Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Since that day, Nan Xiang seemed to have found some incredible secret base, and would run to the Sea of ​​Sin whenever she had free time.

This land, considered forbidden by the gods and a place where all life withers, feels as familiar to her as her own backyard.

Her chaotic bloodline made her feel right at home here. Negative energies that were powerful enough to erode divine bones would obediently bypass her when they touched the chaotic aura that flowed naturally around her.

Unbeknownst to her, every time she stepped into this region, the icy blue snowflake mark on her forehead would flicker almost imperceptibly, emitting a faint halo.

Almost simultaneously, the starlight flowing within the azure stone that stood silently in the center of the Sea of ​​Sin would ripple gently, as if in silent response.

She was used to babbling to this silent stone (at least not outwardly).

She talked about which little god of Jiling Academy had been tricked by her again for not being able to recite the laws, talked about how delicious her mother's new desserts were, complained that the old man always put on a dignified and indifferent look even though he clearly cared about her, and secretly said that he would faintly exude coldness even if she clung to her mother for a little while. What a domineering and petty old man.

"Big Stone, do you think Father is being too harsh?"

She often ended her day like this, patting the cold stone surface with her small hands, as if seeking validation.

The stone remained silent, but its deep blue light always became exceptionally warm when she touched it.

That day, perhaps she was tired from playing, or perhaps the inexplicable tranquility deep within the Sea of ​​Sin was too soothing to sleep, Nan Xiang, while talking, actually lay down on the rock and fell asleep.

The small red figure nestled against the enormous, dark blue stone, creating a strange yet harmonious scene in this devastated land.

Unbeknownst to her, in the instant she fell asleep, a barely perceptible crimson glint flashed across the predominantly dark blue interior of the black stone, like a flame suddenly leaping beneath ice, vanishing in an instant.

……

Nanxiang finds herself standing in a sea of ​​sin.

All around were still floating, round meteorites, and in the distance, surging undercurrents; everything seemed normal.

But she was fully aware that she was dreaming.

Driven by an inexplicable intuition, she began to look around, searching for that familiar, dark blue figure.

However, the central area where the black stone once stood was now completely empty.

An indescribable sense of loss instantly gripped her heart, leaving her feeling empty, as if she had lost her most precious treasure.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

A clear, melodious voice, with the unique clarity of a young boy, yet incredibly familiar, rang out from behind him.

Nan Xiang suddenly turned around.

There stood a little boy who looked about nine years old.

He wore a dark blue robe, its style simple and ancient, the fabric seemingly woven from the flowing darkness of night.

Her long hair was loose and the color was extremely rare, jet black from the roots and gradually transitioning to a deep, dark blue towards the ends, with a faint shimmer in the light of the dream.

Her long hair was adorned with exquisite hair ornaments on either side of her ears. The ornaments were dark purple with unknown, shadowy crystals, and long, matching tassels cascaded down, adding to her air of nobility and mystery.

His eyes were an exceptionally beautiful purple, as if they contained swirling galaxies, and also carried the purity and antiquity of the beginning of the universe.

He was naturally surrounded by an aura of destruction and nothingness that was chilling, as if he were the embodiment of the source of this sea of ​​sin, cold, aloof, and a symbol of the end of all things.

However, when he looked at Nan Xiang, the coldness in his purple eyes vanished completely, leaving only clear tenderness and undisguised concern.

Nan Xiang froze, staring at him with her big eyes without blinking. After a long while, she tentatively asked, with a hint of surprise and uncertainty:

"A big rock?"

Upon hearing this, the young man, or rather, Su Chen, whose consciousness had materialized from the Azure Stone, subtly raised the corners of his lips, his usually cold expression softening considerably.

"Mmm," he responded, his gaze still fixed intently on her, repeating the question he was concerned about.

"What's wrong? You seem a little unhappy."

Hearing his confirmation, Nan Xiang immediately relaxed, jogged closer to him, tilted her little face up, and said with a hint of grievance:

"I was looking for you just now, but I couldn't find you. I thought you had disappeared..."

She pointed to the empty space and said, "I feel a little disappointed."

As Su Chen looked at her unguarded approach and listened to the pure dependence in her words, the ancient ice field in his heart, built from destruction and loneliness, seemed to be bathed in a warm sun.

He raised his hand, as if to touch her head, but in the end he only gently brushed the space near the snowflake mark on her forehead, bringing a slightly cool sensation.

"It won't disappear."

He made the promise softly, his tone more solemn than ever before.

Because you are the only light and refuge I recognize in the endless void.

He kept the last sentence to himself, never uttering it aloud.

