The other world, but pure love modulation

The panel of the Pure Love Modulation System popped up at this moment.

[The Book of Strange Tales (Phase 2) is completed, and the rewards have been distributed. Please claim them.]

Lin Yi looked at the prompt on the system panel. If it weren't for the system, the little bug would have run away anyway. Even though his cultivation level could not be restored to the level of a spirit after his soul was split, it posed no threat to him. However, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

The task of the second stage of the book of strange stories is to kill Ji Yitian and slash the Yin Yang Pavilion with a sword. The Yin Yang Pavilion was slashed with a sword, but Ji Yitian had not been killed before.

This time, the Pure Love Modulation System played a great role. Lin Yi's consciousness sank and teased the Baihong Sword Spirit who was sitting cross-legged obediently in his dantian.

Then his gaze continued to fall on the system panel.

[Now open the Book of Strange Tales (ending).]

[Ji Yitian died, and the nightmare that troubled Ji Chanxi disappeared. She often recalled that winter. That winter was very cold, colder than any other winter.]

[But fortunately, this winter is very warm, warmer than any other winter, so she can let go of the chill in her heart a little, and she can continue to move forward hesitantly.]

[Ji Chanxi said that she didn’t hate Ji Yitian, because in the winters after her mother’s death, she was much warmer than before, but she also hated Ji Yitian very much, because in the winters before her mother’s death, she was much colder than in the future…

[So, she raised the sword of rebellion against her father, and then she could truly find her own happiness.]

[Ji Chanxi likes a free and easy life, she wants to travel around the world freely...

Lin Yi frowned. Would he be asked to take Ji Chanxi out to play? It’s not impossible, but there is definitely no time now.

[Before that, she wants to rely more on her husband and help her reach Fanxu. She wants to help you resist external threats...]

[Now that her father has died, and her mother has been avenged, the only thing she wants is... you, Lin Yi...

[Book of Strange Tales (ending): Help Ji Chanxi to break through to the Return to Void stage.]

[Reward: Theory of Yin and Yang]

Lin Yi looked at the system panel again, and then put it away. He took Ji Chanxi's hand, turned and walked towards the direction of Yin Yang Pavilion.

The rewards from the second stage of the Book of Strange Tales were also integrated into Lin Yi's body, which was just the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation.

Chapter 162: Warming Up the Body

Ji Chanxi and Lin Yi walked slowly in a corner of the Yin-Yang Pavilion. The girl had a quiet look on her face. Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing did not follow them. Only Lin Yi and Ji Chanxi were there.

Not long after, Ji Chanxi and Lin Yi stopped in front of a small grave. There were magnificent buildings all around, but in front of them was a tiny grave. The contrast made the grave seem even more desolate.

Ji Chanxi walked forward and, without using any spiritual power, swept her fair and tender palm across the bluestone tombstone, wiping away the little dirt and frost that remained on it.

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyebrows, and had a hint of fragility on her face. Lin Yi stood behind her and slowly hugged her thin shoulders. Ji Chanxi followed the strength of Lin Yi's palm and leaned on his chest.

She had said before that she wanted to let her brother Ji Xinian and her father Ji Yitian go down to accompany her mother, but she was just talking. She buried Ji Xinian in the cemetery in Yin Yang Pavilion. After all, her brother loved her very much, and she was not an ungrateful person.

-Although she still killed him. And Ji Yitian, compared to Ji Xinian who preserved a complete corpse, his soul had been scattered, and even his body had been washed away by the sword intent, turning into the purest spiritual power and merging into this world.

He died without a burial place.

Ji Chanxi didn't want her mother to see them down there. How unlucky would that be?

She raised her head, the fragility on her face had disappeared, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, Ji Chanxi smiled as she looked at Lin Yi's profile beside her, she leaned over and gently kissed the corner of Lin Yi's lips.

Then she turned around and said, "Mother, Chanxi has brought her husband to see you... Chanxi will not be like you, who was abandoned by his father after being played with... Hehehe, the husband Chanxi found loves her very much..."

Lin Yi accompanied her silently, watching Ji Chanxi pulling him to the tombstone. He remained silent, and then said, "Aunt, I will treat Xier well."

Needless to say, after all, this kind of thing still needs to be verified in the future. Lin Yi is not a person who likes to brag, unless he wants to lie...As for Ji Chanxi, Lin Yi obviously does not need to coax her.

