Ling Luo arrived at East Island Tianji through the Death Mist Gate.

In the twilight, the immortal mountains rising from the sea were already lit with countless lights. People wearing robes of different colors and styles gathered together, slowly walking toward the sea where spell formations had been laid.

The sunset cast brilliant clouds across the horizon, reflecting on the deep blue sea surface. While the water appeared calm, threads of fire coursed beneath the waves.

A high platform stood on the deep sea. The current respected masters of the cultivation world were gathered before the platform performing a ritual, with thousands of cultivators approaching the sea behind them.

Song Yuanyuan gazed toward the front with complicated emotions, whispering to Xu Shen beside her: “Tell me again, what did the Sect Leader call us here to do?”

Xu Shen replied, “Pray.”

Chang Fei asked with a bored expression, “Pray for what?”

Xu Shen said, “To pray for summoning the Four Forbidden Beasts to kill all demons.”

A passing disciple from Nanshan Snowriver corrected, “It’s to pray for killing Ling Luo, the twenty-sixth demon of Tianzhaozhan.”

The three turned their heads to look at him, then simultaneously snorted coldly and walked away.

The disciple was left confused and puzzled.

There were many people from Nanshan Snowriver, mostly followers, admirers, and worshippers of Feng Yunhong, as well as cultivators who were on good terms with him.

Yu Cang was also present, looking unwell, constantly sending sound tokens to his new sect leader under the urging of the elders.

He didn’t know where Feng Tianyao had run off to, only hoping he hadn’t gone to Tianzhaozhan Mountain. But the more he tried not to think about it, the stronger his intuition became.

Yu Cang’s position was near the front. He saw Zhan Rong from Western Sea Taichu and Yu Xiu from East Island Tianji walking past him side by side.

Yu Xiu approached the center of the high platform and whispered to Mu Hengtian, indicating that everything was prepared and they could begin the summoning.

Mu Hengtian’s face was pale, yet he insisted on personally participating in summoning the Four Forbidden Beasts. He nodded slightly, and the sect leaders behind him began forming hand seals.

The sun set in the west, darkness fell, and brilliant barrier lights burned beneath the water, circling the formation.

The disciples in the back also began forming hand seals in preparation for prayer. Meanwhile, Yu Cang still felt uneasy and was preparing to sneak away to find his young master when he heard the howling wind pushing the edge of the formation’s fire wall toward him, causing many people to cry out in alarm.

Yu Cang swiftly retreated to avoid it. When he looked up again, a thin black line had appeared in the sky above the sea, opening up to reveal a woman in a red dress with black hair looking down from the void, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised in arrogance mixed with mockery.

“The demon, the demon! The twenty-sixth demon is here!” Cries of alarm rose again from the crowd.

At the front of the high platform, Mu Hengtian’s aura turned gloomy as he gritted his teeth and said, “Prepare for battle! We cannot let her disrupt tonight’s summoning!”

Yu Cang no longer cared about the summoning. He now only wanted to shout to everyone present that the brat being pushed out of the Death Mist Gate by the twenty-sixth demon, drawing his sword and slashing toward Western Sea Taichu, was not the new sect leader of his Nanshan Snowriver!

Young master, if you’re being kidnapped or threatened, just blink your eyes!

Feng Tianyao didn’t understand what was happening to him. Internally he was full of self-loathing even as he slashed his sword toward Zhan Rong.

Why was he following Ling Luo’s words to fight this guy?

Yet his body always acted before his rationality could catch up, driven by the pathetic hope that she would still speak to him, would still look at him once more, would still pay him some attention.

Feng Tianyao despised himself, despised that he still eagerly pursued her, still wanted to prove himself to her.

“Sect Leader Feng?” Zhan Rong frowned as he defended, “What is the meaning of this?”

“Young Master!”

“A’Yao!”

More and more calls rang out, but Feng Tianyao only gritted his teeth, his eyes reddening as his sword continued its relentless assault. He had already given up on himself – the Feng family, the position of the sect leader, he no longer wanted any of it. They could call him a traitor to demonkind if they wanted. He didn’t want to think anymore, only to grip his sword and fight.

Mu Hengtian glared at Ling Luo who had walked out of the Death Mist Gate: “What kind of spell have you used to control him?”

He was furious at this reaction from his close friend’s son.

