[Urban] The True Colors of a Lustful Woman (Complete) - 16-18

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Nightmare (Completed)
Seeing Nan Kujin completely lose her usual composure beneath him, Luo Yehua smiled. He hooked a stray strand of Nan Kujin's hair with his finger, gently kissed it, and teased with a smile, "So fragrant... I wonder if your body is this sweet too..." Hearing this, Nan Kujin's pupils constricted sharply, her body trembling violently. She knew this was bound to happen sooner or later, but her heart had never felt such fear. "No... don't..." Nan Kujin was now completely like an ordinary woman without resistance; her resistance was easily dissolved by Luo Yehua. She shook her head, desperately trying to avoid Luo Yehua's kiss, but this only made his kisses fall even more frantically. A tear slid down her cheek. Why! Why!

With a hiss, Nan Kujin's clothes were mercilessly torn to shreds. Nan Kujin's eyes were empty; she had long since given up resisting. Her fair body was exposed to the air, appearing exceptionally alluring against the backdrop of the surrounding flower petals' vibrant red.

Luo Yehua gazed intently at the beautiful body, watching it tremble slightly in the cool air. He carefully reached out, gently stroking the alabaster skin, savoring its exquisitely alluring feel. Looking at Nan Kujin, he sighed softly, "Finally, you'll be mine..." He leaned down, opening his mouth to take the cherry-red nipple into his mouth, his other hand gently kneading her breasts, shaping them into various tempting forms. Seeing Nan Kujin's lack of reaction, Luo Yehua, somewhat dissatisfied, retaliated by biting her breast. Finally, he saw Nan Kujin's body jolt violently, tears welling in her lifeless eyes.

"Baby, you're so sensitive..." he chuckled softly, burying his face in Nan Kujin's neck, nuzzling her. Gently, softly, almost too close. His voice was low and husky as his fingers traced Nan Kujin's hairline, then moved to her alluring collarbone, warm and smooth. His nose brushed against her pointed chin. He wasn't in a hurry; time... was still long...

Nan Kujin obediently let Luo Yehua do as he pleased, her consciousness slowly drifting away from her. At that moment, she felt a deep hatred. Why? Why was fate so cruel to her? Was it because she had been too happy before? She missed the past, the simple, happy life...

In that instant, the setting sun was like blood. She looked through the gaps in her eyelashes, at the halo of sunlight reflecting off the twilight... it was a deep, bloody color... At that moment, she understood that she had already fallen into hell, but she didn't know if she could ever return to heaven, she didn't know when this kind of life would end.

A sharp pain shot from her lower body straight to her brain. Nan Kujin bit her lower lip tightly; it was a pain that penetrated her very soul. She watched Luo Yehua thrusting passionately into her, letting out low growls. Besides pain, pain, pain, she felt nothing.

She felt Luo Yehua lift her lower body, she felt Luo Yehua frantically penetrating her, and finally, her consciousness plunged into darkness…

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Not far above the Underworld, under the control of the Four Gods, the City of Rosemary had used its spiritual power to move to a position not far from the Underworld. In the secret chamber of the City of Rosemary, nine figures sat quietly around a round table, the atmosphere terrifyingly oppressive.

Lin Jinnian was the first to lose his temper, standing up abruptly and angrily growling, “Why is this happening? Why? Is there no other way?” Hearing this, Bai Shang angrily crushed the celadon teacup in his hand, gritting his teeth in silence. His face was sinister. Qingyan was in no better shape; her beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes filled with madness and intense hatred. Mu Qi's eyes were more sinister than ever before, and a murderous aura seemed to emanate from him, lingering for a long time…

Lan Qin leaned weakly against Luo Wei, murmuring with deep remorse, “It’s all because of me. Otherwise, Master wouldn’t have fallen into such a predicament… What to do? What to do?” Seeing Lan Qin like that, Xue Nan Sangka couldn’t bear it and comforted her, “It’s not your fault. We were also at fault… If we had been stronger, Master wouldn’t have fallen into his clutches…”

Just as everyone was arguing, Bai Shang’s soul blade trembled violently. As the white mist spread rapidly, the ghost eagerly emerged.

“Hey hey hey~ everyone~ why didn’t you think of me? I’m from the Underworld, after all! I know that Luo Yehua very well!” With that, the ghost happily did a somersault in the air, seemingly very excited that it could finally be put to use.

Upon hearing this, Nilo's heart tightened with anxiety: "Then tell me quickly..."

The ghost smiled mysteriously and slowly said, "Actually, I didn't say that. In the Underworld, I also have a huge army..."

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"What exactly happened?"

In a room of a newly built small pavilion deep in the sea of flowers, red gauze curtains hung down, vaguely revealing a large and luxurious bed in the center. Sitting at the head of the bed was a man, none other than Luo Yehua.
Three people knelt trembling at his feet, kowtowing incessantly.

Slightly anxious, he suppressed his barely concealed anger and asked again, "What happened?"

The kneeling man trembled even more violently upon hearing this, answering haltingly, "Your subordinate is incompetent... Miss Ming... suffered too much trauma and was tormented by a nightmare, so... her soul was forcibly split into two, and the newly emerged personality is forever immersed in memories of the past... and her truly lucid moments will become increasingly shorter, unless she overcomes her inner demons and dares to face reality..."

"Enough! A bunch of useless fools!" Luo Yehua's heart trembled upon hearing this, and angered by the incompetence of these men, he crushed the teacup in his hand to pieces. Blood trickled down between his fingers, strikingly visible.

"My lord!"

"Get out!"

"My lord! Your hand..."

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Watching the group run out of the room coldly, Luo Yehua turned to look quietly at Mingxi, who remained unconscious on the bed. His expression softened considerably. He gently stroked her delicate features, murmuring, "Are you really that heartless? Is this your punishment for me? Xixi... I really can't let go... really! What soul splitting, I don't care, I will make you stay obediently by my side, never to escape! You are mine... mine..." He

leaned down and deeply kissed Nan Kujin's cherry lips, embracing her alluring body tightly. The scenes from the afternoon were still vivid in his mind. A surge of heat rushed from his lower body to his head. Luo Yehua pursed his lips, secretly telling himself to wait until Nan Kujin woke up. A slight smile played on his lips as he gently closed his eyes.

The Secret of the Past Life (Part 2)
It was a vibrant sea of flowers, the endless red interspersed with black shadows, a harmonious blend. A gentle breeze carried the scent of newly fallen petals, their delicate fragrance wafting through the air. Amidst the falling blossoms stood a figure, her pure white dress a stark contrast to the eerie red. Her ethereal presence made one fear that the white robes might vanish at any moment, transforming into a wisp of wind.

Soft, dark hair gently veiled her face, studded with scattered, beautiful petals, like the illusion of large jewels. A slender, pale hand ran through the silken strands of hair, caressing her tightly pursed lips. Then, a figure in a red brocade robe darted forward, appearing before the white-clad woman, and leaned down to kiss those alluring lips.

"Xi Xi, you are mine!"

With this murmur, Nan Ku Jin's previously struggling body froze. She allowed the newcomer to embrace her and kiss her. Her eyes were calm, like a frozen lake, undisturbed. Beneath this red shadow, she passively accepted it, closing her thick, long, butterfly-like wings.

If she could use herself to protect the entire Rosemary City forever, allowing Sister Lan and the others to live well, and ensuring those five people... lived

well and were no longer harmed, then what did it matter if her body was imprisoned and her soul destroyed? She had died once before; death was not frightening to her.

She was willing.

However, she wanted to see those five people one more time, to etch their faces deeply into her blood once more, never to be separated again.

A sudden pain on her lips made her open her eyes abruptly, only to see Luo Yehua looking at her with reproach, a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Don't think about other people at a time like this! You can only have eyes for me! Do you hear me!" Her fingertips dug deeply into her clothes with force. She looked up, a mocking smile curving her lips, and said, "Do I have the ability to say 'no'?"

Hearing this, Luo Yehua's eyes gradually deepened, the heavy blackness chilling. Nan Kujin watched him silently until Luo Yehua coldly snorted, forcefully pinched her chin, and chuckled, "Yes, you have no right. Now, you are mine. No one else can touch you!" Her chin felt like it was being crushed, burning with pain. Nan Kujin frowned slightly, a small movement that Luo Yehua caught completely. She hurriedly released his grip in a panic, and Luo Yehua leaned down to tenderly kiss the pink mark, repeatedly whispering, "I'm sorry, Xixi, I'm sorry... I don't want you to think about them, it makes me feel better... really..." In

that instant, Nan Kujin's heart trembled slightly. If she remembered correctly, he seemed to have endured countless cycles of reincarnation for her past life. He had sacrificed everything to gain a heart capable of love. But now, what had he gained in return? A self that had lost its heart again, a self that could never love him. She felt

a pang of sadness. A dull ache filled her chest, making it hard to breathe. She nestled in his arms, listening to the pounding of his heart, a flicker of sorrow in her eyes. She knew it was the empty echo of a heart already riddled with wounds; his suffering was beyond anyone's comprehension. Unless you tried it yourself…

After a long, long time, she asked him softly, “You said you would tell me about my past life. Now, is it possible?” She looked up at him, her clear eyes devoid of any emotion.

Luo Yehua embraced her, smiled, and then suddenly pulled her delicate body down into the sea of vibrant red flowers. Nan Kujin didn't have time to cry out; their intimate posture abruptly silenced her. Luo Yehua pressed down on her, burying his face in the crook of her neck, feeling a warm, moist sensation. Faced with this situation, even the usually composed Nan Kujin felt a little flustered. She nudged Luo Yehua and said nervously, "Get...up!"

Luo Yehua, however, didn't move, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Just for a moment, okay?" That voice made Nan Kujin fall silent once again. She acquiesced.

Feeling Luo Yehua tighten his embrace, Nan Kujin heard him say, "That year, I saw you unexpectedly. At that time, surrounded by the four gods, you descended from the sky to the mortal realm. Even though you were only wearing a simple white dress, I truly saw a breathtaking beauty in you. You were like the sun in the sky, something I could only admire from afar, something I could never touch. The feeling then, the heartbeat then, I still can't forget. I watched you from the shadows, watching you gently step into the world, watching everything you created with a detached indifference. Your expression always carried an aloofness that kept everyone at arm's length, yet it made me increasingly unable to extricate myself. When I possessed power stronger than the four gods, I thought you would notice me, but unexpectedly, you remained unaware that such a person existed in the world. Soon after, those demonic beings wreaked havoc on the mortal realm, and you descended to the mortal world again. It was then that I became entangled with you."

His voice was low, lost in deep memories. He raised his head, looking at Nan Kujin, a smile playing on his lips. He whispered in her ear, chuckling, his voice filled with an overwhelming sense of happiness: "I helped you vanquish countless demons and monsters, and together we divided this continent into three great parts. During that time, I was happy every single day, so blissful, because I could be by your side. But after it was all over, you had to leave. I wanted to follow you, but you cruelly imprisoned me in the mortal realm for a hundred years. At that time, I missed you so much that one night I broke free and came to the heavens. When I found you, when I saw your eyes, I knew with a heavy heart—you had forgotten me. The four gods tried to capture me, but I prevailed. I thought you would be surprised, but you just frowned and looked at me silently. Later I learned that you had no heart, you didn't understand love. By chance, I found a way from the underworld, and I…" I made a deal with Yama, the King of Hell. I traded endless reincarnation for a heart that would love me. Endless reincarnation is so lonely. When I calculated that you had already been reincarnated, I couldn't wait any longer and forcibly escaped, creating my own realm here. Then, I quietly waited for you. In my boredom, Bai Shang came into being. He was originally a strange red spider lily, blooming with dazzling gold. I was bored at the time, so I watered it with my own blood every day. Over time, it gained flesh, a soul, and consciousness. When I lost interest in him, I sent someone to throw him into the human realm. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he has replaced me, standing beside you. His voice carried a faint resentment. He touched the lightning-like red mark on his face, and gradually, the red faded, revealing a golden red spider lily before Nan Ku Jin's eyes. That one was even more dazzling, even more breathtaking, than Bai Shang's.

Satisfied with Nan Kujin's shocked expression, he lowered his head and looked at her earnestly: "Is it because of this flower? Is it because of it that you chose Bai Shang, right? I have one too, choose me, okay?" He then revealed a childlike, sorrowful expression, which sent a jolt through Nan Kujin's heart. Was this the same arrogant man? Why did he have such an expression?

When she came to her senses, Nan Kujin pushed him away abruptly, breathing heavily, and said, "No! It's not because of this! You are you, and he is him! I love his personality, his appearance, his behavior, his mannerisms, everything about him! It's not something that can be decided because of a broken flower!" She shouted hysterically, and when she calmed down, she felt a tear slide down her cheek. It dripped onto the back of her hand, cool to the touch.

But… it's all over… everything is different now…

her face… is a stranger's face… she has lost her heart, leaving only memories and longing within her body.

Luo Yehua looked at her, his expression gradually darkening. Clutching the flowers beside him tightly, he pursed his lips, and after a long while, he said bitterly, "Am I really that inferior to him? Do you even know how I feel?!"

At that moment... time stood still... only their low breathing remained.

Luo Yehua broke the silence first, pounced on Nan Kujin, and said fiercely, "Since that's the case, I'll make you truly mine now! Your heart... will be mine sooner or later!!!!"

Seeing Nan Kujin's wide-open eyes in terror, he lightly brushed his fingertips across her cheek, a smirk on his lips, looking determined...

Undead Assassin (Part 1)
The
cold night rain drifts, turning and turning, the cold quilt is not warm, the heart is cold and desolate. Raindrops fall on the Rain Flower Terrace, tears of rain, clear wine fills the cup.
In February, I am left to face the world's rights and wrongs, the bitterness of longing, whose tears are these? Startled awake at midnight, asleep at dawn, the wind and rain are tasteless.

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When they returned to the entrance to the underworld, everything had changed, leaving a bitter taste in their mouths. Xue Nansang felt a pang of bitterness. If only she had been stronger back then, perhaps she wouldn't have fallen into Luo Yehua's hands. Glancing at the four men behind her, whose faces were equally somber and filled with mixed emotions, she knew they weren't much better off than she was. The ones they loved didn't acknowledge them, and the ones they loved treated them coldly. They stood so close, yet it felt like a thousand mountains and rivers separated them, unable to touch each other, unable to hold each other in their arms. This kind of pain must have been unbearable for them.

With a sigh, Xue Nansang turned to the enthusiastic ghost uncle in front of her and coughed lightly, "Last time we came here, we couldn't enter the underworld at all. We were able to enter because of Luo Yehua. What should we do today?" As

soon as she finished speaking, all eyes turned to Bai Shang's ghost, a flicker of hope dancing in their eyes. The ghost chuckled, "Isn't that easy? I was once a powerful figure in the Underworld, how could I not handle such a small matter?" With that, it floated cheerfully to the barrier, its expression hardening. It drew a strange hand seal in the air with its right hand, and with a deafening roar, a blue barrier appeared in the void. The ghost didn't stop there; it gradually increased pressure with one hand while forcefully tearing through the barrier with the other. With a ripping sound, the barrier vanished completely.

"Alright, let's go in! It's time to see old friends!" The ghost smiled slightly, its eyes narrowing as if recalling an interesting memory. Humming a little tune, it led the way into the barrier.

Xue Nan Sang and the others, having followed the ghost into the barrier, were involuntarily stunned by what they saw. This was…it looked like the outskirts of the city! Without the mandala flower sea from last time, where was this?

Nilu looked around and murmured, "I can't see any difference from the human world. Where...where is this?" Indeed, all they could see were lush, verdant trees, and they were standing under a large tree near the main road. Lin Jinnian was also curious about everything before him, but thinking of Nan Kujin's suffering, he urged the ghost, "Uncle Ghost, shouldn't we hurry up?"

The ghost glared at Lin Jinnian rudely, his face saying, "Do you even need to tell me?" Suddenly, Qingyan and the others stared at the ghost in astonishment, speechless for a long time. Xue Nansang followed their gaze and discovered an astonishing scene!

The ghost, originally a white, smoky form, was gradually solidifying. Face, body, arms, legs—little by little, they appeared before them. The ghost seemed to sense the changes in its body, lowered its head, and smiled softly.

"What? You're all stunned? Then you'll be terrified when you get to the Ghost Capital! I'm not human anyway, so of course my body will show up in my own country~~~" The ghost pinched its skin nostalgically and chuckled, "Alright, let's go. Actually, it's not much different from the human world. Just don't eat random things. Ghosts can eat those things, but you humans can't even move around in them! Now you know why I told you to bring rations! Alright, let's go!"

With that, it took the lead and stepped onto the main road, waving to Xue Nansang and the others, signaling them to hurry up and follow.

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Wandering through Kunming, a warm guest sat beside me, a refined classmate speaking in Pu'er dialect.
We exchanged a few words, seemingly unrelated, about each other's feelings. Occasionally, someone would offer
help with needlework, then ask a woman crossing the bridge about her embroidery. Whom would she wish to marry
? A sigh escaped from the green table and chairs. A transfer order came.
By the lake in Kunming, I picked half a pear.
Spring was about to awaken in winter. I moved the view outside the window. The mute sparrow still wanted to sing a song of love. Turning around in Kunming, the lake water turned into tears . I wanted to send my heart to spring, to warm it once more . The willow catkins I had hidden last year were now precious . Taking advantage of a moment of unease, I melted the ice into tears . A melodious song, like a clear spring flowing, was lively and pure, carrying its unique sweetness, lightly drifting from the flowers. A woman in red ran back and forth among the flowers, sometimes bending down to gently smell their delicate fragrance, a smile playing on her lips. Her slender fingers caressed the deep green stems, and with a slight effort, a flower was transferred to her hand.) "Xixi!" Hearing the voice, the person in the flower bushes looked up, her smiling eyes meeting the newcomer's, and called out in a clear voice, "Hua!" The smile on her face gradually deepened. She held a bouquet of flowers in one hand, lifted her skirt with the other, and skipped out of the flower bushes. Like presenting a treasure, she offered the flowers in her hand to Luo Yehua, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Hua, does it smell good? Is it pretty?" Luo Yehua seemed to sense her happiness, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. "Yes!" She nodded slightly and reached out to take the bouquet. But to his surprise, Nan Kujin had already snatched the flowers back before him, pouting, "Hua, these aren't for you! They're for Mu Qi! For Brother Mu! Oh! I almost forgot, Ni Luo is asking me to go up the mountain to gather herbs this afternoon. There are so many good things in Tianshan! Hua, are you going this afternoon?" Luo Yehua's face darkened when he heard the flowers weren't for him. Looking at her innocent smile, he said resentfully, "No!" "Oh... what a pity... Yan Yan and Bai Bai are going this afternoon..." Luo Yehua glanced at the flowers in Nan Kujin's hand, his eyes filled with hatred, resentment, and intense jealousy. Why, why wouldn't she give him a chance! The current her was the new her, completely immersed in the past, even regarding the Underworld as the Tianshan she once lived in! Every time he heard her speak well of those people, he wanted to kill them immediately! Xi Xi was his, and he wouldn't let anyone take her away! Clenching his fists, he chuckled self-deprecatingly. This was probably Xixi's punishment for him! To make him understand how much she loved those people, to make him understand how happy and wonderful her life with them was, while he would forever remain an outsider! But he wasn't the kind of person to give up easily, especially not after a thousand years of unrequited love and longing. As long as she didn't leave him, he would use the River of Oblivion to make sure she could never leave him again! Watching Nan Kujin hum a tune and walk away, he made a silent vow. ==========================================================================

"Are you sure? Are you sure?!" Lin Jinnian stared at the old man in disbelief, almost shouting in anger. He actually made them steal! The reason—they had no money for lodging, food, or bathing…

Lin Jinnian, being a wealthy young master, had never even considered stealing… and he was too ashamed to do such a thing. Bai Shang, being a palace master, had never even considered it. Qing Yan was so naive; she had no idea how to steal, and although she was skilled in martial arts, she would most likely get caught… Xue Nansang, having lived in the Snow Region for years and being an ancient divine beast, couldn't possibly know how to do such a thing. Suddenly, all eyes were on Ni Luo.

Ni Luo's face turned pale and then stunned. Although he had traveled the martial world for many years, he had never done anything like this before! Normally, he could earn some extra money by treating people, but in the Underworld, everyone was already dead and cold. Where could he possibly treat anyone?

For a moment, they stared at each other, not knowing what to do. Bai Shang rubbed his temples in distress, pointed his right hand at Uncle Ghost, and said angrily, "You go!"

"Huh? No way, Master? Why..." Someone's face instantly fell...

"Still talking! Who told you not to explain the situation beforehand? Besides, you know the Underworld best, of course you go!" Ni Luo egged him on from the side...

Uncle Ghost nodded sullenly, his face grim. We admit it, we admit it, okay? We'll go!

Watching Uncle Ghost disappear into the crowd, Xue Nan Sang muttered to himself in confusion, "I wonder if the undead assassins will be useful. Sigh..." Qing Yan's face darkened upon hearing this, "Yes... I hope so... Even if it costs me my life, I will rescue my wife."
Bai Shang and Lin Jin Nian both gripped their swords tightly upon hearing this. Although Mu Qi, Luo Wei, and Kaka were working together to find out where Nan Kujin was being imprisoned by Luo Yehua, he believed that Mu Qi shared the same thought:

sometimes happiness is something you have to defend with your life! Because without you, our world would be a dark and gloomy place...

