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Time rewound to a day ago, when three girls were driven to tears by Li Xiaonan. But once they had cried themselves out, Yun Moyu was the first to stand up and declare, "I’m going back to find Xiao Nan!"
Ling Kui and Lu Nishang were still processing what had just happened.
"True, I may not be as gentle and charming as Sister Yanrong, but I can change that! I refuse to believe that when I become enchanting, he will still say such things to me!"
Lu Nishang pouted. She had lied and escaped from the Underworld for Li Xiaonan; there was no way she would just leave obediently. She grabbed Yun Moyu's hand and said, "Sister Moyu, I'm going with you to find Brother Xiaonan!"
"Okay!" The two girls were about to leave when Ling Kui stopped them. "Wait a minute, Lu Nishang. Are you sure Xiao Nan is really Xiao Nan? Don’t you find it strange? Given Xiao Nan's personality, he would never say such hurtful things to us."
The girls frowned in unison. Indeed, in their past memories, Li Xiaonan had always treated them well and had never spoken harshly to them. Even when faced with the most unreasonable and willful Yun Moyu, he would just laugh it off and endure.
"Do you remember the last time we ignored him? He actually... he actually knelt down... Do you think someone with his temperament would say those words?" Ling Kui's doubts echoed the concerns of the others.
Since they couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, the girls reached a consensus: they would go find Li Xiaonan first. Fortunately, Li Xiaonan and Li Yanrong had returned to the Courtyard Moon Pavilion.
Li Xiaonan was in tears as he embraced each girl in turn. Thankfully there were only three of them; otherwise, he would have needed Luffy's rubber arms... Standing at six feet tall with long limbs, he could barely hold three girls at once. So Li Yanrong was left out.
"Sigh..." He released the girls and cupped Ling Kui's face in his hands, speaking softly, " Ling Kui, I love you. No matter if you are human, fairy, or demon, your smile is the most beautiful sight—like an iceberg melting away. But if you smile like that every day and are gentle to everyone, there will be no surprises left. The Ling Kui I love only smiles for me."
Ling Kui glanced at Li Xiaonan before quickly averting her gaze, her face blooming like a peach blossom in shyness.
He then walked over to Yun Moyu and pinched her cute little nose playfully. "If one day my Moyu stops being willful and throwing tantrums, then I should be worried—is my Moyu sick? So when my Moyu gets angry, she looks the most radiant."
"What about me? Brother Xiaonan, what about me?" Lu Nishang asked anxiously.
Li Xiaonan bent down and gently patted Lu Nishang's head. "You know, the way you tilt your head while thinking is the cutest. In Brother Xiaonan's heart, Lu Nishang is the most innocent and pure little girl."
"Lu Nishang... Lu Nishang... I'm so happy..." Lu Nishang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes while smiling. She finally realized that when one is happy or sad, their eyes can rain.
It must be said that every word from Cunning Li Xiaonan struck a chord with the girls, while Si Li Xiaonan's heartfelt words instantly healed all their wounds.
Words can have two sides, and the difference can be immense. Fortunately, Li Xiaonan hit the nail on the head; if he had said something trivial, the girls would still have felt a little unsettled.
Li Xiaonan looked at the three women before him. Although they all had different appearances and temperaments, he genuinely liked them all. However, he couldn't help but frown as he glanced at the cold-faced Li Yanrong beside him.
He knew what kind of person she was. Li Yanrong was not born into a family like everyone else here; she didn't have a father like Li Gang. Coming from an ordinary woodcutter's family, she appeared to endure everything on the surface, but deep down, she always thought about how to turn her life around. This made her more stubborn than anyone else, somewhat similar to Yuan Xian'er.
Li Xiaonan paused for a moment, his inner thoughts drifting: Where is Xian'er? He looked around but couldn't find that lively little thief. He scratched his head, suppressing his worry, and slowly walked up to Li Yanrong. Taking her hand, he said, "Yanrong, I have something I want to tell you. Can we go for a walk?"
Li Xiaonan led Li Yanrong to a small courtyard where the night was quiet, the moonlight beautiful, and the stars shone alongside the distant Luminous Sphere, creating an enchanting yet surreal scene.
Li Xiaonan sighed and smiled. "Yanrong, have you ever blamed me?"
Li Yanrong felt puzzled and shook her head.
"It's okay," Li Xiaonan continued with a smile. "Just be honest. The real you, stripped of all pretenses, is the most beautiful. It's a pity I've never seen it... I know you have too many concerns and considerations; you think everything through before acting. Living like that will only tire you out."
Li Yanrong furrowed her brows, completely confused by what Li Xiaonan meant. She felt inexplicably angry as if someone had seen right through her. Yet she remained deflated like a punctured balloon; she never dared to lose her temper at Li Xiaonan like Yun Moyu did.
"Yanrong, do you like me?"
Li Xiaonan increasingly found it hard to understand Li Yanrong, merely nodding in a daze.
"When was it? Was it when I was foolish, or when I wasn't? Please tell me the truth. I won't blame you..." Li Xiaonan's tone was almost pleading as he silently gazed at the starry sky. He dared not look at Li Yanrong, for he was terrified—terrified that she would ultimately choose that fool, binding him forever within Yuan Ying, watching them be happy together.
