, and Yin Ming was pushed down and lay flat again, and a tingling sensation quickly came from his neck.
After Yin Ming got used to it, he didn't react much.
Even when Lingyao grabbed his legs, Yin Ming remained calm.
It's just that the skin on the inner thighs gets chafed and red.
It's nothing, just bear with it, you'll be able to sleep in an hour.
At this moment, Lingyao took out several porcelain bottles filled with a mysterious liquid from his spatial ring—
I remember that after he gave the Taoist priest a bag of jade as payment, the Taoist priest handed him these porcelain bottles with shining eyes.
"These things will make your wedding night even more joyful, young master and your wife..."
Seemingly feeling that this return gift was not enough, the Taoist priest pondered for a moment, then took out a book titled "One Hundred and Eight Secret Techniques" from his robes and handed it to Lingyao as well...
Lingyao gently shook his head to clear his mind and focus on the task at hand.
It's his fault; how could he be distracted at a time like this?
Now that the wedding is on the agenda, if these things can make Yin Ming happy, then using them a few days early shouldn't be a big deal...
Completely unaware of the danger that was about to strike, Yin Ming tried to escape after a sensitive area of his body was touched... but it was too late.
Amidst low, suppressed breathing.
This night is destined to be exceptionally long.
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