Undead Warrior (Part 2)
"Is this information reliable? Are you sure?" In the candlelight, Mo Tong's face was somewhat blurry, but his cold tone clearly pierced through the heavy night and echoed in the large study.

“It’s absolutely true. My men have been keeping an eye on Rosemary City, but some time ago, it suddenly vanished from its original location. Soon after, it appeared in the vast, desolate sky above the border of the Three Realms, and three of the Four Gods had already left, their expressions serious, as if something terrible had happened.”

After listening to his account, Mo Tong nodded, a glint of light flashing in his dark eyes, and a smile played on his lips. “Is that so? Then, shouldn’t I take this opportunity to attack the Human Realm? Without their obstruction, things will be much easier.” "By the way, have you prepared what I asked you to prepare? Lately, I've been incredibly lucky! Not only did I find the way to break the curse preventing demons from entering the human realm, but something's happened in Rosemary City. It's time to seize this opportunity and make a big splash!"

His slender fingers lightly tapped the table, his long eyelashes drooping, and a slight smile played on his lips. It was as if those exhilarating words hadn't come from him at all. In that short time, his eyes were devoid of any emotion. His expression suggested that the world was a plaything in his hands, and everything was under his control.

Unbeknownst to him, at this moment, Mo Tong was thinking of the woman from that night. Although her appearance and figure had changed, afterwards, he couldn't help but feel that the woman possessed Nan Ku Jin's unique aura. He even thought that the woman might be Nan Ku Jin, who had been missing for many years, and that Qing Yan and the others must have been willing to stay by her side, even becoming her male concubines, for this reason. But this whole thing was too bizarre! He clearly remembered that when he seized the throne, he had interrogated his brother, Nan Kujin, about his whereabouts, and his brother had mockingly told him that Nan Kujin could never exist in this world again. Falling off a cliff, drinking poison with no antidote, blood seeping from every pore, skin rotting away piece by piece—that scene was bloody and heartbreaking. But if that woman was truly Nan Kujin, how could he explain her face and her body? They were completely ruined; even if the Underworld Physician were willing to intervene, there was no way to save her. But how could he explain that familiar feeling?

Shaking his head, he whispered to himself not to overthink; what mattered most was what was before him. Glancing at his kneeling subordinate, he calmly ordered, "Go down. Keep a close watch on Rosemary City. Report to me immediately if anything happens!"

"Yes! Your subordinate obeys!"

Having finished reviewing all the memorials on his desk, Mo Tong bent down, gently blew out the Twin Streams Silver Rain Lamp, and walked out the door.

"We're here!" With Uncle Ghost's words, everyone almost wanted to immediately dismount and cheer. They had ridden for five days straight in the Underworld, practically without sleep, killing countless horses in the process. Finally, they were almost at the legendary Valley of the Dead! Even with Qingyan, Baishang, and the others protected by spiritual energy, such a long journey was taking its toll. Even Xue Nansang looked utterly exhausted.

Uncle Ghost was the first to dismount, tying his horse to a nearby tree. He grinned at the others, saying, "Get down, have a good rest."

Qingyan let out a long sigh. "Uncle, are you even human? How come you don't feel tired?" She glared at Uncle Ghost with a resentful expression before slowly climbing down from her horse.
Everyone knew that Qingyan's personality had changed drastically after Nan Kujin's fall from the cliff, but seeing his adorable expression now, they couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. Sure enough, although his heart was filled with hatred because of Nan Kujin, his nature was ultimately pure and kind, and it wasn't so easily eroded.

Qingyan saw everyone smile gently at him, saying nothing, but the smile flickered in his eyes, as serene as a red-crowned crane gently flying through a snowy night.

Xue Nansang looked at the four men over there, watching the dappled sunlight shine on their profiles, the light reflecting off their skin and clothes intertwining into a bright halo. He could no longer bear it and suddenly spoke, "That..."

His voice trailed off, then he seemed hesitant. Bai Shang and the others suddenly realized he wanted to tell them about Jin'er, and hurriedly asked, "What is it? Is it about Jin'er?"

Xue Nansang hesitated, then gritted his teeth, tapped his slightly pale chin, and a very faint, shimmering light flashed in his icy, taciturn eyes. It was fleeting, as if he was reminiscing about something, remembering something, and gradually, his expression returned to one of lonely indifference. He pursed his lips and slowly said, "I know you're all curious about Master's affairs."

He paused, then raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the four faces. As if making a great decision, he said, "Although I don't know if telling you this is good or bad, and I don't know if she'll blame me, I really don't want to see her suffer. I don't know why I feel this heart-wrenching pain."

Hearing Xue Nansang's words, the four exchanged glances, sighing inwardly for him. Another one who fell in love with Jin'er. Alas, he was destined to suffer as much as they did!

He continued, "That day, we four gods were extremely unsettled, feeling that something was about to happen. The person we cared about most in this world was our master, so we went to Tianshan to find her. But when we found her, what we saw was her lying in blood. So pale, so weak, her skin rotting beyond recognition, her bones almost broken." Sister Lan Qin immediately covered her mouth, letting tears stream down her face. Yes, who would have thought that their master, once so powerful and invincible, so proud of the world, would be so weak and wretched? And the reincarnated master was so innocent. Back then, when we saw her playing and frolicking with you, her eyes filled with undeniable happiness, we were truly happy for our queen. But who would have thought that the Demon Realm... "Could those people be so heartless?"

Clenching his fists, Xue Nansang suppressed his trembling and tried his best to suppress his anger. He said bitterly, "We examined Master's body and found that Master severed his own heart meridian and dug out his own heart while he was still alive! We all know that Master once made a love spell with a man, but none of us expected that Master would go so far as to dig out his own heart and kill the Gu worms while he was still alive, rather than let him be harmed in the slightest. Now you know how much Master loves you, right?"

Upon hearing this, the scene involuntarily flashed through everyone's minds. It was so vivid, so vivid... Jin'er must have been in so much pain at that time, but she must have stubbornly made herself smile. Thinking of this, everyone felt as if they were being choked, and their hearts ached as if they were being stabbed.

Seeing the regret and remorse on their faces, Xue Nansang sighed and continued, "Later, Sister Lan Qin personally destroyed Master's body and brought her soul to their secluded cultivation place. We used the purest spiritual energy of the earth to recreate her body with a golden lotus, mimicking her appearance when she created humanity. However, she subconsciously believed she was doomed, so she sealed her heart. Perhaps it was because thinking of you would cause her unbearable heartache? She was running away. She slept for three whole years. The remnant wing that had merged with her soul remained in her body. As the Yin-Yang Ring absorbed more spiritual energy from heaven and earth, the remnant wing grew stronger. However, her body did not return to its original state. Gradually, it transformed into a strange face that none of us recognized. Although beautiful, it no longer resembled her. No one knows why this happened. Even more astonishingly, there was a faint red mark on her reborn heart, just like there..." It looked as if some sharp weapon had pierced it. Later, the Queen awoke, and she was like a different person. She became taciturn, single-mindedly focused on restoring balance to the Three Realms, ignoring everything else. She created the City of Rosemary, and all of our people moved in. You all know what happened after that.”

Clearly sensing the four men’s surprise, Xue Nansang continued, “Bai Shang, we returned in a sorry state that day, remaining silent about what happened in the Underworld. But I want to tell you, you are not the man rumored to be the one who wanted to destroy the world and reincarnated for a thousand years for your master. That man was Luo Yehua, the one who imprisoned your master by his side. And you, if I’m not mistaken, should be a rare golden Manjusaka flower. Perhaps Luo Yehua fed you his blood, giving you sentience, allowing you to cultivate and attain a physical body. But as for why you are not by his side but appear in the human realm, I’m not entirely sure.” Her

calm tone was no less than a thunderclap, leaving the men pale with shock. Bai Shang swayed unsteadily, his face deathly pale. Looking at Xue Nansang, he softly said, "You mean, I'm like that bastard's son?"

Xue Nansang gently closed his eyes, somewhat reluctantly, and nodded. Bai Shang felt a chill run through him from head to toe, startling Ni Luo Qingyan, who rushed forward to support him, looking at him with concern. Bai Shang's face was ashen, and he muttered to himself, "So, I'm actually like this... like this..."

Qing Yan felt her anger surge upon seeing this and roared, "Bai Shang, don't show that expression! So what if he's your son? He doesn't want you, so you're all alone. Your family is Jin'er, and us! What's wrong with being a demon? Aren't I a demon too?"

Lin Jinnian chimed in, "That's right, Bai Shang, don't be like this, dying... Jin'er will be sad if she sees this..." Bai Shang finally reacted, looked up, stared blankly at them, and muttered to himself, "Family?"

"Yes, we are family." Ni Luo stepped forward and took his hand, "A family forever. Never to be separated, always loving the same person. In the future, don't selfishly monopolize her, okay!" After saying that, she winked playfully and smiled ambiguously.

The two men rolled their eyes at him simultaneously, but Bai Shang reacted. His gaze hardened, as if he understood something. Looking at the three friendly men and the two standing beside him, he raised his hand and covered his left eye. Instantly, a golden mark appeared on his skin, and a vibrant golden spider lily bloomed beneath his left eye. A wicked smile played on Bai Shang's lips as he shoved Nilo in annoyance, "What are you looking at! Let's hurry up and get going!"

But to everyone's surprise, the old ghost shook his head, a hint of amusement in his voice, "It seems unnecessary."

Before anyone could react, the trees in front of them suddenly seemed to come alive, moving and parting on their own. A beautiful valley appeared before them, nothing like a place fit for the undead.

"Making so much noise in front of my valley, it's impossible not to know someone's here. That damn guy, I owed you a favor back then, and now you've finally come to repay it! That way we're even! Hurry up and come in!" An impatient voice came from inside the valley. Lin Jinnian turned to look at Uncle Ghost, and said with a teasing smile, "I remember... someone said this army belonged to him, right?"

"Hehehehe... Can't I even brag a little?" Uncle Ghost lowered his head guiltily, drawing circles on the ground with his feet.

"Tch~ He might have been a little more likely before, but now... tsk tsk, absolutely not!"

"What did you say, you damn guy!"

"Alright, alright, let's go into the valley! If you want to make noise, go inside!"

Undead Warriors (Part 2)
No one could have imagined that they would see such a beautiful scene in this place called "Valley of the Dead." The small courtyard was filled with cherry blossoms, which swayed in the wind, touching the eyes. Beneath the cherry blossom tree, a middle-aged man, dressed in black, his face frighteningly pale, sat with a gentle smile at an artificial stone table, carefully sipping freshly brewed tea. Seeing Bai Shang and the others enter his courtyard, he beckoned them over. Simultaneously, with a wave of his right hand, a chessboard appeared on the stone table.

"Old ghost, you're putting on airs again," Uncle Ghost hurriedly stepped forward, unceremoniously sitting down opposite the middle-aged man, picking up a cup of tea and beginning to savor it.

"Yes, unlike someone who liked to cause trouble everywhere in the underworld, never stopping until he had created a huge uproar. In the end, he was captured by the combined forces of the underworld's experts and sealed inside a sword. He must have suffocated to death, right?"

Listening to the other man recount his past embarrassing incidents, Uncle Ghost scratched his head sheepishly. "That's all in the past, isn't it? Never mind! I really do have something to ask you for help this time."

"Okay, go ahead, what is it? But after I help you this time, we'll be even!"

"I want you to help me save someone, but it will require the use of the undead army. I want to use those undead warriors to save a very important person. She is related to all living beings, and in her previous life, her status was unparalleled." Uncle Ghost's expression suddenly became serious as he spoke to the middle-aged man, enunciating each word clearly.

"A god?" The middle-aged man frowned. "To mobilize an army of undead? Who imprisoned him? That powerful? And why such a large force? If I'm not mistaken, those guys over there are all top-notch fighters, especially that red-haired kid, he should be from the White Wolf clan, right?"

Xue Nan Sang Ruo had previously had some doubts about his abilities, but after these few words, her concerns were completely dispelled. There are very few people in this world who can recognize one's true self. Thinking of this, he respectfully replied, "Yes, senior, I am the White Wolf under the command of the Creator God."

The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow after hearing this. "Oh? Your spiritual power hasn't recovered yet, has it? I don't think your true level is that bad! Those kids next to you might not be as strong as you now, but I guarantee they'll surpass you within a year."

Uncle Ghost looked at his old friend, hesitated slightly, and finally said with a heavy heart, "Actually, the person we're trying to rescue this time is the reincarnation of the Creator God. She's been imprisoned by a man, locked up in the newly risen Underworld Cult."

"Luo Yehua! You, how did you get involved with him! That kid is not easy to deal with! His cultivation is unfathomable, you want to snatch her from him? Aren't you courting death?!" Upon hearing the term "Underworld Cult," the middle-aged man immediately thought of the recently risen organization in the Underworld, and in his excitement, he overturned the teacup in front of him.

"Yes, I've inquired. Ever since he escaped from the Underworld Palace, Yama has been powerless to capture him again. Besides, Yama is a deity; how could ordinary people like us possibly meet him? And we can't possibly find the Underworld Palace anyway!"

"Alright, I promise you, I'll try to rescue that girl. Alas... as expected, her sealed spiritual power hasn't fully recovered yet! Okay, but I'll make it clear beforehand: the undead army will definitely help you rescue her. Moreover, that undead army isn't actually mine; they've been searching for their true master. I'm just temporarily able to use their power."
"That's alright, as long as you can help us, that's enough. We've already mobilized our clan's power, and I believe news will arrive soon. We'll coordinate from within and without, catching them off guard and minimizing our losses. Don't worry, senior."

"Alright, red-haired boy, wait a moment. I'll take some things and then we'll set off. I know the exact location of the Underworld Cult; I'll take you there, after all, time is of the essence." "

Yes! Senior!"

Three days later.

"My lord, it's terrible! The undead army has reached the Devouring Palace, and... for some reason, many of our sect's experts were poisoned a few days ago, and they're all seriously injured..." A subordinate rushed to Luo Yehua, reporting the latest situation.

"Undead army! Good, good indeed! The Four Gods have actually managed to summon the legendary undead army! I underestimated them, but don't they think they underestimate me? Hmph, men, prepare the carriage! Use all the power of the palace, follow me." With that, he angrily flicked his sleeve, his eyes filled with bloodlust, and disappeared.

A moment later, his figure appeared in the back garden, looking at Nan Kujin playing carefree, a hint of warmth gradually appearing in his eyes. "Xixi..."

"Hua! You've come~" As soon as the words left his mouth, Nan Kujin flashed and was already in front of Luo Yehua. A faint fragrance emanated from her, stirring the heart.

"Mmm." Luo Yehua sealed Nan Kujin's cherry lips with his, releasing her only when she was almost out of breath. Watching Nan Kujin lean weakly against him, Luo Yehua smiled contentedly. "Pack your things, we're going on a long trip. I'm worried about you here."

"Really? Okay then, Hua, wait for me! I'll go say goodbye to Qingyan and the others first. Wait for me!"

Watching Nan Kujin run off, Luo Yehua's face gradually darkened. "Want to take her back? Not so easy."

Nan Kujin rummaged through the drawers and cabinets in the small building, finding several bottles of high-quality healing medicine and a few pieces of her own clothing. Suddenly, she discovered a small box she had hastily hidden a few days ago. After a slight hesitation, she stuffed it into her bosom. It was an extremely exquisite wooden box. She didn't know what was inside. Nan Kujin had found it out of boredom in a hidden compartment in Luo Yehua's room, but before she could look at it, Luo Yehua returned, so she hurriedly put it away. She had forgotten about it afterwards. She found it again while packing, and Nan Kujin figured it must be something very important, so she decided to take it with her.

"Xixi, are you done?"

"Yes, yes, Hua, wait a minute, I'm coming out." After packing the bag, Nan Kujin hugged it and ran out the door.

"Hua, it's done, let's go."

"Okay, but this time you have to listen to me. If I leave you somewhere, you have to stay there, be good and don't move, wait for me to come back. Don't leave!"

Looking at Luo Yehua's serious face, Nan Kujin was a little confused by those strange words, but she still nodded and replied, "Okay~" She deliberately dragged out the tone, with a hint of mischief, and suddenly she tiptoed and kissed Luo Yehua's forehead, giggling, "Don't frown, it's ugly!"

"You little rascal!" Luo Yehua's brows instantly relaxed, and he looked at Nan Kujin with doting eyes, kissed her watery eyes, and hugged her tightly.

"The battle is going quite well." Uncle Ghost chuckled as he rode his horse to Xue Nansang and the others. All four of the Four Gods, except for Lan Qin, had arrived, and Mu Qi and the other three were also gathered together, exuding an air of grandeur and magnificence. The four races had mobilized most of their forces: the wolf race's ferocity, the dragon race's magic, the phoenix race's heavenly fire, and the undead army—they were virtually invincible. The Underworld Sect was gradually losing ground.

That day, Luo Wei had led Mu Qi to infiltrate the Underworld Sect, but they couldn't find the place where Nan Kujin was imprisoned, so they had to give up. However, they still followed their plan, severely injuring dozens of the sect's experts.

Mu Qi's expression turned somewhat grave in the face of the battle. "Uncle Ghost, don't you think we won too easily?" Upon hearing this, Luo Wei and Lin Jinnian nodded simultaneously. "Yes, I feel something's not quite right."

Bai Shang clenched his fists, his purple eyes instantly turning red, the golden spider lilies reflecting unparalleled brilliance in the sunlight. "I think there's a conspiracy at play. Everyone be careful!"

"Hehehehehe... Only now realizing something's wrong, don't you think it's a bit too late? This isn't the Underworld Cult, it's just a branch. The true Underworld Cult is unknown to the world, it's by the River of Oblivion—the place where the deathly energy is strongest... Hehehe~ I'm going to make her drink the waters of the River of Oblivion, who can stop me?" A faint image appeared from above, Luo Yehua smiling confidently, looking down at them with disdain. "I don't have much time to play with you. See you at the Underworld Cult! I need to stretch my muscles. I'm going to get back everything you four gods owe me!!!!! Hmph!"

"Damn it!" Uncle Ghost cursed fiercely. The middle-aged man from the Valley of the Dead looked solemn and remained silent.

After a while, Kaka spoke first, "Let's go, let's go save our master! Time is of the essence, isn't it?"

"Okay!"

What kind of battle will tomorrow bring?

05-08

In the Name of Love (Part 1)
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The once clear sky was now covered with dark clouds. Golden lightning transformed into ferocious golden dragons, tearing the sky open with their claws. A sense of oppression spread, as if a storm was brewing, just like the situation of two opposing armies, neither daring to be careless.

Not far from the army's encampment, in a small grove, a spacious and luxurious carriage was parked. Four men in black cloaks had already set up tents beside the carriage, diligently guarding it without daring to relax their vigilance. Light dust swirled around the carriage in the wind, creating a hazy, ethereal atmosphere. A slender, delicate hand lifted the curtain from within, revealing a refined face. Her dark, butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes, clear as autumn water, reflected the surrounding scenery.

Nan Kujin looked at the four cold-looking men outside, her pink lips slightly pouting, feigning innocence. Then, somewhat annoyed, she flung the curtain aside and retreated back inside. The four men, seemingly oblivious, continued their patrol with undivided attention.

"What?! Where did Hua go?! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it so much! He said he'd be back soon, but I haven't seen a single one of him yet~ It's so boring being with these four cold, wooden guys!" Nan Kujin sat in the carriage, tugging at the cushion in front of her, muttering her dissatisfaction, completely imagining Luo Yehua's face on the cushion.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Luo Wei was in full armor, and the people of Rosemary City behind him were ready for battle. When they learned that their approachable, kind-hearted city lord had been tricked and imprisoned, their blood boiled! Now, facing the enemy not far away, their only thought was to tear every piece of flesh from their enemy!

In contrast, the undead army beside them seemed much quieter. Uncle Ghost and his friend stood quietly against the wind before the undead army, their bodies surging with a heavy aura of malevolence. The group of stark white skeletons were even more terrifying. Heads held high, their empty eye sockets glowing with an eerie green light, they stared intently at their distant enemy. Whether from excitement or something else, their teeth chattered in unison, a chilling sound.

It was unclear which side sounded the charge first, but the seemingly leader of the undead army raised his bone sword, drawing a sharp arc in the air. Behind him, the dense white army immediately sprang into action, moving at a speed beyond human comprehension. Even Luo Wei and Uncle Ghost couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Yes, they were born soldiers! The orderly attack, the close coordination, the perfect formation—it was unimaginable what a nation would be like with such an army!

Focusing intently on the battle before them, everyone except the middle-aged man, who was used to such sights, was stunned. Suddenly, the white army split in two, spreading its enormous wings like a roc, leaving a trail of blood mist in its wake. Gradually, it began to fold its wings, encircling the enemy's offensive and unleashing a most ferocious strangulation! Faced with this situation, the enemy's faces were filled with despair. Even if these monsters were killed, they would regenerate in the next second, impossible to completely eliminate!

Just then, low Sanskrit chants, orderly recitations, rang out from the center of the enemy army. The undead army immediately retreated as if encountering their natural enemy, instantly creating distance from the enemy's attack. However, due to years of war experience, they maintained an orderly encirclement, preventing the enemy from breaking through.

Luo Wei knew that their time had come. A flash of golden light appeared in his hand, and he soared into the air like a great bird. At the same moment, a bolt of lightning flashed behind him, illuminating his cold profile. He walked on the wind in the air, followed by the army of Rosemary City. All those skilled in spiritual power had already joined Luo Wei in attacking the group of chanters.

