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Thrown out, Yun Zhi Yue was caught securely in Li Shang's arms, watching the scene unfold with a complex expression. It wasn't pity that stirred within her; she recalled the times when she was weak and the Phoenix Clan had bullied her. Memories of the Tai Chu War surfaced in her mind.
Every time another version of herself appeared, fragments of memories would flash before her eyes. Could she truly survive in this era? Noticing her troubled thoughts, Li Shang pressed his forehead against hers, his deep-set eyes locking onto her gaze. "Feeling down?"
Wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, Yun Zhi Yue hesitated. "Li Shang, can I really make it? The more I know, the less certain I feel." The end of Tai Chu was tied to conflict; it seemed she had glimpsed something extraordinary, and perhaps she had even participated in it. She felt as if she had once lived through Tai Chu.
Upon hearing Yun Zhi Yue mention Tai Chu, the onlookers from the Imperial Realm, Su Ye and Tide, quietly approached. Li Shang shot them a warning glance while holding Yun Zhi Yue close, disappearing directly into Wujie. The two from the Imperial Realm followed but soon realized that Wujie was sealed off, as if it were unwelcoming to them.
They exchanged glances—this stingy man.
Yun Zhi Yue felt her lips being kissed passionately as Li Shang held her wrist and pressed her down softly. He playfully nibbled on her ear. "Having lived through Tai Chu, do you have a partner?"
Yun Zhi Yue pressed down on his large hand that felt so soft against her skin, her eyes reddening at the corners. "I'm being serious here. What are you doing, King of Hell?"
Li Shang chuckled softly. "Finally recognized me; that's good. I couldn't help myself. No matter who you were before, you are now just Yun Zhi Yue—mine."
His spirit surged into Yun Zhi Yue's soul realm without hesitation, wrapping around her spirit possessively. She gasped and melted completely under his touch. This rascal actually wanted to cultivate with her—not just spiritually but physically as well!
As their clothes fell away, Yun Zhi Yue cried out in shock; it was too overwhelming for her to bear. "Li Shang! Li Shang!"
"Shh, it will be over soon," he murmured.
If she believed him, she must be crazy. Struggling to escape, she realized her spirit was bound; where could she run?
Yun Zhi Yue had never cried so loudly before; her body and soul were filled with Li Shang's essence. Although it drove her to the brink of collapse, an inexplicable sense of peace washed over her—as if no matter where she flew, someone would always be waiting for her.
When their lengthy cultivation session finally ended, Yun Zhi Yue lay limp in Li Shang's embrace. "Did you absorb Song Huai?"
Li Shang tightened his hold around her slender waist and replied, "Do you like him?"
Yun Zhi Yue looked at him oddly. "Isn't he just you?"
Li Shang was just about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Mo Lan in his peripheral vision. Soon after, he felt Song Huai's intense resentment: "You only just remembered me? You're actually cultivating with him? I want that too!"
His tall figure loomed over her again, and Yun Zhi Yue screamed, "Li Shang, you’re doing this on purpose! Get away from me!"
Mo Lan's eyes sparkled with amusement; so what if she was being deliberate? After all, it was her charm that made him lose control.
Instead of wasting time on idle thoughts, she preferred to engage in something pleasurable. He wanted her to know that as long as he was alive, he would never let her come to harm.
Their souls intertwined, and Li Shang's thoughts reached out to her. Yun Zhi Yue sensed it naturally, and more tears fell from her eyes.
She was scared. After all the effort it took to meet Li Shang, Yue Shi, and Shijiu—people who genuinely cared for her—she didn’t want to die.
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