Yin Ming didn't know how long this illusion would last. Perhaps as long as Ling Yao didn't awaken his will, this illusion would continue to develop according to the current timeline.
However, Yin Ming felt that he was overthinking it. After all, the man in white was still watching them closely, so how could they be allowed to have an easy time?
Oh no, they're not having an easy time either. It should be said that the man in white orchestrated this whole thing; how could he not cause trouble?
They're probably just lying low, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Given the scarcity of clues revealed by the man in white, Yin Ming had no idea what he was planning and could only passively react to each move as it came.
Before I knew it, half a month had passed. I wondered if time in the illusion passed at the same rate as in the real world.
However, this detail reveals that the man in white has an unexpectedly good patience, and he may be more troublesome than Yin Ming imagined.
Of course, his strength alone was enough to crush Yin Ming and the other two.
But he seemed to have some reservations and did not choose to take direct action.
Or perhaps there wasn't much of a reason behind it; he simply felt that Yin Ming and the other man couldn't escape his grasp, so he played a cat-and-mouse game with great interest.
They watch them struggle in suffering and use them as tools for amusement.
At first glance, this behavior seems quite perverse, but a world where strength reigns supreme has always been this cruel—
In a situation where one is at the mercy of others, though unwilling, one can only submit to being manipulated.
Since he was powerless to resist, Yin Ming wouldn't dwell on it too much. If all else failed, he would simply die on the spot, so at least he wouldn't suffer too much inhumane torture.
Since the white-clad man's target is him, he might let Ling Yao go once Ling Yao dies.
Strangely enough, whenever Yin Ming thought of the man in white, his head would feel dizzy and he would experience a tearing pain, as if something was about to burst out of its shell.
No matter how hard Yin Ming tried to think, he couldn't grasp any ideas and had to give up in the end.
However, it was thanks to the man in white that Yin Ming was able to perceive Ling Yao's inner world so directly—
Some people are used to keeping their emotions to themselves and not easily expressing them in front of others, but they will vent them to the fullest in private.
Lingyao is clearly that kind of person.
At least Lingyao had never shown such drastic emotional fluctuations in front of Yin Ming before.
Yes, Lingyao's emotions have been unstable over the past two weeks.
Sometimes he would gesture for Yin Ming to sit on the stone bench, then sit down opposite him, and quietly rest his chin on his hand, gazing at him.
Sometimes she would talk to herself, expressing her longing and concern for Yin Ming.
Sometimes he would sweep all the porcelain off the stone table and hysterically question them.
"Why were you so foolish? Why did you eat that Rejuvenation Pill?!"
Why did you say those things to provoke and hurt me?!
"Do you know how painful it is to have your skin peeled off and bones torn apart? But what's even more painful is that all these tortures were inflicted by you... How could you be so heartless?! Do you really have no feelings for me whatsoever, no pity whatsoever?!"
"The Grand Elder said you had your reasons and asked me to forgive your mistake. But if you have your reasons, then tell me yourself! Why should the Grand Elder explain your mistakes on your behalf? I want you to tell me yourself! Tell me!"
"Why did you leave without a single explanation?! Why did you die without my permission?! You haven't even paid the price yet, how can you die so easily!"
...
But whenever he accused Yin Ming of these evil deeds, he never uttered the name 'Yin Ming'—even though he always included that name in every sentence he said before.
Perhaps... he was afraid of tarnishing the beautiful image that the name held in his heart.
No matter how heavy or tricky the questions were, or how harsh the insults were, Yin Ming didn't need to explain anything; he could find his own explanation.
"The side effects of the Rejuvenation Pill must be painful, right? I'm sorry, I've caused you this undeserved misfortune..."
"The Grand Elder is right... those words couldn't possibly be what you truly felt. You only said them on purpose to incite more resentment in me..."
"You're very sad too, aren't you? It was the elders who forced you, not your own choice..."
"I know what your difficulties are. You did all that for me, didn't you..."
At these moments, Yin Ming would smile faintly, silently thinking to himself, "How foolish."
Forgiving someone who has wronged you so easily—isn't that just foolish?
And whenever Lingyao sees him smile, he will also smile foolishly.
"Those are all in the past. From now on... we will never be apart."
He said this, having compromised with his own heart.
...
See... I told you he was an idiot.
Yin Ming suddenly realized something—after they met again in the God Clan, Yin Ming asked Ling Yao if he had anything to say to him, and Ling Yao just shook his head at the time.
Yin Ming found it quite strange at the time.
Looking back now, it turns out that beneath the calm exterior of their reunion lay a past of utter despair and breakdown.
He had already said everything he wanted to say in these recurring dreams, so when he saw Yin Ming again, he only cared about cherishing every moment he could see him...
That's so stupid.
The phantom he dreamed of wasn't the real Yin Ming, so there was no point in saying anything to the phantom; the real Yin Ming wouldn't know anyway.
Luckily, I overheard it by chance, otherwise...
Yin Ming's gaze softened.
Otherwise, I really wouldn't have known he was so stupid.
Yin Ming stood up from the stone bench, walked to Ling Yao's side amidst his slightly bewildered gaze, and bent down to gently hug him.
He will cherish this fool.
Even if it turns to ashes.
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