Ling Luo laughed coldly, “Grand Sect Leader seems quite concerned about someone else’s son. Today all the major immortal sects have gathered, quite a lively scene. If you want to summon the Four Forbidden Beasts, by all means, try. I won’t stop you.”

Her gaze fell on Yu Xiu below, saying, “I came today to have a night talk with my Second Senior Brother. Irrelevant parties would do well to stay away.”

At these words, other immortal sects drew their swords or mobilized their spiritual energy in defense and vigilance. Only Wu Xu, the new Temple Master of Northern Court Moon Temple, waved his hand. The Moon Temple disciples all retracted their weapons, maintaining only vigilance, and finally took a step back.

The Carefree Sect questioned sternly, “What’s the meaning of this retreat? Could it be that your Northern Court Moon Temple is afraid of her?!”

Wu Xu replied with a cold tone, “Her cultivation is unfathomably deep, capable of using divine sword intent with demonic power. I see that even if you, Sect Leader, went up there, you wouldn’t last a few moves. If you’re not afraid, then go up and challenge her. If you win, your Carefree Sect will be remembered for several hundred years.”

The Carefree Sect Leader heard this and became furious, “Today all immortal sects have gathered to summon the Four Forbidden Beasts to eliminate this demon, yet your Northern Court Moon Temple takes the lead in retreat! You’ve completely disgraced the immortal sects!”

Wu Xu coldly laughed, “I think you’re the one without shame. My Moon Temple came for the myriad demons threatening the mortal realm, not targeting any single individual. I advise the Sect Leader to manage your people and stop meddling in others’ affairs. From your Carefree Sect’s elders down to your disciples, there are plenty of disgraceful matters inside and out. Do you talk of the immortal sects’ faces? Your Carefree Sect has long since lost any face to lose.”

“You…!” The Carefree Sect Leader couldn’t counter him, choking with anger and humiliation as his face alternated between red and white. Finally, he flung his sleeve and turned to point angrily at Ling Luo above, “Everyone captures her!”

Wu Xu watched the Carefree Sect people charging toward Ling Luo as if they were fools. They were swept into the sea by her casual finger flick of sword energy, unable even to maintain their stance on the sea surface, splashing and calling for help after falling in.

More and more people charged toward Ling Luo, refusing to believe her claim that she only came to find Yu Xiu.

Zhan Rong dealt with Feng Tianyao’s relentless sword attacks, confirming that he was serious before becoming more focused. Feng Tianyao’s divine sword intent combined with Shuofang to suppress ten thousand swords, making Zhan Rong’s evasions somewhat awkward.

“Sect Leader Feng! Have you been controlled by the twenty-sixth demon or are you being threatened?” Zhan Rong asked, “Why do you keep entangling with me?”

“Ask yourself!” Feng Tianyao erupted, “You know what you did!”

Why else would Ling Luo want him to fight Zhan Rong?

Zhan Rong’s eyes flickered at these words.

“Sect Leader Feng.” The Taichu Hall Master stepped between them when Zhan Rong was at a disadvantage, saying solemnly, “Please give a reasonable explanation.”

“A’Yao!” Yu Cang finally broke through the chaotic crowd to Feng Tianyao’s side, holding him back while awkwardly smiling to explain to the Western Sea Taichu people, “It’s a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Our sect leader was bewitched by a demon, which is why he’s acting this way. It’s not targeted at Taichu.”

Feng Tianyao frowned, while Zhan Rong, aware of being suspected, discreetly retreated into the crowd hoping to escape. After leaving the crowd, he turned only to face Yue Liangze waiting for him.

Zhan Rong couldn’t help but smile, “Danshui True Lord.”

Yue Liangze drew his sword, his gaze calm as he softly said, “Those rumors and false evidence claiming she caused havoc in the mortal realm – they were all your doing?”

Zhan Rong replied gently, “It was a temporary measure. Though offensive, there was no malice intended.”

Yue Liangze realized that when he smiled, he looked much like Yu Xiu.

Both men lived behind masks.

“The malice you’ve brought upon her has been substantial,” Yue Liangze had no intention of letting him leave.

Zhan Rong took a deep breath. In terms of magical arts, he was certainly no match. As he gripped his sword and glanced toward Yu Xiu, Ling Luo forcefully charged before him.

The edge of the Suiwu sword’s blade passed before Yu Xiu’s face with a cold aura.