A sudden clap of thunder, and finally, a torrential downpour began, pelting the faces of the onlookers. But this did nothing to sway the fierce attacks of both sides; blood and rain mingled, flowing silently across the earth…
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“Luo Yehua! Hand over my wife!”

Qingyan was the first to lose her composure, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked, her burning gaze seeming to pierce through Luo Yehua. But Luo Yehua remained indifferent. He stood on the cliff, his back to the wind, calmly scanning each face before him. In his heart, however, he screamed—these were his husbands! The ones who wanted to take her away from him!!! Kill them, kill them!

Bai Shang looked at him, a red light flashing in his eyes. Without a sound, he summoned his Soul Blade. He knew that even Xue Nansang was uncertain about this battle; after all, Luo Yehua's true strength was vastly different from before, and no one knew the extent of that difference.

Even though they had devised a perfect offensive strategy beforehand, they were completely unsure of its actual effectiveness.

Mu Qi, dressed in white, gripped his beloved sword in his right hand, exhaled softly, and leaped into the air. Seeing himself getting closer and closer to Luo Yehua, yet Luo Yehua remained motionless, merely watching him with a smirk, Mu Qi felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. His left hand formed the Crimson Fire Technique, launching a fierce attack on Luo Yehua.

Luo Yehua finally moved.

However, no one saw how he moved. When he reappeared before everyone, he was standing behind Mu Qi. He was chanting incantations, black spiritual light emanating from between his fingers, growing ever stronger.

Ni Luo and Lin Jinnian leaped up simultaneously, attacking Luo Yehua like the wind, shouting, "Mu Qi, be careful!"

Luo Yehua didn't even turn his head, his body flexibly leaning back, his black hair drawing a beautiful arc in the air, just dodging Lin Jinnian and Ni Luo's attack. He watched with a smile as their Azure Wood Entanglement Technique and Poison Feather flew overhead.

With a push of his toes, he glided away smoothly in that posture, and with a backhand swing, shot out ten thousand Bone-Eating Spirit Serpents. Qing Yan remained calm, calmly releasing the Velvet Pear Snow Curse, pinning the small serpents to the ground one by one.

Luo Yehua watched, clapping his hands lightly, "So, you guys aren't as weak as I imagined!"

"Enough nonsense." Xue Nansang summoned his wolf spirit, looking arrogantly at Luo Yehua. Bai Shang stood beside him, looking at Luo Yehua, a complex light flashing in his eyes, but only for a brief moment.

“Luo Yehua,”

Bai Shang said calmly, “Although I was raised on your blood, you abandoned me in the human realm, leaving me to fend for myself. Our bond is severed long ago. Now we are merely enemies, and I will show you no mercy.”

Luo Yehua raised an eyebrow. “Heh! Show mercy? That depends on whether you have the ability to force me to show you mercy.”

Bai Shang fell silent, exchanging a silent glance with Xue Nansang. Qing Yan, Mu Qi, and the others understood and began to act. Ni Luo used poison, transforming her spiritual power into needles that shot towards Luo Yehua’s vital acupoints. Qing Yan unleashed her highest spiritual power, unleashing the Li Shang Silver Meteor Technique, like a shower of starlight falling on the Milky Way, towards Luo Yehua. Lin Jinnian and Mu Qi conjured slender strings from their fingertips, playing a blood-soaked melody. Xue

Nansang, however, was the main attacker. Her body was as light and agile as a wolf, and she pounced on Luo Yehua along with her wolf spirit.
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"So boring... Seriously, so incredibly boring~~~"

Nan Kujin leaned against the carriage wall, almost driven mad with boredom. "I wonder what Qingyan and the others are doing in Tianshan~ Catching fish?"
she muttered to herself, her eyes filled with envy. She sat up abruptly, saying, "No, I have to find a way to have some fun! Otherwise, I might really die of boredom!"

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into her mind. Nan Kujin snapped her fingers excitedly and said happily, "How could I forget that thing! That mysterious little wooden box! Let's open it and see what's inside!" Indeed, action speaks louder than words. Nan Kujin began rummaging through her belongings and quickly found the box.

Gazing at the antique patterns on the box, Nan Kujin felt a sense of familiarity, and a faint ache pierced her heart. She suddenly felt something was strange. Hua had said she was different from ordinary people, that she didn't have a heart, so why was she experiencing heartache? Never mind, this thing in front of her was more important. She carefully examined the box's surface. To be honest, the carving was quite good, but why would Hua have hidden such an ordinary box so secretly? And why had she specifically placed it inside Ang?

After thinking for a moment, Nan Kujin raised her hand, hesitated slightly, and gently lifted the lid. When the contents were revealed, her pupils constricted sharply, her whole body began to tremble violently, and tears streamed down her face.

In that instant, her personality merged back into one.

Once again, she had to face reality. She looked up, letting out a strange cry, like laughter, like crying. A strange, heartbreaking sound.

At that moment, she finally fully understood the saying—"Having seen the ocean, other waters are nothing; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are nothing."

Some things cannot be easily escaped, cannot be easily forgotten.

In the Name of Love (Part 2)

, watching the blood dripping from the tattered wing, Nan Kujin stood blankly in the rain, behind her the four cold corpses. The rain poured down, soaking her clothes, but it couldn't wash away the stench of blood. She walked out of the woods, stunned. She needed to find Mu Qi and the others quickly, and then tell them that she was Nan Kujin. Their Jin'er, their wife.

A sweet feeling welled up in her heart. Nan Kujin raised her hand, looking at the Yin-Yang Ring in her palm. She hadn't expected that in the Underworld, the Yin-Yang Ring constantly absorbed the life and death energy of heaven and earth. Now, the black glass bead shone exceptionally brightly, far more dazzling than the white glass bead.

Silently reciting an incantation, her consciousness quickly located Qingyan and the others' auras. However, their auras were mixed with Luo Yehua's! A sudden shock shot through her. No, she couldn't lose them again! Her body suddenly felt light; she transformed into a wisp of vapor and rushed towards Luo Yehua and the others.

In that instant, all the undead soldiers on the battlefield stopped their attacks and looked up at the sky. The battle was over; it was just a matter of eliminating the remaining enemies. Faced with this situation, Uncle Ghost and his middle-aged friend were somewhat puzzled. But soon, the middle-aged man understood. His eyes gradually dimmed as he looked at the undead army, remaining silent.

Curious, Uncle Ghost couldn't help but ask, "What exactly happened?"

"They...found their master's aura..."

The eyes of the undead army darted about, their heads tilted back, emitting piercing sounds that rose and fell, filled with a joyful, relieved elation. As the first person transformed into a black gust of wind and chased after their master's aura, the undead army vanished instantly, leaving them to clean up the battlefield.

Uncle Ghost comforted them, "They...will find their master someday, won't they...you know that, so don't be sad..."

"Yes..."

Luo Yehua conjured a water mirror out of thin air, her body dancing gracefully through the numerous attacks, drawing all of Ni Luo's poison needles. She kicked Bai Shang's forearm, using the momentum to leap into the air, a slight smile playing on her lips as she looked down at them with a hint of disdain. Bai Shang felt as if his arm had snapped in that instant, stumbling back a few steps, his face slightly pale.

Qing Yan teleported instantly, each move deadly, yet she was helpless against Luo Yehua. The wolf spirit leaped into the air and pounced on Luo Yehua, but Luo Yehua stroked the fur on his neck like he was teasing a puppy. With just a little force, it would be annihilated. But he didn't. He simply smiled, pried open its mouth, pulled out one of its teeth, and then disgustedly flung it away, hitting the lunging Xue Nansang squarely. With a casual flick of his right hand, he wrapped it around the strings of the zither under Lin Jinnian's fingertips, and with a forceful tug, the strings snapped,

leaving only a mouthful of blood gushing from Lin Jinnian. Then, he chuckled and flew towards Mu Qi, saying nonchalantly, "Do you know? Below that cliff is the River of Oblivion. I'll take you there, okay?

"

He sent a palm strike, looking at his opponent with satisfaction, without the slightest hesitation. "No!!! ... Luo Yehua stared blankly at his palm, the familiar scent and soft touch of her skin.

"Jin'er!!!"

Mu Qi was the first to react to this sudden turn of events. He leaped off the cliff, desperately grabbing at the falling sleeve.

Nan Kujin gazed at his face, her eyes tender, filled with longing and deep love. Qing Yan and Bai Shang held onto Mu Qi's other hand, preventing him from falling. A stalemate ensued.

Rain fell, and Nan Kujin felt her eyes welling up, unsure whether it was from tears or the rain. The sleeve fluttered in the wind, seemingly on the verge of tearing. Mu Qi shouted excitedly, "Jin'er, hold on tight! Don't do anything foolish! You can't act recklessly now!"

Nan Ku Jin smiled faintly and said softly, "Mu Qi, I miss you so much. Really."

"It's alright! Hold on! We'll pull you up, and then we'll take you away no matter what, find a place where no one can find you, and live in seclusion..."

"Fool," Nan Ku Jin interrupted him with a laugh, "Do you think Luo Ye Hua will let me go so easily? Do you think I would abandon the responsibility for the world? I can't do it..."

“I know this fabric won’t last much longer, Yan Yan, Mu Qi, Bai Bai, Ni Luo, Jin Nian, Nan Sang… let’s pinky swear, okay?” With great effort, Nan Ku Jin stretched out her arm that had been hanging down, hooked her little finger together, and said, “If I forget you, and if you find me dead, cremate me and put a strand of each of your hair in my ashes; if I don’t die, but forget you, you must use every means in the world to make me remember you, or rather, fall in love with each of you, and then, happily, eat and play until we’re old…” A hazy light shimmered in her eyes, a sorrowful happiness transformed into the most beautiful radiance, their fingertips turned white, their lips trembled, and they couldn’t utter a single word.

Qingyan shook her head frantically, choking back sobs, "Foolish wife, you're talking nonsense again..."

"Am I? Maybe." Closing her eyes, she clearly heard Liejin's voice, crisp and clear, gracing everyone's ears. A tear fell onto Nan Kujin's pale lips, salty. She opened her eyes and saw tears on Mu Qi's cheeks. One drop after another. Heartbreaking, piercing to the core.

"Xixi!!!"

Luo Yehua's voice rang out at this moment, and a crimson whip coiled around her waist. Nan Kujin was falling, watching the whip coil around her supple waist as if it had a life of its own. Just as it was about to lift her up, with a "boom," a huge monster rose from the Wangchuan River, striking with its palm and snapping the whip in two. To prevent Nan Kujin from being harmed, Luo Yehua immediately began attacking the monster to distract it, while watching helplessly as Nan Kujin fell into the water and disappeared.

At that moment, all his anger erupted. He didn't know what happened afterward; it seemed the monster had turned to dust. He ignored his rivals, who were staring blankly at the river, their faces pale and filled with despair. He simply left in a daze. He clearly remembered the soft touch in his palm. He had hit her, hurt her…

What to do? What to do?

He wouldn't forgive himself… But he loved her, truly and deeply, for thousands of years, his love only growing stronger, and his longing for her growing stronger. He hated the pain of longing. He had to find her before them. In life and death, they should be together.

"Water, water…"

a low murmur rang out. A person lay unconscious on the riverbank, filthy, their hair disheveled, their face obscured.

"Valley Master, look! There's someone there! My God! Unbelievable!" A cacophony of voices filled the air, followed by hurried footsteps. Then, a pure, pleasant male voice rang out, "Give me the water jug."

Sweet water seeped through his chapped lips, past his pearly teeth, and into his mouth. The woman instinctively opened her mouth and drank deeply. The man helped her up, gently patting her back, and said, "Slow down, be careful not to choke."

The woman opened her eyes with some difficulty, perhaps because of the dazzling sunlight. She raised her hand to shield her eyes and softly said, "Who...who are you? Did you save me?"

"Yes, I don't know how you got here, young lady. Did you come along the River of Oblivion?"

"River of Oblivion? I don't know. I don't remember."

"Does that girl remember who she is?"

Upon hearing this, the woman frowned, and after a long while, shook her head and said, "My name? I don't remember either. My past is like a blank."

The little maid beside the man finally couldn't help but say, "Nonsense! It's good enough if you don't die after falling into the River of Oblivion, let alone remember everything from the past? You're dreaming!"

"Dai'er! Don't be rude!" The man's face darkened instantly, and he scolded the maid. The maid named Dai'er glanced at the woman with some resentment and shut her mouth.

The man smiled slightly at the woman, "My name is Mu Chen. This is the Valley of Mechanisms. You will live with us from now on!"

"Valley Master!" Dai'er's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. She looked at the woman, then at Mu Chen, and suddenly became anxious, not knowing what to do.

The woman looked at him, finding his eyes exceptionally clear and reassuring. After a moment, she nodded and said, "Okay."

(To be continued)
A breeze began to rise outside the window. A woman in a beige dress reclined quietly on a soft couch, watching the fading sunset. Her eyelids were lowered, half-concealing her crystalline eyes, yet unable to hide the overflowing light within, like autumn waters cut short, piercing through icy clouds, spreading layer by layer under the hues of the evening glow.

This was the scene that greeted Dai'er when she entered the room. The woman lying on the couch had a vacant look in her eyes, her pink lips tightly pressed together, her delicate face flushed slightly in the sunset light. She was like a fairy who had strayed into the mortal world, seemingly about to vanish with the wind at any moment.

As she watched, Dai'er couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. The Valley Master was always indifferent to everyone, but he showed special care for this woman. They knew that because this woman, like the Valley Master, came from the outside world, the Valley Master felt a special affinity for her. That day, when she emerged from her bath in new clothes, everyone was momentarily stunned. Indeed, she was beautiful, a cold and aloof beauty. But she was merely a woman who had lost her past. How could she possibly compete with them for the position of Valley Master, given their years of interaction with him?

The new Valley Master had been brought back from outside by the old Valley Master. At that time, he was ragged and timid. But when he reappeared before everyone after living with the old Valley Master for a year, he had changed. He exuded indifference, his eyes as still as water. No one could fathom what this new Valley Master was thinking, no one understood who the blue-robed figure in the painting he had done in his study was.

They were captivated by this new Valley Master; his mastery of wooden armor and mechanisms quickly surpassed his master's. Yet, they couldn't see through him, couldn't enter his heart.

Annoyed, Dai'er shook her head and pushed open the door, saying arrogantly, "Hey, take your medicine!"

The woman on the bed seemed not to hear her, only gently closing her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed, seemingly disgusted by the smell of the medicine. "Hey, don't be ungrateful. Our Valley Master took you in and even helped treat your internal injuries. Don't think you're someone special..."

Suddenly, Dai'er's nagging voice stopped, and a hand whiter than ivory picked up a fruit and fed it to the woman. The woman opened her eyes, looking indifferently at Mu Chen, then frowned, staring at the dark, sticky Chinese medicine for a long time.

"Good girl, although it's a bit bitter, just bear with it."

Hearing this, the woman raised an eyebrow, snatched the bowl, and drank the Chinese medicine clean as if going to her execution. Her brows were deeply furrowed, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. Setting down the bowl, she gasped for breath and whispered, "You saved me, so give me a name. I don't want to be called 'Hey' every day."

Mu Chen glanced at Dai'er beside him, tapped his pale chin, and said, "Then, you'll take my surname. How about Mu Jin?"

"Jin?" The name sounded so familiar. The woman pondered the word "Jin" for a long, long time, repeating it in her mind, but her memory of the past remained blank. She nodded, then looked up and said, "I don't want to be idle all the time. Teach me something."

Mu Chen sat down beside her, stroking her soft, black hair. "So, do you want to learn medicine, or the art of wooden armor and mechanisms?"

"Both. I feel this life is too boring. I want to live a more fulfilling life." Mu Chen was somewhat lost in thought. Yes, when had he ever been happy? Although he was different now, he still wanted to see that person from back then. He could never forget the taste on his lips. "

Mu Chen?"

"Hmm?" Mu Chen looked at Mu Jin beside him, who looked puzzled, and realized he was daydreaming again. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, you go to sleep first. I'll take you up the mountain to gather herbs tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you should go to sleep early too." Mu Jin suddenly leaned in and gently kissed Mu Chen's lips. The feeling was familiar. When she came to her senses, Mu Jin had already gone into the room, leaving behind a stunned Dai'er and him lost in memories.

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I never expected that there would be such scenery deep in the valley!"

The morning sunlight carried the fresh scent of earth. Dewdrops rolled on the leaves of the branches, wetting the clothes of the newcomer. Mu Chen pushed aside a branch blocking his way and smiled slightly at Mu Jin behind him, "Watch your step, and be careful of snakes."

Mu Jin, who had just been immersed in the beautiful scenery around her, changed her expression slightly upon hearing this, "Wait, Chen, what did you say? Snakes... snakes?!"

Seeing Mu Jin's reaction, Mu Chen smiled knowingly. "Yes, snakes." "Chen... I knew you

'd have a way... That thing... um... I'm so scared..." Seeing Mu Jin's face turn pale instantly, Mu Chen finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hehehe... Don't worry, hehe, I was just teasing you!"

"Fine! Chen! You're going to dump me!!!" Seeing Mu Chen's eyes crinkle into crescent moons with laughter, Mu Jin finally realized she'd been tricked. She angrily put her hands on her hips and said to Mu Chen, "You dare bully me! See how I get my revenge!"

Mu Chen waved his hands repeatedly, hurriedly saying, "Stop, stop, stop!!! There are indeed snakes in these mountains, but they just won't come near us! Didn't you notice a faint fragrance on your clothes today? I specially asked them to scent them for you! It's a special fragrance that snakes are afraid of! I was worried you were afraid of snakes, so..."

"So... you specially prepared it for me?" Hearing this, Mu Jin slowly lowered her hand, quietly looking at Mu Chen, and continued what Mu Chen was about to say.

"Yes~" Mu Chen nodded with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be really afraid of snakes..."

Looking at Mu Chen's bright smile, a warm current flowed through Mu Jin's heart. Why was he so kind to her?

"What's wrong, Mu Jin?" Seeing Mu Jin's dazed look, Mu Chen was a little worried and walked up to her. "Are you feeling unwell? Why don't you go back first?"

"Oh! No, no. It's nothing, let's go! Um... and... Mu Chen, you're a good person..." Mu Jin suddenly came back to her senses, saw Mu Chen's caring eyes in front of her, and felt a little flustered for some reason. She quickly lowered her head and walked past Mu Chen.

Hearing this, Mu Chen was first taken aback, then couldn't help but smile. "Silly girl, what are you thinking about! Oh, and! The route up the mountain is this way!"

"Captain, are you sure the master's aura is in this direction?" "

Not far away in the sky, a large cloud of gray, dark gas billowed towards the direction of the Mechanism Valley. 'There's no way I can't be wrong, the master's aura, yes, it's over there.'

'That's wonderful! We've finally found our master! It's been so long since the last master died!'

'Stop talking nonsense, let's hurry on our way! Don't you want to see the master sooner?'

'Of course I do!' ...

Meanwhile, in the snowy region that Nan Kujin and Mo Tong had once visited. "

With a deafening boom, a crimson light flashed, tinged with dazzling golden light, followed by a high-pitched bird cry that soared into the sky. A giant bird, its plumage ablaze with fiery red feathers, took flight. Its long tail was gilded, its beak sharp, its eyes golden, and a single fiery red feather atop its head—a truly magnificent sight.

It flapped its enormous wings, circling low over the snowy landscape, before finally letting out another cry, its joy barely concealed. With a flap of its wings, the giant bird vanished into the horizon.

"Mu Chen, be careful!" At the edge of the cliff, Mu Jin watched Mu Chen with concern as he deftly used his dagger to cut off individual Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms and stuff them into the bamboo basket on his back.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine! I used to come here to pick them all the time, and you saw it yourself, I have a rope tied around my waist! The other end of the rope is tied to a big tree, there won't be any problems!"

"But..."

"It's nothing, don't worry~" Mu Chen looked up and smiled warmly at her, glancing at the bamboo basket behind him out of the corner of his eye. Feeling it was about time, he began to climb up little by little. The cliff face was slippery because of the rain a few days ago. Mu Jin frowned as she watched Mu Chen struggle, feeling a pang of heartache.

Instinctively, she flung the rope straight out, and with a whoosh, it wrapped around Mu Chen's waist. Mu Chen's eyes widened in shock as he looked up, only to see Mu Jin standing straight on the edge of the cliff, holding the other end of the rope. In that instant, the sunlight shone on her profile, making her appear like a goddess, breathtakingly beautiful. With a flick of her wrist, Mu Chen felt a powerful force lift him into the air. Before he could react, he was standing beside Mu Jin.

Startled, he patted his chest and looked up, about to ask Mu Jin what had happened, when he found her staring blankly at his hands, her cherry lips slightly parted, seemingly very surprised.

"Jin... what happened?"

"I... I saw you struggling to climb up, and I felt a little guilty, so... I don't know what happened, I just wanted to help you up. I don't know... what came over me, I just pulled you up like that... what... what kind of person was I before?!!!!!"

Seeing Mu Jin clutching her head in pain, her lips slightly white from biting them, Mu Chen stepped forward, grabbed her hands, and forcefully pulled them down. "Jin! Jin!!! Have you forgotten? You said you wouldn't dwell on the past and would start a new life!"

"But...can you really do it? I don't think I can...I can't!" "No! You can! Listen to me, time...it really can heal everything...it really can..."

Seeing Mu Chen's serious expression, Mu Jin gradually calmed down. Mu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Jin, don't be too hard on yourself. Okay?" Mu Jin looked at him, neither nodding nor shaking her head. Mu Chen gently put her hand down and said softly, "Be good, listen to me."

