klisemfg Chapter 1859
Chapter 1859
Looking at the two lovers before him, Zi Mang, carrying the empty wine jar, shook his head with a wry smile. As he stood up, water droplets still dripped from the outside of the jar through his fingers.
"Since you two have pledged your love today, this little grotto will be reserved for you to enjoy yourselves alone."
After he finished speaking, Chen Xuan didn't think anything of it, but Qiu Zixian's cheeks flushed red to the roots of her ears—the moonlight fell on the tips of her ears, like a thin layer of rouge, and even the fingers hanging at her sides secretly clenched the hem of her skirt.
She already guessed what would happen if she stayed tonight, and her heart was filled with panic and confusion:
She feared she would regret her hasty decision, and even more so, she feared this warmth was just a fleeting dream, and that Chen Xuan would abandon her the next day.
Chen Xuan escorted Zi Mang out of the small building. Fine moss grew in the cracks of the bluestone path, making a rustling sound when stepped on.
The two walked side by side, occasionally chatting about trivial matters concerning their trip to the Purple Mansion Holy Land the next day, but the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.
As they approached the cave's barrier, Zi Mang, seeing that Qiu Zixian hadn't followed, finally couldn't contain herself any longer. She leaned close to Chen Xuan's ear, her voice extremely low, even her breathing becoming soft:
"Brother Chen Xuan, please forgive me for being nosy, but as a friend, I must remind you of this."
"Speak freely," Chen Xuan said calmly without stopping.
"You and Qiu Zixian... are you serious?" Zi Mang's eyes were full of worry, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the wine jar;
"You don't know, she is the primordial spirit avatar of Xia Jiuyou, the Holy Maiden of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land. Xia Jiuyou is so scheming, she must have a plan. I'm afraid that if you spend too much time together, you'll develop real feelings for each other, and in the future, she will be taken advantage of by Xia Jiuyou... What will you do then?"
"Hmph, she wouldn't dare." Chen Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a sharp aura emanated from his body. "At worst, we can just attack the Nine Nether Holy Land."
Zi Mang gasped in shock at his words, stopping in her tracks to stare at him.
"You're already locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Yao Guang Holy Land, and now you're provoking the Jiu You Holy Land... Brother Chen Xuan, are you trying to defy the heavens?"
"Hahaha!" Chen Xuan laughed loudly and patted Zi Mang on the shoulder;
"There's no need to mention this matter again; we'll deal with it later. Perhaps this is the great path I'm meant to take."
He was referring to the Ultimate Path system—ultimate path cultivators must undergo tribulations of lightning to temper their bodies and tribulations of love to refine their hearts at each major realm. Today's unexpected encounter with Qiu Zixian may have been hidden in the "destiny of the Great Dao" from the very beginning.
Seeing Chen Xuan's resolute attitude, Zi Mang could only nod helplessly, her tone full of admiration: "I must say, Brother Chen Xuan, I truly admire you for your 'daring and decisiveness.' You haven't lost the pure heart of a young man."
"It's your own path, as long as you know how to walk it and how to cultivate it, that's enough," Chen Xuan said with a faint smile.
“In that case, a moment of bliss on this spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so I won’t disturb you any longer.” Zi Mang raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly teasing. “I’ll come to pick you up again tomorrow.”
"Thank you." Chen Xuan clasped his hands in farewell, watching the purple figure disappear through the barrier before turning and walking towards the small building.
The vast cave world fell silent instantly, with only the soft rustling of the wind through the lotus flowers.
Inside the small pavilion, Qiu Zixian was already waiting under the eaves. Seeing Chen Xuan return, her heart pounded, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her skirt, and she even held her breath.
She didn't know whether she should take the initiative or wait...
When Chen Xuan entered the small building, he found that the candles in the hall had long been extinguished, and only the moonlight leaking through the glazed dome scattered fine silver spots on the ground.
Qiu Zixian, dressed in a thin black gauze dress, stirred up a wisp of dust as her skirt swept across the ground. She walked slowly, her purple eyes shining like amethysts in the moonlight, reflecting Chen Xuan's figure with tenderness.
Chen Xuan stopped and watched her walk gracefully closer. He naturally reached out and put his arm around her waist, and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Why are you being so mysterious?"
Suddenly, Qiu Zixian reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, trembling slightly:
"Chen Xuan, I never imagined in my life that I would end up with you."
"Originally, I left my lair this time and joined forces with Shenyu to seek revenge on you, but I didn't expect... I didn't get my revenge and ended up getting myself involved." Her breath brushed against Chen Xuan's collar, carrying the fragrance of the spiritual tea she had just drunk. Her tone was self-deprecating, but it lacked its usual coldness, instead sounding like a spoiled little girl.