Ling Luo said, “Second Senior Brother, do you have something to tell me?”

Yu Xiu couldn’t help but shake his head, covering his face with one hand, fingers threading through his cold hair. His words carried a hint of unbearable laughter: “Junior Sister, Ling Luo, why must you choose this moment to come?”

Ling Luo replied calmly, “Because I want to end these troubles and make certain annoying people stay far away from me.”

The Heavenly Way, again being disliked by her, was quite helpless.

Yu Xiu chuckled softly again, “You should have waited for us at Tianzhaozhan Mountain. When everything was finished, I would have taken you and Senior Brother away.”

Ling Luo silently gazed at him.

Yu Xiu lowered the hand covering his face. The gentle, humble mask he had worn for so long disappeared, revealing his true face of crazy obsession. The excitement and agitation made his surrounding spiritual energy wild and violent. His eyes were slightly red from extreme excitement.

He had completely transformed into a different person.

Ling Luo very seriously examined this Yu Xiu she had never seen before.

“Second Senior Brother, you’ve known about Yun Shouxi’s inner obsession and that painting all along, haven’t you?” Ling Luo said softly. “If I hadn’t gotten there first, on the last day of the entrance examination, you were also prepared to have him participate and notice me, weren’t you?”

Yu Xiu calmed himself slightly, though the curve of his lips grew increasingly wider: “Junior Sister is still so clever. Has becoming a demon did not affect you at all? Or has it perhaps helped you understand and see more clearly?”

He tacitly confirmed Ling Luo’s guess.

It was indeed the truth.

In his previous life, when Yun Shouxi began to suspect him and discovered Ling Luo’s resemblance to the person in the painting, he convinced Yun Shouxi—who normally avoided affairs and was immersed in cultivation at Qingshi Workshop—to attend the entrance examination results announcement, where he successfully met Ling Luo.

From then on, Yun Shouxi’s attention and focus were solely on Ling Luo, leaving him no time to mind Yu Xiu’s business. This allowed Yu Xiu greater freedom to do what he wanted.

Yu Xiu was well aware of Yun Shouxi’s obsession with the person in the painting.

“Initially, I only wanted to use you to attract his attention, to keep him from focusing on me. I didn’t expect him to be more insane than I thought, actually wanting to do such things to you.” Yu Xiu shook his head and sighed, though his eyes showed amusement. “The illustrious Third Sect Leader of Tianji, the respected master of the cultivation world, turned out to be a despicable madman.”

“Yu Xiu!” Mu Hengtian shouted in anger, awakening from momentary shock, unable to tolerate such words describing Yun Shouxi. “That was the master who adopted you and extended your life!”

Yu Xiu seemed triggered by a certain word, laughing softly as his gaze moved past Ling Luo to Mu Hengtian behind her: “Grand Sect Leader, you’re the last person qualified to say such things. Think about who caused my family’s destruction.”

Mu Hengtian’s expression froze, but seeing the mockery in Yu Xiu’s eyes, he asked gravely, “When did you remember?”

“I never forgot,” Yu Xiu said. “When the mighty Grand Sect Leader descended the mountain to eliminate demons during their rampage, he diverted the demons to outside the city to protect the nobles and officials within, allowing the villages outside the city to perish at the hands of those demons. Who could forget such a thing?”

The current Grand Sect Leader of Tianji was most skilled at calculating benefits and losses, maintaining a delicate balance between cultivators and the mortal world in his actions.

However, such methods also planted bitter consequences for himself.

“Cultivators eliminating demons, acting recklessly, only caring about whether they can kill demons to gain fame, status, and cultivation power, not caring how many innocents are affected by their battles. After all, those who die are mere mortals, commoners without power or influence.”

Yu Xiu walked slowly toward Mu Hengtian. “You think I wanted to be adopted? That I wanted to enter your Tianji Mountain. It was because I was the only survivor in the entire village. After all, in your arrogance, you didn’t realize what foolish thing you had done, yet brought me back to Tianji with such condescending pity. You killed my parents and everyone in the village, yet others praised you, Mu Hengtian, for your kindness. What an enormous joke!”

Mu Hengtian clutched his chest but still insisted on his position: “Nonsense! Stop your wild accusations! Those people outside the city were killed by demons! Sacrificing one to save a hundred—you would make the same choice! Cultivators eliminating demons is the rule; we all protect this mortal realm!”

