Full-time sword repair

Wan Yincai's feelings, hidden in her heart for years, her careful protection, her silent sacrifices, and her long-suppressed joy and longing, all erupted at this moment, intertwining with Lin Jichen's affection, transforming into the most moving melody in the mountains, echoing for a long time.

As time passed and night deepened, starlight twinkled above the cloud-capped peaks, and the cool moonlight pierced through the clouds, bathing the two of them in a gentle and tranquil light.

The two kissed more passionately, their lips and teeth intertwined, their breaths mingling, their bodies gradually growing hotter, their hearts pounding like drums, echoing in their ears.

Within Lin Jichen's body, primordial power surged quietly, and the instincts of the Yin-Yang Holy Scripture were fully activated. A strong desire swept over him like a tidal wave, wanting to completely embrace the girl in his arms and possess her for himself.

But his reason forcefully suppressed this impulse.

He respected Wan Yincai and did not want to hastily possess her under the guise of lust.

I didn't want to wrong her or take away the most important thing in this girl's life from this desolate mountain peak.

His movements gradually paused, his body stiffened slightly, and a struggle and restraint flashed in his eyes.

But Wan Yincai seemed to sense his concerns and struggles. Instead of backing down, she tiptoed slightly and took the initiative to get close to his embrace, pressing her cheek tightly against his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat. Her voice was a little hoarse and gentle, but also a little firm and proactive.

"Take me, right here, I'm willing."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jichen's last shred of restraint crumbled instantly.

Looking into the sincerity and determination in the eyes of the girl in his arms, he could no longer resist.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to summon a flying artifact to create a temporary shelter for the two of them, Wan Yincai unexpectedly raised her hand first and threw out a huge tiger-skin rug from her storage ring.

It was a rare spirit tiger pelt, soft and thick, carrying a faint spiritual aura. It landed at the feet of the two people, spreading out like a natural mattress, warm and comfortable.

Lin Jichen's eyes lit up, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He bent down and carefully picked up Wan Yincai in his arms. Her body was light and soft, and she nestled obediently in his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes full of shyness and anticipation.

Lin Jichen smiled gently, hugged her, and they fell together onto the soft tiger-skin carpet.

The next second, Lin Jichen raised his hand and set up a pale golden barrier, completely isolating the two of them from the outside world.

The howling mountain winds, the swirling clouds and mist, and the cool moonlight were all kept out by the barrier, no longer able to disturb the peace and beauty within.

Within the barrier, a misty aura gradually spread, intertwining the two people's auras with a faint spiritual energy, gentle and enchanting.

After a soft groan of pain, there was a low murmur and gentle comfort.

From then on, the world lost a bright and shy young girl, and gained a gentle and charming young woman.

The two shed all their defenses and pretenses, and unloaded all their identities and burdens, completely entrusting their bodies and minds to each other.

Without worldly disturbances, without the crises of the Eight Desolations, without the gloom brought by Zhu Jiuyin, at this moment, time seems to stand still.

Between heaven and earth, only their warmth, their heartbeats, their affection and longing remained. They went to Wushan together for a romantic encounter.

In the ecstasy of their passionate embrace, they recount years of restraint and joy, etching this love into their very bones and veins.

After a night of passionate lovemaking, the east began to lighten with the first rays of dawn. The first rays of sunlight pierced through the swirling clouds and mist, illuminating the mountain peaks and the two figures through the barrier, casting a warm and bright glow upon them.

Wan Yincai nestled lazily in Lin Jichen's arms, her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes filled with tender affection, and traces of last night's intimacy still lingering on her skin.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Lin Jichen's handsome profile, her heart filled with longing and reluctance.

Having just consummated her marriage with her beloved, she was deeply in love and longed to be with him day and night. She wished she could stay nestled in his arms forever, oblivious to the world and the impending crisis.

But she knew in her heart that Lin Jichen carried the hopes of the entire Eight Desolations on his shoulders. He still had great things to accomplish, and Zhu Jiuyin was about to emerge from seclusion, putting the Eight Desolations in imminent danger.

He couldn't stop moving forward, and she couldn't be too attached to romantic love.

Only by defeating Zhu Jiuyin and quelling the chaos of the Eight Desolations can she truly be with the one she loves, forever and ever.

Suppressing her reluctance, Wan Yincai spoke first, her voice slightly hoarse from just waking up, and tinged with a barely perceptible sob, softly calling out, "Husband..."

That one word, "husband," was tender and affectionate, containing all the love and entrustment.

Lin Jichen shuddered, looked down at her, gently stroked her long hair with his fingertips, and said in a voice so tender it could melt water: "I'm here."

"It's time for me to go back."

Wan Yincai leaned against his chest and whispered, her eyes almost overflowing with reluctance.

"I need to go back to the Beast Taming Sect to make preparations, gather the sect's disciples, and reorganize our forces to be ready to fight Zhu Jiuyin at any time. You must take good care of yourself and not act rashly."

Lin Jichen gently tightened his embrace, holding her even closer, as if he wanted to imprint her image deep in his heart.

He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his tone tender, yet also filled with deep reluctance and solemnity.

"I know. When you get back, you must take good care of yourself. Do everything within your capabilities, don't push yourself, and don't put yourself in any danger. As for the Beast Taming Sect, just do your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Mmm." Wan Yincai nodded vigorously. She raised her head, cupped Lin Jichen's cheeks in her hands, and tiptoed slightly to give him another gentle kiss on the lips.

This kiss carried reluctance, longing, entrustment, and unwavering expectation.

"I'll wait for you." Wan Yincai's voice was choked with emotion, but her eyes were incredibly firm.

"You must take care of yourself, you must come back alive. If you die, I will never live on alone!"

"Okay, I promise you."

Lin Jichen solemnly promised, every word he uttered resounding with conviction.

"I will definitely come back alive, defeat Zhu Jiuyin, pacify the eight wastelands, and then I will find you and never be separated from you again."

Wan Yincai gave him a deep look and kept that promise in her heart.

Then, she slowly released her arms from his neck, reluctantly got up from his embrace, straightened her clothes, and the lingering affection in her eyes almost overwhelmed her.

Without saying anything more, Wan Yincai turned around, her figure flashed, and she transformed into a pink streak of light, rushing towards the Beast Taming Sect.

The figure grew farther and farther away, gradually disappearing into the swirling clouds and mist, until finally, it vanished without a trace.

Lin Jichen remained seated on the tiger-skin rug, gazing in the direction she had left, without moving for a long time.

Her warmth still lingered on my fingertips, her scent still filled my nostrils, and I could almost feel her warmth in my arms, but the bright and passionate figure was no longer there beside me.

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