Looking into his eyes, which had brightened again, Su Chen's thoughts drifted back to the distant years when he first gained consciousness.

The Sea of ​​Sin was even more desolate and chaotic back then than it is now.

He unknowingly absorbed the evil power, the destructive and nihilistic forces that flowed into him from the universe. It was the soil from which he was born, the source of his power, but it also made him instinctively feel a sense of emptiness and numbness.

He didn't know why he existed, nor what the meaning of this endless absorption and bearing was, until that day—

A powerful energy surge shattered the tranquility at the edge of the Sea of ​​Sin.

He "saw" a man and a woman with extraordinary bearing fighting a fierce battle against an evil god who was shrouded in an ominous aura of curses and was already severely injured.

The power of the man and woman made him feel a little wary, especially the man, whose chaotic aura seemed to assimilate everything.

However, what attracted his attention the most was the woman.

The Lord of Life, Nan Yi.

A tiny life was growing inside her.

That aura was so...unique. It was neither pure chaos nor pure life, but a miracle born from the perfect fusion of two supreme origins.

Warm, vibrant, and full of infinite possibilities and burgeoning life, it is like a seedling that has just broken through the soil and is bathed in the morning light, forming an extreme contrast with the sea of ​​sin around him that represents end and decay.

It was this extreme contrast that, like a magnet, captivated his entire being.

He didn't understand what liking someone meant, but he felt that the aura stirred up ripples in his empty core that he had never experienced before, making him want to get closer, to... protect.

Just as he was silently feeling and pondering this unfamiliar emotion, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

The dying evil god, Erno, the Lord of Curses, unleashed all his resentment in his final moments before his demise, casting a pitch-black curse containing the ultimate misfortune of the world—the "Flower of Cursed Fate"—into Nan Yi's body!

In that instant, Su Chen clearly felt that the warm and vibrant life force that he cared so much about suddenly trembled, and then, like a white silk soaked in ink, it was quickly entangled and devoured by the curse!

That seedling-like vitality faded at a visible speed, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

The wrath of the Lord of Chaos and the grief of the Lord of Life swept across the Sea of ​​Sin like a tangible shockwave.

Su Chen could sense their despair and helplessness. The curse was like a bone-deep infection, tightly intertwined with the unborn life essence, impossible to sever.

Watching helplessly as the ray of light that had given him the only thrill was about to be extinguished, an unprecedented panic and determination erupted from the depths of Su Chen's consciousness.

He broke his silence.

And so, in that moment when the supreme deity was helpless and shrouded in immense grief, a clear, youthful voice, cold yet possessing undeniable power, suddenly resounded at the edge of the Sea of ​​Sin, and clearly reached the ears of the Lord of Chaos and Nan Yi:

“I have a way to help her overcome this cursed fate.”

……

As the tide of memories receded, Su Chen's purple eyes refocused, landing on the small face before him, which shared the same origin as that aura from back then and had now blossomed into a beautiful and lovely young woman.

It was because of his words that the Lord of Chaos and the Lord of Life agreed, and even secretly pushed, to resolve Nan Xiang's fate by creating ninety-nine small worlds to help her overcome her tribulation.

He, having sacrificed a portion of his essence as guidance and protection, fell into an even longer slumber, only to be awakened once her presence drew near again.

"A big rock?"

Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Nanxiang couldn't help but wave her small hand in front of his eyes.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Su Chen snapped out of his daze, suppressed the complex emotions surging within him, and gently shook his head:

"nothing."

He looked at her, his tone one of indulgence he himself didn't realize.

"I was just wondering, don't you get tired of talking so much every day?"

"I'm not tired!"

Nan Xiang immediately shook her head, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"It's so nice talking to you! Even though you never talked to me before..."

She complained softly, then curiously moved closer, almost pressing herself against him.

"Can you talk to me now? What's your name? Have you always lived here? Are you lonely?"

She bombarded him with a barrage of questions, chattering away energetically.

Looking at her smiling face, so close yet without a trace of gloom, and feeling the unique aura emanating from her—aura that had been tempered by ninety-nine lifetimes of reincarnation, not yet completely dissolved but already coexisting with her fate—Su Chen felt as if a tender sprout had emerged from the barren land in his heart.

He bent down slightly, bringing his gaze level with hers, her small figure reflected in his purple eyes.

"My name is Su Chen."

He answered softly, the aura of destruction settling around him, transforming into a protective stillness.

"As for other questions... I'll tell you about them later, okay?"

Because you came, this eternal solitude has come to an end.

And that encounter in the depths of the sea of ​​sin, the gears of fate, had already quietly turned before you were even born.

It all started with that first glance, that instant of attraction, and I was willing to give everything to give you a chance at life.