Experienced hardships together!

Deeply in love as husband and wife?

And grow old together?!!

The moment Chen Tingyan’s words left his mouth, all the great cultivators froze.

Despite having lived for hundreds or thousands of years, they couldn’t help but be dumbfounded at this moment, suspecting they had misheard something—

What kind of joke was this?

This ghost cultivator from who knows where in the Extreme Domain was talking about Jian Chou of Yashan and Xie Buchen of Kunwu?!!

Husband and wife?

These two had fought twice and nearly killed each other!

How could this be called “husband and wife”?

Everyone’s first reaction was: This ghost cultivator is talking nonsense—is there something wrong with his head?

However, what happened next exceeded everyone’s expectations!

Chen Tingyan had just uttered the word “killed” when the sudden realization and joy on his face hadn’t yet been withdrawn, but a thin white light like a needle and a moon-white figure simultaneously rushed toward him!

“Whoosh!”

At such close distance, a great wind arose!

Jian Chou’s loose sleeves created deep and shallow blue shadows. While spinning in mid-air, her slender, pale fingers had already formed dangerous and solemn lines. She pressed her index and middle fingers together like a blade, catching that faint white light in this split second!

“Drip!”

Blood immediately dripped from between her fingers!

When everyone looked closely, it was actually a hair-thin, long white thread that appeared somewhat transparent in the daylight—clearly a strand from a whisk!

While catching this whisk strand, Jian Chou’s other hand had already reached behind her, directly pressing Chen Tingyan’s throat without a word!

“Wife…”

Everything happened too fast! The word following “killed” only emerged from his throat when Jian Chou’s finger struck, then became blurred and indistinguishable.

“Ah, ah… ah…”

Chen Tingyan was completely stunned. He hurriedly reached up to touch his throat and tried to open his mouth wide, but couldn’t make any normal sounds!

It was as if he had become mute!

He was greatly alarmed and didn’t understand why Jian Chou would do this, immediately glaring at her angrily. However, when his eyebrows were only half-raised, he discovered that the atmosphere in the scene seemed not quite right…

From Chen Tingyan’s appearance and nonsensical words to Jian Chou’s sudden action, at most three to five breaths had passed. The great cultivators present hadn’t yet recovered from the absurdity and confusion brought by the four words “deeply in love as husband and wife,” but suddenly seeing this scene, for some unknown reason, their scalps tingled!

Everyone could recognize it!

The whisk strand now caught between Jian Chou’s fingers, which had softened and returned to its normal thread-like appearance, clearly belonged to Hengxu Zhenren!

He stood at the front of the group, motionless, observing Jian Chou with an extremely calm yet extremely profound gaze.

Jian Chou also looked back at him with an extremely calm expression.

One was clearly the First Seat of Kunwu, a righteous leader; the other was a disciple of Yashan, and even as the eldest senior sister, could only be considered a junior. Yet standing face to face at this distance, they emanated a dangerous confrontation!

In just this instant, the great cultivators realized: this Chen Tingyan must have said something remarkable, or had even more remarkable words that hadn’t been spoken!

“Young Master Chen Si was merely talking nonsense and said a few wrong words. Why must the Zhenren be angry?”

After sealing Chen Tingyan’s speech, she didn’t even turn back to look.

Jian Chou’s face was covered with a layer of frost, her eyes already covered with ice and snow, yet her lips curved into a smile as if she were very kind and magnanimous. Her gaze toward Hengxu Zhenren didn’t withdraw as she gently released her hand, letting the whisk strand that had cut her finger fall softly to the ground.

It was merely a pale, nearly transparent thread.

Soft and gentle when it fell.

Who could imagine that in that instant just now it had been as tough and sharp as a steel needle, even injuring the fingers of Jian Chou, who was already a great cultivator?

Fudao Shanren’s eyes held mockery, but he said nothing.

The gazes of Xuanyue Xianzi, Zhang Yuandai, and several others wandered between Jian Chou, Chen Tingyan, Hengxu Zhenren, and Xie Buchen, their expressions showing some doubt.

Qu Zhengfeng, however, looked at Chen Tingyan thoughtfully.

Only Fu Chaosheng knew everything, but he ultimately lacked personal experience with human relationships and completely didn’t understand why Jian Chou wanted to stop Chen Tingyan from continuing to speak, or why she wouldn’t let the truth from back then be made public…

Moreover, she had injured her own hand.

That blood, different from that of demons and evil spirits, was bright red, winding along her pale fingers in a rather shocking sight.

The one who maintained composure from beginning to end, whose expression hadn’t changed in the slightest, was Hengxu Zhenren.

Jian Chou’s actions exceeded his expectations.

Her quick reaction was one thing, but actively acting to stop Chen Tingyan from saying more was another.

