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Yun Jiu lightly stepped to the imposing entrance of the Yun Residence. Although the guards' eyes held a barely perceptible disdain, they still approached respectfully and said, "Miss Jiu, your safe return is truly a blessing for the Yun Residence."
Yun Jiu smiled faintly. Though she felt a pang of reluctance in her heart, she reached into her sleeve and pulled out a slightly tarnished piece of silver, gently tossing it into the guard's hand with a soft voice, "You all have worked hard. Please take this small token and enjoy a warm cup of tea."
As her figure gradually faded from view, the two guards exchanged glances, unable to close their mouths for quite some time. This Miss Jiu, usually as proud as a crane in the clouds, how could she be so amiable today? Even more astonishing was that she had actually bestowed silver upon them—truly unfathomable.
Just as Yun Jiu was about to quietly slip into her small courtyard, a flash of moon-white appeared and abruptly pulled her aside into a hidden spot.
"Yun Jiu! How can you still have the face to return? You—you are simply chilling! Grandfather treated you like his own, yet you stole the Spirit Gathering Pill. Such behavior is intolerable!"
The girl's voice was crisp but filled with fury.
Upon hearing this, Yun Jiu instinctively shrank her shoulders. The furious girl before her was none other than her uncle's daughter, Yun Wu.
"Today is your uncle's memorial day. Not only do you fail to remember him, but you also commit such heinous acts! You are worse than a beast! Hand over the Spirit Gathering Pill at once; otherwise, even Grandfather will not be able to protect you!"
Yun Wu's words were like icy daggers, each one striking with undeniable force.
Yun Jiu's heart tightened as she hurriedly replied to Fifth Sister Yun Wu, "Fifth Sister, I will return to my room to change first and then go to return Grandfather's pill."
With that, she nearly fled, completely ignoring Yun Wu's lowered voice of reproach as she dashed back into her small courtyard like the wind.
"Oh dear, I almost lost my life! If it gets out that I gave the pill to Bai Moyu, I fear there would be nothing left of me."
Stepping through the door, Yun Jiu collapsed into a chair, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
"Yun Jiu, what kind of foolishness is this? Look at this exquisite courtyard; the Yun Family has treated you well, yet you commit such rebellious acts and leave me to clean up this mess."
She muttered to herself, her tone laced with self-mockery and helplessness.
Just as she was grumbling away, an inexplicable chill suddenly enveloped her; every hair on her body stood on end as if faced with the fiercest cold wind.
Danger—a strong sense of crisis!
With a thunderous crash, the door disintegrated in an instant into dust, shaking the entire small room as if it were about to collapse.
Yun Jiu was not only shocked but also increasingly bewildered. Before she could think further, an invisible force suddenly seized her and propelled her out of the house. She fell heavily to the ground, her cheek making intimate contact with the earth, causing stars to dance before her eyes in pain.
This sudden turn of events left Yun Jiu utterly stunned.
Though she was aware that this realm practiced spiritual cultivation, she never expected it to be so beyond imagination. Once the inexplicable restraint vanished, Yun Jiu struggled to rise, her gaze landing on a figure standing before her. The cold aura emanating from him caused her to involuntarily fall back down.
She clasped her hands together and recited, "Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother, this exceptionally handsome young man, though I have borrowed your clothing, I am not someone who would harm you. Every grievance has its source; I hope you can see through my plight and not hold it against a wretched person like me. From now on, I will surely offer more incense in your honor as an apology."
"You, sir, are clearly a dragon among men, destined to enjoy wealth and honor in life. With such a broad mind, you would not stoop to quarrel with someone as helpless and unattractive as I am. I was abandoned as an infant and am cursed with an unpleasant appearance, unable to cultivate and simple-minded enough to be deceived; it was truly a matter of necessity. If you need your clothing back, I will return it immediately without question."
Yun Jiu's words were sincere yet tinged with self-deprecation, attempting to appeal to his emotions and diffuse this unwarranted disaster. As she spoke, she leisurely loosened her belt, a mischievous spark flickering in her eyes. Deep down, she was resolute, scoffing at the so-called ghostly matters of the world.
She understood that the man before her must have been in a deep state of false death; her earlier oversight had been momentary. This time, she would investigate thoroughly to ensure everything was well.
Facing this unfathomably powerful and handsome man—Di Jue—Yun Jiu felt turmoil within but maintained her composure on the surface, secretly calculating how to outsmart him. After all, confronting him head-on was not a wise strategy; she could only act according to the situation.
