After refining the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, Sect Master Mo Lin's astonishing act of gifting the Heavenly Flame to Xiao Xun'er stirred waves that were difficult to calm within the Demonic Flame Space. The powerhouses of the various factions departed one after another, each harboring different thoughts, and the space gradually returned to its ancient silence.
Mo Lin did not linger. Taking Zi Yan and Cai Lin with him, he stepped forward and arrived in a secluded valley outside the Demonic Flame Space. A crystal-clear stream ran through the valley, spirit flowers bloomed along both banks, and mist drifted through the air, making the place seem like a paradise.
He had deliberately stopped here.
"Hubby, did you stop here to wait for someone?" Cai Lin's beautiful eyes shifted as she glanced at the calm and composed Mo Lin beside her. A knowing smile appeared on her cool, lovely face.
Zi Yan blinked her violet eyes and curled her lips. "Who else could it be? It must be that eldest daughter of the Ancient Clan. Hmph, he just gave away the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame like that. How generous." There was a faint trace of jealousy in her tone.
Mo Lin laughed heartily, reaching out to pull both women into his arms. He kissed each of their smooth foreheads. "What? Are my two wives jealous?"
"Who's jealous of you!" Zi Yan lightly punched him, yet she did not struggle free.
Cai Lin lazily leaned against his shoulder, tracing circles over his chest with her fingertip. Her tone carried a hint of teasing. "If we truly got jealous, we would have been angered to death by a flirt like you long ago. We're merely curious—how do you plan to comfort that noble Miss Xun'er next?"
As they chatted and laughed, a faint