Ji Chanxi interlocked her fingers with Lin Yi's. She gestured towards the grave and then gently placed her other hand on the tombstone. "I prevented my father and brother from going down to accompany you. Mother, don't blame me. If you can reincarnate, I don't want you to meet them in your next life."

"Chanxi will be fine, and you, mother, must be fine too, whether in the afterlife or in the next life...Chanxi hopes that you will be fine and not meet bad people again..."

Ji Chanxi gently touched the words engraved on the bluestone tombstone, her delicate fingertips stroked across her mother's name, and then she suddenly turned around, her black skirt fluttering with her movements, and the hem of her skirt lightly swept across the name that was stained with time.

"and.

;*

Ji Chanxi's black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, flowing over her corset, covering her slender waist, and resting on her perky buttocks.

Her pale face was tinged with a little blush. Ji Chanxi had a smile on her lips. She held Lin Yi's face with her fingers, took a step back, and sat on the bluestone tombstone.

A pair of slender legs were dangling in the air, with the calves in black over-the-knee stockings slightly exposed from under the skirt. With a click, the black embroidered shoes with white soles fell to the ground along the graceful arch of the foot.

Ji Chanxi held Lin Yi's neck, her voice was soft and charming...Chanxi is really happy with Langjun...Every night, Chanxi...will feel warm in her heart..."

Ji Chanxi pointed at her heart, and then, with an increasingly gentle gaze...

"My dear, can you let mother know how happy Chanxi is?" Ji Chanxi leaned close to Lin Yi's ear, her breath sweet as orchid. She tilted her head slightly and kissed Lin Yi's earlobe. Her voice was charming, and combined with Ji Chanxi's still somewhat childish and pure face, she looked even more attractive.

"Xier..." Lin Yi was about to refuse, but Ji Chanxi pressed her fingertips against her lips, and she shook her head gently.

Lin Yi was silent for a moment. In such a serious place... Is it really okay to do such a thing...

Ji Chanxi half-armed Lin Yi's neck, she smiled at the somewhat embarrassed Lin Yi, "Xier doesn't want her brother and father to see Xier's body, so Xier's promise cannot be fulfilled..."

Ji Chanxi had said many times before that she would dedicate herself to her sweetheart in front of her father's spirit tablet and mourning hall.

Ji Chanxi continued, "Then as an alternative... let Xier's mother see how happy Xier is... this wouldn't count as breaking her promise, right..."

Seeing Lin Yi's helpless expression, she came closer and bit Lin Yi's lips. Her voice was vague, and she began to act coquettishly at the end, "Lin Lang, just agree to Xier. Mother is so cold underground, Xier doesn't want to be like her mother. Lin Lang, just help Xier, okay... okay..."

Lin Yi looked at Ji Chanxi's pretty little face. He hesitated for a moment, but finally held Ji Chanxi's slender waist.

He lowered his head and kissed her, letting her half sit on the bluestone tombstone and half lean back into Lin Yi's arms.

Ji Chanxi's eyebrows slightly curved, sensing Lin Yi's movements. She continued to hug Lin Yi's neck with one hand, and gently touched the tombstone under her buttocks with the other hand. Her fingertips followed the carvings and stroked the words on the top.

Lu Jiajing and Pei Yuhan stood on the high pavilion, watching this scene from a long distance. They were silent, and their skirts were blown up by the wind in the sky.

Because they suppressed everything, no one dared to approach that area, and there was not even one person around the area.

Lin Yi's pure love modulation system did not respond. Lin Yi gently stroked Ji Chanxi's beautiful eyebrows and eyes. She bit Lin Yi's shoulder in a rather demonstrative manner, and the hand that was stroking the tombstone would occasionally pat the tombstone.

It seems to be reminding her mother... Look at me, how happy I am now...

Ji Chanxi rubbed Lin Yi's cheek affectionately. There was a delicate blush between her eyebrows, making her look particularly lovely.

Chapter 163 Let Mother Feel This Warmth Too

Lin Yi held Ji Chanxi's slender waist and stroked her long calves with her fingertips. The black stockings were delicate and soft.

Ji Chanxi raised her head slightly and looked at the boundless and quiet sky. Unlike the past days, today's sunshine seemed particularly warm and soft, and there was no chilly spring air.