Di Jue's brows furrowed slightly in impatience. He had intended to end this unexpected visitor's disturbance with overwhelming force but found himself caught off guard by Yun Jiu's words flowing like a babbling brook—continuous and animated, making it hard for him to ignore.
This unusual "nuisance" momentarily clouded his judgment, causing him to spare her.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Jiu had shed her somewhat tattered clothing. With a shift of her gaze, she began to "intrude" upon Di Jue's splendid attire instead, thinking that since she still wore an inner garment, it was no great harm.
Just as Di Jue was about to regain his murderous intent and slightly raised his arm, Yun Jiu's keen peripheral vision caught this subtle change. A sudden tightness gripped her heart as a sense of crisis surged within her.
In a moment of desperation and ingenuity, she lunged forward and tightly wrapped her arms around Di Jue's thigh. Though her posture appeared awkward, it also conveyed a sense of determination.
"God of Men! Please hear me!" Yun Jiu's voice carried urgency and pleading. "I know you have not truly left; you must be the hero sent by heaven to save me. In truth, my admiration and affection for you have long surpassed what words can express. What I said earlier was merely jest; from the moment I first saw you, my heart was deeply ensnared. I took your clothing not for any other reason but because my heart yearned for you uncontrollably. I wanted this longing to have a place to rest so that your essence could accompany me as if you had never left. I know this act is inappropriate, but please forgive my transgression for the sake of my infatuation! My heart has already begun to beat fervently for you; I cannot extricate myself."
Her heartfelt declaration resonated deeply with sincerity and eloquence, not only alleviating the imminent crisis but also casting ripples in Di Jue's heart like stones thrown into water.
In the dark corner, Dark Wind and others struggled to suppress their laughter as if it would burst forth uncontrollably at any moment. This girl was truly a master storyteller!
What they heard as innocent girlish affection was clearly an audacious desire that made them both laugh and shake their heads in disbelief.
Di Jue—who had always been cold as frost and intimidated countless women—was now facing an unprecedented "challenge."
Those who had once stammered shyly before him could not compare with the bold and straightforward Yun Jiu before him.
Under Yun Jiu's fiery confession, Di Jue found his thoughts drifting unpredictably for a moment. He had not noticed that his thigh was tightly embraced by this girl; the inexplicable sensation of lightness within him surprised even himself.
However, when memories returned and he recalled Yun Jiu's last "prank," his expression shifted from sunny to stormy in an instant. His fingers twitched slightly as if he were about to unleash his previous wrath once more.
Yun Jiu felt a tightening in her heart at the sight before her, fully aware that this moment was one of life and death. She decided to throw caution to the wind, her courage as thick as city walls, even more radiant than the blazing sun.
She looked up at Di Jue, her eyes shimmering with determination and deep affection. "My God! Every action I take stems from my profound love for you! Your charm is irresistible; in that moment, I simply couldn't help myself! What is wrong with love? If you truly wish to take my life, I hold no grudges! To end my life by your hand, even if I become a wisp of a ghost, I would smile in the afterlife! Come on, my God, let this slap be a testament to my love. I will die without regrets!"
Yun Jiu's small face appeared even darker in the dim light, yet her expression revealed an indescribable happiness and satisfaction. A single tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, adding a touch of poignant beauty to the scene.
Di Jue's hand stopped just an inch from Yun Jiu's face. He gazed at her, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Was he moved by her words or softened by that tear? He furrowed his brow, deep in thought. This little creature, though quirky and mischievous, possessed a purity and tenacity that was hard to overlook.
He was indeed exceptional; it was natural for someone to admire him. But she had consumed the Linglong Chixia Fruit—what should he do about that?
"The Linglong Chixia Fruit is the key to my antidote," Di Jue said, his voice cold yet firm, laced with a hint of complex emotion.
Upon hearing this, Yun Jiu inwardly grumbled. This man not only had stunning looks but also possessed a voice so enchanting that it made her both love and hate him. She blinked her big watery eyes and pleaded pitifully, "But I've already eaten it; there's no way to spit it out..."
Di Jue chuckled softly, a smile that held both helplessness and relief. "Turning you into a pill isn't a bad solution."
His tone remained calm as if discussing something utterly mundane, yet it sent Yun Jiu's heart racing to her throat. However, in this moment of life and death, she felt an unprecedented thrill and anticipation—as if she were willing to plunge into fire and water for that slim chance of turning fate around.
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