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The moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight that night was faintly tinged with blood red. The clouds were no longer soft like those seen during the day; instead, they appeared somewhat rigid, splashed with a layer of ink in the night, occasionally overshadowing the moon.
"It's about time."
Rong Yi stood in the courtyard, looking up. The pale moonlight scattered over the snow-covered ground, and he wore a white robe. Without the moonlight, he would have blended into the snowy landscape.
Footsteps approached from behind, varying in weight, indicating that three people had arrived together.
"When the secret realm opens, you will also have a share in the choice. The secret realm will select one of you; will you choose to stay in the secret realm..." Rong Yi did not turn around. He knew that what he was saying was pointless, yet for some reason, he couldn't help but bring it up again.
Perhaps it was because Ouyang Zixin was among those chosen for this secret realm selection.
The clouds gradually obscured the moon, and the shadows on the snow grew larger. On a night without falling snow, black was the only dominant color.
Yun Tianmo and Ning Zhiyuan remained silent because they had long understood that the opening of Fortune's Secret Realm held significant meaning; neither of them would back down.
But Ouyang Zixin felt differently. She was anxious; it would be great if Rong Yi could accompany her into the secret realm. However, the secret realm would never allow one person to enter twice. She could only be with two people she wasn't familiar with.
The thought of spending a long time with them made Ouyang Zixin unable to suppress a sigh.
"Uncle." Not seeing Rong Yi turn around, Ouyang Zixin moved in front of him and looked up to call out, "Is there really nothing?"
Rong Yi's face was hidden in darkness. Upon hearing Ouyang Zixin's question, his eyelids twitched slightly. He had originally thought that Ouyang Zixin couldn't bear to part with him; unexpectedly, she was still entangled in matters regarding treasures and cheat codes.
"There isn't."
Finally, the moon was completely covered by clouds, and at this moment, it was almost impossible to see anything in the courtyard. This was a sign before the opening of Fortune's Secret Realm, indicating that after the darkest moment passed, Fortune Day would arrive.
"Ah—who, who is pulling my hand!" In the darkness, Ouyang Zixin, with the lowest cultivation level, was unable to see in the night. In her panic, she was grabbed by someone and screamed.
"Oh dear, this Prince accidentally pulled the wrong person. Miss Ouyang, please don't blame me," Ning Zhiyuan—no, at this moment he was Nangong Tuo—replied with a hint of mischief.
"If Miss Ouyang is concerned, this Prince is willing to take responsibility."
"Responsibility? What nonsense! Do you think I'm easy to fool? The one pulling me can't possibly be you!" Although she couldn't see clearly, Ouyang Zixin had a good sense of perception. The person grabbing her was definitely not Nangong Tuo; he should be across from her, separated by Rong Yi.
Yun Tianmo!
Why is it Yun Tianmo again? What does he want by grabbing me?!
"Yun, Yun Tianmo, please let go of me..." After confirming that the gaze belonged to Yun Tianmo, she couldn't understand why he was secretly monitoring her and now chose to grab her during the opening of the secret realm. What on earth did he want?
"..."
"Hey, let go of me! You..." Ouyang Zixin started to feel scared. Could it be that Yun Tianmo wanted to prevent her from entering the secret realm? Just thinking about all the hardships she had endured made her feel a sudden pang of sadness.
"Woo woo, first you secretly monitor me, and now you grab me. Are you trying to stop me from entering the secret realm? I've suffered so much to cultivate; if I can't get in, what was all that suffering for? Woo woo... let go of me, uncle, uncle save me..."
As Ouyang Zixin spoke, she began to cry. The three men were taken aback; did she not know that entering the secret realm would involve spatial turbulence? If they didn't hold onto each other tightly, they might enter from different locations. Once separated inside the secret realm, it would be extremely difficult to reunite.
Yun Tianmo was even more bewildered by her tears. This was his first time actively grabbing a woman; even with men, he wouldn't touch anyone unless absolutely necessary. He meant well by pulling her but ended up scaring her into tears.
"..." He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say and decided to remain silent.
As for Ouyang Zixin complaining about Yun Tianmo holding her hand, Ning Zhiyuan felt hurt. Yun Jiu actively pulling a woman ended up making her cry? Little did he know that he could only cling to Yun Jiu's sleeve and hold onto his clothing.
"Woo woo... you..." Ouyang Zixin wanted to continue but was suddenly yanked hard by Yun Tianmo and found herself rolling into his embrace.
Yes, rolling—just rolling through the air.
The turbulence came suddenly, and Yun Tianmo was impatient with Ouyang Zixin's crying. He didn't bother to explain anything; instead, to prevent her from speaking further in the turbulence, he simply pulled her into his embrace. The spatial turbulence was very unstable, completely different from the teleportation array set up by Rong Yi. One careless move could result in being sucked into a rift in the turbulence, leading to death.
Speaking during the turbulence was undoubtedly a foolish act. The breath emitted by the human body was different from that of space; if one were to speak, it could easily cause a clash of air currents in the space, resulting in a collapse of the area, turning everything within—be it people or objects—into ashes.
Ouyang Zixin did not understand what was happening as her head was pressed down into Yun Tianmo's arms. At that moment, she dared not move because the pressure from the spatial turbulence was immense. The thought of her earlier sobbing and words made her ears flush red and her face burn with embarrassment.
Here he was, trying to help her, and she had carelessly thrown dirt on him. Ouyang Zixin thought to herself, how embarrassing it was!
Realizing her mistake, Ouyang Zixin scolded herself harshly and obediently stayed still in Yun Tianmo's embrace, no longer squirming around.
Yun Tianmo was struggling against the turbulence; he couldn't use Mysterious Energy here and had to rely solely on his physical strength to stabilize himself. Initially strained by Ouyang Zixin's movements, he suddenly felt that the little person in his arms had quieted down and was cooperating by no longer moving around.
Stealing a glance down, he could only see the back of Ouyang Zixin's head and—
What was up with those flushed ears?
Could it be that she was hurt?
Yun Tianmo felt a bit worried that Ouyang Zixin might have been injured by the turbulence, but at this moment, he couldn't free his hands and could only hold her tighter.
As for any injuries, they would have to wait until they passed through the spatial turbulence and entered the secret realm to address them.
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