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Xuexia glanced at him and said, "Then tell me, what do you mean by wanting to dig me out for a chat?"

Nomiyama took a swig of sake and hugged the sake jar: "I just wanted to dig you out and have a chat. I used to think about this all the time, wanting to dig you out, but also feeling like I was bothering you."

Xue Xia Xue Wan hugged the wine jar tightly, her voice lowered: "I didn't realize you cared about me so much."

Nomiyama put down the sake jar and let it roll to the side, then reached out and laid her down on his lap, looking into her eyes: "Because I only realized how much I cared after you died. I kept waiting because you said you would come back and we would meet again; but you lied to me, you never intended to come back."

Xuexia Xuewan defended herself: "I only said we would meet again, not that I would come back. Besides, I'm not lying to you now, I really will come back."

"Alright then." Nomiyama stopped thinking about it and looked up at the direction of the mountain.

"You can't hold on any longer." Xue Shinohara looked at his hair, which had turned completely white, and his face, which was full of exhaustion, and said in a low voice.

"It can still hold on a little longer." Nomiyama stretched out his finger; the white line was still there, but it was continuously getting thinner.

Xue Wan looked at the white line and deduced its function. She sat up, looked up at the mountain, and said with a hint of annoyance, "What are you doing right now? Staring at me blankly?"

Nomiyama recalled, and then said, "I was thinking about whether to touch your face before burying you, or just bury you directly."

Xuexia Xuewan clicked her tongue and said, "Why do you have so many fusses?"

Nomiyama also felt that he was being a bit nosy at this moment, so he changed the subject: "It's okay, it will be soon, I will bury you in the ground soon."

Xue Shita Xue Wan hummed in agreement, then turned to look at him: "Do you really think it's a good thing for me to be alive?"

Nomiyama met her gaze and said earnestly, "Yes, I would die without you."

Xue Xia Xue Wan smiled, her bright red eyes becoming even more striking.

She said something strange: "You're the one who saved my life, so I won't be polite."

Nomiyama stood up and looked at the finally empty hilltop burial mound.

"Nothing matters more than life and death. More important than anything else is that you live."

"Let's go, I'll take you to bed."

“Mm.” Yukinoshita Yukinoya grabbed his arm and walked up to the top of the mountain in one step.

She turned her head, about to look at the lakeside, but he forcefully turned her face away, preventing her from looking.

I glared at him.

Nomiyama ignored the hurtful stares and simply pointed to the newly piled-up mound.

Snow fell late at night, and she turned her head to look at her own grave, or rather, her home for the next thousand years.

I will sleep for a thousand years, and then I will wake up on my own.

She reached out and grabbed him, pulling his head down slightly and leaning closer.

Nomiyama met her gaze, and they kissed.

Logically speaking, the soul is inferior to the body; at the very least, it shouldn't have a vibrant body temperature and heartbeat.

But Nomiyama felt that he could feel her warmth, and his heart was gradually racing.

Perhaps the soul really does have a temperature?

As this thought flashed through his mind, the female hooligan in front of him had already let go and stepped back, jumping directly into her grave.

Nomiyama reached out and touched the cold lips.

See you in a thousand years? No, not a thousand years.

She will wake up soon after I go back.

For the two of them now, they will see each other again soon.

After taking a few steps, Nomiyama looked down at himself by the lake and left behind his only words since entering the mountains.

"You piece of trash..."

The young god quietly watched the fishing line, waiting for the moment when the hook would catch a fish. At one point, he turned around and looked at the burial mound on the mountaintop.

Only one snowflake fell.

......

Yukino Yukinoshita quietly held him, watching the white line gradually thin out, watching his hair gradually turn gray, and finally turn snow-white.

“Yukino…” Eriri Sawamura ruffled his hair, a little worried.

"It's alright, it's just a side effect of time. He took the elixir of immortality, so he won't die of old age." Yukino Yukinoshita comforted Eriri, then continued to look at the white line between his fingers.