Mu Jin took small steps forward, pulled on one of his sleeves, and said softly, "Okay." Seeing that she agreed, Mu Chen said, "Tonight, come to my room and get some medical books to read. If you're going to learn medicine, you can't be lazy." "Okay." "

Then...you can learn the Wood Armor Technique if you want, but that's a bit complicated, you'll have to work hard too." "Okay."

"Sigh..." Mu Chen sighed and took her hand in return, "Let's go." Mu Jin's hand was trembling slightly. Mu Chen was a little worried, not knowing what she was really thinking.

“Chen…” Before they had taken more than a few steps, Mu Jin suddenly spoke softly, “Meeting you has made me so happy.” Hearing this, Mu Chen’s lips curled into a slight smile. “Silly girl, thinking silly things again… Come on, I’ll take you somewhere.”

Mu Jin let Mu Chen take her hand, and they walked through the woods. Finally, around a bend, a vast expanse of sunflowers opened up before them. Vast fields of sunflowers, their faces held high, smiling towards the sun.

Mu Chen, holding Mu Jin’s hand, walked into the sea of sunflowers, then turned and looked at the amazed Mu Jin, smiling.

“Do you know what kind of flower this is?”

“Of course, it’s a sunflower. But, did you plant all of these?”

Mu Chen shook his head. “No, no. My master planted them. Don’t you think they’re beautiful, dazzling?”

“Yes.” Mu Jin nodded. “They’re really beautiful.”

“Do you know the story of the sunflower? I heard my master say that once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl named Clytie who deeply admired the handsome sun god Apollo. Unfortunately, her love was unrequited. Heartbroken, Clytie could only try to gain Apollo's sympathy by fasting, consuming dew and tears, hoping one day to win Apollo's love. After nine days and nine nights of sleepless longing, her feet became roots, her slender body became branches and leaves, and her pale face became a flower. Although Clytie's appearance changed, her heart remained unchanged, her face always turned towards the sun. Wherever Apollo drove his chariot carrying the sun, her gaze followed. This infatuated flower is the sunflower. Perhaps, it still hopes to one day reclaim its lost love.”

“Clytie, Apollo? What strange names.” Hibiscus frowned in confusion, looked at the sunflowers around her, and touched their petals. “Yes, it’s a strange name. I don’t know where Master heard this story, but I really like it. Look…” Mu Chen pointed to the sunflowers surrounding them, her eyes gentle and her voice soft, “They symbolize hopeless love, but in despair, there are such bright smiles and undying hope. It’s really touching…”

“Chen…” Mu Jin moved her lips, but didn’t know what to say. Mu Chen's brows suddenly furrowed, and his eyes gradually dimmed. Mu Jin heard him say, "They are like me. Watching over a hopeless love..."

Hearing this, Mu Jin's heart clenched. She stepped forward and hugged Mu Chen tightly, shouting, "No! No! No! Don't look so sad!"

Mu Chen smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Actually, whenever I'm in a bad mood, coming here actually helps me feel better. I didn't want you to be sad, so I brought you here." "

Really? Chen..." "Of course! I don't want you to be sad."

"Chen, you're so good to me, but why are you so good to me?"

Mu Chen was stunned by these words. After a long pause, she slowly replied, "There are many things in this world that have no reason, aren't there?"

"Hmm... Shall we sit down?" "Hmm." "Chen, can I lean on your shoulder?" "Okay."
"Chen, I really like it here." "Chen..."

Hearing the voice in his ear gradually fade into a murmur, Mu Chen turned his head slightly and was surprised to find that she had fallen asleep. Her long eyelashes drooped, and a faint smile remained on her lips. Mu Chen felt a slight touch on the softest part of his heart. He didn't know how much he had doted on her at that moment.

He turned his head slightly, looked at the beautiful sunflowers, and closed his eyes.

But he didn't hear Mu Jin's murmur in her sleep.

"Chen, let's stay like this forever. How wonderful that would be..."

Demon Realm (To be continued)
"Jin, Jin, Jin, wake up, the sun is about to set..."

In her drowsy state, Mu Jin only heard a murmured voice in her ear. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. "Ugh... Where am I?"

Looking at Mu Jin's adorable, just-woke-up face, Mu Chen chuckled, ruffled her hair, and said softly, "Silly girl, you came with me to gather herbs today." Hearing Mu Chen's voice, Mu Jin immediately woke up. She remembered leaning on his shoulder, and then... falling asleep?

Thinking of this, her face flushed red, appearing exceptionally beautiful against the soft red glow of the sunset. Mu Chen paused slightly, then said calmly, "It's getting late, let's hurry back so the people in the valley won't worry."

"Oh... okay!" Mu Jin was so embarrassed she couldn't wait to leave. Jumping up and brushing the grass clippings off her clothes, Mu Jin inadvertently noticed a peach grove not far away.

"Chen, what's that place?" Mu Chen followed her finger, his expression changing slightly. "Jin, you must remember, you can go anywhere in this Mechanical Valley, but you absolutely cannot go there. That's a forbidden area of our Mechanical Valley. Even my master has never been there. It's said that there are very evil things there, and miasma always exists there."

"Miasma?" "Yes, that kind of miasma can blind you if it touches your eyes. So, whatever you do, don't even think about going there."

"Really? Oh." With a somewhat reluctant look at the bright peach blossoms, Mu Jin pulled Mu Chen's hand and playfully stuck out her tongue, "Don't worry, I'll be very good! Let's go~"

"Okay." Mu Chen nodded.

The Three Lives Stone (Part 1)
Mu Jin stood in front of the study door, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms, her lips bitten until they turned pale. Why? Why had he been so cold and indifferent to her these past few days, so unresponsive, not even willing to see her? He had been alone in the study for dozens of days now. She really didn't understand what he was thinking. Was she really so repulsive to him? Was it Dai'er's words a few days ago that awakened him, making him realize he was merely an insignificant outsider?

A thread of pain, like ripples, traced across his glassy heart, leaving long, deep marks. Mu Jin clutched her chest with her left hand, took a deep breath, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "Since that's the case, I will study all the books on wooden armor techniques in the Wooden Armor Pavilion as you said. Since you don't want to see me, then... I'll be going now."

A heart wept tears of sorrow, unaware that behind only a door, beat another heart with equally complex emotions. Mu Chen leaned against the door, his fist clenched, his eyes fixed on the painted curtain directly in front of him. His heart struggled in a turbulent sea; he could even imagine the scene behind the door. Was she going to cry again? Weakly resting his head against the door, he didn't know what to do. He should have liked that person, so why did someone else take up residence in his heart? And this was a woman he'd only known for less than a month! He'd locked himself in his study for days, yet he still couldn't understand his own heart!

Hearing the footsteps outside fade into the distance, Mu Chen quietly opened the door a crack. Watching that lonely, sorrowful figure disappear from sight, he closed his eyes wearily and then shut the door.

He walked step by step to his desk, his eyes filled with complex emotions, his fingertips lightly brushing across the painting spread out on the table. That painting was done yesterday. When he'd absentmindedly put down his brush, he'd been stunned when he looked at the painting. The person in the painting was unmistakably Mu Jin. Only then did he have to admit how similar they were. He should have faced that fact sooner. They had remarkably similar eyes. It was as if they were the same person…

Thinking of this, he shook his head with a bitter smile. He started overthinking again. How could they be the same person? Could it be those remarkably similar eyes that made him feel so attracted to her? Even…did he harbor thoughts of forever, of being together forever?

No, that's not right. If that were true, Mu Jin would only be a substitute for that person. But when he was with Mu Jin, his mind was filled with everything about her; that person didn't even exist.

Resting his chin on his hand, Mu Chen lowered his eyes. Suddenly, he felt incredibly tired. With this thought in mind, Mu Chen felt an overwhelming wave of weariness wash over him, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep on the table.

Mu Jin sat by the window, watching the sky outside gradually darken, oblivious to the book slipping from her hands and falling to the floor. Her eyes were vacant, letting the evening wind whip her white dress around her, her brows furrowed, her expression sorrowful, lost like a child who had lost their way.

"Miss, it's time for dinner." Hearing the voice, Mu Jin finally snapped out of her reverie, tilted her head slightly, and smiled at the person who walked in from outside. "Grandma Wang, thank you for your trouble. I'm just an outsider; you didn't need to go to such lengths." Grandma Wang chuckled. "Miss Jin, Dai'er has been spoiled by us. Don't be angry; she's still young and doesn't understand. Don't hold it against her. Our Mechanism Valley is isolated from the world. Once you enter our Mechanism Valley, you're one of us! There's no such thing as an outsider. Come, come, the food won't taste good if it gets cold. Don't tire yourself out, Miss, have some first!" Looking at the kind Grandma Wang, Mu Jin felt a warm current welling up in her heart. Just as she was about to speak, someone shouted from outside the door, "Old Wang! Your husband needs to see you urgently, hurry back!" "Yes! Coming!" Old Wang replied, turning to Mu Jin with concern, "I have some urgent business at home, I have to go back now, young lady. I'll leave the food here, please eat it while it's hot, it's not good for your stomach if it's cold."

Watching Old Wang rush out, Mu Jin felt a pang of envy. How wonderful it would be if she had a home, a man she loved and who loved her, and lived a peaceful and happy life. Thinking about this, a smile appeared on Mu Jin's lips. The wind picked up, and Mu Jin got up to close the window. Just then, a dramatic change occurred outside.

The ground in the courtyard was strangely churning, appearing like dark gray waves under the bright moonlight.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" With a series of scraping sounds as objects broke through the earth, Mu Jin saw eerie bony claws emerging from the ground. Her eyes widened in terror, her body trembling slightly, and she was momentarily at a loss for what to do. She watched helplessly as dozens of skeletal hands of the dead rose from the ground, and soon, the skeletons broke free of the earth. Black, flowing gas swirled among them, mixed with the noisy, excited voices of hundreds of people.

The skeletons were dressed in ancient military attire, with scimitars inlaid with jewels at their waists. The one closest to the window was likely their leader; he wore gold-threaded iron armor, and seven glittering rubies adorned his shoulders, gleaming eerily in the moonlight, like freshly splattered blood. His right hand gripped the hilt of his scimitar, his head held high, exuding the air of a king.

He suddenly took a large step towards the window, startling Mu Jin so much that her face paled instantly, and she involuntarily retreated. But after only a few steps, she first heard a soft laugh, and the next second, she was pulled into an embrace. Instinctively, she began to struggle, but her chin was lifted, forcing her to meet a pair of golden eyes.

They were captivating phoenix eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, with a playful smile in their depths, gazing intently at the somewhat bewildered Mu Jin. His lips were a pale red, like delicate flower petals.

In Mu Jin's mind, Mu Chen was already very handsome, but this enchanting man before her left her with nothing but shock. He wore a long golden robe, with strange characters embroidered in golden thread at the collar. The collar was wide, revealing his exquisite and alluring collarbone, exuding boundless allure. His long hair was a pale gold, with strands of silver-white hair within, dazzlingly bright.

The man looked at Mu Jin with satisfaction, his eyes wide with disbelief. He leaned down and whispered in her ear with a smile, "Staring blankly?" He deliberately licked her delicate earlobe. "Hiss..." Mu Jin's body trembled, she gasped, and began to struggle violently. "What...what are you doing?!"

"Hehe..." The man chuckled, his tongue tracing the contours of Mu Jin's ear, the warm touch causing her to tremble. He held Mu Jin tightly around the waist, teasingly blowing a breath into her ear, his voice low and husky: "Remember! My name is Dongfang Mo! Remember! From this day forward, I am yours! You are my master, and you will be my woman, Dongfang Mo's woman!" "You..." Mu Jin was about to speak when Dongfang Mo's burning lips covered hers. Mu Jin tilted her head back, but he held her firmly with his hand, deepening the kiss. His tongue deftly pried open her pearly teeth, gently licking the roots of her teeth and rubbing against the sensitive base of her tongue. He felt her struggling body suddenly soften in his arms, and with a flick of his tongue, he easily entwined his lips with Mu Jin's.

"Ugh!" A strange sensation shot from the tip of her tongue straight to her brain. Mu Jin felt her whole body burning, her breathing became rapid, and her face was flushed. Just as she was wondering what to do, with a "whoosh," a black aura rushed towards Dongfang Mo like a sharp blade. Dongfang Mo raised his eyes, raised his left hand, and a ball of golden light immediately met it, twisting and turning the black aura, turning it into nothingness.

Mu Jin, seeing this change, had already turned her gaze to the window. She didn't know when, but the skeleton general was already standing beside the desk. In the courtyard outside the window, countless skeleton soldiers knelt on one knee, their right hands placed above their left chests, looking extremely respectful. Mu Jin looked at everything in front of her, somewhat at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Hiss..." A white eye emerged from the skeleton general's body, and a burly middle-aged man appeared before her. Mu Jin's eyes widened in surprise. That thing was clearly a soul! The general glared at Dongfang Mo, his brows furrowed in disdain: "How dare you be so disrespectful to your master!" Dongfang Mo raised an eyebrow, scoffing, "She is also my master." "Then... how can you be disrespectful to your own master!" "Because..." Dongfang Mo smiled mockingly, "She is also my woman."

"No way!" Mu Jin suppressed her urge to explode, "We've never met before, who would be your woman!" Before she finished speaking, Dongfang Mo frowned in displeasure: "How do you know you hadn't seen me before you lost your memory?"

"You! How do you know I lost my memory?" "Tch, there's nothing in this world I don't know. I also know how to restore your memory." With a confident smile, he glanced provocatively at the skeleton general, radiating smugness. The skeleton general coughed lightly, remaining silent. Mu Jin looked at the two before her suspiciously, "Hmm... I have a question. Why? Why did you choose me as your master? I'm just an ordinary person, and you..." Her gaze was complicated as she looked at the two people before her.

The Skeleton General smiled slightly. "Because we sensed the aura of the God of Darkness and the God of Death on our master. It's that black bead." "This?" Mu Jin raised her hand, pointing to the black glass bead on the antique bracelet on her wrist, and nodded with a smile at the Skeleton General. "Exactly, only our master possesses that."

"Is that so..." Mu Jin was somewhat surprised, her fingers tracing the delicate and smooth patterns on the bracelet, muttering to herself, "It really is strange... No wonder I couldn't remove this bracelet; it's no ordinary object." She glanced at Dongfang Mo, who was smiling at her, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "And you, what's your reason?"

"No reason..." Dongfang Mo uttered these four words lightly, "I just took a liking to you."

Mu Jin's lips twitched; she felt like vomiting blood. This guy is truly a pervert. "Then I don't want you." Mu Jin said mercilessly, without even frowning.

Dongfang Mo sighed with feigned regret, muttering to himself, "What a pity, too late..."

"Too late?" Mu Jin was completely bewildered. "What's too late?"

Dongfang Mo grinned slyly, looking every bit the fox. "Roll up your right sleeve and take a look." Mu Jin immediately did as he said, rolling up her sleeve and was astonished to find a delicate crystal ring on her arm above her elbow! It was made entirely of golden crystal, with its ends not connected. The tail was feather-shaped and inlaid with nine dazzling red crystals. The head of the ring was shaped like a flame, exuding a flamboyant and passionate beauty. Paired with Mu Jin's fair skin, it was truly an ultimate temptation.

Mu Jin tried a few times and found that, like her bracelet, it was impossible to remove; it was tightly wrapped around her arm. Frustrated, she shouted at Dongfang Mo, "What the hell is this thing? Take it off!"

Dongfang Mo's eyes grew even deeper. He slowly walked to Mu Jin's side, grasping her right wrist with one hand and gently stroking the crystal ring with the other. His cold fingertips occasionally brushed against her skin, creating an extremely suggestive atmosphere.

Mu Jin twisted and pushed Dongfang Mo away, lowering her sleeve and saying with a slightly flushed face, "Take it off!" Dongfang Mo shook his head and said, "I can't. Once a contract is formed, it can never be canceled. So, just accept it!" He smiled charmingly, smugly.

"You! Does that mean I'll be bound by your every move from now on?! I don't want to!" Mu Jin pouted angrily, glaring at him with displeasure. "Who said that? The contract only gives you the ability to summon me at any time, and when you encounter danger, I can arrive immediately. It can also provide some protection for you. You won't be bound by me at all! But I think you don't need to summon me, because I'll be by my woman's side anytime, anywhere~" "

Heavens... why is this happening..." Mu Jin stomped her feet angrily. Why is God so blind? Why are there such shameless creatures in the world? Oh God... oh God!!!

"Master, regain your memories." As soon as the Skeleton General finished speaking, the various undead outside the window nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, Master, regain your memories! You are a bright pearl, and the mortal world cannot obscure your brilliance. Regain your memories, and then leave this place!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin looked troubled. "Leave?" she murmured. Mu Jin wasn't without feelings for the Mechanized Valley. The past month had been blissful. Although… the image of Mu Chen's smiling face flashed through her mind. Mu Jin shook her head. He already hated her, so what was the point of staying here? She didn't belong here anyway; leaving was just a matter of time!

“Alright, fine. Dongfang Mo, please lead the way.”

Dongfang Mo looked at her quietly for a long time. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Mu Jin raised her head, her eyes filled with unprecedented determination. “I want to know everything about myself.”

“Okay. Come on.”

Three Lives Stone (Part 2)
Mu Jin had just stepped out of the room when she suddenly remembered something. She turned around and asked the Skeleton General, “What’s your name?”

The Skeleton General respectfully replied, “My name is Kui.” “Um, Kui, could you… ask your subordinates to leave? After all, they…” Kui smiled awkwardly and immediately understood. “No problem, I understand. Brothers, let’s go back first!” As soon as he finished speaking, the undead warriors vanished instantly, along with the black aura, disappearing without a trace.

Dongfang Mo blinked at the skeleton general standing to the side and laughed, "Yours? Why aren't you leaving?" Kui looked at him with a straight face, "I have to protect my master's safety. I can become invisible." Mu Jin nodded, "Hmm, that's right, to prevent some lecherous men from making advances." Seeing Dongfang Mo's mournful expression, Mu Jin felt much better.

As Dongfang Mo walked, Mu Jin was surprised to find that this was the path to gather herbs on the mountain. Seeing Mu Jin's astonished expression, Dongfang Mo said, "As you thought, we're going to that peach blossom forest." "

Wh...what! That's the forbidden area of the Mechanism Valley! And...there's a perpetual miasma inside! Do you want me to die?!" Mu Jin's exasperated look only made Dongfang Mo find it exceptionally endearing. He scoffed dismissively, "That miasma isn't even worth my attention! Don't worry, I guarantee you'll go in safely and come out unscathed!"

Mu Jin hesitated, "But...Chen said..." Hearing Mu Jin call "Mu Chen" so intimately, Dongfang Mo felt a surge of jealousy, and he said angrily, "So what if he said it! What I said is a hundred times, a thousand times better! He's just a mortal! What does he know! Humph..."

Kui looked helplessly at the two of them and kindly reminded them, "Master, let's hurry! Time is of the essence."

"Fine! I won't argue with you..." Mu Jin glanced at Dongfang Mo, then strode ahead in a huff, leaving him far behind. Dongfang Mo glared resentfully in Mu Chen's direction and hurriedly chased after her. From afar, he could hear the two of them bickering. "Dong! Fang! Mo! Take your hooves off!" "No, no~ I like holding you~" "You big pervert!!!" "Hehe~"

"Ugh..." Mu Chen slowly opened his eyes, realizing he had fallen asleep on his desk without even realizing it. Stunned, he placed his hand on his chest; his heart was pounding rapidly. "I think I dreamt about her..." Mu Chen leaned against his chair, lost in thought, recalling the hazy dream, her mischievous smile, and those words.

"Chen, do you really like me?"

"Of course!"

"But you also like Jin, right?"

"I..."

"Chen, you're foolish. You know perfectly well that I might be a dream that can never be realized, yet you willingly indulge in it. You've met a woman who moves your heart, yet you run away from her. Ask your own heart, is it worth it?"

"I..."

"Chen, don't be foolish... Don't hesitate anymore. Do you understand that your heart is right? Besides... many things aren't as they seem on the surface. Perhaps a turn of the head will reveal an incredible transformation." ...

Suddenly standing up, Mu Chen knew what he had to do. He hurriedly rushed out of the study and headed towards the small house where Mu Jin lived.

Upon entering, Mu Chen saw Granny Wang clearing the dishes. He asked anxiously, "Granny Wang, where's Mu Jin? Where did she go?" Granny Wang shrugged blankly. "I don't know. Miss Jin wasn't here when I arrived. The food wasn't touched. Oh! By the way, Chen, why don't you go ask in the valley? Maybe someone saw Miss Jin when she went out."

"Thank you!" Mu Chen smiled gratefully at Granny Wang and turned to run outside. Granny Wang watched Mu Chen's retreating figure with affection. "Oh, this child, she's finally come to her senses. But, is it necessary to be so polite with us..."

"Uncle, have you seen Mu Jin?" Mu Chen stopped an uncle walking towards home and asked anxiously. The uncle scratched his head. "Chen, you mean Miss Jin? Let me think... I just saw her with someone heading towards... yes! Towards the path for gathering herbs in the mountains! Chen, are you looking for her?"

"Yes! Thank you, Uncle!" Mu Chen frowned in confusion. "Who was she with?" Heading up the mountain? "That's it! They must be heading to the sunflower field!" With a delighted smile, Mu Chen turned and ran towards the path leading up the mountain.

