Chapter 1172: Chapter 618: For His Sake?
Last night’s winter snow has been replaced by today’s clear skies. Sunlight streamed in from outside, gilding his slender and robust body with a layer of gold.
Whoever said only women are the most beautiful? His body strictly adhered to the golden ratio, with broad shoulders, long legs, a narrow waist, and a wide back, truly surpassing the most perfect sculptures crafted by artisans. She only took one glance and couldn’t look away until Changtian turned around, prompting her to quickly shut her eyes, her ears blushing in silence.
Changtian gave a gentle smile.
Even he hadn’t anticipated it, encountering a Heart Demon last night.
What a strange occurrence, given he had participated in countless ancient battles, killing without blinking, and had sat in meditation for tens of thousands of years in the God Demon Prison, always keeping heart demons at bay. Yet, coincidentally, the first time he bonded with her, this thing unexpectedly found its way to him.
Seeing her dazed expression tinged with weariness, looking so pitiable, the tender care and indescribable guilt in Changtian’s heart prompted him to say, "Once you recover, how about I take you on a trip around the Ba Snake Mountain Range?"
As he foresaw, her eyes instantly brightened, and her spirits lifted: "Really?"
This girl’s weakness was firmly within his grasp. He smiled slightly and planted a kiss on her forehead: "When have I ever not been true to my word?"
As he stepped out of Yixian Inn, the tenderness on his face turned to an icy chill.
Northeast Line, are you still going to resist until the end?
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Ultimately, she felt too embarrassed to change her clothes in front of him.
Only after Changtian left did she slowly sit up, feeling her body sore and unbearably soft.
At that moment, there was a gentle tapping at the door.
Ruo Ping had arrived.
Although Ruo Ping went about her usual tasks of making the bed, pouring water, and arranging things, she couldn’t shake the feeling—whether real or imagined—that this personal maid’s gaze contained a trace of amusement and peculiarity.
She no longer wanted to stay cooped up in the room.
Ning Xiaoxian sighed, changed her clothes, and headed out. If she were a mortal woman, she ought to be resting at this moment, but she had long embarked on the Immortal Path, and her divine power had unknowingly begun to slowly heal her body.
The Hidden Guard stationed outside the courtyard stepped forward and said, "Lord Ning, the Divine Monarch instructed that you should not go out as your body hasn’t healed."
She smirked, "You dare stop me?" Her feet never halted as she continued walking outside.
The Hidden Guard looked troubled, backing away a couple of steps, indeed not daring to lay a finger on her. Ning Xiaoxian compelled him to retreat with just a smile and then bypassed him. Ruo Ping hurriedly chased out of the garden, witnessing this scene, but couldn’t say a word. She only mouthed a reminder to the Hidden Guard: "Quick, report this!"
Today, the mistress seemed somewhat out of sorts, and her manner of leaving Yixian Inn also differed from before.
She served Ning Xiaoxian closely and was most aware of the relationship between her and Changtian. It seemed the Divine Monarch ultimately couldn’t resist last night. Ruo Ping bit her lip and chuckled.
A few days before, fresh snow had fallen, but the ground outside Yixian Inn had already been cleaned, though white still clung to the treetops.
Indeed, the air outside felt fresher. Ning Xiaoxian took a deep breath and whistled softly.
This whistle, beyond ordinary hearing, did reach someone. Sure enough, after a little while, a white figure flashed in the sky, and a large bird with phoenix feathered white plumes gracefully landed.
It had been three years since last they met, and Qi Zai’s True Body appeared even more majestic, standing nearly seven meters tall. Its feathers stood tipped, shimmering with a faint white glow under the sunlight. She could tell clearly that this creature had entered the late-stage Integration, with Great Perfection imminent.
The Chongming Bird summoned joyfully, its giant head nuzzling continuously against her hair and shoulders. Her awakening news had spread among the Hidden Stream Demons, yet she hadn’t fully recovered, prohibiting the males from entering Yixian Inn in her presence.
Ning Xiaoxian clutched his long beak, holding it tightly to her chest, her eyes moistening at the corners. Reuniting felt like a lifetime had passed, truly realizing time’s cruelty.
"Qi Zai, I’ve missed you so much!" She sniffled and mussed his beautiful, tidy phoenix feathers into disarray. The Chongming Bird’s majesty vanished instantly.
Qi Zai: "..." According to what Lord Changtian said, the mistress hadn’t awakened for long, yet she was just as mischievous upon waking. Resigned, he bent his stilt-like long legs, letting Ning Xiaoxian leap onto his back.
"Anywhere will do; I just want to clear my mind."
The Big White Bird let out a clear cry, spreading its wings to soar into the high sky. They had been companions for a long time, sharing a spiritual understanding, sensing the hint of sadness beneath her smiling facade. Yet given her current special status, he dared not speak as freely as before, merely carrying her as they roamed the skies.