Li Yanrong chuckled lightly and said, "Xiao Nan, what nonsense are you talking? I've been part of your Li Family since childhood, growing up alongside you, so of course..." Before she could finish, Li Xiaonan quickly covered her red lips with his hand, his brow furrowed in distress.
Then his hand fell away again. "Yanrong, you must be happy. In the future, Li Xiaonan will treat you well, only you. Please take good care of my mother. From now on, you will be Li Xiaonan's Only Wife. Teach him well and don’t let him go astray." Li Xiaonan was already incoherent, not even knowing what he was saying.
Li Yanrong felt a deep ache in her heart. Just as she was about to say something, Li Xiaonan silenced her with his tongue. The masculine scent filled the air between them as he kissed her red lips. If Li Yanrong were not a Cultivator, she might have suffocated by now.
When they finally parted, Li Yanrong's delicate lips were swollen and red.
Li Xiaonan gently caressed her lips with concern. He had tried hard to control himself but ultimately had been too forceful. He pulled Li Yanrong into his embrace, letting her lean against his chest.
His voice was soft, almost like he was talking to himself or speaking to Li Yanrong: "Actually, I never liked you much before. But when did you sneak into my heart? During our time at the Li Family Fortress, you and Li Rongluo both treated me poorly. Yet I hated Li Rongluo but couldn't bring myself to hate you. Later, I found an excuse for myself—because you're beautiful... Am I being foolish?"
As Li Xiaonan became more incoherent, he finally decided to stop talking and simply held Li Yanrong while gazing at the moon—round and bright. But no matter how full it seemed now, there would always come a time when it waned; people too would have their separations.
The next day, Li Xiaonan took all the girls to the busiest street in Xiao Hai City to buy them the most splendid clothes and the prettiest jewelry.
At last, he fulfilled his wish by buying Lu Nishang that Multicolored Garment; he was happier than anyone else.
"Xian'er, your injury isn't healed yet! Don't run around!"
"I don't need you to worry about me!" Yuan Xian'er snapped as she shook off Ling Xingyao's hand in anger.
Li Xiaonan couldn't help but frown; he had finally seen that mischievous girl again, and Yuan Xian'er had spotted him too.
Between them, the crowd surged, yet they continued to gaze at each other through the throng. Li Xiaonan sighed; he could offer nothing now. He chuckled self-deprecatingly, pondering whether he should clarify things with Yuan Xian'er.
However, Yuan Xian'er stepped closer to him.
He frowned again; how had this girl lost weight in just a few days? She had never been particularly plump, even thinner than Mo Yu, the little dumpling. Perhaps it was because she had been raised by monkeys that she had become like the Skinny Monkey Spirit. The golden hairpin on her head, Buxiao, swayed silently, still vibrant and beautiful, but its owner had long since lost her color.
"You..." Yuan Xian'er furrowed her brow, unable to confirm if the person before her was indeed Li Xiaonan.
Yun Moyu pouted and tugged at Ling Kui's sleeve, saying, "It's been a month since we last met, and he's already seducing another girl." Her voice was soft, but among the cultivators around them, everyone heard her words.
Li Xiaonan sighed and replied, "It's me."
"And they are?" Yuan Xian'er bit her lip, feeling as if a heavy stone pressed down on her heart, making it hard to breathe.
"My wives."
Yuan Xian'er took a step back. "What about the explanation you promised me?"
Li Xiaonan sighed again and waved his hand; suddenly a crack appeared on the ground between them. "This is the explanation." Since he could no longer offer any promises, this was where it ended.
Silently, Li Xiaonan turned and walked away into the distance.
Yuan Xian'er stood frozen before the crack, gritting her teeth. Infusing True Essence Power into her right hand, she struck down on the fissure with a vertical slash, forming a cross. Taking a step forward, she spat out a mouthful of bright red blood that splattered onto the ground—a scene both tragic and beautiful. To describe it in poetic terms: it was as if she had expelled a rose from her lips.
“Xian'er!” Ling Xingyao was about to support Yuan Xian'er when another figure embraced her before he could.
Li Xiaonan frowned and said, “What’s the point of this?” His heart began to ache again; among so many girls, it seemed that this one caused him the most pain, continuously inflicting self-harm just to torment him.
“This is… my explanation… to you,” Yuan Xian'er said haltingly.
Li Xiaonan shook his head repeatedly. “You know my condition better than anyone. I…” He didn’t want to explain any further. He shoved a pill into her mouth and knocked her unconscious with a swift blow.
Li Xiaonan handed Yuan Xian'er over to Ling Xingyao.
“Big Brother…”
“Don’t say anything. If fate allows, I will come back for you.”
The day passed quickly, and soon the red sun slowly sank in the west, dyeing the entire sky with crimson hues. The setting sun looked like blood; Li Xiaonan couldn’t help but think of this scene.
“Ling'er, you’re here?”
Ling Kui nodded and followed his gaze toward the sunset.
“If I say something in the future that makes you uncomfortable, just take Mo Yu and the others away from me. Absolutely do not come back. Whether you go to Dragon Valley or Fairy Island, just don’t stay by my side anymore. Although Lu Ni Chang is older than you, she still has the mind of a child and needs your care. These girls will rely on you!”
Ling Kui frowned; Li Xiaonan’s words sounded like a last request. Just as she was about to speak, Li Xiaonan suddenly changed his expression to one of excitement, urgency, and joy.
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