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After Wen Anqin and Wen Yuanzhou left, Ye Wanqing could no longer suppress the fishy and sweet taste in her mouth. She spat out a mouthful of turbid blood and her body went limp.

As expected, he still couldn't bear the backlash brought about by forcibly changing the destiny.

Her consciousness gradually became confused, and Ye Wanqing only felt that she had entered a familiar embrace, and also a dark figure.

"Is that you? Di Siheng."

Zhou Muye's body stiffened, and his arms around Ye Wanqing gradually tightened. A flash of extreme paranoia and jealousy flashed in his eyes. He picked up the unconscious Ye Wanqing in his princess arms and disappeared in an instant.

……

"Thank you for your help, young lady. My name is Jiang Xu..."

"If I ever truly master spiritual power, I, Jiang Xu, will definitely follow your lead."

"I just feel that my current situation is all because of you, and I don't know how to address you respectfully, but 'Master' is the deepest form of respect I can offer you."

"Master, it really is you. I really miss you so much."

"Master...goodbye."

In the darkness, a familiar voice rang in Ye Wanqing's ears over and over again. The memories in her mind flashed before her eyes like a passing show, but at the last moment, Jiang Xu disappeared and turned into bubbles and stopped.

"Jiang Xu! Jiang Xu!"

The corners of Ye Wanqing's eyes gradually turned red and wet, her legs unconsciously knelt down, and her consciousness gradually became confused. She felt that her internal organs were wrapped by a strange force. She didn't know how to describe this feeling, it was very strange.

"Master? What's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in her ears, and her originally confused consciousness instantly cleared up. Ye Wanqing raised her head abruptly, and her body trembled as she looked at the man in red who was smiling cynically in front of her.

"Jiang Xu..."

"Master, you...are you crying? Please don't, Master. When I cry, my tears can turn into pearls. If you cry, Master, they can neither turn into pearls nor into spirit crystals. It's a loss. Master, don't you always say that you can't do business at a loss, and everything you do must benefit yourself?"

Jiang Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand. His posture was handsome, like a bamboo, his peach blossom eyes were deep and bright, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bit of indescribable unruly and cynical.

"You idiot! Your master once said that nothing is more important than life. Did you listen?! Did you listen?! I've invested so much energy in you, teaching you the techniques and giving you perfect-grade elixirs, but what about you?! How have you repaid your master?!"

Ye Wanqing's expression suddenly became excited. Although Jiang Xu was her apprentice in name, after a year of getting along with him, she had already regarded Jiang Xu as a close friend.

She couldn't accept that Jiang Xu died in front of her, and she couldn't accept that Jiang Xu died because of her.

As if noticing Ye Wanqing's change of mood, Jiang Xu put away the cynicism in his expression and spoke seriously.

"Master, I just hope you can achieve what you want. Master, really, I just hope everything goes smoothly for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Ye Wanqing's consciousness became confused and hazy again.

All illusions will eventually become bubbles.

"Wanwan, Wanwan."

A familiar and gentle voice sounded, echoing over and over again in Ye Wanqing's spiritual sea of consciousness.

At the same time, the exquisite heart on Ye Wanqing's wrist flickered, as if responding to the familiar voice.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful force filled and lingered in Ye Wanqing's internal organs. Ye Wanqing felt the familiar source of magic power and suddenly woke up.

"Di Siheng!"

Hearing that name, Zhou Muye narrowed his eyes slightly, and the hand holding the spoon unconsciously clenched. When Ye Wanqing was distracted, he quickly came to his senses and his expression became warm again.

"Wanwan, the backlash is too severe. You need to heal well. Come, I'll give you some medicine."

Ye Wanqing frowned. "It's you. Why are you still here?"

It was strange. I had just clearly sensed the origin of Di Siheng's magic power.

"Wanwan, your words are truly hurtful. I was the one who saved you from the backlash."

Ye Wanqing looked at Zhou Muye, whose personality seemed different from before, with a strange glint in her eyes. She turned her head away, her tone cold and distant.

"No need, thank you for your kindness. Zhou Muye, even if you save me now, I will not let the Zhou family go."

"Zhou family?" Zhou Muye raised his eyebrows, half curled the corners of his lips, and there was no concern in his eyes. To him, the Zhou family seemed to be the most ordinary weeds.

"If Wanwan wants to destroy the Zhou family, you can do so at any time. If you kill someone, I'll hand you the knife, okay?"

Feeling that most of his injuries had healed, with divine power swirling around him, Ye Wanqing ignored Zhou Muye and disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving behind only a bottle of pills as a token of gratitude.

Zhou Muye seemed to have guessed Ye Wanqing's distant and indifferent behavior. He picked up the pill bottle and looked at the pattern of perfect-grade pill on it. His expression changed slightly. He gently put it to the tip of his nose, as if he could smell another scent through the pill bottle.

Thinking of Ye Wanqing's mumbling just now, Zhou Muye's fingers tightly grasped the pill bottle. His handsome features carried an extremely cold aura, his deep eyes seemed to be flushed with blood, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Wanwan, why are you only looking at Di Siheng? Haha~ One day, I will let you see me, oh no, I should say I will let you be the only one by your side."

……

After Ye Wanqing left, she came into the space and looked at the thousand-year-old iceberg snow lotus blooming in the green jade water, her expression slightly moved.

Jiang Xu, I will find a way to save you.

Suddenly, sensing something, Ye Wanqing's face turned strange. "Qingyu, is there any unusual movement from this thousand-year-old Snow Mountain Ice Lotus?"

Qingyu transformed into a human form, touched his head, and said with a puzzled look, "No, it has been like this since you, my master, kept this thousand-year-old snow mountain ice lotus in Qingyu water."

Ye Wanqing frowned slightly. Common sense indicated that the thousand-year-old snow mountain ice lotus should have bloomed long ago, and it had been nurtured in her own jade water for a long time, so dewdrops should have formed long ago. Why did it still remain in bloom until now?

The dewdrops formed by the thousand-year-old snow mountain ice lotus are its essence.

Ye Wanqing stepped forward and raised her right hand slightly. The thousand-year-old snow mountain ice lotus immediately fell into her palm. She looked at the ice lotus blooming in her hand with her eyes slightly narrowed.

Suddenly, sensing something, a strange fire appeared, and the thousand-year-old snow mountain ice lotus disappeared.

This is actually fake!