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Stealing a glance at Yun Zhi Yue sitting nearby, she bit her lip, wanting to say something but swallowing it back down.
"Don't look at me; I want him dead more than anyone else, so of course, I won't help him heal."
Song Huai stood opposite Yun Zhi Yue, showing no reaction to her words as he silently observed everything. Yu Yue's lips turned pale, feeling weak as she leaned against the wall.
How cruel! My sister wants me to save someone. If she just said so, I would agree; why push me like this?
Was the power I felt just now the reason my sister refused to act against me? Why can’t I feel it now?
Yun Zhi Yue snorted coldly, "If you could control it so easily, I would have run far away by now. Don't think you can manipulate me; your body will be the first to crumble under the strain. A human body simply can't withstand it."
Yu Yue smiled, "So I guess it's true. My sister and I have known each other for a long time. From our first meeting, you wanted to kill me. Is there a misunderstanding here? Sister, why do I feel like I really like you?"
Yun Zhi Yue mocked her, "Misunderstanding? Like when you personally skinned me alive? Or when you sent me into Ming Di? Or when you said those were gifts meant to make me like you? That misunderstanding is truly special."
"Are you okay?" The Reincarnation Stone whispered softly, unsure of what to say.
Yu Yue's expression froze.
Song Huai stepped forward and pulled Yun Zhi Yue into his embrace, his blue eyes lowered as he looked at Yu Yue, a deadly glint in his gaze.
The others exchanged strange looks and dared not speak. Bai Miao Miao covered her mouth in shock—what kind of hatred was this? She thought it was a romantic entanglement; turns out it was a vendetta?
Yun Zhi Yue had completely lost her desire to speak and closed her eyes against Song Huai's chest.
The few people talking could not be seen from afar, but their movements were clear. On the second-floor steps, four others remained with Ming Di, observing Yun Zhi Yue and discussing their plans.
Meng Po's words couldn't be fully trusted; that woman had been colluding with those from the Heavenly Realm too often. The Underworld must not be exposed to them.
With the King of Hell in seclusion, whether he could emerge was uncertain. As long as our master continues to break through in cultivation, who comes to the Underworld is still up for debate.
"So what do you mean?"
Bai sneered, "We need to find a way to make that Meng Po die. Inside Gui Jing, we are not alone; if others take action and Three Lives Stone comes looking for us, they have no reason to deal with us."
As for that man from the Heavenly Realm's Reincarnation—it's better not to act against him for now; let him fend for himself. For the time being, let's not get involved with the Heavenly Realm.
Waiting is a long process, especially when the road ahead is uncertain.
All day long, Yun Zhi Yue remained nestled in Song Huai's embrace, only opening her eyes when she heard the sound of silver chains clinking.
It had only been a day of rest, yet Yu Yue's complexion had noticeably improved. The broken silver chains wrapped around him once more, as if the wound he had inflicted upon himself was nothing but a joke.
When Yu Yue met Yun Zhi Yue's gaze, it seemed he had forgotten the awkward conversations from the previous day. With a bright smile, he said, "Sister, I've just touched the edge of that power!"
So what? Do you think I would be happy for you?
Yu Yue replied with a hint of grievance, "Didn’t you say that if I grasped that power, my body would collapse? So doesn’t that mean I’m one step closer to death? I thought you would be happy for me since I made you sad."
Bai Miao Miao was left utterly stunned, her mind only able to process four words: This madman!
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