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Yama's Wedding
“Xue, today between us, everything will be wiped clean. I will not mention our past feelings again.”
Yao Guang's words made Xue's heart ache. Yao Guang did not know that Xue's true intentions were not as such, but what could he do?
Yao Guang remained silent, extending a finger and pointing into the void.
In an instant, a strange hurricane seemed to emerge from the emptiness. The fierce wind howled, and within this space, it even stirred up a tornado, causing Xue's robes to billow wildly.
Xue attempted to steady himself, only to find that he was completely immobilized. It felt as if an unnamed pressure had rolled over him, dislocating every bone in his body. The pain was unbearable. Yet amidst this agony, Xue did not avert his gaze; he continued to stare directly at Yao Guang.
Seeing Xue's expression, Yao Guang understood his suffering. “I will not hold back!”
Amidst the raging winds, Yao Guang's voice pierced through the howling air and reached Xue's ears.
Xue could only let out a bitter laugh in his heart as he urged his own magic, trying to break free from the binding winds. However, he did not expect that the wind, which initially seemed weak, would tear at his clothes the moment he moved.
If he forced his way through this gale, it was likely that he would be left with nothing but shredded flesh.
Faced with this relentless windstorm, Xue found it exceedingly troublesome. If he tried to break through forcefully, he would likely end up severely injured or worse. But if he stayed here, it would serve no purpose either.
As he watched the swirling winds before him, an idea began to form in Xue's mind.
Yao Guang could only see that Xue was performing some kind of spell amidst the wind currents. As Yao Guang looked closer, he realized that a whirlwind was also swirling around Xue, and to his surprise, the direction of the rotation matched perfectly with his own wind currents.
At that moment, Xue, using the same wind currents as Yao Guang, began to move forward slowly.
Whenever he encountered these wind currents, Xue adjusted his own to match them—growing stronger against the strong and weaker against the weak—progressing step by step.
Watching Xue, who had already stepped out of the wind currents and stood before him, Yao Guang couldn't help but admire his skill.
However, at this moment, beads of sweat had begun to form on Xue's forehead. Despite appearing relaxed while moving through the winds, it was not particularly easy for him. On one hand, he had to gauge the wind speed of Yao Guang's currents; on the other hand, he needed to control his own speed. He had to align himself perfectly with Yao Guang's winds—any deviation could result in a backlash from the winds growing fiercer. Thus, stepping out of those wind currents was far from simple for Xue.
As he looked at Yao Guang before him, it felt like ages since they last met. He noticed she seemed much more haggard and had lost weight. The flesh that had filled out her face during his time in the mortal realm had vanished, leaving only her sharp chin.
Xue felt a pang of heartache as he thought, how could this happen?
He had only wanted to treat Yao Guang well, yet unknowingly pushed her to such a state. (To be continued.)
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