Ling Luo couldn’t help but laugh, drawing alarmed glances from others.

Cultivators eliminating demons is the rule.

And protecting the mortal realm? More grandiose words. Originally you protected the people of the mortal realm, but when the people are gone, what are you protecting?

“If you truly had a clear conscience, why did you erase that part of my memory after bringing me back to Tianji? It’s because I saw it—I saw you deploy your sword formation without any restraint, causing over a hundred villagers to perish along with that demon!” Yu Xiu spoke each word distinctly, his voice filled with cold resentment. “Why? Why did they have to die under your sword formation?!”

“Silence!” Mu Hengtian drew his sword, his spiritual energy erupting. “After all these years, I’ve misjudged you. I never imagined you would be so obsessed and deluded!”

His sword strike toward Yu Xiu was blocked by Ling Luo’s hand.

“Fine, Yu Xiu, you’ve been fellow disciples with her for years. You truly couldn’t resist becoming a traitorous demon?” Mu Hengtian said solemnly.

Ling Luo sneered, “The obsessed and deluded one is you, Grand Sect Leader. If you move just once more—”

Before she could finish, Mu Hengtian moved, and simultaneously a green light exploded behind Ling Luo, connecting with the spell formation’s fire lines below, causing them to detonate. Scorching fire walls rose from beneath the sea.

People standing on the sea surface with spiritual energy felt the tremors from below, shaking so violently they could barely stand. Some disciples with insufficient cultivation fell directly into the water, splashing about.

Everyone heard the beast’s roar from the deep sea.

Huge waves and fire walls surged, swallowing everything on the sea.

Cultivators flew on their swords to the sky above, while Wu Xu directed the rescue of those who had fallen into the water, retreating to the shore behind them.

Zhan Rong stood steadily on the water’s surface, smiling as he watched Yue Liangze, who was equally stable amid the fierce winds and waves: “People think summoning the Four Forbidden Beasts is done through prayer, but they are greatly mistaken.”

Yue Liangze asked, “And what are you after?”

“Me?” Zhan Rong seemed to genuinely consider the question before smiling, “Initially, I only wanted to avenge my master. After he completed Yingxi, he was killed by Yun Shouxi, who didn’t want others to know the secret of the painting. Later I discovered that Yu Xiu’s ideas were quite good—this world only needs mortals; neither cultivators nor demons are necessary.”

Yue Liangze gazed at him quietly.

“Was it you who paved the way for Bone Demon to infiltrate Taichu and take away Zhen Xianyu?”

Zhan Rong smiled, “At this point, isn’t it obvious?”

Yue Liangze asked another question, “Was the substitution of Jiang Miao at Northern Court Moon Temple also your doing?”

Zhan Rong shook his head, “That was done by someone else—someone who enjoys joining in the excitement, making friends, and knows the most secrets in the world.”

A person swooped down from above on a sword, slashing fiercely through the rising fire waves. The person shouted, “Yu Xiu!”

Chu Yi dragged along Zi Xiu, who had been beaten badly and was wiping blood from his mouth while crying about the pain.

Yu Xiu turned to look from amid the storm. As the earth shook and mountains trembled, a huge black shadow emerged from the sea behind him, splashing water everywhere as it raised its head and howled. The deep beast’s roar resounded through heaven and earth, making people dizzy. Cultivators hovering in the void were all swept back into the sea by the shock waves.

One of the Four Forbidden Beasts had already emerged.

Qin Yuan brought the fallen Song Yuanyuan back to shore, then swiftly went to rescue another person with nimble movements.

Song Yuanyuan stared in astonishment, “When did your skills get so good? Weren’t you afraid of the sea?”

Ling Luo looked up at the first Forbidden Beast—dragon-bodied with a bull’s head, black scales gleaming in the bright moonlight, its voice like thunder, summoning fierce winds and raising sea waves.

Its pressure swept across this realm, crushing the fallen cultivators who could only be tossed about by the rolling waves.

She laughed coldly, drawing the sword at her waist, and said to Yue Liangze, “Don’t move. Stand there and watch me avenge you.”

Yue Liangze’s expression was helpless.

Just as Chu Yi recovered from the sight of the ferocious beast, he saw Mu Hengtian under Yu Xiu’s foot, his heart pierced by the jade flute sword. Instantly, he became furious: “Yu Xiu! Stop this right now!”

