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The girl gives off a peculiar feeling.
Her figure is enchanting, pristine, like jade against a wall.
Clear water flows over the heavy snow-capped mountains.
It glides over valleys and across a flat abdomen, leaving a faint wet mark on her snow-white legs, like dew dropping onto a lotus leaf.
She is beautiful, yet the girl's pupils are dull as ashes.
Gray lines cover her pupils like a spider's web.
Moreover, there is an invisible barrier around her, sealing her away like a spider's web.
A mysterious force seems to place her two time zones apart from Lin Qiubai.
When Lin Qiubai enters her line of sight, the spider web trembles, and only then do the girl's pupils suddenly brighten with a glimmer of light.
Like ashes rekindled.
It is as if an ancient painting, faded and worn, depicting an extraordinary beauty, has been touched up by someone with intent; her dull skin suddenly becomes vibrant and bright.
All of this is strikingly conspicuous, as if the lady in the painting has been rejuvenated and burst forth from the canvas!
It is bizarrely extraordinary, and the visual impact is overwhelming; Lin Qiubai even sees traces of spatial fragments vanishing.
The girl casually stretches her waist, revealing a serpentine curve that is fully exposed, especially as she wears nothing at all, making her appear even more alluring and enchanting.
Every frown and smile, every movement makes the blood of men surge.
However, beneath that stunningly beautiful exterior lies an astonishing power that leaves one speechless.
She lightly pressed her red lips together, and with a flick of her hand, she suppressed the chaos in the space.
Mid-stage of the Life Profound Realm.
An existence that could intimidate dozens of nations and whip the feudal lords into submission!
Lin Qiubai felt a slight chill in his heart.
He had seen the Cycle Realm before, but this was the first time he encountered a naked Saintess of the Life Profound Realm…
However, under Lin Qiubai's keen observation, he couldn't feel any joy at all.
The girl's face bore an expression of deep-seated desolation.
That kind of desolation was almost despairing.
Only death row inmates would have such emotions.
"I have been here, all alone, for five hundred years."
The girl's gentle gaze made Lin Qiubai feel as if he were surrounded by ripples, as if he had fallen into a vat filled with rich and fine wine.
Yet, Lin Qiubai was not so captivated by beauty that he couldn't move.
He could guess with his toes:
This girl was most likely Sister Zhen, whom Song Lao Wu had been longing for over the past century.
Old Witch!
Not someone to be trifled with easily.
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai quietly opened the Heavenly Path Payment System.
Secretly learned about the girl's information.
Shang Yun:
Five hundred twenty-four years old.
As for her realm, Lin Qiubai estimated that the Old Witch must be at the Life Profound Realm.
Moreover, she was definitely not a novice in the Life Profound Realm; she must have a solid cultivation and astonishing combat power as a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist.
This is quite terrifying.
Outside the secret inheritance site, Song Lao and the others have wasted eight hundred years, barely reaching the seventh or eighth level of Nirvana Realm.
Yet Shang Yun has cultivated to the mid-level of Life Profound Realm!
Such talent is truly astonishing.
...
Seeing Lin Qiubai lost in thought,
Shang Yun subtly tucked her long hair behind her, raising her fair wrist, fully opening herself to Lin Qiubai.
But Lin Qiubai scanned the 'prison' around him, completely oblivious to her stunning figure, displaying an utterly unromantic demeanor.
This left Shang Yun momentarily stunned.
When she was just twenty years old, she rode out in fine clothes, showcasing herself in the Holy Dynasty, where countless young talents from the nine great sacred lands vied for her favor.
They offered countless treasures, exquisite gifts, and even sacrificed their own foundations, presenting endless rare medicines, Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifacts, and Martial Arts Techniques, all just to earn a smile from her.
With hopes of winning her heart.
Countless mad suitors were in awe of her.
Yet, this beauty's flirtation left Lin Qiubai completely unfazed?!
It was akin to a princess of a nation taking an interest in a beggar.
A saintess, utterly devoted to a useless person.
Only two types of people can endure such a heavenly windfall without changing their expression: fools or true dragons.
Shang Yun felt somewhat annoyed; with her noble lineage and exceptional talent, how had she ever been so disregarded?
"Come into my arms, dear sister!"
Shang Yun smiled sweetly, extending her hand. A surge of vital energy transformed into a giant hand that grasped Lin Qiubai.
Then the giant hand quickly retracted, and Lin Qiubai was stuffed into the young girl's embrace like a toy.
A cold, soft sensation pressed tightly against Lin Qiubai's face.
So soft it was almost overwhelming.
Lin Qiubai wanted to cry but had no tears; the Old Witch's power was too strong, leaving him no room to resist.
"Stay well in your sister's embrace. My surname is Shang, and my name is Yun... What about you?"
The girl's fingers, delicate as jade, pinched Lin Qiubai's earlobe and gently caressed it.
Like an incredibly enchanting fox spirit.
"Hehe... Why isn't little brother resisting? Could it be that he's captivated by his sister's beauty?"
Shang Yun smiled slightly, feeling Lin Qiubai's warm breaths, her own heartbeat becoming difficult to calm.
If it weren't for five hundred years of self-pity and solitude, standing alone in despair.
If it weren't for the knowledge that escape was hopeless, that she would be imprisoned for a lifetime, enduring thousands of years of loneliness.
Shang Yun would never have let herself go, embracing Lin Qiubai and teasing him in various ways.
It should be noted that at the age of twenty-four, she was a proud daughter of heaven, the Holy Land Princess, admired by all. Emissaries from surrounding kingdoms came to propose marriage one after another.
She had turned them all down without hesitation.
Her heart was as proud as ever; her ideal partner had to be a peerless hero who would appear amidst the crowd's adoration, clad in golden armor and stepping on colorful clouds to marry her.
Five hundred years later.
She remained very proud.
Unwilling to settle; if it were any other man, she would have easily defeated him with a single move.
But Lin Qiubai gave her a different impression.
It made Shang Yun not mind spending the rest of her life with Lin Qiubai in this Prison of the Mind.
"Can you release your hold on me first? Is there really no exit from this place?"
Lin Qiubai seized the moment when Shang Yun relaxed and gently pushed the girl away.
He left the soft peaks of the two maidens and landed on the shore.
"Exit? I've been looking for an exit for five hundred years; do you think you can find one? This place is like a prison of heaven and earth, only allowing entry but not exit."
Shang Yun shook her head.
"You should prepare yourself mentally for how to adapt to the thousands of years of loneliness that lie ahead!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiubai furrowed his brows tightly, his gaze wandering around.
Indeed, apart from the waterfall, there was not a single gap in the entire space. When his divine sense surged into the waterfall and explored, it was like water entering the ocean—there was no response.
"Stop struggling. Those trapped in the Cycle Realm can only accept their fate. How fortunate you are to have your sister by your side from now on.
You have no idea how lonely and desolate I have been for these five hundred years.
There hasn’t even been anyone to talk to; I could only pity myself in front of my own shadow..."
Shang Yun said weakly.
Having someone to accompany you is always good; you can talk freely, share worries, and make each other laugh.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiubai frowned even more, unable to believe it.
"In these five hundred years, I have tried everything I could do alone. But giving birth? I have truly never experienced that.
How about we play at having a child together?"
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