After leaving the world of all NPCs

No words.

No hesitation.

There is only an unforgettable confirmation and ecstasy!

"Xixian!"

Yakushi opened his arms desperately and pounced towards Yuxian who was a few steps away!

"Yes. Yekushi."

Xixian's half-closed eyes suddenly widened, and her mercury-colored pupils were instantly filled with great joy of regaining what she had lost.

The calm was completely broken by the surging emotions.

Without any hesitation, he also opened his arms and stepped forward to meet him.

Two slender figures hugged each other tightly above the burning ruins.

Yakuya wrapped his arms tightly around Yuxian's waist, buried his face deeply in the fluffy golden-orange braids on Yuxian's shoulders and neck, and his slender shoulders shook violently.

Yuxian hugged Yakuya back with a more steady strength, one hand tightly holding her back, the other hand gently stroking Yakuya's short orange hair, pressing her cheek against the other's temple, whispering comfort that only they could hear.

"Still there...Xixian is still there..."

"Don't worry. Xixian is here."

At this moment, the scorching heat of the lava, the devastating ruins, the unconscious body, and the mysterious black-haired boy in front of him... everything seemed to fade into a distant background.

They only have eyes for each other.

The only thing left in their world is the most important half of their body that they lost and found again.

As long as the other person is still by your side, no matter what incomprehensible changes you have experienced, no matter how dangerous the environment is, your heart will finally fall back to reality.

Ye Zuochen looked at this scene and felt a little happy.

In this way, all ten spirits symbolizing the essence are gathered together, and the next step is to summon the gods.

144 I would choose a fox over an elf

In the [NPC world].

Sunlight penetrates the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the luxurious and spacious master bedroom a warm golden color.

In the huge space of nearly 300 square meters, the soft carpet absorbs the sound of footsteps and expensive fragrance fills the air.

Outside the window is the city in the morning, with tall buildings standing in rows.

There is only lazy tranquility inside.

The huge round bed almost became the background.

What really occupies the space are the elves scattered everywhere.

They are sitting or lying in any posture.

The only thing they had in common was that they were both wearing thin pajamas, exposing their slender figures and fair skin defenselessly to the morning light and the black-haired boy.

Mio sat leaning on the huge bay window sill, her long silver-purple hair spread out on her plain white silk nightgown like the Milky Way. The sunlight outlined her otherworldly beauty. Her deep blue eyes fell quietly on Ye Zuochen, like the quiet deep sea.

Yuanyi Origami was like an exquisite porcelain doll, sitting with her legs curled up on the lazy sofa closest to Ye Zuochen. The pure white cotton suspender nightgown made her skin look whiter than snow, and her blue eyes stared at Ye Zuochen without blinking, without any ripples.

Honjo Nia was lying carefree on the soft wool carpet, his short gray hair was a little messy, and his blue-green eyes looked at everyone with a mischievous smile. His loose cartoon T-shirt and pajamas slipped off his shoulders, revealing his rounded shoulders and faintly visible collarbone.

Tokisaki Kurumi leaned lazily on the chaise longue, her luxurious black lace nightgown outlining her breathtaking curves, her burgundy eyes half-closed, like a sated cat, her fingertips unconsciously curling a strand of her long black hair.

Shiono sat on the edge of the bed, hugging her knees timidly like a little rabbit. Her slender legs were revealed under her light blue knee-length nightgown. Her dreamy blue hair and sapphire-like eyes sparkled in the sunlight. From time to time, she secretly glanced at Ye Zuochen, then quickly lowered her head.

Kotori Itsuka sat cross-legged next to Origami, her long dark red hair tied into lively twin ponytails, her ruby-like eyes holding a hint of scrutiny. She was wearing pink short-sleeved pajamas with a kitten pattern on them, making her small body look even smaller when curled up in them.

Xinggong Rokuko was wearing simple beige cotton pajamas, but it couldn't hide the amazingly plump curves beneath her childish face. She sat quietly on a single sofa, her super long golden hair almost hanging down to the carpet, her amber eyes still indifferent, but when she looked at Ye Zuochen, there seemed to be a very subtle soft light deep in her eyes.

Nanashi tried hard to hide behind Kotori, her long green hair was disheveled, her equally emerald green eyes nervously scanning everyone, her thin body wrapped in Ye Zuochen's white shirt, as if trying to hide herself.

Yamayakuya stood by the window, her hands on her hips, her short orange hair neatly tied behind her head, trying to maintain her queen-like aura. She was wearing a black silk nightgown that looked a bit handsome, but unfortunately her slender figure could not support it.