"It's a nice day today..." Ji Chanxi suddenly spoke, her fingertips touching the traces of time on the tombstone, "I still remember when I was a child, you took me to... um...

Ji Chanxi frowned slightly, and then slowly relaxed her brows. She turned her head and looked at the tombstone, her rosy lips bitten by her pearly teeth, and her eyes and eyebrows were a little dazed.

Lin Yi placed one hand on Ji Chanxi's small hand that was pressing on the tombstone. Ji Chanxi exerted a little force and adjusted her sitting position. She was half lying in Lin Yi's arms.

Ji Chanxi looked at the tombstone, tears almost overflowing from her beautiful dark eyes, "Mother... Mother..."

Ji Chanxi murmured, her trembling fingertips stroking the name on the tombstone. Earlier, because she was sitting on the bluestone tombstone, the only words she touched were those sacrificial inscriptions.

Now, she finally touched her mother's name.

Lin Yi half-hugged Ji Chanxi and sat slightly sideways on the tombstone. Ji Chanxi didn't say anything, but just hugged him tighter.

Lin Yi looked at Ji Chanxi's moist eyes and moved closer. Ji Chanxi sniffed, but ultimately did not shed tears.

Lin Yi paused slightly, and Ji Chanxi finally had time to calm her turbulent emotions. Lin Yi kissed the corners of Ji Chanxi's eyes and kissed away the few tears that were about to fall.

Ji Chanxi pursed her lips, and turned her head. The tears that were kissed away...wet her lips, making them look even more delicate and beautiful.

Ji Chanxi's skin was as white as snow, and compared with her red lips, it looked even whiter. Her black hair swayed like a waterfall, touching an unknown yellow flower that stubbornly grew on the grave...

Ji Chanxi leaned close to Lin Yi's ear, she held Lin Yi's fingertips and touched her mother's name, Ji Chanxi kissed Lin Yi's earlobe, "My dear... Mother said... Xi'er is very happy, very happy..."

Lin Yi didn't say anything, but Ji Chanxi already understood Lin Yi's answer. The smile at the corner of her lips spread and then became distorted.

Ji Chanxi lowered her head, her ruddy hair tips like red spider lilies, gently kissing Lin Yi's collarbone and biting Lin Yi's neck, leaving a winding trail on it...

"So...my dear, make Xier happier and more blessed...okay..." Ji Chanxi said softly.

Lin Yi was speechless, she just hugged Ji Chanxi's delicate body, letting her lower her head and look at the eulogy on the tombstone.

Ji Chanxi's beautiful eyes were moist. She placed her hands on the top of the bluestone tombstone and put her delicate head into her arms. In the dim light, she looked at the name of the person who always appeared in her dreams.

"Mother... did you see... Xi'er is very happy, really very happy... My husband treats Xi'er very well... Hehehe,... I'm so happy, really very happy...

Ji Chanxi watched her tears dripping on the tombstone, her eyes a little blurry... She touched it with her fingertips, and then touched her lips. The turbid smell mixed with a slight smell of earth spread in her senses.

Ji Chanxi pursed her lips, smelling the familiar yet strange smell of tears and soil. She tilted her head, tapped the ground with her toes, and reached back with both hands to hold Lin Yi's wrist.

When a breeze blew and the yellow flower swayed slightly, Ji Chanxi turned around again. She exerted force with her wrist and pressed Lin Yi onto the tombstone.

Ji Chanxi asked Lin Yi to sit on the tombstone, and she jumped lightly into his arms. The two looked at each other, and Lin Yi looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with pity, "How are you? Are you feeling better..."

Ji Chanxi snorted softly, "It's great... Lin Lang, you just gave warmth to your mother, but you didn't give warmth to Xi'er... Do you want to..."

;*

Lin Yi came over and kissed Ji Chanxi's lips, making her swallow the next words. Lin Yi felt helpless. It was Ji Chanxi who took a step forward, and then he was forced to take a step back...

Afterwards, Ji Chanxi's tears fell and wet the tombstone.

Are you so sad... Lin Yi looked at the girl with a flushed face with pity.

Lin Yi pinched Ji Chanxi's little face. She didn't seem to feel guilty at all. For a moment, she looked a little cute and no longer as sickly as before.

Ji Chanxi put her arms around Lin Yi's neck, rubbed her pretty face against Lin Yi's chest, bit her lips with her pearly teeth, and then let go, she exhaled a breath of fragrance.

