The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1243: Chapter 634: The More You Love, the More You Bind (Part 4)

"Ning Xiaoxian." Miluo’s voice suddenly reached her ears through a transmission.

Changtian must be nearby, with his hearing, what can’t he hear? Only through transmission is it most secure.

She slightly raised her head, her eyes filled with questions.

"Shaking Heaven God was originally sealed, and you were the one who released him, wasn’t it? The calamity that Hidden Stream brought upon the world is attributed to you, and it’s not entirely wrong."

Ning Xiaoxian nodded without evasion. As expected, he guessed it. After she disappeared in Bai Yujing, Changtian soon emerged, anyone with keen eyes would realize there was a connection between the two. Miluo guessed without having personally seen God Demon Prison, others naturally deduced as well.

The tragic deaths of tens of thousands of cultivators in the Southern Continent were indeed intricately related to her. The reason was not the "curse" as spoken by many, but because she opened Pandora’s demon box, releasing a prehistoric boss and disrupting the ecological balance of the Southern Continent. The Heavenly Dao recorded this debt under her name, which couldn’t be considered wrong.

He sighed deeply: "Have you ever thought whether his entry into the world is a blessing or a curse for the Southern Continent?"

Ning Xiaoxian retorted: "Even the Divine Beast, the White Tiger, has already entered the world, what does it matter if there’s one more, Changtian?" Had she not thought about it? But regardless of whether it was a blessing or a curse, she had to release him, it was her biggest wish and also her Heart Demon.

Miluo smiled lightly, appearing even more charming and suave. He had noticed that every time she was lacking in confidence, she would lightly bite her lower lip, then glare at the person in front of her.

Since she was defending Changtian, he let go of the topic. "Though following Shaking Heaven God might be glorious, it’s a lonely path. Have you felt that?" Miluo’s eyes glinted as he looked down at her, as if probing her soul, "From now on, you’re tied to the same battle chariot, sharing both life and death, glory and shame, and together... becoming the common enemy, being loathed by many. He may not be able to protect you in every situation."

"I am someone who has died once already, losing my life again wouldn’t matter much." She chuckled, lips slightly parted, revealing teeth like arranged shells, "Life is short and living freely isn’t bad, right? Moreover, where else can I retreat to? Besides him, where else in this world can I find refuge?"

Now she didn’t know how many people had condemned her verbally, except for Changtian, except for Hidden Stream, where else could she find sanctuary? Since the day rumors of her being a curse spread across the Continent, her destiny was tightly intertwined with Changtian’s. This was also why Changtian never came forward to argue against it. One, because the world wouldn’t believe him, and he couldn’t be bothered to waste words; two, he was using the power of public opinion to bind her to him.

How could she not understand his intentions?

"How could there be none?" Miluo looked down at her. She was so close that he could smell her subtle fragrance, close enough that a hand’s reach could touch her temple. Yet, he couldn’t do that; she was not fond of him, and more importantly, there was a Divine Beast outside staring intently.

In those blood jade-like eyes, a sharp light awoke: "If you’re completely devoted to him, then I have no power. But Ning Xiaoxian, have you considered, Shaking Heaven God’s nature is aloof and arrogant, unapproachable, may not know your warmth and cold. What do women in the world seek, if not gentle care?"

Even knowing Miluo wanted to sway her heart, Ning Xiaoxian’s eyes still couldn’t help but reveal a trace of confusion. Though she and Changtian were exceedingly intimate, there was always a faint displeasure. The reason was nothing but this man being accustomed to domineering, issuing orders, wanting everyone to obediently listen, including her.

Miluo lowered his head to whisper in her ear: "The more you love, the more you are trapped. Have you thought about it?"

Upon hearing this, her delicate body suddenly shook, turning her head so she didn’t see the flash of triumph in Miluo’s eyes.

The relationship between her and Changtian now was precisely love that trapped.

Miluo glanced at her, smiling slightly: "We cultivators value our hearts, you don’t have to bind yourself to him. If... you know where to find me." The atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly tense, indicating Shaking Heaven God outside was growing impatient.

Suppressing the stirring in her heart, she looked up at him, calmly: "You should go, good luck on Crossing Tribulation." This was not transmitted.

Miluo gazed at her intently, as if wanting to capture her image in his eyes, then nodded lightly: "Ning Xiaoxian, take care." He briskly turned around and walked out of the hall, his tall figure soon disappearing from sight.

Engaging with this fox was never an easy task.

The surrounding atmosphere turned light again; Ning Xiaoxian stood with her eyes closed for a while, soon feeling herself embraced into a familiar hold.

Changtian kissed her forehead tenderly: "Did he trouble you?"

She snickered: "How could he trouble me? You’re here."

Changtian pondered silently. Naturally, he desired to know what Miluo said to her, but how could he ask? If it were a few days ago, he would have just asked, but now, he hesitated. When that cunning fox proposed chatting with her privately, conflict between the two men began. If he didn’t allow it, it would seem he was restraining Ning Xiaoxian too much, denying her freedom; if he did, Miluo would have the chance to charm her, persuade her.

He had no doubt about the fox’s ability to persuade. This girl’s recent relationship with him had been somewhat tense, she better not be swayed?

The feeling of grasping without holding, really made his heart restless.

Ning Xiaoxian reached out to touch his handsome face, observed him bow unconsciously in response. His body temperature was naturally lower, something he had accustomed himself to over their time together. Only during times like these did he show a rare trace of childlike disposition.

Dark golden eyes were like the finest wine, gazing at them for a long time brought a slight intoxication. At this moment, they were filled with inquiry, and — an uncharacteristically cautiousness she rarely noticed.

He seemed to want to know, yet feared pressing her too much, worried about displeasing her.

This person, finally beginning to consider her feelings? Ning Xiaoxian laughed, exerting a bit of force on her wrist, pulled his head down to hers, whispered: "He said the more you love me, the more you trap me."

Changtian’s body shook, anger emerged like a hurricane on the sea, swelling forth, making the spacious hall suddenly feel cramped.

He knew Miluo constantly thought about stealing his corner, yet didn’t expect such crafty words, seemingly with a hint of truth. This girl has always been self-willed, truly resistant to restraint; just recently he tried to manage her, she rebounded strongly. Such a personality, indeed difficult to exert control over.(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)