At this moment, Yushan had already parted ways with Qiao San, while the Rogue King took the Fox Queen and stepped through the Gate of Nine Abysses.
As soon as they crossed between the two stone pillars, Ghost Beauty and the fox maidens surrounded them. Qiao San immediately spotted Ye Nu, weak and in Ghost Beauty’s arms, and asked anxiously, “What happened to Ye Nu? She was fine earlier!”
“She suddenly collapsed not long after you went inside. She just woke up briefly. It must be due to nervousness and her weak constitution.”
Before Ghost Beauty had even finished speaking, Ye Nu had already struggled to stand on her own, taking a deep breath before replying shakily, “It’s nothing. It’s an old condition I’ve had since childhood. I’ve tried every magical pill and remedy, but it won’t heal completely, nor will it kill me.”
Ye Nu’s heavy voice grew softer as she spoke, and just as her self-loathing seemed ready to resurface, Qiao San abruptly interrupted her sigh and stubbornly declared, “There’s no illness that can’t be cured. I’ve heard the Jade Pond Snow Lotus can cure all diseases. Since we’re going to pick some, I’ll just pick an extra one this time.”
The Rogue King’s boldness perfectly matched the fox maidens’ nature, and the beautiful fox spirits couldn’t help but cast dreamy, seductive glances, longing to merge with the Saint King of Rebellion. Though the Fox Queen felt a bit worried, recalling that Qiao San possessed the miraculous Ten-Yang Body, she joined her daughters in laughter, swaying like blooming branches in the breeze.
The sea of beauty dazzled Qiao San, but suddenly, a wave of emotion surged in his heart, and he abruptly thought of Gou Yuan’s ever-changing grace.
“Husband, is the National Teacher beautiful?” Ghost Beauty, pressed tightly against the man’s body, was most sensitive to Qiao San’s inner shift.
“Beautiful, incredibly beautiful!” At the mention of Gou Yuan, Qiao San instantly became somewhat dazed, completely missing the hint of jealousy in Ghost Beauty’s eyes and brows.
“Then what does she look like?” The jealous female ghost was also quite curious. She pinched her lover hard while earnestly asking detailed questions, “What’s her face shape? How tall is she…”
“I… I don’t know!”
After this dazed reply, the rogue suddenly gasped in shock, exclaiming, “Ah, I can’t even recall her appearance at all! How could this happen?”
“Heavenheart Formless Art! Master, because Gou Yuan has cultivated this extraordinary technique!”
The Fox Queen spoke with rare solemnity, her voice filled with awe: “Legend has it that in the era before heaven and earth were separated, ancient gods and demons discovered a martial art in the primordial chaos. Those who fully master it gain boundless power and eternal life!”
“Hush—” Everyone involuntarily exhaled in longing!
Eternal life—this was the shared dream of humans, gods, and demons alike. Although gods and immortals claimed to live as long as heaven and earth, very few actually achieved such a state. Even a demonic king like the Fox Queen could live no more than ten thousand years—an insignificant flicker compared to true immortality!
“Mother, can the Heavenheart Formless Art really grant eternal life? How do you cultivate it?” The fox maidens gathered around, eyes shining with excitement.
“I don’t know either!” The Fox Queen spread her hands helplessly, “If only I had seen the Formless Art myself! I’ve only heard that the National Teacher practices this divine skill, and no one, not even the Ten Thousand Demon King, has ever seen her true face!”
The earthly moonlight soon arrived. Though Qiao San held Ghost Beauty in his arms, his heart was not in lovemaking. The rogue man’s mind was in turmoil all night, thinking deeply, when suddenly a human-shaped illusion appeared before him—a vision so beautiful that it exhausted all the finest words in the world. Yet it sent an intense sense of danger through the man.
“Uh!” The Ten-Yang Pearl kept warning its master, and Qiao San’s heart was torn. Yet he still stepped forward, one step at a time, opening his arms to embrace the danger. Just as Qiao San was about to be lost in this “beauty,” suddenly, an ugly face appeared out of nowhere. Ye Nu’s unique appearance startled the Rogue King so much that he screamed and abruptly—awoke from his dream!
The next day, preparations began at the Nine Abysses Palace, bustling with activity. But the commander-in-chief, the Saint King of Rebellion, had “deserted his post,” flying south with Ye Nu toward General Mansion.
As Qiao San stepped through the mansion gate, an excited figure hurriedly approached. The female魅 was still as plump and beautiful as ever, but her radiant aura was hidden beneath a veil of sorrow.
“Sister Mei!” A thousand words stuck in his throat. Qiao San’s chest warmed, but he found himself speechless.
“Little Brother!” Tears of joy swam in her large, beautiful eyes. Mei tightly grasped Qiao San’s trembling hands. The joy of reunion after danger softened many unspoken tensions. Man and woman stood inches apart, their breath mingling.
“Uh!” At the moment their hands met, Mei’s heart suddenly constricted, as if a dam had burst. Floodwaters of emotion surged uncontrollably, sweeping through the unsuspecting realm of the beautiful woman’s heart.
A surge of heat arose where their hands touched, entering both man and woman’s souls. As their thoughts subtly shifted, Qiao San’s breathing became irresistibly rapid, while Mei was suddenly startled, glimpsing a part of her soul she dared not face.
Her sense of wifely duty caused a flash of shame in the beautiful flower spirit’s eyes. Her husband was still in danger, yet she had such unacceptable impulses. Clenching her teeth, the earthly beauty quickly regained her composure.
“Little Brother, quickly think of a way to save your Brother Ying!” As she spoke, Mei subtly pulled her hand away, her tall, full figure slightly embarrassed as she stepped back.
Seeing the beauty safe and sound, joy filled Qiao San’s heart. Instinctively, he tightened his grip, catching Mei’s retreating hand.
This move was purely instinctive for the rogue. Her softness pressed against his palm, and Mei couldn’t help blushing, her heart pounding. She hadn’t expected her “Brother Qiao” to act so boldly while fully conscious!
“Sister Mei, I…” A moment later, the rogue hastily released her hand, stammering awkwardly, unsure how to explain his inappropriate behavior.
Suddenly, an unusual silence fell. Man and woman were both in turmoil. Mei didn’t speak, and Qiao San deliberately stayed silent. Their eyes met cautiously, like mischievous children—chasing, fleeing, pausing, moving.
Silence was no solution. The tension thickened in the strange quiet, like spring vines swirling, tightly entwining their hearts.
“No… don’t look at me like that!” The cry only echoed in her mind, her plea always wrapped in shyness. Her body’s strange reactions made Mei even more frightened. In her panic, she unconsciously handed the decision over to Qiao San.
Would Qiao San really “disappoint” the beauty’s goodwill? His fiery gaze only intensified the atmosphere.
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