Blue veins bulged on his forehead as he stood on the verge of collapse.

His master had gone mad, his junior sister had become a demon, his close friend was mentally unsound, and the seemingly most obedient junior brother had given him a fatal blow!

What sins had he committed in his past life to know these people?!

Chu Yi was so angry his sword-holding hand trembled.

“Senior Brother, Ling Luo,” Yu Xiu looked up, showing his usual gentle smile to them both. “After I cleanse this filthy world and let the Four Forbidden Beasts reshape the mortal realm, both cultivators and demons will die tonight. Then, I will give you a brand new mortal world.”

In this world, Yu Xiu cared about only two people.

His Senior Brother Chu Yi, who couldn’t bear to see others suffer, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, forever upright and kind as a cultivator.

His Junior Sister Ling Luo, was so beautiful that one wanted to protect her, even though she was stronger than anyone.

To Yu Xiu, all cultivators and demons except his Senior Brother and Junior Sister deserved to die.

Fierce winds, sea surges, and thunder rumbled as if heaven and earth were about to collapse. Monstrous waves tumbled as cultivators struggled to save themselves.

Ling Luo looked at the towering Forbidden Beast and said, “Second Senior Brother, the mortal realm will always remain the same, with both good and bad. Rather than some brand new mortal realm, I’d prefer to see you living happily.”

She flew into the void, her sword unleashing divine sword intent in the form of a golden dragon circling above.

“Yu Xiu, stop and withdraw,” Chu Yi said with reddened eyes. “Spiritual energy does not perish—you cannot destroy this world. It may experience a brief period of dormancy, but it will eventually be reborn.”

Yu Xiu widened his eyes, bloodshot with intensity: “Senior Brother! Do you know how far I’ve walked to reach this point? This is my last chance!”

Terrifying waves appeared again as another Forbidden Beast broke through the sea, howling as it charged toward Ling Luo.

Yue Liangze watched from the sea, holding his sword with both hands. The formation’s fire lines ran through the deep blue water, white mist closing in and dispersing. Every sword strike from that graceful figure was so beautiful it entranced onlookers.

He didn’t even glance at the brothers fighting nearby.

“I told you not to move and you didn’t move?” Bai Cang’s teasing voice came from behind, and Yue Liangze turned to look.

Third Senior Brother pointed in another direction, saying, “The myriad demons have arrived. Time to move.”

Only then did Yue Liangze draw his sword again.

Bai Cang threw the golden jade tablet into the void and called to the people of the great immortal sects behind, “Everyone, don’t just stand there watching. Those who should rescue people, rescue them. Letting one demon stand in front to save the world—have you no shame?”

“The Immortal Chief’s command is here, whether you listen or not, you must listen. Forgive my rudeness.”

With clear targets and instructions, the previously panicking cultivators became orderly. Spell formations and sword arrays emerged one after another, separating the area where the Four Forbidden Beasts and Ling Luo were fighting, and blocking the myriad demons who had come to take advantage of the chaos.

Three of the Four Forbidden Beasts had emerged. Besides Ling Luo, no one could approach them—anyone who tried was pressed into the sea by their heavy pressure before getting close.

Thus, everyone witnessed the terror of the Four Forbidden Beasts, truly entities capable of destroying heaven and earth. If they couldn’t be stopped, everyone present would perish.

Unknowingly, the cultivators below began silently cheering for Ling Luo in their hearts, praying and hoping for her victory.

Many masters were setting up barriers around the perimeter to prevent the spiritual energy disturbances from spreading and harming the people in coastal villages, avoiding the tragedy Yu Xiu had described.

Another beast roar that made heads spin and chests tighten rang out—all Four Forbidden Beasts had emerged.

“Can Ling Luo… hold them off?” Song Yuanyuan watched with concern, unable to resist wanting to help, but was stopped by Qin Yuan. “Don’t go over there. She’s doing this deliberately.”

The flames that had previously pursued her relentlessly transformed into hotter, more scorching black flames that seemed capable of burning and searing one’s soul.

These were the black flames from Ling Luo’s memories—the ones that had covered all of Tianzhaozhan Mountain and she could never forget.

“All gathered, and not one less,” Ling Luo laughed mockingly, finally becoming serious.

