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"Come back..." Li Xiaonan moved his fingers, and all the clones transformed into a swirl of phantom shadows, vanishing into thin air.
The corpse of the Azure Emperor was spared from being trampled by the crowd.
Yun Xinghe nodded in satisfaction, feeling that Li Xiaonan was indeed capable and not overly fixated on the details.
He walked slowly toward Li Xiaonan and reached out to pat his shoulder.
However, Li Xiaonan swayed slightly, just managing to avoid Yun Xinghe, and staggered into the Cloud Sky Pavilion.
His once bright black eyes were now tinged with a layer of gray, dark and lifeless.
Mei Chunhui frowned and said, "Master, Xiao Nan..."
Yun Xinghe shook his head. "Let him calm down for a moment."
"What about the Azure Emperor?"
"Seal him away for now! And those immortals too—kill them all, then spread the word that the Azure Emperor has harmed immortal lives and is lawless. Our Cloud Sky Pavilion cannot coexist with him!"
"But the Azure Emperor... hasn't he already died at the hands of the Vice Master?"
"Chunhui, are you foolish? If this news leaks out, the consequences would be unimaginable! Not to mention how many subordinates the Azure Emperor still has, the other Three Emperors will definitely be furious. Would they allow someone who can slay an Immortal Emperor to exist?"
Mei Chunhui nodded and immediately directed the Mei Family members to clean up the chaotic battlefield.
After entering the Cloud Sky Pavilion, Li Xiaonan found a room and locked himself inside.
A pair of eyes stared blankly at the earrings in his palm.
He knew that no matter what he did now, Li Yanrong would not come back to life, yet his heart couldn't help but feel a deep sorrow.
The memories from the Li Family Fortress, though not carefree, were at least filled with sunshine.
Those past moments were warm and bright, much like the woman's smile.
Although she didn't smile often, and when she did, it was never directed at him.
But that beautiful hope could never be erased from his mind.
And then there was Cunning Li Xiaonan. Although he hadn't liked him at first, it ultimately came down to differing positions; if one were to delve deeper, it was he who had taken someone else's body.
Now the original owner was gone, leaving only this impostor behind, filling him with a hollow sense of guilt.
The memories that belonged to him had completely merged with his own, even though he had already departed.
Li Xiaonan was lost in thought again, his eyes moistening once more as a single crystalline tear fell onto the earrings.
A wisp of black mist faintly clung to the earrings.
Li Xiaonan's pupils suddenly constricted, a mix of shock and joy flooding his heart.
Wasn't this Ghostly Aura?
Could it be that Yanrong's soul had not completely dissipated?
Great! Even if there's only a soul and a spirit left, I still have a way to bring her back!
I might just need to reshape the body.
"Boss!" The ghostly figure suddenly materialized in front of Li Xiaonan, not as a beautiful girl, but as an ugly man.
"What the hell!" Li Xiaonan exclaimed, forcefully slapping Chen Yaojin away.
"Ouch!" Chen Yaojin screamed as he flew backward.
He felt incredibly frustrated inside!
How come I didn't even get to finish my sentence before my own boss slapped me?
And now, he was pitifully sprawled against the wall in an awkward position. It looked terrible; that move was truly ungraceful.
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He slid down the wall and landed on his back, wailing, "Waaah... Boss... why did you suddenly hit me!"
Li Xiaonan supported his forehead with his right hand. He had to admit that Chen Yaojin's sudden interruption had somewhat eased the sadness in his heart.
"Who told you to pop out suddenly? You deserved to be hit!" Li Xiaonan wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes and said irritably.
Chen Yaojin pushed himself up with his legs and sprang up like a carp, landing on the bed.
He plopped down across from Li Xiaonan, fuming, "Boss, it's clearly you who forgot about me and Sister Luna! We've been stuck in the Seven-Level Pagoda and are about to die of boredom!"
Li Xiaonan paused; it seemed he really had forgotten...
He didn't say anything at that moment and directly released Luna from the Seven-Level Pagoda.
"Xiao Nan, are you okay? What happened?" Even without any Mental Power, Luna keenly sensed the faint sadness emanating from Li Xiaonan.
Li Xiaonan forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. Come on, let me show you the Celestial Realm!"
He pushed open the door, and the dazzling white light pierced sharply into his eyes, which had just been crying, causing him great pain.
"Oh no! I'm going to die! Boss, close the door quickly!"
Li Xiaonan was taken aback. Why was Little Gold Demon crying out when he hadn't even complained?
Turning around, he saw Chen Yaojin flailing about like a headless fly, wisps of green smoke rising from his body.
Frowning slightly, he waved his hand to close the door, allowing Chen Yaojin inside to finally catch his breath as he curled up in the corner of the bed.
With a pained expression, Chen Yaojin lamented, "So this is the Celestial Realm! It's incredible; I can't even handle the sunlight... I'm so useless! How can I help the boss like this?"
Li Xiaonan ignored him and took Luna's hand. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Luna shook her head with a smile. "The natural energy here is abundant. What about you? Are you feeling unwell?"
As she spoke, she reached out to touch Li Xiaonan's cheek but was caught by him instead.
Li Xiaonan slightly turned his head away from Luna and softly said, "I'm fine."
He looked at Chen Yaojin and said, "Alright, stop whining like a woman. I'll give you a Flesh!"
“Flesh? Great! Awesome!” Chen Yaojin immediately seemed to come back to life, his body shrinking to half its size as he clung to Li Xiaonan's thigh, resembling a Koala.
“Alright, alright! Let's head into the Seven-Level Pagoda! You're lucky; you just happened to take down quite a few immortals. Pick whatever you like!”