"My dear, since Xier did something wrong, shouldn't...Xier be punished..." Ji Chanxi's eyes were charming, yet with a touch of purity, and she blinked at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi held her waist helplessly, "Xi'er, are you punishing me? Why are you always teasing me?"

Ji Chanxi frowned slightly, she noticed something was wrong!

then..

Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing, who were standing on the high pavilion, saw what the three axes meant. Ji Chanxi was obviously practicing the way of ghosts, so why did she feel like she was practicing the Taoist art of water?

Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing shook their heads slightly. It seemed that Ji Chanxi had gone too far in provoking them, which made Lin Yi want to teach her a lesson.

But... you deserve it.

Pei Yuhan snorted. She couldn't stand Ji Chanxi's behavior. If she didn't eat it, she wouldn't waste it. Throwing the food away made her feel sad. That was living spiritual power... pouring it on the tombstone like this...

Lu Jiajing was also speechless, but compared to Pei Yuhan, she was more calm and inactive, and did not comment on Ji Chanxi's wasteful behavior.

The two women continued to stand on the attic, ensuring an undisturbed space for Lin Yi and Ji Chanxi's blasphemous behavior.

Lin Yi pressed Ji Chanxi's slender waist, forcing her to support the tombstone with both hands, looking at the name Chanxi so close at hand. The two of them were so enthusiastic that they ensured that there was no space to be disturbed.

Lin Yi pressed down on Ji Chanxi's slender waist, forcing her to support herself on the tombstone with both hands, looking at the name that was so close.

Chapter 164 New Character: Dancer Yue Yunshang

After cleaning up the Yin Yang Pavilion, Lin Yi, Pei Yuhan and the other two stayed there for a while, then tore open the space and returned to Chengtian City.

Ji Chanxi was still carried back by Lin Yi because she was too arrogant. Lin Yi just wanted her to know what it meant to be wrong.

Ji Chanxi also understood that her behavior was a bit excessive, so she did not resist. She looked weak, nestled pitifully in Lin Yi's arms, looking at him.

Lin Yi carried her back to Fuxue Palace and put her on the bed. Looking at Ji Chanxi's pitiful appearance, he still couldn't harden his heart. Lin Yi reached out and touched Ji Chanxi's little head.

"Okay, we are tired today. Xier, take a rest first. How about I accompany you in the evening?" Lin Yi sat on the bed and helped Ji Chanxi straighten the quilt. Although this was a completely unnecessary behavior for a Qigong practitioner, it was still able to soothe people's hearts.

Ji Chanxi nodded obediently, and then slowly closed her dark eyes under Lin Yi's gentle consolation.

Lin Yi watched Ji Chanxi's breathing gradually calm down. He moved closer and left a kiss on Ji Chanxi's forehead. Then he drew the curtain, blocking out most of the daylight.

Lin Yi walked out of the room.

Ji Chanxi listened to the sound of the door closing beside her. She touched the kiss mark on her forehead with a silly smile on her face, "Sure enough... Langjun treats Xier the best."

The faint sound of mumbling floated throughout the room, and then slowly died down. The whole room fell into silence again, leaving only the light that was shining into the room, and the slowly floating dust floating...

Ji Chanxi felt the residual numbness deep inside her body slowly rising up, as if the feeling that had just caused her thinking to stagnate was still lingering in her brain.

Then... Ji Chanxi slowly fell into a deep sleep with this little happiness.

She was also very tired. It was impossible for her to say that she didn't care. Her mother's affairs, her father's affairs, and her brother's affairs had been weighing on her mind.

Although she looked like she didn't care on the surface, she actually cared more than anyone else. Even when Lin Yi just proposed to go to Yin Yang Pavilion, she was thinking about whether to kill her father and brother.

In the end, they still died, and it was still under her advice that they were killed. Ji Xinian's body was left intact, while Ji Yitian turned into nothingness.

Ji Chanxi was very tired, not only because she was tired of slashing the Yin Yang Pavilion with a sword and killing her father and brother, but also because of the pain and relief, desire and disgust, hatred and warmth that had accumulated in her heart for many years...

Ji Chanxi is contradictory, so she is so tired. If she only has hatred, she will not be like this, but... at least Ji Yitian and Ji Xinian treated her especially well after her mother's death.