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Late at night.

Cihang lay on the bed in the guest room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Although I decided to stay, too many things had happened during the day, and the impact was too great. Coupled with the shock to my soul caused by forcibly disobeying my master's orders, now that I'm calm, it feels like countless needles are pricking my head.

"Hiss..." Cihang covered his forehead, cold sweat pouring down his face.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Are you asleep?" Lin Xuan's voice rang out from outside the door.

Cihang quickly sat up and straightened her clothes: "I...I wasn't asleep. Come in."

Lin Xuan pushed open the door and entered.

He held a jade bowl in his hand, which contained a bowl of fragrant medicinal soup.

"You didn't eat much for dinner, and you don't look well. I guess your spirit is damaged." Lin Xuan handed her the bowl. "This is made with calming herbs and laurel flowers. Drinking it will make you feel better."

Cihang took the bowl, feeling a warm glow in her heart.

This man may seem carefree, but he is actually incredibly meticulous.

She drank the herbal medicine in one go, and sure enough, the stinging pain in her head lessened considerably.

"Thank you," Cihang said softly.

"Taking medicine only treats the symptoms, not the root cause." Lin Xuan looked at her pale face and sighed. "Your mental illness has caused your spirit to become unstable. The Daoist teachings of the Chan Sect emphasize following the will of Heaven. You have forcibly defied Heaven, damaging your foundation. If you don't repair it in time, your cultivation will likely make little progress in the future."

Cihang's face turned pale.

For a cultivator, the inability to make any progress in their cultivation is more painful than death.

"Then... what should we do?" Cihang panicked.

"Come with me." Lin Xuan stood up. "I'll take you to a good place."

Without hesitation, Cihang put on his coat and followed.

Lin Xuan led her directly through the back garden to a place shrouded in a barrier.

With a wave of his hand, the barrier opened.

An intense, almost overwhelming, yin energy rushed towards us.

Cihang was surprised to find herself in a vast moon palace.

The enormous cassia tree cast a dense canopy over the sky, and the cool moonlight spilled onto the ground, like a layer of silver frost. In the distance, the palace was crystal clear, its beauty otherworldly.

"This is... the Taiyin Star?" Cihang asked in shock.

"This is my personal space, the Moon Palace Wonderland," Lin Xuan explained. "The environment here is perfect for nurturing the soul. Moreover, it's very quiet here, and no one will disturb you."

Lin Xuan led her to the huge laurel tree.

Thick, soft cushions were laid under the tree.

"Sit down." Lin Xuan sat down cross-legged and gestured for Cihang to sit opposite him.

Cihang sat down as instructed.

"Close your eyes and relax your mind." Lin Xuan's voice was soft, with a strange rhythm. "I will use my divine sense to guide you and help you sort out your chaotic soul. The process might be a little... well, a little intimate, so don't resist."

Cihang blushed, but still obediently closed her eyes.

The next second, she felt a warm and powerful divine thought slowly probing into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The divine thought was not aggressive at all; it was like a pair of gentle hands, softly smoothing the ripples in her sea of ​​consciousness.

As time went by, Cihang felt himself floating.

The heavy burden that had weighed on my heart for years, the fear of my master, and the confusion about the future gradually dissipated under the soothing influence of this divine thought.

She felt as if she had returned to her mother's embrace, safe and warm.

She opened her eyes after an unknown amount of time.

They met Lin Xuan's deep eyes.

The two were so close that they could hear each other breathing.

Under the cool moonlight, in this world where only the two of them existed, an unusual atmosphere quietly began to develop.

Cihang's heart suddenly started racing.

She looked at Lin Xuan and, as if possessed, asked, "Why...why are you so good to me?"

Lin Xuan looked at her clear, bright eyes and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Because you deserve it." Lin Xuan reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Cihang, you should have been a Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering, not an executioner with poison. Since the Chan Sect doesn't cherish you, then let me cherish you."

These words completely shattered Cihang's defenses.

She could no longer control herself and suddenly threw herself into Lin Xuan's arms.

"Lin Xuan..." She clung tightly to the man, as if grasping at a lifeline, "I don't want to go back... I really don't want to go back..."

"I'm not going back." Lin Xuan wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "From now on, this is your home."

The moonlight, like water, spilled a silvery glow across the ground.

Under the laurel tree, two hearts slowly came together.

When feelings run deep, they naturally become intense.

The red gauze curtain (which Lin Xuan conjured at will) slowly fell, obscuring the spring scenery of the garden.

[Ding! Detected that the host is engaging in a life-giving harmony with Cihang Daoren.]

[The guaranteed winning card has been automatically triggered.]

[Congratulations, host! Cihang Daoren has successfully conceived. The special mission "Conquering Cihang Daoren" has been successfully completed!]

[Reward to the host: Thirty-sixth Grade Creation Lotus (fragment x1)]

That night, even the wind in the moon palace was gentle.