Yamai Yuzuru sat quietly on the carpet at her feet, her three long golden-orange braids hanging down in front of her chest, her mercury-colored eyes half-closed lazily, and her loose milky-white nightgown could not hide her figure, which was much more plump and well-proportioned than Yakuya's.

Yui Miku leaned against the huge headboard, her long purple-silver curly hair cascading like a waterfall, her amethyst-like eyes holding a dreamy smile, and she was wearing an extremely light, almost transparent lavender gauze nightgown, revealing her curves.

Yatogami Tohka was holding a large plate of fruit snacks and kneeling on the carpet beside Ye Zuochen, eating with relish. Her long night hair was casually scattered, and her amethyst-like eyes were narrowed in satisfaction because of the delicious food. The simple dark purple suspender nightgown outlined the girl's beautiful figure.

"..." Yamayakuya took a deep breath, breaking the comfortable silence. "So, the fact that we sisters were able to survive is all due to your achievements?"

Ye Zuochen nodded lazily: "That's right."

"Actually, you were originally one person, Feng Shi Yawu. When you were about to die due to an accident, you turned into a spirit. Then you lost your memory and split into two."

"Originally, after you merged, both consciousnesses would disappear, replaced by the new Yamai after evolution."

"However, I used the [Tree of Creation and Life] a little bit to turn Feng Shi Yawu into my personal spirit. It's probably similar to a leaf of the [Tree of Creation and Life]."

"The vacant position will restore you to your original position."

At this point, Ye Zuochen chuckled: "Did you fall in love with me because of this?"

"Objection." Xixian's voice sounded calmly, "Confirming your feelings should be done in the quiet of the night, or at least before going on base."

Ye Zuochen's smile deepened: "Oh? So you like me."

"No... No!" Yakuya's anger instantly exploded, two blushes appearing on her fair cheeks. The queenly aura she had maintained just now was gone, and her voice turned back to that of an ordinary girl. "Even though...even though we were the ones who took the initiative to ask you...but that was just a normal physiological reaction! It's a bodily instinct! It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not!"

"Evidence." Xixian's mercury-silver eyes glanced at Yakuya, "Yakuya. His heartbeat quickened and his body temperature rose, indicating that he was very fond of her."

"Xi-Xian--!" Yejushi was so embarrassed and angry that he almost jumped up, "You...you don't want to ruin my show!"

Ye Zuochen looked at this pair of funny people and laughed happily: "Anyway, now all the elves are together."

Mio, who had always been as quiet as a painting, had her azure eyes slightly rippled, and her ethereal voice flowed like a spring: "Chen... doesn't it only require spirits that symbolize ten essences? Why... am I here too?"

Ye Zuochen's gaze immediately turned to her: "Why? Mio doesn't want to be with me?"

Mio's beautiful face showed no hesitation as she shook her head gently: "Nothing like that. Being with Chen... I'm very happy."

"Hmm~" Xinggong Liuku also made a soft sound, "I am happy to be with you."

"I like Zuochen, too!" Shixiang immediately swallowed the strawberry in her mouth, her amethyst-like eyes sparkling as she looked at Ye Zuochen with a bright smile without any gloom. "Being with Zuochen, having delicious food, is very fun!"

"I... me too..." Yoshino's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

Tobiichi Origami didn't say anything, but stood up silently and walked to Ye Zuochen. In his slightly surprised gaze, she sat sideways in his arms, wrapped her cold and slender arms around his neck, buried her little face in his neck and rubbed it, expressing everything with her actions.

"Young man, your collecting habit is truly astonishing." Erya teased lazily while lying on the carpet. His blue-green eyes showed no disgust at all, but rather admiration and amusement. "But, with such a pleasing 'collection', it's not a loss at all, right?"

Kuang San covered her lips and chuckled, her wine-red eyes showing charm and understanding: "Alala, after gathering all the elves, what will Mr. Zuochen do next? It's really... exciting."

Meijiu came over at some point, stretched out her slender jade fingers, and gently hooked one of Ye Zuochen's fingers: "Darling's wish is Meijiu's wish. No matter when and where, Meijiu will support Darling~"

Qin Li bit the pearls, staring at Ye Zuochen with her ruby-red eyes. Her face flushed slightly as she snorted, "Hmph! Stupid brother... But since it's like this... I guess it's okay."

Nanashi hid behind Qinli, revealing only a pair of emerald green eyes. She looked at Ye Zuochen nervously and whispered softly: "Thank...thank you...that...for not abandoning me..."

Feeling the cool and soft touch of the origami in his arms, looking at the stunning faces in front of him that were either shy, charming, innocent, or cold, and feeling their unconcealed affection, the smile on Ye Zuochen's face gradually faded, and a deep and strange light flashed in his black eyes.

