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"Don't open the door!" A strange voice interrupted Yu Yue's movements with the silver chain.
Yun Zhi Yue held tightly onto the rampaging Song Huai, her voice trembling slightly. "Stay away. If you don't have absolute power, don't keep seeking me. You know that it all depends on whether I am willing. You block me once, but what about next time? And the time after that?"
Yu Yue at the door paused for a moment, glanced at the trembling door, and turned to leave. "Understood. For those who wish to be with you, I will make sure they don't exist."
Song Huai, kissing Yun Zhi Yue's neck, flashed a mocking look in his eyes. It sounded as if he was willing to let anyone exist; given the chance, he would not hesitate to strike.
Yun Zhi Yue bit down on Song Huai's neck in return, anger flaring within her. "You've gone too far! Are you really planning to provoke me in front of him next time just to vent your anger?"
Song Huai looked up and replied hoarsely, "Of course not. Why should I let him see? Just hearing his voice makes me want to deafen him."
"Then what are you doing now?"
"Isn't there still a door between us? I just want to tell him that those outside can never reach those inside. You are mine."
Yun Zhi Yue scoffed, "For now, I am yours."
The atmosphere around Song Huai was as deep and boundless as the ocean. "That's enough. In the future, I will turn this temporary situation into a permanent one."
Yun Zhi Yue laughed derisively. "Anyone can boast. Not to mention anything else, after this Gui Jing event, you and I will have to separate reality from the game. Where will your permanence come from?"
"Don't worry about that; this is a man's business. Now relax; our time isn't over yet."
Yun Zhi Yue felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance; he always liked to say things that sparked her imagination. She had been led astray through countless lifetimes.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around Song Huai's shoulders, whispering in his ear, "Be gentle; I'm strange but I'm still a girl."
This was truly a provocative tease; one had to interpret her words in reverse.
Song Huai's aura surged with intensity as he revealed a wicked smile that could make anyone scream. His grip tightened almost to the point of breaking her waist as he responded in a husky voice, "As you command."
A night of madness successfully raised their strategy value.
For Yun Zhi Yue's target's darkening value, the Reincarnation Stone was no longer surprised; everything that reached her was somewhat abnormal.
There was also the master's intention; it was clear that they aimed to secure Yun Zhi Yue. It would be wise for it to reduce its sharp tongue in the future to avoid being punished by Yun Zhi Yue when she soared into the underworld for reckoning.
Within two days, a small team of nine successfully acquired the Red Umbrella. Each of the three teams selected one person to activate the dark red triangular metal piece made from Bus Metal. The color of the metal piece gradually faded until it became translucent.
It resembled frosted glass but lacked its clarity.
Upon closer inspection, there were still faint traces of blood flowing within, not particularly unpleasant to look at, but strangely devoid of any beauty. It evoked an inexplicable urge to discard it, as if it were something sinister.
Yun Zhi Yue held it in her hands for a moment, then remarked meaningfully, "This is one of the Eight Sufferings, known as Suffering. It’s normal for you humans to feel uncomfortable."
"Suffering? What does that mean?" Bai Miao Miao asked, bewildered.
"You know about the Eight Sufferings, right? Birth, aging, illness, death, the suffering of separation from loved ones, the suffering of encountering hatred and aversion, the suffering of not getting what one desires, and the suffering of the five aggregates."
"This represents the suffering of encountering hatred and aversion," she explained. "It refers to the discomfort and pain experienced when coming into contact with people or things one dislikes. Pain comes in levels; when it accumulates beyond what one can bear, Suffering manifests in a tangible form, like what you see here."
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