surprise
Outside the sacred altar, clouds and mist swirled, and the glow of the setting sun cast a hazy light. The immense power of the barrier rippled outwards like an invisible tide, carrying an ancient and majestic aura.
Qi Yuan followed behind Jiu Che with her head bowed and eyes lowered. She seemed to be overwhelmed by the holy scene, but in reality, all her attention was focused on the slightly trembling wooden bracelet in her sleeve. Her divine sense, like the most cunning venomous snake, carefully avoided the core restriction and wrapped itself around certain secondary nodes of the barrier's energy flow under the cover of the wooden bracelet.
She is "anchoring".
This is an extremely secretive demonic technique. It doesn't directly destroy the barrier, but rather leaves subtle "coordinates" that resonate with the user's own demonic energy without disturbing the barrier. When she actually tries to seize the "Tracing Shadow Glass Heart," these "anchor points" will be able to temporarily distort the local barrier, buying her a precious moment.
The process was extremely dangerous; any slight emotional fluctuation could be detected by the barrier. Qi Yuan held her breath and focused intently, her fingertips rapidly forming hand seals within her sleeve, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, which she quietly evaporated.
Just as she finished imprinting the last "anchor point" and her mind relaxed slightly.
Jiu Che, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped.
He turned to face her. Behind him, the swirling rainbow of light illuminated his snow-white robes and exquisite features, making him appear like a deity. He looked at her, his clear eyes, bathed in the holy light, were breathtakingly pure, yet brimming with a deep and passionate emotion that Qi Yuan had never seen before.
A vast expanse of divine power and solemn silence enveloped him. He stood before the sacred ground, at the heart of his race's faith, his voice clear and slow, yet carrying an undeniable solemnity, breaking the silence:
"Seven kites,"
Let's get married.
"..."
boom--!
Qi Yuan felt as if something had exploded in her mind! The power of the incantation in her sleeve, which had not yet fully subsided, suddenly stopped, and the backlash made her throat taste sweet, almost making her vomit blood! She forcibly suppressed it, stared wide-eyed at the serious-looking boy in front of her in disbelief.
marry?
What was he saying? In front of the Fox Clan's sacred ground, right after she had laid out her plan to steal the treasure of another clan, he proposed to her...?
Absurd! Ridiculous! Ironic!
All her scheming and machinations seemed so filthy and wretched in the face of this pure and solemn vow! A tremendous sense of absurdity, almost tearing her apart, swept over her. She wanted to laugh, and she wanted to cry.
She opened her mouth, but found her throat gripped by an invisible hand, unable to utter a sound. What could she say? Refuse? With what reason? Agree? That would be a cruel joke leading to hell!
Her silence and the undisguised shock and...panic on her face, however, appeared to Jiu Che as a stunned expression of overwhelming joy. He stepped forward, gently taking her icy hand in his, his gaze tender yet resolute, carrying a sacrificial sincerity:
"I know, this is very sudden."
“But just now, standing here, looking at you,” he glanced back at the sacred altar, then looked deeply into her eyes, “I suddenly became absolutely certain.”
"I wish to become your Daoist partner, for all eternity, never to be separated."
His words were like the warmest spring water, yet they carried a heat that burned the soul. Qi Yuan felt his hand tremble slightly in his palm. Lifetimes upon lifetimes? Never to be separated? Did he know to whom he was making such a vow? To a demon from the abyss, his hands stained with blood? To a liar who plotted to destroy everything he had?
Seeing her still pale face and flickering eyes, Jiu Che assumed she was still uneasy. He tightened his grip on her hand, his tone reassuring and reassuring: "Don't be afraid. I will take care of all the rules, etiquette, and pressure from the clan. You just need to... nod."
He attributed all her unusual reactions to the disparity in their social status and this sudden happiness.
Qi Yuan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the turbulent emotions churning in her chest. When she opened them again, only an almost ethereal calm remained in her eyes, along with a feigned, tearful expression of emotion.
She gently gripped his hand in return, but her fingertips were icy cold.
“…Okay.” A soft, almost inaudible syllable escaped from her lips.
That's enough.
A dazzling light, like stars, instantly shone in Jiu Che's eyes; the pure joy was so intense it stung her eyes. He couldn't help but pull her into his arms, tightly, as if embracing the whole world.
Qi Yuan leaned against his warm shoulder, gazing blankly at the altar bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
marry?
OK.
So, at the wedding, I will use the loss of your fox clan's most precious treasure as my gift to you...
Wedding Gift
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