The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

Everyone present was stunned.

Of course, Yunxiao was the most confused.

"This...how could this be me?"

"Of course, it's all random. It's not surprising that you appeared, Sister Yunxiao."

Chen Xuan smiled "happily".

"Isn't this great? Your body has been summoned, and after you merge with it, you'll be completely free from the Investiture of the Gods!"

Chen Xuan approached with a smile, seemingly offering his blessings to Yunxiao.

But Yunxiao kept retreating, and he started acting strangely, with steam rising from his forehead.

She seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, a blush quickly spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and even her neck turned a faint pink.

Yunxiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he could only utter intermittent syllables, completely lacking his usual composure and calmness.

Her gaze swept erratically across everyone's faces, but she dared not meet Chen Xuan's eyes. Her eyes darted around, filled with helplessness.

The women also looked surprised, their cherry lips slightly parted.

But soon, they realized the subtlety of the situation, and shyness appeared on their faces.

Fairy Caiyun lowered her head first, unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, and occasionally stealing a glance at the clouds.

Han Zhixian covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders trembling slightly, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

Only Qiongxiao stood aside, watching the scene before her, a strange sense of loss welling up in her heart.

She didn't know why, but a pang of sadness welled up in her heart, and a hint of loneliness appeared in her eyes. She silently turned her head to the side.

"I...I can't just merge like this."

Yunxiao finally found his voice and stammered:

"I...I'm not ready yet, this is too sudden. And, and I, and Bixiao...this matter needs to be considered carefully." As she spoke, she backed away, her steps frantic, almost tripping over her own skirt.

"Sister Yunxiao, this is a rare opportunity. I will definitely protect you and make sure nothing happens to you." As he spoke, Chen Xuan took another step forward with a serious expression.

"No, no!" Yunxiao waved his hands repeatedly, his voice trembling slightly.

"My mind is a mess right now, I need to calm down." After saying that, she ignored everyone's reactions, turned around and ran towards the door, her panicked figure as if she was running away from something terrible.

Seeing her sister run away, Qiongxiao quickly chased after her.

Caiyun looked in the direction Yunxiao had fled, her blush still lingering: "Sister Yunxiao is usually so composed, but today she's so flustered... This is all so unexpected."

Han Zhixian covered her mouth with one hand: "Haha, it's rare to see Yunxiao so shy. But then again, anyone would find it hard to accept this right away."

She smiled while secretly glancing at Chen Xuan, her eyes carrying a somewhat enigmatic meaning.

......

In the days that followed, Yunxiao kept her distance from everyone.

She is truly confused now and doesn't know how to make a decision.

The "thoughts" generated by the fusion aren't actually a huge problem; the main issue is that after the fusion, she will become Chen Xuan's private property...

Furthermore, Chen Xuan "returned" her true form to her side. The true form did nothing but constantly attract her, causing her great torment.

Finally, after she went out to visit Bixiao alone, she began to communicate with Chen Xuan intentionally or unintentionally every now and then, discussing philosophy and philosophy.

Ultimately, she couldn't be completely devoid of emotion...

Fortunately, Chen Xuan really suited her taste, and many of his views were refreshing to her.

Finally, on a dark and windy night, Yunxiao, whose forehead was steaming, knocked on Chen Xuan's door.

Hearing the knock, Chen Xuan was puzzled. When he opened the door, he felt a warm breath rushing towards him.

Yunxiao stood gracefully at the entrance, her long, jet-black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. A few stray strands of hair playfully clung to her cheeks, which were slightly flushed from the heat, adding to her allure.

She wore a simple white dress, the hem swaying gently in the night breeze, outlining her graceful figure, pure yet alluring.

She bit her lower lip slightly, not looking at Chen Xuan. Her pearly teeth nestled between her pink lips, and the unintentional coquettishness she exuded was like a soft feather, stirring Chen Xuan's heartstrings.

Before Chen Xuan could even ask, the latter buried her face in his chest, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, her body trembling slightly.

Chen Xuan was startled by this sudden action and subconsciously took a step back. His body froze instantly, his hands hanging in mid-air, at a loss for what to do. "Sister Yun... Sister Yunxiao, what's wrong with you?"

Yunxiao buried her face in Chen Xuan's arms, not saying a word, but her body trembled more and more violently.

She could hear her own heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. Her burning cheeks were pressed against Chen Xuan's chest, feeling his body heat, which made her even more shy.

Seeing that Yunxiao didn't speak, Chen Xuan was a little confused. He didn't dare to push her away rashly, so he could only gently comfort her: "Sister Yunxiao, don't scare me. What happened? Tell me what's wrong. I'm listening."

Seeing Chen Xuan's clumsy reaction, Yun Xiao finally raised her head slightly after a long while, still not daring to look Chen Xuan in the eye, and said softly, "I... I don't know what's wrong with me, I just... I just wanted to come and find you."

Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz, and she quickly buried her head back down after speaking.

Chen Xuan's heart stirred, and his tense emotions gradually eased. He slowly lowered his hands and gently embraced Yunxiao, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a rare treasure.

"I'm here, don't be afraid," he murmured softly, his voice so gentle it could melt your heart.

As Yunxiao felt Chen Xuan's embrace, the panic in her heart slowly subsided, and a sense of peace she had never felt before inexplicably arose in her heart.

She took a deep breath, inhaling Chen Xuan's unique scent, and mustered her courage to raise her head again, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and determination:

"I...I've thought it through. I've already merged with the body and am now free from the Investiture of the Gods."

As soon as she said it, her face turned bright red to her ears, and she quickly buried her head in Chen Xuan's arms, not daring to look at his reaction.

"So, Sister Yunxiao, you..."

"You, you stop talking, let's go inside!" Yunxiao pulled Chen Xuan and walked into the inner room.

Outside, Bixiao and Qiongxiao watched the two people enter from the shadows, their expressions quite different.

Yunxiao merged with the body, so naturally his cultivation level dropped sharply, and he could no longer sense the presence of the two.

"Bixiao, you're just going to look at your sister like this..."

"What else can I do?" Bixiao sighed.