Hearing Jian Chou’s meaningful smiling question and glancing at Chen Tingyan once more, he said: “Now is the time when the yin-yang realm war is restarting. The situation is special, the greater picture comes first. An Extreme Domain ghost cultivator’s nonsensical words shouldn’t be heeded. Fellow Jian Chou understands the greater good, which is indeed admirable.”

Understands the greater good?

Hearing Hengxu’s words, Jian Chou found them strange no matter how she listened. She even felt that if she were Hengxu, standing in his position, she absolutely shouldn’t say such suspicious and ambiguous words.

At this moment, her gaze subtly glanced at Xie Buchen.

From the moment Chen Tingyan was brought over by Wang Que and others, he had already noticed, and the instant Chen Tingyan opened his mouth, he realized what would happen next.

Jian Chou’s response was within his expectations.

But Hengxu Zhenren’s words caused his indifferent brows to move slightly, a strange color flashing through his eyes before quickly disappearing.

Killed.

Killed what? Killed whom?

This was what most people were curious about.

Heard from.

Heard from what people in the Extreme Domain?

This was what Jian Chou and Xie Buchen were curious about.

But at this moment, no one mentioned it.

Jian Chou smiled as if nothing had happened, not caring how others looked at her, and said: “The Zhenren speaks correctly. Although Fellow Daoist Xie of your honored sect and I once explored the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery together and have had life-and-death friendship, to speak of ‘experiencing hardships together’ and such seems to misunderstand our relationship. Although Young Master Chen Si is my old acquaintance, he doesn’t understand the situation in our Nineteen Continents very well. His nonsensical speculation was rather far-fetched, but it’s not a big matter. This person isn’t bad at heart. Although our Nineteen Continents has entered the Extreme Domain, we wouldn’t eliminate all ghost cultivators. Why not imprison him and deal with him later when the overall situation is settled? What does the Zhenren think?”

“That would be fine.”

The more one says, the more mistakes one makes.

Hengxu Zhenren understood this simple principle in his heart. He didn’t object to a single word, only shifted his gaze and instructed Wang Que.

“Take him away and guard him strictly. Don’t let anything go wrong.”

“…Yes.”

What kind of exquisite mind did Wang Que have? His wisdom might not necessarily lose to Xie Buchen’s. He almost instantly heard something wrong, but given the quiet atmosphere and the fact that even Jian Chou, whom Chen Tingyan claimed to know well, spoke this way, he naturally wouldn’t express his doubts.

He immediately responded and was about to take the person away.

“Ah ah, ah, mm—”

Chen Tingyan still couldn’t make a sound, but he had heard every word of the conversation between this group clearly. Hearing Jian Chou say she wanted to imprison him, he became extremely anxious.

He stared with wide eyes in anger, vigorously waving his arms to express opposition.

But the team of Nineteen Continents cultivators had already pressed forward to restrain him, directly dragging him away.

This scene left the great cultivators feeling completely confused.

Some even thought of the confrontation that had occurred in Mingri Xinghai not long ago, vaguely feeling it was very similar to this moment.

The difference was that Jian Chou had seemed more like the threatening party then;

But at this moment, Chen Tingyan had become the threat, yet Jian Chou didn’t seem afraid of Hengxu Zhenren either.

What did “experiencing hardships together” mean? And to directly say “deeply in love as husband and wife, growing old together”…

This Chen Si obviously knew both Jian Chou and Xie Buchen simultaneously.

And he had more words he hadn’t spoken.

But strangely, whether from Kunwu’s side or Jian Chou’s side, both seemed to want to interrupt this person from continuing, with Hengxu Zhenren clearly having murderous intent.

Among all things under heaven, when you don’t want people to know something and try to hide it but can’t hide it completely, that’s when you most easily arouse people’s curiosity.

Moreover…

The enmity between Jian Chou and Xie Buchen was really too conspicuous.

Xuanyue Xianzi’s beautiful eyes wandered between Jian Chou and Xie Buchen. After Wang Que and others had taken Chen Tingyan away, she seemed to casually jest: “This person actually called Nephew Xie of Kunwu ‘Third Young Master Xie’—he must have been a mortal from the human island. I’ve long heard that the Zhenren specifically made a trip there to find such a proud disciple. If I remember correctly, Fellow Jian Chou of Yashan is the same, right? Coming from the same place within just a few days of each other, both so brilliantly talented—you two couldn’t possibly have some ‘past connection,’ could you?”

After speaking, she laughed, her whole body shaking with mirth.

Xie Buchen said calmly: “There is one.”

Jian Chou was also very calm: “There was.”

“…”

At this instant, Xuanyue Xianzi’s laughter, as if suddenly cleaved by a blade, came to an abrupt halt.