After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

Therefore, for a while, he stayed outside, using the excuse of packing his things, and dawdled with the yellow-scaled merman, not entering the tent for a short time.

Long Wanyan, inside the tent, was naturally unaware of these thoughts. However, upon seeing Lei Huang's frightened behavior, she understood most of the situation.

With the girl beside her, there were practically two of them. She sighed inwardly, thinking that she should use this dragon transformation technique less often in the future.

The drawbacks are too great. Her temper, which she had finally managed to restrain, was released again, and she returned to her original state. Wouldn't all the cultivation she had done as sect leader over the past few years have been in vain?

You must rein in your restless mind; this will greatly benefit your future spiritual practice.

Speaking of Long Hua, Long Wan suddenly remembered that there was something she hadn't told Xiao Yu yet. She had originally intended to remind him, but with so many things piled up, she had completely forgotten.

The pretty woman they met not only said some provocative things, but also removed a dragon-trapping nail that she herself didn't know had been driven into her body at some point.

This is why the dragon transformation was able to proceed to the second stage.

That pretty woman from the Moon Shadow Sect is strange.

As Long Wanyan was feeling worried, suddenly... her eyes widened and she stood up.

This action startled the girl beside her and Lei Huang in the distance, who thought she was about to have another outburst, but upon closer inspection...

Long Wanyan clutched her heavy chest, her face, which had finally regained its rosy hue, turning pale.

His silvery eyes widened in disbelief.

Xiao Yu... is dead?!

………………

"Ding! The effect of Dragon's Reverse Scale has been fulfilled. The dragon scale is shattered, and the Dragon Shatter status has been applied."

With a thrust of his bronze spear, Xiao Yu, who had been gathering his strength for a long time, swept the spear straight at the white-haired female cultivator.

Peng!

The female cultivator raised her forearm to block, but the immense force struck her as if it were a mud ox sinking into the sea, having no effect whatsoever; not even the cuffs of her clothes were disturbed.

Xiao Yu's plan was to provoke the female cultivator so that she would kill him in one move, thus activating the indestructible state enhanced by the shattering of the Dragon Scale.

In this way, they won't be completely outmatched, like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Otherwise, if they hadn't even fought, and had just been imprisoned, wouldn't all the problems have been solved?

Xiao Yu was thinking of fighting to the death, but a jade-like hand was pressing on his chest.

It was that slender, jade-like hand that had just pierced his chest and crushed his heart.

"Young master, don't panic. I really didn't mean to harm you. It's just that someone's smell on you is too strong, so I'm just helping you get rid of the fishy smell."

Faced with Xiao Yu's sudden outburst, the female cultivator remained calm, her tone as gentle and approachable as before.

As she spoke, she clenched her five fingers together, seemingly intending to tear off the remaining dragon scales from Xiao Yu's chest.

Unfortunately, in his Dragon Shattered state, he was indestructible. Xiao Yu was much like the monkey on the Demon-Slaying Platform, unable to be harmed by swords, axes, spears, or halberds.

At this moment, Xiao Yu felt a mouthful of blood well up, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward.

The wound on her chest contracted, and the female cultivator was affected, her jade-like arms being tightly clamped and locked inside his chest.

"Ahem... Hey! Sister, we've only met a few times, and you're already so eager to put your hand on my chest. Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Don't forget, men and women shouldn't touch each other."

Xiao Yu spoke in the same tone he used when the two first met at the registration counter in the Phoenix Hill Secret Realm, teasingly remarking.

As he spoke, he showed no mercy, swinging his bronze spear in a wide arc towards the female cultivator.

She's all sweet talk, calling everyone "sister," but she's got some serious skills.

The female cultivator thought to herself.

She glanced at Xiao Yu, and with just a finger, blocked the spear that was coming at her.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't this what you men like? I touched yours, so you can touch it back."

After saying that, she stepped forward and pressed herself against him, a smile blooming on her face. Her snow-white eyes were so close that Xiao Yu was momentarily stunned.

An astonishing softness emanated from his body, and the towering snow-capped peaks, like sharp daggers, pressed down on Xiao Yu, forcing him to take several steps back.

Men and women should not touch each other. This was fine before, but now that he has officially established a relationship with Long Wanyan, it is better to avoid it.

But the female cultivator persisted, pressing forward relentlessly. Her white robes fluttered like scattered white petals, highlighting the two figures pressed tightly together. They were entwined, like lovers embracing each other in the throes of passion.

With her pressing down on him like that, the spear in Xiao Yu's hand became a burden, making it difficult for him to make a move.

So that was the real reason she came close to him.

Xiao Yu understood, so he simply abandoned the spear and prepared to fight with his bare hands.

only……

puff!

White flames ignited.

Perhaps tired of interacting with Xiao Yu in this fighting and killing manner, the female cultivator decided to be decisive and directly set herself and Xiao Yu on fire together.

The eerie white flames ignited spontaneously without fire, engulfing the female cultivator and igniting her entire body.

Xiao Yu, who was pressed close to Xiao Yu, was inevitably enveloped in it.