When they killed Yue Liangze, each beast had been present. To avenge him, she naturally wanted all the Four Forbidden Beasts to emerge.

Ling Luo stood in the void, under the starlight, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the power of the mortal realm’s abyss spiritual veins came under her control, her pressure matched that of the Four Forbidden Beasts.

Sword arts and spells, long dragons and fire phoenixes, dazzling golden light danced between heaven and earth—this was the most spectacular battle these cultivators had ever witnessed in their lives.

It was also the ultimate display of the Feng family’s divine sword intent, reaching a limit that neither predecessors nor successors could surpass.

The major immortal sects of the cultivation world recognized Ling Luo’s power in this battle, leaving a shadow in their hearts that would prevent them from easily provoking her again.

For some unknown reason, Feng Tianyao couldn’t stop his tears as he watched. Yu Cang beside him quickly formed a small barrier to shield him, preventing others from seeing their little sect leader suddenly breaking down in tears.

The beast roars gradually weakened while the sword-wielder grew increasingly dominant until finally, it became a one-sided crushing defeat as she slashed the sea-emerging monsters back into the deep.

“No!” Yu Xiu broke free from Chu Yi’s sword array, screaming as he flew toward the Four Forbidden Beasts falling back into the deep sea. His senior brother’s shouts faded in his ears as his thin body passed through the raging black flames.

Everyone saw him become distorted in the black flames, gradually turning to ash and scattering without a trace.

Chu Yi’s voice grew hoarse, and it was Zi Xiu who pulled him back, preventing him from following.

Ling Luo in the void looked down at this scene, the light in her eyes obscure. Finally, she just blinked lightly and turned around.

Yue Liangze had just sheathed his sword and looked toward her, their gazes meeting in the new moon that had peeked out from behind the dark clouds.

Ling Luo said proudly, “I avenged you.”

Yue Liangze couldn’t help but smile, curving his lips as he stood on the sea surface, extending his hand to her. “Come here.”

Ling Luo flashed down to him. Yue Liangze held her hand, transferring spiritual energy to her, while his other hand gently wiped the wounds on her face.

“Don’t let them see that I’m injured,” Ling Luo whispered. “Though I’ve used up most of my power, I still have more than enough to leave this place. I just don’t want them coming to Tianzhaozhan Mountain later to cause trouble. It’s annoying.”

“Don’t worry, I’m still here,” Yue Liangze patted her head. “Besides, they wouldn’t dare stop you from leaving now.”

Ling Luo turned to look at the immortal sect members, seeing in their eyes complex emotions hiding hints of admiration and worship, gratitude and sighs.

She saw Qin Yuan suddenly fainting, Song Yuanyuan holding her to keep her from falling into the water with a bewildered expression, and Xu Shen pulling the cursing Chang Fei out of the water. Looking further back, she saw Feng Tianyao hiding in a corner crying to the point of breakdown, with Yu Cang softly comforting him.

Northern Court Moon Temple and Western Sea Taichu were busy with rescue, treatment, and finishing the formations.

Indeed, no one dared to stop her anymore.

Ling Luo suddenly smiled, pointing at the Immortal Chief’s command in the sky, “Can I take that?”

Yue Liangze said, “Second Senior Brother won’t give it to you.”

Ling Luo replied, “Then I’ll take it by force.”

Yue Liangze added, “You won’t be able to take it.”

“You underestimate me!” Ling Luo snorted. “If I want to take something, there’s nothing I can’t get.”

Yue Liangze then said, “Don’t take the Immortal Chief’s command. Take me instead.”

Ling Luo muttered, “You’re already mine. I don’t need to take you. It’s others who want to take you from me. If anyone tries to take you from me, that’s their misfortune.”

Yue Liangze smiled and said, “Then compete with me for Wusheng. I saw you quite liked it before. Didn’t you try to persuade me to change swords back at Taichu?”

Suiwu: “I don’t agree!”

Wusheng: “I don’t agree either!”

Duanyi, somewhat wavering: “I… I…”

Wusheng: “You don’t agree either!”

Duanyi: “Alright.”

“Why would I want Wusheng? I don’t want Wusheng. I just want you!” Ling Luo pounced on him, and Yue Liangze carried her on his back, heading in the opposite direction from the crowd, walking on the sea surface under the grand moonlight, and going home.