A Bountiful Harvest

When Elysian Heaven saw the old man's phantom suddenly surge from Lin Qi's soul, she instinctively fled from him. Her petite, slender body drew out a long black trail through the air, formed from thousands upon thousands of overlapping shadows, as she silently retreated.

In the blink of an eye, Elysian Heaven had withdrawn three li. Her speed was simply incredible—even faster than Alda and Bilibili's full-speed charge. Alda and Bilibili were both demons skilled in flight, and their natural speed far surpassed that of humans at the same level. Yet Elysian Heaven retreated even faster than those two Saint-realm demons, proving just how astonishing her strength was—and how wondrous the cultivation method she practiced.

But she had still retreated too late. Just as her body drew out that long black shadow and fell back, Lin Qi had already swallowed her soul imprint in a single gulp.

A vast torrent brimming with divine aura surged from the depths of Elysian Heaven's soul. Her body abruptly stiffened, and layer upon layer of afterimages slowly faded away. She stood blankly beneath a flowering tree several li away. The eastern dawn happened to shine upon her, setting off her delicate and lovely features until she seemed especially ethereal, like a flower sprite from legend that appeared only at night.

A heartfelt smile rippled across Elysian Heaven's face. In that instant, an unprecedented, boundless joy enveloped her entire body. She looked at Lin Qi with incomparable worship. He was her heaven, he was her earth. From this moment onward, Lin Qi was her all, her life; the meaning of her existence was Lin Qi.

To please him, serve him, and protect him at any cost—this would be the value of Elysian Heaven's life from now on.

She softly knelt to the ground and devoutly