“Mm-mm-mm! Thank you, boss!” Chen Yaojin nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at grains, excitedly disappearing into Li Xiaonan's body.
Li Xiaonan took Luna's hand and said, “Let’s go!”
As the two stepped outside, they saw a group of girls standing at the entrance, their expressions a mix of anxiety, seriousness, and concern.
Li Xiaonan took a moment to compose himself. Not wanting his wives to worry, he forced a smile and said, “What brings you all here? Look who I brought along!”
“Nana!” Li Baobao exclaimed joyfully as she grabbed Luna's hand, but her gaze remained fixed on Li Xiaonan's face, her lightly furrowed brows betraying her deep worries.
Li Xiaonan nodded slightly and said, “Since you’re all here, I’ll leave Nana in your care. By the way, where are those immortal corpses?”
Yun Moyu frowned slightly, about to say something when she was pulled back by Ling Kui.
She communicated telepathically, “Xiao Nan must be feeling quite troubled right now. The best we can do is stay by his side and protect ourselves. As for everything else, let’s keep it to ourselves. No matter how we try to comfort him now, it will only rub salt in his wounds.”
Yun Moyu nodded in agreement and replied, “I heard from Yun Xinghe that they were going to freeze the bodies; they must have gone to the ice cellar.”
Li Xiaonan nodded and moved northward.
Even as he left, a standard smile remained on his face.
Little did he know that the happier he appeared, the more worried those girls felt inside.
Li Xiaonan stood at the foot of the mountain, staring blankly at the white mist he exhaled.
He chuckled bitterly and shook his head, following the mountain path as he sprinted upward.
The Ice Cellar of Cloud Sky Pavilion was located at the peak of Northern Peak Snow Ridge, a place of extreme cold. Aside from producing precious herbs like Snow Lotus, it had little other use.
Currently, it served as a decent choice for storing corpses.
A storm mixed with ice particles whipped around chaotically, and the tears on Li Xiaonan's face had long since dried.
Only two streaks of dried tears remained, hardened on his face, and as the ice particles brushed against them, he felt a sting.
The faint smile that had once lingered at the corner of his mouth had been blown away by the snow. Now, he was alone, no longer needing to disguise anything; only an unshakeable sorrow remained in his chest.
He rubbed his sore face, feeling a bit irritated. He decided to move into the cave at the mountain's summit.
The cave's rocky walls were thickly coated with frost, chilling to the bone, yet it could not compare to the emptiness in his heart.
"Xiao Nan, what brings you here?" Yun Xinghe, who was directing the transportation of corpses, was taken aback upon seeing Li Xiaonan.
"I smuggled a ghost up when I descended to the mortal realm, but the environment in the celestial realm isn't suitable for him, so I'm looking for a corpse for him."
"Smuggling? You're quite impressive! What method did you use?"
"A Buddhist Artifact."
Li Xiaonan flipped his right palm over, revealing a Seven-Layer Golden Pagoda in his hand, and summoned Chen Yaojin from within.
"Boss! Where's Flesh?" Chen Yaojin bounced around, looking everywhere, completely unlike a ghost, more like a monkey.
"Over there, pick for yourself!" Li Xiaonan raised his hand and pointed to the pile of corpses, casually sitting on a block of ice.
Yun Xinghe looked at the dejected Li Xiaonan and couldn't help but sigh, "Little brother, you should take things a bit easier..."
Li Xiaonan instinctively nodded but didn't really catch what Yun Xinghe said; instead, he heard Chen Yaojin yelling nearby.
"Why not? I just like this body! Although it's not as good-looking as the boss's, it's still pretty handsome!"
Mei Chunhui said somewhat awkwardly, "Well... if you want handsome ones, there are plenty. This one is quite good too; after all, he was a Celestial Being when he was alive, and he just died—his body is still warm!"
Li Xiaonan couldn't help but smile slightly; he hadn't realized that the ancestor had quite the talent for sales.
He was curious about which body Chen Yaojin had chosen that made Mei Chunhui so uncomfortable.
As soon as Chen Yaojin saw Li Xiaonan approaching, he immediately clung to Li Xiaonan's thigh and said, "Boss! Boss! I want that body! This short guy is so mean; he won't give it to me. Help me snatch it!"
Li Xiaonan directly used his middle finger to knock sharply on Chen Yaojin's forehead and said, "No breaking the rules; that's my Mei Family ancestor. How could he be short?"
Mei Chunhui nodded angrily; he hated it when people made jokes about his height.
But Li Xiaonan's next words almost made him spit out old blood.
"That's called being short yet powerful; remember that from now on!"
Chen Yaojin laughed and scratched his head, then flew over to kneel in front of Mei Chunhui, performing a bow and saying, "I was blind to your worth. Chen Yaojin pays respects to the ancestor! Ancestor, short yet powerful—no one can rival you!"
"I... I..." Mei Chunhui's face turned red, looking as if he was about to burst from the pressure.
"Ancestor, which corpse does he want? They're all dead anyway, just give him one."
Mei Chunhui forced a bitter smile and shook his head. "Which one could it be!"
He pointed to the corpse of the Azure Emperor.
Li Xiaonan was taken aback. "You have good taste! Do you know who this guy is?"
Chen Yaojin scoffed. "I don't care who he is! All I know is that this is the only intact Flesh, without a single internal or external injury. The body's energy is abundant, just like it's still alive. I have no idea how this guy died!"
"I killed him!"
"Huh?"
"He killed your sister-in-law, Yanrong!" Li Xiaonan's eyes flashed with fury, his nails digging deep into his palm.
Chen Yaojin swallowed hard. "I don't want it anymore!"
If I used the corpse of the murderer of my sister-in-law, wouldn't my brother skin me alive?
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