The old man, watching Mu Chen's hurried pace, sighed, "Sigh... these young people nowadays, why are they all so impulsive..."

"This... how do we get in..." Mu Jin stood outside the peach blossom grove, looking at the thick miasma inside, unsure what to do.

Dongfang Mo said softly, "Don't worry, leave it to me!" With that, he drew a talisman in the air with his right hand. The talisman transformed into a strip, darting to Mu Jin's body and wrapping around her. Suddenly, a bright golden light shone, and a protective film, like a water film, covered Mu Jin's body.

"What is this?" Mu Jin raised her hand in confusion, looking at the protective film only about two centimeters from her skin, clearly not believing what she was seeing.

"Alright, let's go!" Dongfang Mo clapped his hands, glanced at the miasma-filled peach blossom grove before him, took Mu Jin's hand, and walked towards the grove. Kui Ze was ordered to guard outside the peach blossom grove, waiting for them to come out.

Inside the peach blossom grove.

Mu Jin looked fearfully at the venomous snakes and insects slithering beneath her feet, swallowed hard, and looked pleadingly at Dongfang Mo beside her. "Don't be afraid, close your eyes, and follow me." Dongfang Mo's tone was incredibly gentle. His slender fingers brushed against Mu Jin's eyelashes, and Mu Jin felt an unparalleled sense of reliability in his voice. She obediently closed her eyes, letting him lead her deeper into the peach blossom grove.

"We're here." When Mu Jin heard this voice, she eagerly opened her eyes. The surrounding miasma had vanished. Not far away was a low mound, topped with a magnificent peach tree in full bloom. Beneath the tree lay a large, clear, emerald-green rock.

"?" Mu Jin looked at Dongfang Mo in confusion, unsure what to do.

Dongfang Mo walked to the side, and amidst a cluster of pale purple flowers, slowly bent down and bit off the stem of a black flower with his teeth. His eyelids trembled slightly, and clear sap flowed from the corner of his lips, creating an indescribably alluring and seductive scene. Her silvery-white hair cascaded down, obscuring her captivating phoenix eyes. Unconsciously, she was momentarily mesmerized.

He slowly rose, walked out of the flowerbed, a flower in his mouth, and approached her. Seeing Mu Jin gazing at him intently, he bent down and gently fed the flower to her lips. Mu Jin followed his movements in a daze until his fragrant lips touched hers.

As if struck by lightning, she trembled, looking at Dongfang Mo's face so close to hers, feeling her ears turn red. Dongfang Mo's pink tongue lightly licked Mu Jin's lips, and her face flushed crimson.

Just then, Dongfang Mo released her, a flame of desire burning in his eyes. He whispered intimately in her ear, "Anyway, there's plenty of time later. Then, I'll devour you little by little... leaving not a trace~"

Mu Jin felt her whole body stiffen. Dongfang Mo gently pushed her and said, "Go, go to that rock."
"What about you?" "Of course, I'll stay with you, watching you from the side."

"Watching me?"

"Don't worry about that, come on." Dongfang Mo suddenly swept her up in his arms, his toes barely touching the ground, his robes tracing a fiery red streak in the air!

When they landed, Dongfang Mo put her down. Mu Jin turned her head and saw the turquoise rock a few steps away. She felt a little nervous. Dongfang Mo smiled, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Mu Jin nodded and slowly walked towards the rock. When she stood beside the rock, she stared blankly at her reflection, which then rippled out like water, revealing familiar yet strange images. All the memories flooded into Mu Jin's mind like a tidal wave. She remembered everything, everything, including her past life.

Dongfang Mo looked at Mu Jin amidst the falling petals, silently thinking that if he had been attracted by her hidden power back then, now he felt an unprecedented ease with her. A feeling of happiness filled his entire body? Was it because he had been sealed and imprisoned for too long, too lonely? He didn't know. He only felt that being with her was wonderful. He didn't want to leave her.

Looking at her with a somewhat complicated expression, guessing that her memories should have returned, he smiled and prepared to step forward.

Mu Jin slowly turned around and looked at him. Her clear eyes were as always, but there was something unseen in them now. She looked at him, her cherry lips slightly parted, "Mo, my name is Nan Kujin. My past life was Monasha. I was once a heartless person, but now, I don't want to be her anymore. I only want to love and be loved." Seeing her eyes soften, Dongfang Mo nodded, "I know that your past life was the creator god, and your current identity is the city lord of Rosemary City. You care about the world and have many men who love you. But since we signed a contract, it means—you can never get rid of me!"

Nan Kujin chuckled, slowly reciting, "Three lifetimes of fate on the Three Lives Stone, I wonder if it's true..."

Her fingers gently stroked the surface of the Three Lives Stone, the cool touch tugging at Nan Kujin's heartstrings. Just as Dongfang Mo was about to suggest, "Why don't we give it a try?", he and Nan Kujin simultaneously widened their eyes in surprise. The Life Pearl on the Yin-Yang Ring emitted a brilliant light, the Three Lives Stone trembled, and countless wisps of green energy suddenly emerged, wrapping around Nan Kujin's wrists, ankles, and waist…

Nan Kujin tried to use her spiritual power, but found the Yin-Yang Ring lifeless, unresponsive. Dongfang Mo anxiously tried to rush forward to save her, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. Emerald light enveloped Nan Kujin's body. Dongfang Mo watched her disappear into the light, his heart pounding in his chest, and he used all his strength to break through the barrier.

While unconscious, Nan Kujin felt a warm sensation all over her body, like being back in her mother's womb. "Thump thump thump..." What was that beating? "Thump thump thump..." A steady beating, so familiar... such a nostalgic feeling...

After about ten minutes of agonizing waiting, when the shield was removed and the emerald light faded, Nan Kujin was weakly held in Dongfang Mo's arms. When she opened her eyes, she saw Dongfang Mo's eyes filled with joy. Turning her head slightly, she saw her own face on the Three Lives Stone and was immediately shocked, almost jumping up. A familiar face... her face before her disfigurement. Her hands trembled as she touched it, tears welling in her eyes.

Dongfang Mo held her tightly; nothing could be better than this! Nan Kujin suddenly seemed to remember something, her hand covering her left chest. Her heart... was pounding!

Tears, tears of joy, streamed down her face. Dongfang Mo kissed them away, saying, "That's wonderful... truly wonderful..." Suddenly remembering the words he hadn't spoken earlier, Dongfang Mo smiled and said, "The legend of the Three Lives Stone... why not give it a try?" Nan Kujin looked at him, slowly nodding her pointed chin. With her right hand, she summoned a broken wing, which, according to her will, transformed into a sharp little knife! She smiled and carved her name on the Three Lives Stone, then carved Qingyan, Bai Shang, Mu Qi, Lin Jinnian, and Ni Luo's names on top of her own. Dongfang Mo looked at her gentle appearance, a pang of jealousy in his heart as he looked at those names. An unavoidable melancholy filled his chest; he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Just then, he felt a soft hand grasp his right hand, enveloping the hand holding the knife. Startled, he looked up to see Nan Kujin's eyes, like spring water, gazing at him with tender affection…

She and he raised their hands together, and then, over her name, they engraved his name, "Dongfang Mo"…

He was stunned, she smiled. Leaning against him, Nan Kujin softly said, "The way you desperately tried to break through the barrier just now was so cute… and so touching…" He looked down in astonishment, seeing the Three Lives Stone slowly replaying that scene, as if witnessing an immortal vow.

Nan Kujin raised her elegant neck and placed a warm kiss on his lips…

05-08

Auspicious Day

Dongfang Mo happily picked up Nan Kujin and spun her around in the air. Nan Kujin laughed happily, her voice clear and melodious, like a mountain stream. Her warm body told Dongfang Mo that it was not a dream.

"Mo, alright, let's go?" Nan Kujin broke free from Dongfang Mo's embrace, looked around, and then noticed something strange. "Huh? This place... why does it seem like there's no night?"

Dongfang Mo nodded. "The Three Lives Stone should be at the Looking-Homeward Terrace, and next to the Looking-Homeward Terrace should be the Naihe Bridge, where Meng Po waits for souls to be reincarnated. I wonder if the Three Lives Stone here is the same one. Could it be... something happened in the Underworld Palace..." Dongfang Mo's voice trailed off, and Nan Kujin frowned slightly. "King Yama? I've met him once~ He seems so muddle-headed. This place is probably a barrier. I think someone stole the Three Lives Stones from the Underworld and placed them here. As for whether they stole all of them, we don't know~ Anyway, it's none of our business, let's go!"

"Okay, Jin, what are you going to do next?" Dongfang Mo took her hand, and they walked back the way they came. "I have to go back to Rosemary City. Mo, can you help me with something?" Nan Kujin looked up at Dongfang Mo and asked. "Of course, what is it..."

"I...I want you to pass on a message to Bai Shang and Qing Yan. I don't want them to worry about me..." Nan Kujin said, glancing at Dongfang Mo's expression. Seeing his face darken, she quickly hugged his right arm and said coquettishly, "Mo~ don't be jealous~ you promised me~" She even rubbed her face against his arm, looking like a spoiled kitten.

Dongfang Mo looked at her, both angry and helpless. "Then why don't you go? Wouldn't it be better for them to see you directly?" Nan Kujin said with a somewhat forlorn expression, "There are some things I can't let go of in the Valley of Mechanisms."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Mo's jealousy flared up instantly. "You're still thinking about Mu Chen?! Bai Shang and the others are already enough to make me jealous, and you want to add another one?! No way! I won't allow it! Humph~" Dongfang Mo glared fiercely at Nan Kujin, speaking harshly, his expression exactly like a jealous woman.

"Mo Mo is so fierce... Mo Mo is fierce to me..." Nan Kujin blinked her almond-shaped eyes, lightly biting her lower lip, looking indescribably pitiful. Dongfang Mo knew she was pretending to be pitiful, but he just couldn't stand seeing Nan Kujin looking at him like that. He sighed helplessly, then sighed again, and remained silent. "Mo Mo..."

"Alright, alright, I promise you..." Nan Ku Jin said through gritted teeth, as if it were her life, and happily pecked Dongfang Mo's lips, "I love you to death!!!"

Dongfang Mo snorted irritably, "Don't be too happy yet, I remember, he doesn't seem to like you, you know. When I came, you two were arguing!" Hearing this, Nan Ku Jin's smile gradually turned bitter, "Yes... but I just can't let go! I want to ask him my own feelings!" Then, considering whether to carve his name on the Three Lives Stone, Nan Ku Jin silently added in her heart.

"Alright~ I'll wait for your good news!" Dongfang Mo glared at her angrily and entered the miasma first. Nan Ku Jin watched him enter the miasma with a smile, silently activated the power of the Yin-Yang Ring, and followed him into the miasma. But when she came out of the miasma, she saw Kui standing to the side with a look of bewildered amusement, and then she saw Mu Chen standing there in a daze.

Approaching Kui, Nan Kujin asked, "Where's Mo?" Kui glanced at Nan Kujin, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes. "Master... uh... it's Jin. Dongfang saw Lord Mu Chen as soon as he came out, and then inexplicably got angry and left."

"Hehe..." Nan Kujin chuckled softly, waving to Kui and saying, "Kui, you may leave. I'll summon you if needed." "Yes, Master Jin. This subordinate takes his leave." Kui bowed respectfully, his soul vanishing instantly.

Nan Kujin watched him leave before slowly turning to the stunned Mu Chen and saying, "Chen, should I call you Chen, or should I call you Zhu Qing?" Smiling gently, Nan Kujin looked at the grown-up boy before her, the beauty mark at the corner of his eye gleaming, exceptionally alluring.

"You... are Mu Jin? Your face?" Zhu Qing stared at the woman before him in disbelief, not daring to blink. This woman who haunted his dreams had always been by his side, he just never knew it!

Nan Kujin subconsciously touched her face, smiling faintly, "Yes, I am Mu Jin~ But my original name was Nan Kujin. I am the city lord of Rosemary City. Many men love me, and I love them too, so what?"

Mu Chen looked at her, hesitating. So many men? But that makes sense, how could such a radiant woman lack admirers? Nan Kujin looked at him quietly, but her heart was pounding with nervousness. She was waiting for his answer, waiting for him to tell her his decision.

"Jin, can I still call you that? I want to stay by your side." Mu Chen said firmly, looking at her with clear, unwavering eyes.

"That's exactly what I've been waiting for~" Nan Kujin jumped into Mu Chen's arms, her previous composure completely gone. A slight smile played on her lips, but she inwardly berated herself. Just now, she looked like a lecherous wolf trying to seduce an innocent young man~

Mu Chen's hand trembled slightly, then he slowly wrapped his arms around Nan Kujin's waist. Gradually tightening his grip, Mu Chen buried his face in Nan Kujin's neck, savoring her scent.

"Chen? Let's go back!"

"Mmm... whatever you say..."

When Chen returned to the valley with a strange woman, everyone stared in astonishment. Weren't they supposed to be looking for Miss Jin? Why hadn't she returned, and instead a strange woman had come along? But seeing their sweet expressions, no one dared to say anything, and could only watch from afar as they returned to Miss Jin's room...

Mu Chen looked at Nan Ku Jin, smiled slightly, and asked with concern, "Are you hungry? You've been working hard all night, and you didn't even eat before running out. Are you very hungry now?" Nan Ku Jin pouted and nodded, "Yes, yes, you shouldn't have said that. Now that you've mentioned it, I realize I'm starving!"

"I'll go get some late-night snacks. Wait for me!" Mu Chen smiled sweetly, and Nan Ku Jin said in surprise, "Really? How wonderful to taste Chen's cooking!" Mu Chen smiled, walked out of the room, and before leaving, instructed, "Wait for me!"

"Okay~"

About ten minutes later, when Mu Chen brought the glutinous rice balls into the room, he found Nan Ku Jin resting her head on her hand, dozing off, looking somewhat tired. Mu Chen looked at her with affection, took a cotton coat from the wardrobe, and carefully draped it over her shoulders. Mu Chen's movements caught Nan Kujin's attention in her light sleep. She looked up and saw that Mu Chen's face was slightly flushed. She smiled and said, "Chen, you're back~ It smells so good, what is it?" "Sweet rice balls in fermented rice wine. Come and try some!"

"Mmm..." Nan Kujin couldn't wait to eat one. "Mmm...so delicious...Mu Chen, how did you know I like this?"

Mu Chen smiled a little shyly: "I asked Granny Wang. Before, when you weren't well, I asked Granny Wang what you liked to eat so I could think of ways to improve your health." Nan Kujin

was deeply moved and unexpectedly planted a kiss on Mu Chen's lips. Mu Chen shyly covered the spot where he had just been kissed, feeling a little uneasy. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Nan Kujin's cherry lips, which were rosy and glossy from the sweet rice balls in fermented rice wine, and a faint desire stirred in his lower abdomen.

Um, there are some inappropriate scenes below, innocent children please go away~ Or~ hehe, do you not want your little butt anymore?

"Jin..." Mu Chen's voice became somewhat hoarse, and a flame of desire flickered in his eyes. Nan Ku Jin looked up at the sound of his voice, smiled slightly, and her fingers traced Mu Chen's thin chest as she asked ambiguously, "What's wrong, Chen?" Her tender tone was like that of a lover's coquettishness, and Nan Ku Jin had only one thought in her mind at that moment—let's make it a done deal!

Hearing such a tone, Mu Chen's mind went blank. He lifted Nan Ku Jin's chin and pressed his hot lips against hers. Nan Ku Jin chuckled and did nothing, letting Chen do as he pleased. Chen, having worked in a brothel, skillfully entwined his tongue with Nan Ku Jin's, their saliva mixing together in a particularly sensual way. "Chen..." Nan Ku Jin called softly, but Mu Chen's body stiffened, and he awkwardly released his arms from Nan Ku Jin's embrace, his lips and tongue also trying to withdraw.

Nan Kujin smiled mischievously, her pink tongue teasing his lips, sending a tingling sensation straight to his brain. Mu Chen felt his blood boil! He kissed Nan Kujin's lips passionately again, then gently kissed her earlobe, whispering indistinctly in her ear, "Jin... is it okay?"

Nan Kujin didn't speak, only silently hugged him back. This small gesture thrilled Mu Chen. His lips moved down Nan Kujin's snow-white neck, lingering at the crook of her neck, his tongue darting out, licking it with a ticklish sensation. Nan Kujin couldn't help but be moved, letting

out a soft "Mmm..." She and Mu Chen were already on the bed in a daze. Nan Kujin's hand slipped inside Mu Chen's clothes, her fingertips cool against the air, caressing his chest. Mu Chen's breathing grew heavier, and seeing Nan Kujin's actions, his cherry lips parted slightly, letting out an alluring moan. "Mmm... Jin... don't... don't touch there! Mmm..."

Nan Ku Jin smiled wickedly, removing Mu Chen's outer garment, her hands restlessly kneading and caressing his chest. Seeing the pale thighs of the person beneath her fully exposed beneath the hem of his undergarment, Nan Ku Jin pressed herself tightly against Mu Chen. Mu Chen slowly removed Nan Ku Jin's clothes, his fingertips sensually tracing Nan Ku Jin's breasts, causing Nan Ku Jin's body to tremble slightly.

Nan Ku Jin, somewhat retaliatory, pinched Mu Chen's nipples. Mu Chen reflexively jerked upwards, turning to look at Nan Ku Jin, panting, "Jin... you're so wicked~" With that, she turned, pinning Nan Ku Jin beneath her.

Nan Ku Jin rubbed her feet against the inside of Mu Chen's thighs, Mu Chen panting heavily, his lower body tormented by desire. Just then, Nan Ku Jin removed one hand from his chest and moved it to Mu Chen's lower body. Nan Kujin grasped his desire, stroking it rhythmically, making soft, sizzling sounds. Watching Mu Chen gradually become immersed in lust, Nan Kujin encircled his penis with four fingers, her thumb rubbing the tip. Suddenly, as if something clicked, she pinched hard. Mu Chen cried out in surprise, pleasure mingling with pain, his erection growing even larger. Nan Kujin finally removed Mu Chen's last piece of clothing, kissing his chest, leaving behind a trail of her own kisses.

Mu Chen finally couldn't resist any longer. He grasped Nan Kujin's alluring breasts with both hands, watching the snow-white flesh overflow between his fingers. His eyes grew increasingly dark. He lowered his head and took one breast into his mouth, while his other hand kneaded the other breast.

"Mmm... Ah~" Nan Kujin writhed uncontrollably, her lower body occasionally brushing against Mu Chen's. Mu Chen's tongue swirled around the pink nipples, and his occasional sucking made Nan Kujin's soul almost fly away! "Mmm... Mmm..." Shameful moans escaped her lips. Nan Kujin's body trembled slightly from Mu Chen's caresses. Mu Chen's lips curled slightly, and his right hand went directly to the mysterious valley, exploring its moisture and gently caressing her private parts. Amidst the suppressed gasps, the alluring flower bud oozed even more nectar.

Suddenly, his left hand flicked hard against her left breast. "Ahhhhhh!" Nan Kujin cried out, feeling even more fluid flowing from below.

Ignoring her cries, Mu Chen's fingers, slick with love juice, probed into her narrow passage. His fingers precisely pinched and kneaded her clitoris, maliciously rubbing the swollen bud.

Tickling, hooking, poking... Mu Chen's

fingers moved back and forth inside her flower, mimicking the act of intercourse. Nan Kujin cried out in unbearable agony, " Chen... Chen~ Ahh ... His other hand gripped her waist, the force seemingly trying to meld her into his very bones.

His fiery erection stubbornly forced open her entrance, instantly plunging into her wet, flower-like path. With a violent thrust, his large member moved back and forth within her tender honeyed depths, accompanied by moans, his thrusts growing increasingly ferocious. A satisfied smile played on his lips as Mu Chen continued his rhythmic movements within Nan Ku Jin, sweat trickling down his cheeks, dripping into Nan Ku Jin's cleavage, slowly stimulating his optic nerves.

Feeling Mu Chen's movements inside her growing increasingly intense, Nan Ku Jin cried out wantonly.

"Ah~~~~~~~ Chen, too fast~ Mmm~ Slow...slower..."

Mu Chen frantically entered and exited Nan Ku Jin's body, his powerful member relentlessly plunging into the deepest part of her clitoris, wildly thrusting and pounding her pink, secluded opening, as if never enough, withdrawing and thrusting deeper and deeper with each stroke.

The flower stem convulsed violently, and nectar flowed down from their joined bodies. Mu Chen murmured, "Jin...you're so beautiful...so beautiful...I want you, it's not enough! Mmm...mmm..."

Mu Chen forcefully spread her thighs wider to facilitate his faster thrusts. Nan Ku Jin pleaded, her voice trembling with tears, "Enough, enough~~~~~~~~~Ahhh!!!!!! It's too deep~so deep, so deep!!!!!!!!!!"

"Jin, your insides are so hot, so soft...mmm~ah..."

Nan Kujin's fingertips dug deep into Mu Chen's back, trembling slightly from the force. Finally, she felt streams of heat shooting into the deepest part of her body. Nan Kujin screamed, her fingertips leaving long red marks on Mu Chen's back. A flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and she reached her climax...