That was his lifeline, his escape route. If it were exhausted or broken, his soul would truly die.

At any given time, two identical souls cannot coexist. He must use his aura to conceal his existence, otherwise his soul will be exposed and obliterated by the rules of the world.

Yukinoshita Miyabi sat quietly to one side, neither trying to pull him into her arms nor saying a word, but simply listening to the explanations.

“A scourge lives on forever, he won’t die.” Yukinoshita Haruno kicked his shin and laughed. “He can’t die. If he really dies, the Yukinoshita family will be wiped out all at once, they’ll all die.”

Kitahara Yuko glanced at them, said nothing, and continued to stare up at the white jade palace in the sky.

This person is different from Huang Quan. Because of his sister, Huang Quan wouldn't be thinking about killing him. This person has probably disliked him for a long time, but for some reason, he hasn't made a move since he came down the mountain.

Bai Yujing met the gaze of the man holding the knife below and shook his head: "I can't beat you at all, why are you so worried about me?"

She turned her head and looked at him lying in Yukino's arms: "I'm just curious how she will come back, where she will come back from, and what they discussed back then."

Kitahara Yuko frowned: "What do you mean?"

Bai Yujing looked at the knife that had appeared at his neck and smiled: "They met a thousand years ago. I felt I shouldn't disturb their plans, so I never mentioned it to you."

Huang Quan clenched his fists, staring intently at his sister in the sky: "You've always known something?"

Bai Yujing lowered her gaze: "Don't look at me. I was worried that if I brought this up, they would settle scores with me later. But now, it's all settled."

A thought flashed in Kitahara Yuko's eyes, but she still didn't give up holding the knife: "You mean, my sister is destined to come back."

Bai Yujing readily admitted, "Yes, but I don't know what they were thinking, since I was imprisoned by them later too."

"They must have blocked out this world, after all, they have that ability. Look, he's awake."

Nomiyama opened his eyes and met Yukinoshita's gaze.

A moment later, he sat up, then stood up.

His gaze swept over the Jade Palace in the sky, then over his own mountain. He turned his head and smiled at the slightly stunned Gong Yu: "Go home and wait for me. I'm fine now. I'll come find you after I've finished dealing with things."

"Yono, go back first. Tell Me to tell Megumi and Mai that I'll go home after I've finished dealing with things."

After saying that, he disappeared from the spot.

Yukino Yukinoshita took Eriri's hand and followed him away.

Kitahara Yuko sheathed her sword, grabbed Yomi, and followed.

Bai Yujing did not follow them, but turned around and returned to the Heavenly Continent.

The view from the sky is good; all we need to do now is keep an eye on them.

Is Xuexia Xuewan coming back?

Heh, hehe.

Chapter 283: Strongest vs. Strongest

"Wild mushroom?"

"Hmm." Nomiyama withdrew his gaze from Shirami, sat down, and then tugged at her arm.

Yukino Yukinoshita pulled Eriri along and sat down next to him, looking at the people who had just entered the valley.

"Nomi Yamakaze, what do you mean?" Yomi strode up the hillside.

Nomiyama turned to look at her: "Yomi, just go up the mountain and wait for her. She will appear in the mountain as soon as she returns."

Huang Quan stopped in her tracks, looking at him with suspicion.

Nomiyama then looked at Yuko, who hadn't said a word: "It's true. Go wait for her. I want to spend some time with my girlfriend now."

Kitahara Yuko glanced at him one last time, then at the two people beside him, said nothing, turned around, and left with Yomi.

Nomiyama was quiet for a moment, then his eyebrows and eyes drooped. He turned to the side and leaned against Yukinoshita, his voice weakening: "Yukinoshita, I'm so tired."

Yukino Yukinoshita reached out and patted his back twice: "Is the matter resolved?"

Nomiyama responded softly, "I can only say half of it right now, but I need to take a nap first, I'm so sleepy."

"Will he never wake up?"

"At a time like this, can you be a little gentler, my girlfriend's classmate?"