Xiao Yu was not afraid of the so-called White Flame Phoenix Fire; the damage it caused was less than that of ordinary flames. However, every time he came into contact with it, he would inevitably fall into a hallucination.

The mere touch on his hand had already made him dazed for a few seconds, let alone the white flames that enveloped his entire body and completely surrounded him.

broken!

Xiao Yu knew something was wrong.

Locking the female cultivator's arm to prevent her from escaping, in order to avoid being worn down like a kite and causing her Dragon Shatter state to disappear, turned out to be a bad move and dug his own grave.

As the white flames surged, Xiao Yu's vision went black instantly, and his consciousness gradually blurred, like solid ice slowly melting in the flames.

Before her consciousness completely vanished, the female cultivator's whispered words, seemingly close to her ear and carrying a hint of reminiscence, rang out softly once more:

"Become my followers, receive the fire, and live forever, until the end of the world..."

Chapter Sixty-Two, Teasing the Wedding Night

Xiao Yu's consciousness sank into the white flames that cultivators avoided like the plague, fearing that even a touch would burn their souls.

Various fragments of scenes—a white dragon stretching for thousands of miles, hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, all races coming to pay tribute, and a giant phoenix tree bursting with new buds—flew past him. His consciousness wandered around until he arrived in a hazy, dreamlike halo.

"According to the events of a thousand years ago, I will keep my promise. I cannot completely deceive him. Although you have extraordinary abilities, you cannot use them here. You must listen to me!"

Follow the basic rules; crossing the line will awaken you from the dream. The dream is bizarre and fantastical, where anything is possible, and you are not the only travelers within it.

"Supernatural powers must not be used."

"Untouchable, a thought of things beyond this world."

"Do not commit suicide."

"These are the three basic principles for entering a dream; everything else is up to you."

"When the seed sprouts, I will give you a real dream."

A figure, hazy in color, purple from top to bottom, and with indistinct features, stood in the halo and proclaimed this.

As soon as he finished speaking, everything around Xiao Yu suddenly came to life, boiling over with excitement.

The scene shatters, then coalesces again, and a new one is created.

First comes the sky, then closer are the mountains, surrounded by mountains, and in the middle are villages and towns with log houses... thousands of acres of fertile fields, men, women, young and old, with gray hair and children, all enjoying themselves, forming a painting-like world that resembles a paradise.

"The contract is complete. My name is Mo. Sweet dreams."

That's what the faint, indistinct figure said.

Peng!

His consciousness was suddenly pulled in, white light flashed, and in the chaos, a colorful red rope, seemingly not belonging to this dimension, stretched out and quietly draped itself over Xiao Yu's wrist, entering the painting in front of him along with him.

The blurry figure paused for a few seconds, then vanished as if nothing had happened.

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During the Taiyuan era of the Jin Dynasty, a fisherman from Wuling made his living by fishing. He followed a stream, forgetting how far he had gone. Suddenly, he came upon a peach grove…

Standing at the bow of the boat, watching the delicate pink peach blossoms drift by along the way, the man in white with brown eyes murmured to himself.

He stopped after only reading the beginning, turned around, and looked at the white-haired woman behind him who was steering the ship with a pole.

The woman had delicate features; while not exceptionally beautiful, she possessed a gentle temperament and a refined, intelligent demeanor. Her flowing white hair and snow-white eyebrows added to her charm.

A few wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys, and a gentle spring breeze blew. The two people were in a boat on a river interspersed with peach blossoms. A slight breeze stirred, and pink and white petals fluttered down from the sky.

One of the petals landed on the woman's shoulder. The man stepped forward and gently removed it, his movements tender and his eyes gentle. He spoke:

"This is a good place. There are people and land. Although it's not as developed as the outside world, at least it's safe and peaceful, and no one will come to invade. How about we stay here for the time being?!"

The woman remained silent, only nodding, as if to say, "I'll do whatever you say." At that moment, a bright red petal drifted down and landed near the corner of her mouth. Her cherry lips parted slightly, revealing a hint of pure white teeth beneath her pink lips, making her lips even more vibrant and eye-catching.

The man stepped forward and placed his fingers on the woman's fair and smooth face. The two looked at each other, and the woman's snow-white eyes met her brown eyes.

Petals fall and land in the water, creating ripples. A red carp swims by in the clear, transparent water.

Once the ripples subsided, the calm water reflected the image of the man and woman standing on the boat, kissing passionately.

Snapped!

Suddenly, the fishing boat became unstable, as if it had been bumped by something, and it capsized.

The two fell into the water and were initially startled, but when they stood up, they realized that the water was only waist-deep. They looked at each other and smiled, and then hugged each other again.

Their lips met, the woman's sweet fragrance filled their mouths, and the scent of peach blossoms lingered at the corners of their mouths.

…………

On this day, a man and a woman arrived in the secluded village, reportedly fleeing from disaster.

The man was handsome and refined, with a pair of gentle brown eyes that captivated the hearts of many young girls in the village.

The woman had delicate features and a slender figure, but her white hair reached her waist, and her snow-white eyebrows and eyes were unusual, making people feel uneasy and subconsciously keeping their distance.