When
Nan Kujin opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was Mu Chen's smiling eyes. "Ugh... Chen... what time is it?" Nan Kujin asked, her eyes half-closed, somewhat dazed. Mu Chen leaned down and gently kissed her forehead, smiling as he said, "Jin, it's already noon! Are you still tired? Do you want to rest a bit more?" As Mu Chen spoke, he suddenly realized something, his cheeks flushing slightly, looking shy. Nan Kujin immediately became more alert, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "You still know! Last night..." Mu Chen's face turned completely red. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... um... I'll take responsibility for you..." Seeing Mu Chen's adorable embarrassed expression, Nan Kujin couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Silly boy..." Nan Kujin said coquettishly, reaching out to link her arm with Mu Chen's, leaning gently against him, her head resting on his shoulder, smiling happily.
Mu Chen looked at her, his eyes sparkling, he hesitated slightly, then tentatively asked, "Jin, can you... call me Qing?" "Hmm?" Nan Kujin looked up at him in confusion, noticing Mu Chen's somewhat serious expression, "Why?"
"Because... Zhu Qing, that's the name you gave me!" Firmly stating his thoughts, Mu Chen stared intently at Nan Kujin, awaiting her reaction. Nan Kujin lowered her head, casually twirling a strand of her hair with her fingertips, secretly glancing at Mu Chen's nervous yet expectant expression, and smiled softly... "Qing..." she murmured softly, her eyes crinkling at Mu Chen's excited expression. She found a comfortable spot in his arms, nestled against his chest, and slowly closed her eyes. Zhu Qing, somewhat incredulous, tightly embraced Nan Kujin's waist, burying his face deeply in the crook of her neck. Warm, moist breath sprayed onto Nan Kujin's skin, stirring her emotions. But remembering her conversation with Zhu Qing, she took a deep breath and asked, "Qing, do you have a way to leave here? You know we can't fly using spiritual power above the River of Oblivion. Do you have any ideas?" She paused, then continued, "They're still waiting for me. They need me." Zhu Qing's hand tightened slightly, then relaxed. Yes, having her was the greatest blessing of his life; he shouldn't be jealous. Taking out the parchment he always carried, Zhu Qing replied, "I have a way. Use this." Nan Kujin sat up happily and unfolded the parchment. Looking at the complex parts and diagrams, she exclaimed in disbelief, "A wooden armored bird?" "Yes!" Zhu Qing nodded. "This was left to me by my master. He said I would need it someday. And he did. It's just that this project is quite massive. Carving wood like this takes a lot of time and effort, I'm afraid..."
"That's no problem!" Nan Kujin's eyes gleamed with excitement. Great! Carving was no problem for her at all. With her strength, she had already fully restored the power of the Creator God. Now, as long as Zhu Qing showed her the lines, she could carve the corresponding parts even with her eyes closed. Zhu Qing nodded. "Alright, let's eat something first. Jin, you're probably hungry too. We'll make the mechanical bird after we eat. I specially went to the kitchen and made some side dishes. Try them!" As she spoke, she presented a stack of side dishes from the table like a treasure. Nan Ku Jin's mouth watered just from the smell. She clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Wow~ Qing, you have such skills! It smells so good! It looks so delicious! I've struck gold!" She quickly picked up her chopsticks, looking hesitantly at the stacks of side dishes, unsure where to start. Her childlike expression made Zhu Qing momentarily lose his composure. After a day and a night of hard work, the mechanical bird was finally completed. Nan Kujin looked at the wooden armored bird that almost filled the entire room, then suddenly seemed to remember something, slapped her forehead, and said somewhat dejectedly, "I knew something was wrong, Qing! It seems our efforts are going to be in vain! How are we going to get this huge thing out of this room? Are we going to tear this house down?" Zhu Qing smiled mysteriously, "Who said that?" Supporting his already exhausted body, Zhu Qing walked towards the wooden armored bird, coming to its head. Nan Kujin looked at Mu Chen with some curiosity, only to see him suddenly raise his hands, producing a five-colored dagger, and before she could react, he cut his right finger. A drop of blood flowed from the wound, dripping onto the wooden armored bird's brow and instantly disappearing. Zhu Qing muttered incantations, and Nan Kujin cried out in alarm, "Qing, what are you doing! How could you cut yourself?!" Zhu Qing gave her a reassuring look, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Respond to my spirit, gather!" He held his right hand across his chest, making a grasping motion. The wooden armored bird seemed to come alive, its body emitting a yellow light before vanishing into nothingness and being absorbed into a wooden ring on Mu Chen's right ring finger. Looking at everything in disbelief, what was this if not spiritual power? Curious, she approached Zhu Qing, examining the ring closely. Zhu Qing, slightly embarrassed by her gaze, smiled and said, "You must be tired after all this time, Jin! Rest tonight, and we'll set off tomorrow morning!" Mu Chen subtly withdrew his hand and said softly. Even with her high level of martial arts, Nan Kujin felt a strong wave of weariness wash over her. "Okay." Nan Kujin nodded, stepped forward and took Zhu Qing's arm, smiling sweetly, "Let's go!" Zhu Qing looked at her affectionately, said nothing more, and went back to the room with her. "Valley Master, are you really leaving?" At the entrance of the Mechanized Valley, everyone looked reluctant to part, and Dai'er even looked like she was about to cry, her eyes watery as she looked at Zhu Qing standing next to Nan Kujin. Zhu Qing pretended not to see her, smiled and comforted everyone, "It's not like I'm not coming back. We'll naturally come back after we finish our little personal business outside the valley! Don't worry!"
Looking at the old men and women present with some reluctance, Zhu Qing felt a little bitter. When he first came to the Mechanized Valley, they took good care of him. At that time, his heart was full of gratitude, and he had unknowingly regarded them as his own family.
Nan Kujin tugged at his sleeve and shook her head. Zhu Qing hardened his heart, waved his right hand in the air, and the newly completed wooden armored bird appeared above the River of Oblivion. Nan Kujin and Zhu Qing exchanged a glance and nodded. Nan Kujin grabbed Zhu Qing's hand, channeled his spiritual power, and whispered "Rise!" A golden light swirled up, lifting Nan Kujin and Zhu Qing onto the back of the wooden armored bird in an instant. Zhu Qing waved reluctantly to the people below, signaling them to go back, and then used his divine sense to control the wooden armored bird's flight. Not far away, at the border between the demon and monster realms, the two armies had been facing off for a long time. Qing Yan, Bai Shang, Lin Jinnian, Mu Qi, and the others, except for Ni Luo, were all present, staring intently at the spirited man—Mo Tong. "Damn it! The demons' regenerative abilities are extraordinary! Even with our monstrous catapults and cannons, we've only managed a draw after losing the undead legion. What are we going to do? If this continues, the demon race is doomed!" Uncle Ghost, instead of staying in the Underworld, stood beside Bai Shang, glaring hatefully at the battlefield. "You should surrender! Demons! You're going to conquer this world!" Mo Tong's cold and domineering voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of the demons and the people of Rosemary City through spiritual energy, causing a slight change in their expressions. Mu Qi pressed his left shoulder wound and said with difficulty, "Hold on, everyone! Dongfang said the King will return soon!" Remembering the stranger Dongfang Mo who had suddenly arrived a few days ago and the news he brought, everyone's spirits lifted, especially the people of Rosemary City, who were all filled with fighting spirit. Just as these words fell, everyone suddenly felt the surroundings darken. Remembering the clear sky just moments before, some people looked up at the sky with suspicion. At first glance, everyone was astonished. A giant wooden bird, flapping its wings, was steadily gliding through the air! "Hehe~" A low laugh drifted from afar, "Dongfang really knows me well~ But, since he didn't help, it seems I need to teach him a lesson!" A clear, melodious voice rang out. Nan Kujin, dressed in purple, touched the wooden bird's head with her toes, using the momentum to descend. She spread her arms, letting the wind tousle her hair, and smiled at the delighted look on Mu Qi's face. Suddenly, she spun around, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and landed nimbly on the ground. "Who said that? Wasn't I waiting for you?" A teasing laugh rang out. Before anyone could react, Dongfang Mo, dressed in gold, was already standing beside Nan Kujin. Nan Kujin smiled at Bai Shang and the others, her eyes sparkling with unspoken longing!
"Mo Tong, we meet again!"

Suddenly...
"Mo Tong, we meet again..." Nan Kujin chuckled softly, her eyes like a calm lake, revealing neither joy nor sorrow. Her jet-black hair seemed to have grown considerably since their last meeting, now reaching her hips. She casually toyed with a strand of hair in her hand. Mo Tong stared blankly at the face that had disappeared for over three years, almost unable to believe his eyes. But she seemed to have changed. There was an indescribable feeling. "Really, is it you?" Looking at her, he felt a mix of emotions. He hadn't expected to meet again in such a setting, and as enemies at that. "It's me." A glint flashed in Nan Kujin's eyes as she looked directly at Mo Tong. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Mo Tong, I'm giving you one last chance. Stop now, and I can spare your Demon Realm." Upon hearing this, a complex expression crossed Mo Tong's face. He stared at Nan Kujin for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter. "You? You? Who was it that I caged like a canary back then? I won't give up! Even if you join this battlefield, you're just another soul!" "Mo Tong, why don't you understand?" A slightly regretful voice escaped Nan Ku Jin's cherry lips. She glanced sadly at Mo Tong and sighed, "Why break this peace? Those in power can never see the sorrow of the people, never see their pain when they are displaced by war..." Her low, hoarse voice inadvertently touched the softest strings in the hearts of the demon soldiers and the people of Rosemary City. On everyone's face, there was a look of distress, but their eyes were filled with gratitude. At least, there was one person in power who understood what they were thinking!
"Then, Mo Tong, bring it on! From this day forward, we are enemies! All past grievances are severed today!"
Her resolute voice, devoid of hesitation, whispered in Dongfang Mo's ear, "Today, I will settle this. Don't help." Dongfang Mo glanced at Nan Ku Jin with a complex expression, but nodded nonetheless. Nan Ku Jin waved her right hand, her body rising as lightly as a feather. Summoning her broken wing, she looked down at the demon soldiers, slowly placing the broken wing across her chest. The Yin-Yang Ring, as if summoned, began to emit black and white light. Mo Tong watched Nan Ku Jin hovering in the air, raised her hand, and the war finally began. Just as the demon race and the people of Rosemary City were preparing to enter the battle, Nan Ku Jin shouted in the air, "Kui, I summon you as your master!" "Yes..." A deep voice came from underground, and Kui led his undead warriors, emerging one by one from the ground. Uncle Ghost could hardly believe his eyes, exclaiming in surprise, "Wh...what! Nan Kujin...she's actually the master of the undead legion!" Kui led his troops in a respectful salute to Nan Kujin, who nodded slightly in return. Kui raised the bone sword at his waist and let out a shout that no one could understand. The undead legion surged towards the demon army like a tidal wave. Just as the two armies were about to clash, Nan Kujin finally moved. The broken wing in her hand suddenly shone brightly, instantly transforming into a long, silver-white whip. She shouted, "Open Heaven and Earth!" Before anyone could react, she had already lashed out with the whip, countless afterimages whistling through it, striking the vanguard of the demon army repeatedly. In an instant, the soldiers were reduced to dust!
Such terrifying power...everyone was shocked, but in the hearts of Kaka and the other four gods, excitement outweighed shock. The power of the creator god...has it finally returned? Mo Tong's expression changed drastically. He made a hand seal in front of his chest, and a black dragon instantly appeared behind him. With a burst of strength, Mo Tong soared into the air, performing a somersault and landing precisely on the dragon's head. Nan Ku Jin looked at him and actually smiled slightly. "Mo Tong, I am no longer the woman you used to bully. Remember that!" Spreading her arms, the Yin-Yang rings on Nan Ku Jin's wrists shone brightly. Nan Ku Jin chanted incantations, leaning slightly forward, and her broken wings transformed into a glass bow! Nan Ku Jin held the bow in her left hand, while her right hand twirled in the air, and countless black and white flowers appeared beside her hand! She slowly placed her hand on the string, and the flowers transformed into an arrow. Watching the string gradually draw back, Nan Ku Jin's calm voice rang out, "See clearly, this is true power!"
With a "whoosh," the arrow left the string and shot through the air, heading straight for Mo Tong. The immense force exerted unprecedented pressure on Mo Tong, who coughed up a mouthful of blood with a soft "poof." The black dragon beneath his feet shattered like paper, while Nan Kujin watched, her expression unchanged, as Mo Tong plummeted like a kite with a broken string. The flower arrow, though missing its target, didn't disappear; instead, it exploded in mid-air, each petal becoming a deadly weapon, piercing the vitals of the demon soldiers. In an instant, thousands perished! "Mo Tong, did you see that? Retreat! Don't come back!" Nan Kujin said expressionlessly, looking at the struggling Mo Tong. A flicker of despair crossed Mo Tong's eyes as she watched her forces dwindle at an alarming rate. Gritting her teeth, she shouted, "Retreat!" Nan Ku Jin watched as Mo Tong suppressed the surging blood within her and used her spiritual power to instantly pull the demon soldiers from the battle. She then ordered Kui, "Stop! Let them go!" She stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the unwilling Mo Tong before her. Mo Tong looked at her, gritting his teeth hatefully, and said, "I will not give up!"
Nan Ku Jin's expression changed, and she roared, "Then next time, it will be your death day!" With a flick of her sleeve, she walked towards the direction where Qing Yan and the others were, never looking at Mo Tong again. Long afterward, within the City of Rosemary, the Demon King stood respectfully before Nan Kujin, saying, "Thank you, City Lord, for your timely assistance to the Demon Clan! If there is anything the Demon Clan can do to help in the future, we will do our utmost!" Nan Kujin smiled faintly and waved her hand, saying, "That's nothing. I only hope that if the Demon Clan ever harms other realms again, you will send troops to help. Is that alright?" The Demon King nodded, "Of course!" "Demon King, I imagine your Demon Clan has suffered considerable losses after this battle! Take this opportunity to reorganize and make proper arrangements! The well-being of all people is paramount! Remember this..." Nan Kujin left after saying these words, turning and departing, leaving the Demon King standing there, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Mo Tong, leading his remaining troops, was rushing towards the Demon Clan. He clung to his consciousness the entire way, not daring to linger for even a moment. "Mo Tong, are you unwilling?" Just as they were about to enter the Demon Realm, a deep male voice rang out, carrying a seductive power that made Mo Tong immediately reply, "Of course!" "Then, cooperate with me... We'll each get what we want. I'll get the people I want, and you'll get the world you desire. Hehe..." Accompanied by laughter, Luo Yehua, dressed in black, descended from the sky and appeared before Mo Tong. "Agree?"
Mo Tong looked at him. "Are you confident? After all, her strength..." "I know her strength all too well!" Luo Yehua said excitedly, his eyes darting around, as if he had remembered something, a look of recollection appearing on his face. "How about it? After all, you're all alone now. My needs are nothing to you. Don't worry, that person will never interfere with your path to this world! I'll keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn't run away again..." Seeing Mo Tong's somewhat tempted expression, Luo Yehua continued to entice him. Mo Tong asked with some doubt, "Who exactly is she?" "Well, I can't tell you!" Luo Yehua narrowed his eyes slightly. "One sentence, will you agree?"
Mo Tong hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded. "Very good. Then tomorrow at noon, someone from the Underworld will come looking for you. Follow him to find me!" After saying this, Luo Yehua clapped his hands, and a huge black bird with three heads landed. Luo Yehua waved to him, jumped onto the bird's back, and flew away. "Wife, why didn't you kill Mo Tong!" Qing Yan pouted, looking at Nan Ku Jin with resentment, her tone overflowing with jealousy. Upon hearing this, the men around her immediately surrounded Nan Ku Jin, looking at her with mournful expressions. Dongfang Mo and Zhu Qing stood outside the crowd, watching the four men with ambiguous smiles, confident that the topic would soon shift to them. "Um...forgive and forget...didn't I say the next time I see him, it'll be his death knell?" Nan Kujin chuckled awkwardly. "Is that so?" Bai Shang snorted coldly, while Lin Jinnian saw through her act. "Most likely still harboring feelings, just for the sake of our past relationship! You lecherous woman!" Nan Kujin immediately adopted a sweet, obedient demeanor. "No way~ I'm very devoted..." "You call that devoted?" Mu Qi looked at her amusedly, then glanced at the men around them. "If I remember correctly, before you met me, you were quite the ladies' man~" He deliberately emphasized the word "ladies' man," successfully intensifying the jealousy in the air. Nan Kujin gritted her teeth resentfully, forcing a bright smile, and chuckled dryly, "Let's not talk about the past~ that was ages ago~~~"
"Alright, fine, let's not talk about it then. But what about these two?!" Lin Jinnian pointed at Zhu Qing and Dongfang Mo with some resentment. Qing Yan, Bai Shang, and Mu Qi also looked at Nan Kujin with "curiosity," waiting for her answer. Nan Kujin shrank her neck. "Well, it's like this... we met, and then we did this and that, it's that simple!" As Nan Kujin spoke, she channeled her spiritual power and, in a flash, appeared behind Zhu Qing and Dongfang Mo before they could react. The four men sighed inwardly, but outwardly said menacingly, "Once you enter the Nan Ku family, you must understand the rules of the Nan Ku family. Come here!" With that, Qing Yan and the others pulled Dongfang Mo and Zhu Qing aside and began to discuss them in hushed tones. Zhu Qing glanced at Nan Kujin from time to time while discussing, his eyes clearly showing worry and... tenderness. Nan Kujin swallowed hard, feeling like a fat sheep that had just been put on the shelf... "Um, is it done?" Nan Kujin scratched her head and asked somewhat dejectedly. "Hmph, consider yourself lucky! If Nilo were here, hmph!" Lin Jinnian had barely opened his mouth when he sensed something was wrong, his expression instantly turning serious. "By the way, why hasn't Nilo returned yet! Something's strange about this!" Lin Jinnian's voice was like a pebble dropped into water, causing everyone's expressions to change slightly. "Could it be..." "Yes, it was Luo Yehua who captured them!" Just then, Luo Wei walked in from outside and respectfully said to Nan Kujin, "Luo Yehua sent word that Nilo is in his hands. If you want to save them, meet me in the Underworld in three days!