"I'll give you meat to eat when you wake up."

"Okay, but don't cook Eriri."

"What did I do to you with the meat I cooked?" Eriri Sawamura stood up, grabbed his hair, and tried to pull it, but stopped because of the snowy white hair, and finally turned it into a gentle stroking.

"You bastard, I'll hit you when you wake up."

"Yes, good afternoon."

"good afternoon."

Yukino Yukinoshita watched him fall asleep with his head on her shoulder, reached out and gently lifted him up, walking down the slope towards the cabin.

Eriri Sawamura caught up and asked, "What's his condition right now?"

Yukino Yukinoshita sensed his body and explained, "The underworld is seven thousand years old, and the round trip is two thousand years. His body has traveled nine thousand years in a short period of time. There's no problem. He's just a little tired. He'll be fine when he wakes up."

She pushed open the familiar door, spread out the pile of fur on the bed, and then placed him on it.

Eriri Sawamura thought of her family and lowered her voice: "Should we go and tell Megumi and Mai about this?"

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at his snow-white hair and shook her head: "No need. Saying it now will only cause them unnecessary worry. Let him explain after he has resolved the issue."

Eriri Sawamura reached out and touched his cheek: "Is there anything else?"

Yukino Yukinoshita said softly, "Don't forget, that person hasn't come back yet."

Her gaze lingered on his face. Yukino Yukinoshita thought of his words about half, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Eri, keep an eye on him. I'm going to see Yuko."

Eriri Sawamura nodded: "Mm."

After Yukino left, she thought for a moment, then lowered her head and leaned in to kiss her lips.

It's strange, I feel a little bit of joy like I'm stealing a treasure as soon as Yukino leaves.

Wake up, I prefer you to be awake and eat you in front of Yukino.

......

Yukino stepped into the back mountain and stood in mid-air above the lake.

She glanced at Huang Quan, who had resumed fishing by the lake but looked visibly impatient, then looked away and at Youzi, who seemed to be in a daze.

"The senior should be back soon, so why does he say that only half of it has been resolved?"

Kitahara Yuko withdrew her gaze from the white mist in front of her and looked at this outstanding junior. Calmly, she asked, "What do you think is the biggest difference between you and your older sister?"

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered for a moment: "Personality?"

Kitahara Yuko looked at her for a while and nodded: "What do you think my sister's personality is like?"

Yukino Yukinoshita thought of what her senior had left for her, and of the things she herself had kept, and carefully considered her words before making a judgment: "Unconventional, carefree, cheerful, confident, flamboyant, proud, and persistent."

“Yes, all correct.” Kitahara Yuko looked at her, a serious expression appearing on her youthful face. “But not precise enough.”

Yukino Yukinoshita was slightly taken aback.

Kitahara Yuko's eyes were complicated: "Your sister left so many things for him and for you, and she thought of him with all her heart, so you subconsciously judged your sister in the direction of her preference. Therefore, you ignored a premise for why your sister did this."

"My sister felt that she couldn't stay with him, that she would die, so she made those preparations, those preparations to entrust him to others."

"My sister was a born killer who killed 756 blood relatives at the age of thirteen without batting an eye."

Yukino Yukinoshita opened her mouth, her eyes slightly lost.

Kitahara Yuko looked at her, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and continued to explain: "It's not about being unconventional and carefree, it's about having no regard for rules; it's not about being cheerful and flamboyant, it's about being arrogant and domineering; it's not about being confident and proud, it's about being conceited and arrogant; it's not about being persistent, it's about being obsessive."

“You grew up under rules, while your sister killed all those who restrained her from a young age. The reason why the Yukinoshita family has held meetings in the training room for thousands of years is because your sister believes in the supremacy of strength. The reason why she couldn’t defeat Kazehaya is just a simple one: she couldn’t beat Kazehaya.”

"Before she met Feng Zao, she always took whatever she wanted without hesitation because no one could stop her. She had no sense of rules and was arrogant and knew that she was the strongest and could set the rules at will."