Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

When he opened his eyes again, a face that captivated Wang Hong filled his entire field of vision, as if it occupied his whole world.

His sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a trace of tears lingered in the corners of his eyes. Those eyes, usually as bright as thunder, were now bloodshot, revealing unspeakable weariness and sorrow.

Her delicate nose was slightly red; it was unclear who had caused her such distress.

Golden rays shone through her fair skin, mingling with an intoxicating fragrance that flooded his mind. Wang Hong couldn't help but reach out and pull the beauty into his arms, breathing deeply her sweet scent.

"With broken wings, what have I done to deserve this...?"

"Don't speak. Listen to me." Cold tears clung to Wang Hong's face and slowly slid down.

A low, soft laugh came from behind.

"Wang Hong, you always manage to make me happy."

"You said you would show me your biggest secret, and I'm really looking forward to it."

"The dazzling brilliance of your holy sword is more radiant than the golden lightning of my birth!"

At this point, Duan Yi revealed a look of intoxication, and a series of thunderclaps sounded. Golden lightning in her eyes suddenly struck Wang Hong's eyes as if it were real.

The powerful aura of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator caused Wang Hong to cry out in pain, but Duan Yi's expression changed, and he coldly said, "Shut up!"

Wang Hong could only hiss softly, not daring to speak again.

"I have never seen the Holy Sword shine so brightly." Her voice lowered, as if she were talking to herself. "I am so happy, I love it. This moment is even happier than our wedding night. I am eagerly anticipating the surprise that will follow the curtain call of light."

"But do you know that I waited for a full three hours!"

As Duan Yi spoke, her voice trembled slightly. She took deep breaths, calming herself for a long time, before sadly saying, "Do you know that even though your face is contorted in agony, your body is convulsing as if a thousand insects are burrowing into your heart, I can't sense anything abnormal about your body!"

Her fingers touched Wang Hong's face, her fingertips were icy cold.

"Our hearts are intertwined, and at this moment, it becomes the cruelest blessing. I can feel the heart-wrenching pain that comes from the depths of your soul."

"But I didn't know where that pain came from, and I didn't know how to help you. I could only watch helplessly as you rolled on the ground, as you bit your lip, as your nails dug into your palms until they bled."

Wang Hong closed his eyes in pain. It must have been the pain deep in his soul that was transmitted here when he was purifying the Heart-Eating Seed on the Fireship, causing this body to suffer uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, three hours have already passed here!

"At that moment, I felt a profound sense of powerlessness. My father was seriously injured, and I couldn't be by his side to take care of him. Your fate was also uncertain..."

She began to sob. The extreme joy and sorrow of the past two days had left her emotions churning and she could no longer control herself.

"Why is it that I, the mighty White Emperor, couldn't even protect you, allowing you to be cursed by that Ink Corrosion!"

"Why did four out of the five elders in the clan betray the family, leading to my father being ambushed and nearly killed?"

"Why is it that Huang Jiuxiao, a dignified peak Nascent Soul cultivator, who foresaw the traitor within the Qiongqi clan, couldn't even protect my father?!"

"Wang Hong, I hate him..."

She suddenly burst into tears.

Infected by the emotions of the broken wings, Wang Hong's anger flared up!

He recalled deliberately pushing her away in the ancestral hall, yelling at her, saying he wanted to give her a surprise, but leaving her alone in this dark room for several hours to suffer!

She has gone through such a huge change, yet she still has to endure my unpredictable moods!

Like a volcanic eruption, his heart was filled with fire. Wang Hong was furious. He stood up, tightly holding the broken wing, his arms tightening as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't utter a single word of comfort. A piercing pain shot through his brow, almost causing him to faint.

This damned Soul-Devouring Seed! Is there really no way for Lu Zhiling to purify it?!

Duan Yi raised her head, looking at him with teary eyes, and reached out to wipe away the ferocity on Wang Hong's face.

"Broken Wing, do you know that the happiest moment of my life was when you cut off my arm with one stroke?"

Wang Hong was lost in memories, "Although it hurt a lot, I've never felt so sweet when you cared about me."

Duan Yi hugged Wang Hong, feeling a pang of heartache.

"The immense physical pain is nothing compared to your love for me."

"I have never been cared for like this before."

"I'm scared, scared that it's all just a dream, scared that it's a hallucination caused by excessive blood loss."

"You are so understanding."

"The moment I first saw you, I was completely captivated by you, and yet you, who have me so utterly mesmerized, show me such meticulous care."

"Actually, I didn't think about Lu Qingyuan at all when I was holding you."

"I was just scared, I was just ashamed. I don't deserve your care at all, so I deliberately said that I thought of Lu Qingyuan, wanting to make you angry, wanting you to stop being so nice to me."