" (Part 1)
Nan Kujin's expression changed, and after a long while, she looked up and said softly, "What's meant to come will come. I wonder when things will finally come to an end between us?" Qingyan looked at her slightly furrowed brows. Knowing that she had regained her memories of her past life, she felt a complex mix of emotions towards Luo Yehua. After all, everything Luo Yehua had done for her in her past life couldn't be easily erased. His kindness to her, his reincarnation for her sake—she, who had no feelings in her past life, might not have understood, but she understood now. Qingyan stepped forward and embraced her, whispering, "Wife, don't be too troubled. Just follow your heart." Qingyan's words instantly awakened Nan Kujin, who had been confused by this. She nodded happily and left a big kiss on Qingyan's cheek.
Qingyan was visibly startled, her cheeks gradually flushing red. She looked somewhat awkwardly at the group of people around her who were watching her with amusement, coughed, and said, "Wife, I'll go with you, okay? We're worried about you going alone." The men all nodded in agreement. Dongfang Mo continued, "Luo Yehua's strength is truly not to be underestimated. We'll go with you!" Nan Kujin glanced at the worried expressions on everyone's faces, sighed, and shook her head. "Why?" Lin Jinnian raised an eyebrow, somewhat displeased, while the others looked equally puzzled. Nan Kujin replied, "I think there might be a trap!" This statement startled everyone. Mu Qi pondered for a moment and said, "It's very possible. Luo Yehua and Mo Tong have joined forces. They guessed that Jin'er would definitely go, and that we would worry about her safety and go with her. At this time, Mo Tong can take advantage of the opportunity to attack the human realm! If we don't go and instead aid the human realm, Jin'er alone will be no match for Luo Yehua and will be captured. This is truly a well-intentioned scheme!"
Nan Kujin nodded, "Yes, but I still have to go! Not just because of Ni Luo, but because of my master! Without Lin Mu and the others, perhaps Mu Qi and I would have died at the hands of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion long ago. How could we be here today? So I will definitely go. Besides, I don't think I can necessarily defeat Luo Yehua. You should go to the human realm! After all, the well-being of all people is more important..." "But..." Zhu Qing wanted to say something, but Bai Shang stopped him. “Little thing, promise me you’ll come back safe and sound! I believe in you, you’ll be alright…” Nan Kujin looked at Bai Shang’s serious face and nodded. “Yes! You all have to be safe and sound too! Mo, you’re the strongest among them. If I come back and find out one of them is in trouble, I’ll see… Hmph!” Nan Kujin glanced at Dongfang Mo indifferently and said. Dongfang Mo pouted unhappily, “Why… Jin’er, this is racial discrimination! I’m just an ancient divine beast… Is it necessary to be like this… You’re biased!” Nan Kujin pouted, “No, I’m just giving you credit! Alright, alright~ Enough said, let’s get going! Every second counts now, I’m leaving first!” With a wave of her hand, Nan Kujin channeled her spiritual power, and after a flash of light, she disappeared from the spot. “Luo Yehua, I’m here.” Standing at the entrance to the Underworld, Nan Kujin spoke softly to the void before her.
"Hehe, welcome..." Accompanied by the sound of clapping, Luo Yehua's figure gradually appeared. Nan Kujin looked at him, her eyes flickering uncertainly. Luo Yehua looked at her and said, "Xixi, your memories have returned?" Nan Kujin didn't answer, but simply nodded. With a soft sigh, Nan Kujin said, "Hua, it seems our entanglement is destined. I don't want to hurt you. I know we've always lacked a resolution, and that's what I owe you."
Shaking his head, Luo Yehua said, "No, all of that was my own choice. I thought that once you had a heart, we could be together, and you could fall in love with me. But I never imagined that after reincarnation, you would fall in love with so many people, but not me." His slightly sarcastic tone reminded Nan Kujin of a saying—love that cannot be controlled is the beginning of disaster. For some reason, hearing these words caused a pang of pain in her heart. She shook her head. "I don't want to fight you, but I hope you can release Niluo and my master." "No problem." Luo Yehua's straightforward tone made Nan Kujin wonder if she had misheard. Luo Yehua smiled slightly at her surprised expression. "Of course, there's no such thing as a free lunch. I have a request." Nan Kujin immediately looked like she knew it and waved her hand, asking, "What is it?" "Well, it's simple. I hope you can stay with me for a month." "A month? What are you planning?!" Nan Kujin looked at Luo Yehua with some wariness. Indeed, his request was so simple that it was hard not to be suspicious! Luo Yehua smiled, "Don't worry, I absolutely won't play any tricks this month. I'm just unwilling to give up, and I hope to be with you this month. I admit I hope you can fall in love with me, I admit I'm jealous of Bai Shang and the others, I can't tolerate their existence, but now, I realize that perhaps sometimes, only by letting go of some things can you get what you want." "Alright, I promise you." Nan Kujin hesitated for a moment, thinking that if there really was a trap, she would deal with it as it came, so she might as well agree. Luo Yehua's face lit up with joy, "Alright, I'll release Ni Luo and the others right now!" With a wave of his hand, a black light shot into the Netherworld, and not long after, Ni Luo's voice came from afar. "Luo Yehua! What exactly do you want! Let me tell you, don't even think about using me to threaten that stupid woman! Hmm... you damned woman... how could you..." "Yes, this woman you call stupid and wicked has come to save you!" Nan Kujin shook her head helplessly, and out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently saw the two medical immortals and medical saints following behind Ni Luo. She smiled happily and called out, "Master!" and rushed over!
"Hehe, good disciple, not bad, not bad, your clothes look much better now, did you strike it rich? Poor us two, tsk tsk..." Hearing her masters' teasing, Nan Kujin smiled a little embarrassedly, "Masters, from now on you can live with me in Rosemary City, I will definitely treat you well! By the way..." Nan Kujin changed the subject, looking at Luo Yehua, and said, "Since you said you wouldn't do anything to my masters, then you should send someone to escort them to the human realm to meet up with Qingyan and the others! Master, keep this bamboo tube, there's a butterfly inside. When you meet them, release the butterfly, and it will find me. Moreover, I've put a seal on this bamboo tube, no one but you can open it! So, Luo Yehua, don't even think of any tricks!" Luo Yehua was somewhat... Nodding helplessly, he ordered the subordinate who brought Ni Luo, "Go and take charge. If there's any mistake, you'll be beheaded!" Nan Kujin tiptoed, searched for a long time, then turned back with a somewhat gloomy expression and asked her master, her voice muffled, "Master...where is she?" Lin Mu shook his head, "She treated you like that, don't you hate her?" Nan Kujin sighed, "No. Love is a personal choice. If you love, you love. She's a woman who likes me, and I've never discriminated against her. It's just...her love was a bit extreme." Lin Mu nodded, "It's truly remarkable that you have this kind of mindset. Don't worry, she's still in the valley. I discovered a medicinal herb that can restore her sanity. But if someone takes it, they'll be in a deep sleep for two years. She's still asleep, which is why I didn't bring her with me this time."
"Thank you, Master." Nan Kujin smiled gratefully and said to Luo Yehua, "Everything is fine now. You should send someone to send Master on his way. Mo Tong, has it already been done?" Nan Kujin smiled faintly, and Luo Yehua gave her an appreciative look. "As expected, Mo Tong and I guessed right. You guessed our plan pretty accurately. Indeed, the Demon Lord and our Underworld army are not far from the Human Realm! You don't need to glare at me. I won't withdraw my troops. After all, this is a deal between him and me!" "Why doesn't he understand?" Nan Kujin sighed. Ni Luo then spoke up, "You damn woman, do you want me to stay and keep you company? Who knows what someone is up to!" Nan Kujin shook her head. "You should go help them! I... well, I trust him."
“You… Ugh!” Ni Luo stomped her foot angrily, but Lin Mu said, “Ni Luo, there’s just one thing left to settle between them, so you don’t need to interfere. Come with me!” Nan Ku Jin gave Lin Mu a grateful smile upon hearing this. “Yes, Ni Luo, you should go!”
Seeing that Nan Ku Jin’s mind was made up, Ni Luo couldn’t say anything and had to give up. Nan Ku Jin walked to Luo Ye Hua’s side, looked at him, nodded, and said, “Let’s go, take me to revisit this place.” Luo Ye Hua knew that she couldn’t let go of what had happened at the flower garden, and smiled bitterly, saying softly, “Don’t worry, nothing like that will happen again.” In that instant, Nan Ku Jin suddenly met his earnest gaze. That deep affection was an emotion that she had never understood in her past life. Now, seeing it again, she felt dazed, as if everything had returned to many years ago…

The Settlement (Part 2)
The morning sunlight, carrying a warm and cozy feeling, fell gently. Nan Kujin, dressed in a long green dress, sat on the stone steps of the courtyard, a white flower tucked in her hand, lost in thought. "How boring..." she muttered to herself. Nan Kujin was practically suffocating with boredom. Luo Yehua, for some reason, hadn't come back since leading her to this elegant little courtyard of the Underworld Palace yesterday; she wondered what he was doing. "Whoosh!" The sound of something cutting through the air startled Nan Kujin. She leaped up, her slender hand swirling in the air before deftly pinching a jade hairpin, its emerald gleaming with a warm light, into her hand. The hairpin was made of fine jade, but the carving was somewhat clumsy. The conch-like lines at the end of the hairpin weren't smooth enough, and some areas that should have been carved deeper were rather shallow. However, overall, it was still quite nice, suggesting the carver had put in considerable effort.
Casually twirling the hairpin, Nan Kujin extended her divine sense, finally locating the person who had projected it onto the artificial hill. Pretending to casually pass by the artificial hill, a glance out of the corner of her eye revealed Luo Yehua looking at her somewhat anxiously, with a hint of melancholy. Gone was his usual domineering demeanor; he now resembled a somewhat innocent young boy. Nan Kujin chuckled softly as her gaze swept over his face. But when she saw the expression brimming in his eyes, her heart skipped a beat. A memory flashed through her mind of her past life: him always silently watching her from the shadows, his eyes filled with the same adoration! Knowing that Nan Kujin had discovered him, Luo Yehua emerged somewhat embarrassed from behind the artificial hill. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Do you like it?" Nan Kujin raised an eyebrow and held up the jade hairpin in her hand. "Did you carve this?" Luo Yehua nodded. "Yes. I carved it last night. It's not very well done." Nan Kujin smiled slightly. "Can you put it on me?" Luo Yehua nodded. "Sure!" He walked to Nan Kujin's side, and she handed him the jade hairpin, lowering her head. Luo Yehua carefully inserted the jade hairpin into Nan Kujin's dark hair, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from the woman, his heart fluttering. Nan Kujin felt a hand stroking her hair, inserting a cool hairpin into it. For some reason, she felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her heart, quite strange. Slightly shifting uncomfortably, Nan Kujin asked softly, "Are you done?" Luo Yehua gave a soft "Mmm," and Nan Kujin eagerly looked up at Luo Yehua, blinked, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?" Nan Kujin's tone carried a girlish charm, making Luo Yehua momentarily stunned. "Yes, it looks good!" Nodding, Luo Yehua's smiling eyes shone like stars in the sky, and Nan Kujin was momentarily lost in thought. After a while, she said, "You've gone to great lengths to keep me in the Underworld for a month, you're not just going to let me stay in this boring Underworld Palace for a month, are you?" Luo Yehua coughed apologetically, "Of course not, I'm going to take you to the capital city of the Underworld today!" Nan Kujin's eyes widened with excitement, "Really? Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!!!" Grabbing Luo Yehua's hand, Nan Kujin hurriedly ran towards the door. Luo Yehua stopped her, "We're not going to be gone in just a day or two. You should pack your things before you leave!" Nan Kujin nodded, "Okay, wait for me, I'll go pack. And also, you're not allowed to bring any subordinates this time, just the two of us, understand?" After saying this, Nan Kujin ran into the house. Luo Yehua shook his head, thinking with amusement, how could he possibly bring anyone? He was eager to create more space for the two of them alone! A moment later, on the mountain path, Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua each carried a simple bundle, chatting and laughing along the way, quite like they were on a picnic. It turned out that Nan Kujin didn't want to reach the capital of the Underworld so quickly. At her insistence, they even skipped the horse and decided to walk the entire way! And so, they were walking along a mountain path! "Wow, I never expected the Underworld to be so similar to the Human World! The air is just as fresh!" Nan Kujin let out a big breath, a relaxed expression on her face, her steps becoming lighter. Luo Yehua simply watched her with a smile, his gaze following her figure with a dreamy look, remaining silent. "Hua, you know what? I don't actually want to be a great person. On the contrary, I want to be a simple, single person without any worries, just living happily every day! Mo Tong just can't understand this, it's such a pity! Even if he gets the whole world, what then? In the end, it's all fleeting, it will all dissipate. Besides, those in power are always lonely, and which one in power can be carefree? I think as long as you live happily, that's enough~" Nan Kujin's light tone carried a hint of longing. Luo Yehua listened, pondered for a long time, and... He asked hesitantly, "So, what kind of person do you like to grow old with?"
Nan Kujin smiled at him, as if he could see right through her. "Well, my requirements aren't high. First and foremost, it has to be mutual. After all, if one party is forced, the love will ultimately become unbearable. Secondly, both parties must be loyal and won't betray each other... Although I'm not very good at that, I will truly treat the person I love with sincerity!" With a warm smile, Nan Kujin seemed to recall the moments she had met her current lovers, her eyes filled with reminiscence. Luo Yehua's expression instantly darkened upon seeing this, but then, as if remembering something, he quickly regained his composure. A hint of helplessness appeared on his face, and Luo Yehua sighed softly, shaking his head. "Have you ever resented me? For forcing you like that before? Do I... still have a chance?" Nan Kujin glanced at him indifferently upon hearing this. "Of course. I hate being forced the most. But, after I regained my memories of my past life, I don't know why, but my hatred for you has lessened considerably, and I even feel it's no longer important. As for... a chance... I don't know..." Nan Kujin's tone revealed a hint of helplessness. Luo Yehua also knew that what he had done before was somewhat excessive, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Seeing his somewhat annoyed look, Nan Kujin deliberately changed the subject, saying, "Do you know how to barbecue?" "Huh?" Faced with the sudden question, Luo Yehua was a little confused. "Can't you tell that we're definitely going camping tonight! Idiot!" The teasing tone immediately swept away the somewhat dull feeling from before, and Luo Yehua's face immediately turned a little ugly. He turned his head away and said sullenly, "No... such things are of course the responsibility of subordinates. How could I possibly do such a thing!"
"Tch~ If you can't, you can't~ Stop making excuses..." Nan Kujin scoffed. "But since you invited me to the Underworld, you're responsible for everything I do. Tonight's dinner... well, it's all yours!" Clapping her hands with a hint of schadenfreude, Nan Kujin glanced at Luo Yehua's suddenly unpleasant expression, feeling incredibly pleased. She never denied the truth of the saying, "Only petty men and women are difficult to deal with." She, Nan Kujin, was not one to hold grudges. "Well, it's getting late, let's camp up ahead! There seems to be a stream not far away; there must be fish there. Qingyan's cooking was excellent back then; I wonder how our Grand Palace Master Luo's cooking is~ Hehe..." Nan Kujin skipped and hopped towards the stream, preparing for tonight's bed. Luo Yehua resignedly walked towards the stream, feeling somewhat resentful. Of course, he didn't want to lose to Nan Kujin's men; with his strength, how could he possibly lose! When he arrived at the stream, he pondered for a moment, then selected several long, flexible vines from the grass around the stream. Holding a vine by the end in each hand, he deftly began to work. Soon, a simple vine basket appeared before him. Though somewhat ugly, it would do. Looking at the stream, Luo Yehua cleaved a section in the air with both hands, blocking it off. With his other hand, he quickly pumped out the water, watching the riverbed gradually emerge and the fish leaping about. He couldn't help but feel a little smug; it seemed quite simple! With a gentle flick of his other hand, the fish leaped into the air and accurately fell into the basket. Only then did Luo Yehua stop, returning every last drop of water, breaking the seal, and the stream began to flow again. Just as he was looking at everything with satisfaction, someone deftly pushed him in the waist. The muddy bank was slippery, and Luo Yehua, caught off guard, fell in with a splash. When he emerged from the water, his clothes were completely soaked. "Oops, sorry... my hand slipped..." Nan Kujin stuck out her pink tongue, looking completely innocent, leaving Luo Yehua standing there gritting his teeth. How could her personality have changed so much after this reincarnation! He hadn't known until they spent time together that she had so many tricks up her sleeve!
"Pull me up!" Luo Yehua said somewhat resentfully, reaching out his hand. Nan Kujin glanced at him but didn't reach out. Instead, she made a grabbing motion in the air with her left hand, and Luo Yehua immediately felt a powerful force strike his hand. The next second, he was lifted into the air and landed on the bank.
"I'm not stupid enough to grab your hand! What if you pull me down right away?" Nan Kujin smiled slyly, looking at the vine basket, then at Luo Yehua, and said with some approval, "I didn't realize you were so capable." Hearing her praise, Luo Yehua's previously depressed mood instantly improved. "Of course," he replied somewhat bluntly. Nan Kujin looked at him and smiled gently. Now she realized that sometimes he wasn't so bad after all! Taking his hand, Nan Kujin led him to a clearing that had clearly just been cleared. Nan Kujin pointed to two huge trees not far away and said, "See those two nets? Those are called hammocks. You sleep there at night, but don't get any funny ideas, or you'll be sorry!" Her fierce look had a touch of cuteness. Luo Yehua looked at her and could only nod with a wry smile.

The End (Part 2)
"Woo..." The next morning, Nan Kujin woke up to the clear chirping of birds. "Awake?" A slightly languid male voice rang out. Nan Kujin's heart skipped a beat. She turned her head slightly and saw Luo Yehua leaning over the hanging net, smiling at her. "You... um... don't get so close to me!" Feeling the faint scent of grass on Luo Yehua, Nan Kujin's face flushed slightly, and she said in a somewhat fierce tone.
"Hehe..." Luo Yehua seemed to notice Nan Kujin's embarrassment and chuckled softly. Nan Kujin glared at him, then nimbly landed on her feet. "Alright, wash up and we'll be on our way... Let's have these wild fruits for breakfast! I've already eaten some, they're very sweet!" Nan Kujin watched as Luo Yehua handed her a dozen or so bright red fruits, and couldn't help but recall the adorable way he scratched his head while preparing dinner last night. A slight smile appeared on her lips. "Okay, thanks! Wait for me, I'll go wash up and be right back!" With that, she walked towards the stream.
Not long after, the two continued their journey. After walking for most of the day, Nan Kujin felt slightly tired and pouted, asking Luo Yehua, "Boss, you're more familiar with the Underworld. How far is it from here to the capital?" Luo Yehua looked into the distance, estimated the distance, and said, "Not far. If we follow the official road ahead, we should reach the capital by mid-night." "That sounds quite far... But never mind, let's go!" Nan Kujin rubbed her aching calves and secretly channeled her spiritual energy to ease her discomfort. Nan Kujin walked along the road somewhat dejectedly. Luo Yehua glanced at her indifferently, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, which Nan Kujin caught. She felt a surge of annoyance; he was mocking her for refusing to take a carriage and insisting on walking. She had only herself to blame! Thinking this with resentment, Nan Kujin felt a growing anger rising within her. Just then, two synchronized shouts rang out, "This tree is mine, this road is mine! If you want to pass, leave your toll!" Nan Kujin was startled at first, secretly wondering if there were bandits in the underworld. Her second thought was—great, the doormat has come knocking! Looking at the two figures before her, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, Nan Kujin couldn't help but think of the two chubby characters in Wei Xiaobao's novels, finding it somewhat amusing. She deliberately feigned fear, speaking in a soft, sweet voice, "My lords, I don't have anything valuable on me, please let me go! But this gentleman, look at his bright clothes, he's clearly wealthy, it'd be better to go with him!" With that, she deliberately raised her hand, half-covering her face with her sleeve, feigning shyness. Nan Kujin was naturally beautiful, and this act immediately made the two bandits' eyes widen. Luo Yehua glanced at Nan Kujin with amusement, a hint of doting in his eyes. He coughed, "Brothers, don't listen to my wife's nonsense. She's angry with me! I'm just a poor scholar, where would I get the wealth? Please, gentlemen, have mercy on us!" He then deliberately pulled Nan Kujin tightly into his arms, feigning concern. Nan Kujin gritted her teeth in anger, secretly pinching Luo Yehua hard, thinking bitterly—Serves you right for taking advantage of me! She never expected Luo Yehua to pull such a stunt, and was somewhat amused and exasperated.
The two robbers exchanged a glance, nodded, and said in unison, "We can let you go... but... hehe..." With a lewd laugh, they said, "We've taken a liking to your little lady. Leave her here, and you can go!" Luo Yehua had already known they would say this, but hearing it still made him somewhat unhappy. He snorted coldly in his heart, but on the surface, Luo Yehua remained calm and pretended to be weak. He tightened his grip, making Nan Kujin both anxious and ashamed. After all, it would be awkward for anyone to have a man and woman's bodies pressed so tightly together, let alone Nan Kujin, a lustful woman. Looking at Luo Yehua's face, she panicked and hurriedly tried to push him away.
"I'm done! I'm done! Luo Yehua, take your hand off me!" she said angrily. Luo Yehua smiled and raised an eyebrow. "Not playing anymore?" Seeing Nan Kujin nod repeatedly, he said in a low, husky voice, "But I don't want to..." "You...you bad guy!" Nan Kujin clearly heard the barely concealed desire in Luo Yehua's voice. She glared at him hatefully and said coldly, "Let go or not..." Luo Yehua, at this moment, spoke in a somewhat shameless manner, "Give me a kiss and I'll let go." "You..." Nan Kujin struggled with all her might, but a woman's strength is no match for a man's. Helpless, Nan Kujin stood on tiptoe and gently pecked Luo Yehua's lips. Luo Yehua seemed to want more, licking the spot Nan Kujin had just kissed, his expression extremely satisfied, making Nan Kujin's teeth itch with hatred. The two bandits were utterly bewildered. How did those two suddenly start flirting, and what did they mean by "I'm done playing"? Weren't they clearly showing disrespect to them? "Ahem... Have you thought it through?" Hearing the voice, Luo Yehua raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Didn't you hear my wife say she's done playing?" With a cold snort, Luo Yehua raised his hand, just about to kill the two men, when he heard Nan Kujin say urgently, "No! Just punish them a little!" Upon hearing this, the spiritual energy in Luo Yehua's hand suddenly weakened. Only then did the two bandits realize that they had encountered a formidable opponent. What Luo Yehua and his companion had done just now was toying with them! Immediately understanding their predicament, the two of them knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed to Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua.
"My lords, please forgive us! We have young children and elderly parents to support, we promise we won't do it again, please spare our lives!" Looking at the two men's tearful and aggrieved appearance, Luo Yehua and Nan Kujin found it utterly comical. Luo Yehua shook his head and said mockingly, "Then, for my wife's sake, I'll spare your lives this time, but I still need to punish you a little!"
As he spoke, the spiritual energy in his hands seemed to come alive, sweeping towards the two men, instantly binding them into the shape of silkworms! Clapping his hands triumphantly, Luo Yehua looked at his masterpiece and smiled slightly. Turning to Nan Kujin, he said softly, "Let's go!" Looking at his genuine smile, Nan Kujin was slightly lost in thought. Many years later, when Nan Kujin recalled this event, she sighed, "Such a handsome man, slowly turning around under the dazzling sunlight, smiling gently at me, his voice tender."
"What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought..." Luo Yehua waved his hand in front of Nan Kujin's eyes. Nan Kujin snapped back to reality, her face flushing slightly. Luo Yehua grinned mischievously, "So you're captivated by your husband's dashing figure, huh? Tsk tsk!" "Wh...what?! You're so annoying! And who's your wife?! You're just a figurehead at best!" As soon as the words left her mouth, Nan Kujin's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she'd blurted out her innermost thoughts! Luo Yehua couldn't believe his ears. He grabbed Nan Kujin's shoulders with a mixture of delight and exclaimed urgently, "Say it again, say it again!" Nan Kujin feigned ignorance, laughing it off, "Huh? What?" "What you just said!" Luo Yehua said excitedly. Nan Kujin pretended to be confused, "Annoying?"
"No, no, the next sentence!" "Who's your wife?" Nan Kujin continued to play dumb. Luo Yehua hugged her tightly, speaking with a mixture of love and resentment, "Don't try to play dumb with me, I heard everything! You said it, didn't you? You mean I still have a chance!" Luo Yehua's eyes were like stars, his gaze burning as he looked at Nan Kujin with such fervor, anticipating her answer. Nan Kujin glanced away, pouting slightly, "Yes, I did say that, so what~ But I made it very clear, it's just pending, it depends on your performance!" Luo Yehua was overjoyed and didn't know what to say. He had always thought he would never have another chance, but unexpectedly, things had taken a turn for the better! Overjoyed, Luo Yehua eagerly kissed Nan Kujin's lips, silencing her chattering mouth.
"Mmm..." Nan Kujin opened her eyes wide in surprise, feeling Luo Yehua's tongue slip inside. Nan Kujin was both ashamed and annoyed, ashamed because Luo Yehua's kissing skills were truly unparalleled, and annoyed because Luo Yehua had actually forced a kiss on her! After struggling a few times to no avail, Nan Kujin resigned herself to the kiss, thinking to herself that it wasn't a bad deal at all. Such a handsome man was throwing himself at her, why not take advantage of it? After a long while, Luo Yehua finally released Nan Kujin. Nan Kujin's cherry lips parted slightly, breathing softly. She glared at Luo Yehua angrily, unaware of how alluring her expression was. Luo Yehua felt a tightening in his lower abdomen, and his breathing became rapid. Nan Kujin realized something was wrong and quickly jumped away, making Luo Yehua smile wryly. "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you..." Nan Kujin scoffed, "That's hard to say. What if someone... gets aroused? Then I'd be at a disadvantage!" Luo Yehua gritted his teeth in frustration, unsure what to say. Seeing this, Nan Kujin laughed heartily, waving to Luo Yahua, "I'm going first, you have to keep up, but... stay quite a distance away! After all, safety is important~ hehe..."

