Several years passed.
Zhi Ji finally seemed to have sobered up somewhat.
She put her clothes back on. The soft, slick skin of her neck and face still carried a rosy flush, yet she rose gracefully, stretched lazily, and chuckled. "This kind of life doesn't seem so bad. No need to consider the consequences—live a second life as brilliantly as summer flowers, completely release the gloom in my heart, become Dao companions, and sail across the ends of the world!"
Xu Zhi turned his head slightly on the bed. Recalling what had just happened, he still found it surreal.
She looked at Xu Zhi, her voice languid and seductive like that of an enchanting demoness. "What is it, husband? We're newlyweds. We should get up too."
Zhi Ji's gentle voice made her sound like a truly newlywed wife.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet Xu Zhi still felt as though his worldview had been shattered.
Xu Zhi accompanied Zhi Ji as they left her "White Sea" bloodline in a daze and returned to the deck of the Seaweed Universe, where the sea breeze blew around them.
Nearby, some Saints looked surprised. They vaguely sensed something, but said nothing.
"Don't look so henpecked. You're just too weak."
The two sat at the edge of the deck. Like a newlywed wife, Zhi Ji was exceedingly gentle. She nudged him and laughed sweetly. "I really got the short end of the stick by marrying down to you. You're far weaker than I imagined. White Sea is the ultimate bloodline of a Multidimensional Saint; the laws of every universe can be projected through it. I thought you were a Multidimensional Saint. Who would have thought you were merely an ordinary one-dimensional Saint, who only grasped the laws of a single universe? I've really suffered a