"I'm not used to people being so nice to me, I can't take it."

Wang Hong urged the Heart Emperor Dao Fire to continuously flow into Duan Yi's heart, and her turbulent emotions melted away like ice and snow, gradually calming down.

The flame was gentle yet intense, like an invisible hand softly caressing her wounded heart.

The anger, resentment, helplessness, and self-blame dissipated like wisps of smoke as the fire in my heart burned away.

The ancient aura of the Human Emperor emanated, suppressing the Dao injury on the back of the broken wing, and instantly reducing the violent lightning power.

Wang Hong sensed that she felt much better.

The Heaven-Swallowing Glazed Lamp, radiating a dazzling light, appeared before Broken Wing. Wang Hong placed it in Broken Wing's palm, saying, "Broken Wing, touch this treasure."

Ji Duanyi closed his eyes and shook his head.

Wang Hongqiang said firmly, "I said I would heal your Dao injury! You nourish this treasure day and night, and the imperial energy within it will naturally heal your Dao injury gradually!"

"No, I will walk my own path! Heaven may be jealous of me, but why should I fear it!" Ji Duanyi's tone was majestic, looking down at Wang Hong with arrogance, like an empress.

She pressed the glass cup against Wang Hong's brow, leaving a deep imprint, and Wang Hong had no choice but to take it back.

"Broken Wing, you're so handsome!" Wang Hong's eyes sparkled with admiration. No wonder she was destined to become the White Emperor's woman!

A sudden inspiration struck him. He gathered up the broken strands of hair and activated the holy sword to project a majestic crown that rested on her head.

Two hundred and eighty-eight white jade beads hung on the twelve tassels, swaying gently as Broken Wing shook his head helplessly, the jade beads colliding and making a crisp sound.

The broken wing exuded a faint imperial aura, causing Wang Hong to kneel on one knee: "Your Majesty, this humble subject is willing to go through fire and water for you, and serve you like a dog or a horse!"

She gently stroked the white jade bead before her, her tear-streaked face showing a hint of joy, a slight smile curving her lips: "Granted!"

"My father is currently healing inside the psionic tower." She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I need to go see him."

Wang Hong then grabbed Broken Wing's hand and strode towards the door.

"I will take care of my father-in-law's injuries. The Holy Sword, it's time to make its appearance!"

She turned her head to look at his profile.

Moonlight streamed through the windowpane, casting dappled shadows on his face. His resolute and composed expression, the slight upturn of his lips, were exactly the same as before.

But Duan Yi knew that something was different.

As soon as Wang Honggang opened the door, a figure rushed into his arms, but Duan Yi flashed in front of him and blocked him.

It was Huang Qianyu, who had been waiting anxiously for several hours.

"Huang Qianyu? What are you doing here?" Ji Duanyi stared at her expression, knowing that Huang Qianyu must have been waiting outside the door for quite a while!

She couldn't help but feel annoyed, and a faint golden light appeared in her tiger-like eyes.

Huang Qianyu blushed. She did not listen to her brother and knocked on the door after ten minutes.

From her second brother's strange expression, she vaguely guessed what Wang Hong and his companion were up to, and her heart pounded with unease.

She figured Ji Duanyi would definitely go to visit Ji Heng, so she might as well wait for her to come out here.

But to my surprise, I waited for three hours!

Seeing Ji Duanyi's unfriendly expression, he became even more nervous and quickly took out the pills from his hand and handed them to Ji Duanyi with both hands.

"What do you mean?" Ji Duanyi asked coldly.

Huang Qianyu then spoke up: "This is a small token of my appreciation for Sister Broken Wing."

"No need, I've already taken this pill!"

Huang Qianyu recalled her brother's words. Had she waited too long? Should she really wait ten minutes before knocking on the door?

Seeing Huang Qianyu's embarrassed expression, Wang Hong came to her rescue, saying, "Qianyu, we can't accept favors from others for nothing. What are you planning to do with the Broken Wing Pill?"

Upon hearing Wang Hong's words, Huang Qianyu's mind went blank. She didn't know why she was giving Ji Duanyi the pills... At this moment, she was at a loss and could only stuff the pills into Wang Hong's hand, blushing as she said, "Thank you, Wang Hong, for saving my life!"

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

Wang Hong placed the pill in the broken-winged man's palm and said, "Give it to my father-in-law later!"

"Does my father lack even one pill?" Duan Yi looked at Huang Qianyu's back with a sneer. How could she not know the little schemes of the brother and sister?

Turning her head, she saw Wang Hong staring at Huang Qianyu's back. She grabbed Wang Hong's ear hard and said, "Is this little bird pretty? Look at it again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Wang Hong winced in pain, but a twisted smile spread across his face: "Awesome!"