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bright red sunset illuminated half the sky. Nan Kujin and Luo Yahua held hands, looking at the brightly lit capital city in the distance, a smile appearing in their eyes. The bittersweet feeling of finally reaping the rewards was almost a perfect description of their situation! Although exhausted, a sense of pride welled up inside them, making all the previous hardships worthwhile. Nan Kujin excitedly tiptoed, leaning forward slightly, and shouted, "We're here! We're here~ We really made it before sunset!" Watching Nan Kujin clap her hands happily and laugh heartily, a gentle light shone in Luo Yahua's eyes. The past few days had unconsciously softened his previously somewhat violent temper. In short—she was truly his nemesis for all eternity. "Xixi, let's find an inn to stay at first, freshen up, and then go get some snacks, okay?" Luo Yehua, well aware of Nan Kujin's playful nature, tempted her with his words. Nan Kujin's eyes lit up at the suggestion, and she happily ran to his side, clinging to his arm and rubbing against him affectionately, "I knew you were the best~" Luo Yehua smiled slightly, "Alright, alright, let's go!" Patting Nan Kujin's head, Luo Yehua gave her a prompting sound. Nan Kujin cheered and ran forward quickly, her arms outstretched in the gentle breeze, her flowing sleeves billowing in the air, her silvery laughter making everyone's heart light up. Upon entering the city, Luo Yehua naturally chose the best inn in the capital to stay at. Nan Kujin couldn't wait to return to her room, wanting to take a good bath. Luo Yehua, in his superior position, had never done what he'd been doing these past few days, and for a moment, he couldn't help but miss the warm bathwater. He returned to his room at a pace no slower than Nan Kujin's. After his bath, Luo Yehua, imagining his evening's activities, was in high spirits. From the clothes he had brought, he chose a dark blue long robe, which, combined with his fair skin, made him look elegant and handsome, much like royalty. His long hair, reaching his ankles, was held up with a blue glass ring, giving him a graceful air. Satisfied with his reflection, Luo Yehua went to find Nan Kujin. Their rooms were very close, and Luo Yehua arrived quickly. Anticipating that girls usually take a little longer to bathe, Luo Yehua, worried that simply barging in might cause trouble, decided to gently knock on Nan Kujin's door with his index finger. "Xixi, are you done washing?" "Yes, is that Hua? Come in!" Hearing permission, Luo Yehua pushed open the door and entered, but was somewhat stunned by the scene before him. Nan Kujin's silky hair was still damp from her bath, but she didn't care and draped it behind her back. She wore a light blue long dress, the hem embroidered with fish and seaweed patterns, paired with a layer of light white fabric, like the tail fins of a mermaid from the sea. Her bare jade feet were faintly visible beneath, revealing a slightly eerie and exquisite beauty, like a white rose carved from stone.
Upon seeing this, Luo Yehua felt the surrounding air was somewhat stuffy, frowned slightly, and secretly circulated his spiritual energy to calm the inexplicable fire within his body. Nan Kujin didn't notice Luo Yehua's strangeness, and lazily yawned, her slender jade fingers half-covering her cherry lips as she walked towards the window. With a gentle push, the window opened. Looking at the brilliant lights and the laughing men and women, Nan Kujin smiled and turned to Luo Yehua, saying, "Hua, when are we leaving?" Luo Yehua looked into her gentle eyes and smiled, "Now." Hearing this, Nan Kujin walked behind the screen and said to Luo Yehua outside, "Then you have to wait for me!" After quickly tidying her hair and putting on her shoes, Nan Kujin emerged from behind the screen. Luo Yehua looked at her and couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!" He then placed a kiss on Nan Kujin's forehead.
Nan Kujin tapped Luo Yehua's nose with her index finger, "When did you learn to be so glib! You big bad guy~" Luo Yehua raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Doesn't my wife know that men are born with this skill? It's just that some people haven't met the one they truly like and don't bother with such smooth talk." Nan Kujin giggled and waved her hand, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore, let's go, I can't wait any longer!" Nan Kujin pouted and started walking towards the door. Luo Yehua followed closely, and after thinking for a moment, decided to take Nan Kujin's soft hands. When they went down the stairs, it was already the busiest time of the night market. Downstairs at the inn, many travelers were sitting in their seats, with several small dishes of delicate food on the tables in front of them, and more or less had ordered the most famous wine in the underworld—Drunken Life, Dreamy Death.
Smelling the aroma of the wine, Nan Kujin exclaimed sincerely, "This is truly fine wine!" Luo Yehua, hearing this, looked slightly nervous and said, "Don't even think about drinking it, not even a taste!" Nan Kujin, her thoughts exposed, replied somewhat sullenly, "Okay, okay, I won't drink it!" Luo Yehua then relaxed, a sudden inspiration striking him. He bent down and whispered in Nan Kujin's ear, "Be good, I'll take you to eat the best fermented rice balls in the entire capital!" "Huh? How did you know I like that?" Nan Kujin exclaimed in surprise, immediately drawing reproachful glances from the people below. However, those reproachful looks quickly turned into admiring ones. Seeing Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua standing hand in hand on the stairs, both dressed in blue, their first thought was—what a well-matched couple!
“Of course I know. How can I win her heart if I don’t know much about the person I like?” Luo Yehua’s words had barely left his mouth when he saw Nan Kujin looking at him with a half-smile. “You!” With a doting smile, Luo Yehua put his arm around her waist and slowly walked downstairs. Those downstairs, seeing the stunningly beautiful woman descending with her radiant smile, were already half-smitten, secretly swallowing hard, filled with envy for the hand resting on her slender waist. Just then, everyone suddenly felt a sharp gaze sweep over them, startled, and upon closer inspection, realized the gaze came from the man. Although impressed by the man’s aura, clearly not someone to be trifled with, they still lingered, chatting and stealing glances at the beauty. Luo Yehua snorted coldly, but because of Nan Kujin, he couldn’t lash out; after all, he didn’t want to ruin his and Nan Kujin’s enjoyment of strolling through the night market. Just then, a soft sigh reached his ears. Turning his head, he met Nan Kujin's eyes, which were as clear as autumn water. He heard her voice, "Hua, could you please not kill people so casually in the future? Is that alright?" Luo Yehua was taken aback, but quickly nodded. "Okay, I'll listen to whatever you say." Nan Kujin smiled slightly and continued, "Actually, I don't want to kill either. Although I've killed quite a few people, I hope we can be more forgiving in the future. However, I won't be lenient with those who have malicious intentions. After all, if I forgive them now, they might stab me in the back one day. As for those we can forgive, although they don't have our strength, perhaps they are destined to live ordinary lives. But if we take away even their right to live an ordinary life, don't you think we're being too cruel?" Luo Yehua listened carefully to every word Nan Kujin said, and his expression gradually became peaceful. “You’re right, I won’t do it again. But can I take what you just said as a sign of your concern for me? Hehe…” The teasing tone made Nan Kujin’s cheeks flush slightly. “You naughty boy, how come you’re getting more and more improper!” With a coquettish laugh, Nan Kujin pushed Luo Yehua away and ran out of the inn.
“Hey! Wait for me!” The night market in the capital city was indeed very bustling, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of people. Holding Luo Yehua’s hand cautiously, Nan Kujin looked around curiously, but made sure that the two of them wouldn’t be separated by the crowd. The taste of the osmanthus wine she had just eaten lingered in her mouth, sweet and with a faint fragrance of osmanthus, which was unforgettable. Suddenly, a long red rope in front of her caught Nan Kujin’s attention. Nan Kujin first carefully examined the rope. There was a stone statue at each end of it. Both statues were women, wearing osmanthus wreaths, holding a lotus chandelier in one hand and the red rope in the other. The two stone statues faced each other across the river, which, though its depth was unknown, was now filled with all sorts of luxurious pleasure boats. The decks were crowded with people, mostly women. However, judging from their elegant or innocent demeanor, they didn't seem to be involved in that kind of work. Above the boats, some master had somehow managed to lay a large net in the air, creating an ethereal and unreal effect.
Nan Kujin couldn't figure it out, so she tugged at Luo Yehua's sleeve and asked, "What's that?" Luo Yehua followed her hand and looked in the direction she was pointing, then smiled knowingly. He did some mental calculations and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I didn't expect time to pass so quickly; the Osmanthus Festival is here already."
Nan Kujin blinked in confusion, "What's the Osmanthus Festival?" "Do you see that long red rope? Soon, many men will go up to it, and whoever stands at the very end will receive the blessing of the Osmanthus Goddess. In the eyes of the underworld people, the Osmanthus Goddess is the guardian of love, and those women are all here to see how their beloved performs. It's said that the person who stands at the very end will not only have a sweet and happy time with their beloved..." "Beautiful things are meant to be together, and we'll be destined to be together for all eternity. To prevent accidents, some master has laid down a thousand-knot net below, so no one who falls will be in danger." Nan Kujin glanced at the rope with amusement and shook her head. "That's not fair! If someone with high spiritual power were standing on the rope, they could use a spell to stop them from falling!" Luo Yehua shook his head. "No, that's precisely the mystery of this red rope. You can't use any spiritual power on it, not even you." "Huh? Really?" Nan Kujin glanced at the red rope in surprise but remained silent. Luo Yehua looked at the red rope hanging high above and said to Nan Kujin, "Wait for me!" Before Nan Kujin could react, Luo Yehua had vanished. Nan Kujin was anxious but dared not go far. At this moment, the river became noisy, and when she looked at the red rope, there were nearly a hundred men on it. Nan Kujin's heart skipped a beat. Could he... be participating in this? Her gaze swept across the ropes, and finally, she spotted a familiar face. He was smiling at her! She glared at him
with a hint of annoyance. How dare he do this without her permission... Just then, the competition began. Watching the men compete on the ropes, Nan Kujin's eyes followed that familiar figure. Watching him defuse attacks, narrowly escaping danger time and time again, Nan Kujin felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation. Seeing his clothes fluttering in the wind, Nan Kujin stood by the riverbank, letting the river breeze whip her garments, her black hair dancing in the air, her hands nervously twisting her sleeves, her eyes unblinking. Watching the last man fiercely compete with Luo Yahua, neck and neck, Nan Kujin silently cheered him on in her heart. Noticing the confident smile on Luo Yehua's lips, he leaped into the air, landing heavily. The man lost his balance and fell. Still unwilling to give up, he tried to grab the rope, but lost his grip, causing Luo Yehua to fall with him.
"Ah..." Nan Kujin cried out in alarm, but Luo Yehua, at that moment, firmly grasped the rope with his other hand, his body swaying gracefully, using the momentum to leap back onto the rope. At that moment, fireworks lit up the distant sky, dazzling displays exploding in the air.
Nan Kujin couldn't hide her joy and sweetness, eagerly running towards Luo Yehua as he descended from the rope. Luo Yehua tightly embraced his running beauty, burying his face in her fragrant hair, ignoring the envious glances of onlookers. The fireworks bloomed one by one, reflecting the starry sky and their embracing figures. Their long, drawn-out silhouettes were cast on the lake's surface, radiating a peaceful love. An elderly man with white hair, his face kind and gentle, approached them and handed a lotus-shaped chandelier to Luo Yehua. "Young man, go and hang this lotus lantern under the osmanthus tree! The higher you hang it, the sweeter your love will be!" Nan Kujin nestled shyly in Luo Yehua's arms. Luo Yehua took the lantern and walked with her towards the tall osmanthus tree. The lotus lanterns hung by previous generations on the tree, after so many years, none had gone out; they twinkled beautifully in the night. Luo Yehua planted a kiss on Nan Kujin's brow, then, with a light step, carrying the lotus lantern, he soared to the top of the osmanthus tree. The onlookers gasped in admiration, cheering as the lantern hung firmly at the top. Some even whistled.
Nan Kujin smiled, her cheeks flushed, watching Luo Yehua land nimbly and walk towards her. She thought to herself, perhaps it really is time to take him in…

(The End)
The night breeze carried a slight chill, but Nan Kujin's heart was filled with warmth. Luo Yehua held her hand, and the two walked and laughed along the street, weaving through the crowds. At this moment, they were no different from the other men and women walking on the street, having left behind worldly troubles and cherishing the present moment. When they returned to the inn, it was nearly midnight. Luo Yehua patted Nan Kujin's head and smiled, saying, "Go to sleep, it's getting late. Let's go back to the Underworld tomorrow." Nan Kujin's eyes widened in surprise, "Go back to the Underworld? Really? We just arrived in the capital city, had a night market, and we're going back?" Luo Yehua shook his head, "My wish has been fulfilled. You've accepted me, haven't you? Don't you want to go to the human world to help Ni Luo and the others as soon as possible?" Hearing this, Nan Kujin asked in disbelief, "You…didn't you ask me to stay with you for a month?" "Now I know your true feelings. A month is nothing to me." "It's not essential, we'll have plenty of time together in the future, won't we?" Luo Yehua smiled calmly, which filled Nan Kujin with emotion. She couldn't help but throw herself into Luo Yehua's arms and exclaim, "Hua, you're so wonderful!" Luo Yehua ruffled her hair. "Really?" Nan Kujin nodded like a chick pecking at rice, her adorable appearance making Luo Yehua want to kiss her cheek repeatedly. "Alright, alright, let's go back~ Get some rest." Nan Kujin hummed in agreement, turned and went into her room. Luo Yehua shook his head, smiled, and walked towards his own room. Tonight, he was truly happy; his years of waiting and dedication had finally paid off. When Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua returned to the Underworld Palace, it was already two days later. They each returned to their rooms, not daring to rest for long, and prepared to leave with their most precious belongings. Luo Yehua distributed his full strength to his most trusted subordinates, smiling as they looked on with surprise and reluctance. "What's wrong? It's not like we're not coming back, it's just... probably a long time..." he said, casting a meaningful glance at Nan Kujin. Seeing Luo Yehua's calm and gentle demeanor, his subordinates stared wide-eyed. Was this the same tyrannical and ruthless Lord of the Underworld Palace they knew? They
couldn't help but marvel at the greatness of love. Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua mounted the Underworld Palace's best horses, waving goodbye to the crowd, indicating they didn't need to see them off any further. With a flick of the whip, the horses neighed and vanished from sight in an instant. To increase their speed and reduce their stamina, Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua placed spells on their hooves, greatly increasing their speed. In just three days, they arrived at the entrance to the human realm. Nan Kujin was filled with excitement, but the thought of meeting Mo Tong as enemies immediately clouded her face. Sighing, Luo Yehua seemed to sense Nan Kujin's worries and walked to her side, comforting her, "At worst, you can cripple his martial arts and completely extinguish his ambitions." Nan Kujin looked at Luo Yehua gratefully. Indeed, she was in a difficult position, but this was the best solution she could find. Nan Kujin and Luo Yehua exchanged a glance and rode into the human realm together. However… when they descended from the sky onto the battlefield, Nan Kujin was stunned by what she saw. Mo Tong, covered in wounds, stood somewhat unsteadily, radiating a truly imposing kingly aura. Ni Luo and the others stood not far from him, their backs also bearing heavy casualties. Mo Tong coldly observed everything before him, his lips tightly pressed together, not uttering a single word.
Just then, Luo Wei shook her head and sighed, "Let him go. If our lord encountered such a situation, he wouldn't want him to be in danger." Mo Tong naturally knew who their lord was, and a mix of emotions welled up within him. He had been raised with the belief that "power is everything," and facing everything before him, he felt no regret. He simply wanted to see that person.
Xue Nan Sang, hearing Luo Wei's words, relayed them to Mo Tong's camp, "Mo Tong, go. Don't come back. Give up. Power... isn't as wonderful as you imagine." Mo Tong felt a pang of dejection. Was she really not going to come see him? He knew that conquering the human realm was now impossible. With the human and demon realms united, plus the powerful Rosemary City, he knew he truly couldn't succeed. Nodding, he said calmly, "Alright, I will no longer invade the human realm. Our demon race will not invade other realms while I am in power." For some reason, when Mo Tong said these words, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He whistled, and his army instantly stood at attention. He glanced one last time at the human realm, turned gracefully, and was about to leave. Just then, a crimson arrow shot out with lightning speed, piercing Mo Tong's heart before he could even use his spiritual power. His eyes widened in disbelief, and Mo Tong's body slowly collapsed to the ground. Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, not yet understanding what had happened, but Nan Kujin, who had just arrived, saw it all clearly.
"Who is it…" A cold voice, laced with chilling killing intent, Nan Kujin slowly walked onto the battlefield between the two armies. His emotionless gaze swept across the battlefield, clearly seeing the human general who had shot the arrow. "Despicable and shameless!" Nan Kujin spat angrily and walked towards him.
Sensing the intense killing intent emanating from Nan Kujin, the general hurriedly dismounted and knelt on the ground, pleading, "My lord, spare my life! To nip the problem in the bud, I had no choice!" Nan Kujin hated such despicable people most of all. With a swift movement, she slapped the general across the face. "How is it?" Nan Kujin said coldly, suddenly hearing Mo Tong's voice transmission, "You've finally... come..." Hearing his voice, a look of pain flashed across Nan Kujin's face. In a flash, she was beside him. With some difficulty, she helped him up, touching his face, murmuring repeatedly, "Why... why did you do this? Why did you still come? Didn't you understand what I was saying? Is power really that important?" Her slightly choked voice betrayed the sorrow in her heart. Mo Tong looked at her and smiled. "Perhaps this is the consequence of greed. When I wanted to give up, heaven no longer gave me the chance." Looking at that face so close to his, he seemed to recall their first meeting in the brothel, his eyes glazed, blood slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth, leaving a long, crimson line. "You know, back then, the song you sang was the most beautiful song I've ever heard in my life..." Mo Tong chuckled softly, looking at Nan Ku Jin, his eyes burning. Facing death, he seemed no longer afraid, but instead opened his heart, speaking his innermost thoughts. "Is that so..." Nan Ku Jin forced a smile, "Then if you live, I'll sing for you every day, okay?" She wasn't without feelings for Mo Tong; she would never forget what happened in the Snow Region in this lifetime. "Master..." Kaka's childish voice sounded extremely solemn at this moment, "Master, quickly seal his acupoints! Master Lin Mu said there might still be hope!" Nan Ku Jin spoke excitedly, "Really?" "Yes!" Kaka nodded solemnly. Seeing Luo Yehua arrive with them, Qingyan and the others had already guessed most of what was going on between them. With so many people already there, they were all somewhat numb. Looking at the man before them, they only hoped that after remembering him, they wouldn't remember him again. Seeing Nan Kujin's distressed expression, they rushed to comfort her, "Wife, don't cry. Didn't Master Lin Mu say there's still hope... If... if he comes back to life... we... we'll accept him too!" Seeing Nan Kujin's distress, Qingyan gritted her teeth and reluctantly uttered these words. Bai Shang was speechless at this point, a fleeting tenderness flashing in his red, glassy eyes. "Little thing, listen to me, seal his acupoints first. Do you really want to see him die?" Nan Kujin nodded, sobbing, tears blurring her vision. Mo Tong looked at the group of men around them and gave a self-deprecating smile. "I never thought that in the end, we would still have to become friends." Dongfang Mo knew there was a rift between them and stepped in to interrupt, saying, "Since everyone likes Jin'er and has become his person, we are all one family. Don't argue!" The crowd, who had been somewhat angry at Mo Tong's sarcastic and glaring smile, were suddenly sobered up by this shout. They all snorted and turned away without saying a word. Nan Kujin looked at Mo Tong, pouting, and said, "Then it's settled. Once you're healed, you'll come back to Rosemary City with me. And the rule is, the Demon Realm must behave and not try to harm other realms!" Mo Tong had no regrets at this point. Facing death, he truly felt that no rights mattered anymore. He nodded, "I agree." "Alright, let's pinky swear, a hundred years without fail! Whoever changes... is a dog!" "Oh dear, girl, do you still want to save this kid? Do you want him dead?" The slightly teasing voice of the Healer Lin Mu rang out, and Nan Kujin blushed, causing everyone around to laugh. Nan Kujin looked at the men who loved her around her and helped Mo Tong up. Luo Wei called for a carriage and helped Mo Tong into it. Although Mo Tong's face was pale, his acupoints had been sealed, and he was no longer in mortal danger. Nan Kujin looked at all this and smiled secretly. Everything was resolved; perhaps... her complete happiness had truly arrived...

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