"I gathered you all together for a reason." He pointed to a huge window not far away. "Come on, all of you, throw yourself on it."

So that was the idea!

The elf girls burst into laughter and did as they were told reluctantly.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows through which sunlight poured in, twelve delicate and graceful bodies covered only with gauze were lined up.

The soft skin pressed tightly against the cold glass, and the room temperature gave it a faint blush, leaving a blurry image of water vapor on the window.

The exquisite buttocks are lifted up, forming a thrilling undulating curve.

The real purpose is actually to teach them the [False God Fishing Method], but the arrow is on the string and must be shot, and I must shoot the arrow now!

【Ding】

【Amagi: Now Online】

Ye Zuochen was stunned when he heard the prompt. Then he said to the elves, "I have something to do here. You guys can play in here slowly."

After saying that, Ye Zuochen disappeared from the huge bedroom in a flash.

What's the point of shooting arrows? I want to go and see the sick fox myself!

……

Tiancheng was walking on the streets that seemed like a dream.

The air is filled with the unique smell of the old times, wood, ink, a faint scent of tea, and the ubiquitous scent of cherry blossoms.

The season seems to be frozen in the afternoon of late spring. The sunlight is filtered through layers of cherry clouds, and when it shines down, the scorching heat has faded, leaving only a slightly intoxicating warmth.

The climate was just right, and a gentle breeze blew, lifting countless light petals, pink and white, which fluttered down, weaving a silent "cherry snow".

Petals fluttered down on the black-tiled and bluestone eaves, clung to the edges of shop curtains, covered the stone pavement where pedestrians walked leisurely, accumulated in the clear ditches beside the road, and merged into a silently flowing pink and white stream.

Tiancheng was wearing a pair of wooden clogs, stepping on the wet stone slabs, making crisp and regular "click" sounds.

The dark purple kimono wrapped around her like a night shadow, and a wide scarlet haori was covered on the outside.

The bright red color looks like a drop of solidified rouge or an unquenchable flame amidst the pink, white and gray.

A wide red belt around the waist slightly restrains the boldness and reveals a bit of the gracefulness of a woman.

The hem of her skirt was made of a strange silver-grey cloth. Light and shadow flowed as she walked. A phoenix embroidered in thick ink on it flapped its wings as if ready to fly. Its black wings seemed ready to break free from the cloth at any moment and dash into the diffuse rain of flowers.

The wide cuffs of the haori, the overlapping neckline of the kimono, and the slender ankles that occasionally flash under the hem of the skirt all give a glimpse of deep and pure black.

It was a one-piece black silk stocking that tightly wrapped around the body from the neck down, like a second layer of skin.

Tiancheng walked leisurely, holding a simple oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella surface of which was also dotted with scattered fallen petals.

Nine lush and smooth chestnut fox tails hung quietly behind her, occasionally brushing against the black phoenix pattern on her silver-gray skirt with her steps or the breeze, bringing a barely perceptible rustling sound.

The road is not long.

A quaint wooden bridge across the waterway appeared ahead.

The water surface reflects the blue sky, pink cherry blossoms and the houses on both sides, which are broken up by the water flow and then slowly pieced together.

The bridge was deserted.

Tiancheng walked step by step to the center of the bridge and stopped.

The bridge railing was not high, so she leaned forward slightly and looked down.

The gurgling water carries a few cherry blossoms downstream and runs towards the distance.

His gaze was as calm as water, and the depths of his purple eyes reflected flowing fragments of gold and pink, as if he was gazing at a world that was both familiar and completely unfamiliar.

"How does it feel to be resurrected?"

The voice sounded behind him without any warning.

Clear, with the unique cleanliness of young people.

The tone was casual, even with a hint of sarcasm, as if he was just asking about the ordinary weather.

Tiancheng's fingers gripping the umbrella handle tightened a little in an instant.

The nine chestnut-colored fox tails stretched straight for a moment, as if they had been electrocuted, and then silently relaxed, returning to a soft, drooping posture.

She turned slowly.

The paper umbrella rose slightly as she moved, revealing a face underneath that was enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

The boy was standing less than three steps away from her.

Her black hair was soft, and her eyes were like the night that absorbed all the light.

He looked no more than fifteen years old, with a handsome face. His eyes and brows held the clarity of a teenager, yet also contained an indescribable steadfastness.

No words or movements were needed, just him standing there quietly exuded an almost demonic attraction.

All the falling cherry blossoms, flowing rivers, and swaying lights and shadows around him involuntarily converged towards him, becoming humble footnotes to his existence.

Tiancheng stared at the face. The outline of the young man was clearly reflected in his deep amethyst-like eyes. He did not intend to avoid it at all and saluted Ye Zuochen meticulously.