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As Li Shang held her, Yun Zhi Yue caught a glimpse of an expression on Yue Qi's face that she never expected to see. It was a mix of insecurity, confusion, and perhaps unease—so complex that Yun Zhi Yue struggled to comprehend it. This was the face of someone who was always in control, now revealing a vulnerability she had never witnessed before.
It felt as if something proud within her had been easily shattered, the sound echoing in her mind, leaving her hand almost unable to grasp the Zijingtou. It dawned on her that Yue Qi could also feel small in the presence of someone more exceptional. It was a revelation that he too could be ordinary, that he too could have a day where he felt overshadowed.
Yue Qi left, and she sensed his absence from the Celestial Fox Clan. For the first time, he retreated from her in such a disheveled manner. Yun Zhi Yue should have mocked him, but words failed her.
Lost in thought, she only snapped back to reality when she heard a woman's voice greeting Li Shang. It was then she realized she was still sitting in his embrace, in a beautifully decorated wooden house within the Celestial Fox Clan, with steaming spirit tea set before them.
More emperors had arrived—Su Ye, Ji Wei, and the newly entered Tide Emperor.
“Were you lost in thought about the Heavenly Emperor?” Li Shang asked, his gaze fixed on her.
Yun Zhi Yue hesitated before replying, “Do you think I was?”
He didn’t believe her.
“Then why ask at all?”
Li Shang smirked. “What’s with your attitude toward your master?”
Yun Zhi Yue forced a smile as she extricated herself from him and respectfully bowed. “It’s all my fault, Master. Please don’t hold it against me.”
“Hmm, sit down and rest. Your injury is no longer serious.”
Obediently, Yun Zhi Yue sat down with an expression of utmost respect, as if they were just an ordinary master and disciple.
But as soon as she settled into her seat, confusion washed over her. She knew exactly what she was doing but couldn’t understand why she felt compelled to act this way. In a sudden impulse, she grabbed Wu Yue Jian from beside Li Shang and thrust it into his body.
The room full of emperors turned their gazes toward her in shock.
Li Shang didn’t bleed or cough up blood; instead, he looked at her with the sword still embedded in him and asked, “What good does it do to take revenge on the Heavenly Emperor by killing Ben Jun’s avatar?”
Yun Zhi Yue shook her head, "No, I didn't."
"Is it really that petty that I can't even vent a little?"
The two sentences came from the same person, and Yun Zhi Yue widened her eyes, covering her mouth in disbelief. What was going on? Had she gone crazy?
Li Shang's gaze darkened as he looked her up and down.
Having had an experience before, Su Ye teased, "Are you serious about wanting to cultivate your soul together with Ben Jun?"
Yun Zhi Yue immediately straightened up, "Wait, you agreed? Then we can do it anytime! But I'm not—! Emperor, don't listen to my nonsense! I must be sick; I'm really ill, truly!"
Su Ye found it amusing and said, "Don't be so nervous. Ben Jun won't hold a grudge against a little girl like you. But I'm curious—why do you want to cultivate your soul with Ben Jun?"
"You are earth to me; it's a great tonic. A single session of dual cultivation would save me a lot of effort in accumulating cultivation. If I don't quickly leap into the Imperial Realm, I might die."
"Oh? You're Li Shang Di Jun's beloved disciple; who would dare to kill you?"
Yun Zhi Yue realized something and stopped resisting her strange thoughts, honestly conversing with Su Ye.
"Don't you know the reason? This world forbids my existence. Once I reach the Imperial Heaven Realm, I feel like I'm being watched closely, and it's unbearable."
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