"If I said I didn't want it, that would be a lie!"
"Even if I could fool others, I couldn't fool my own heart."
As Cheng Buzheng spoke each word, his gaze drifted into the distance, his tone filled with melancholy and loss.
However!
Cheng Buzheng seemed not to notice that the look his wife gave him was growing increasingly dangerous, as though blazing fury was brewing within her.
Catching this from the corner of his eye, Cheng Buzheng abruptly changed his tone!
"However!"
"If I did not have you by my side, then what would it matter even if I possessed greater power and a more profound cultivation?"
"I would still be nothing more than a lonely powerhouse!"
"If that were the case, then I would rather not become such a powerhouse at all!"
Turning around, Cheng Buzheng looked into Murong Wanwan's beautiful eyes and spoke with deep affection.
Upon hearing this.
Murong Wanwan, whose heart had just been brewing with blazing fury, felt as though she had eaten an ice pop in the height of summer—utterly refreshed.
"...Husband!"
Murong Wanwan could not help but call out tenderly.
After they lingered together for a while!
Murong Wanwan seemed to think of something.
She then raised her delicate head, looked at Cheng Buzheng so close before her, and said softly:
"Husband, you took the opportunity within the Secret Realm. Those powerhouses will not simply let this go!"
"How about we take out a spiritual plant, and you secretly return to Xianyang Tower and use the power of the Realm Stele to shape it into a 'Creation Heavenly Rhythm Vine' with the power of heaven and earth!
"When the time comes, do this... then this... and then this..."
The more Murong Wanwan spoke, the more excited she became, her eyes shining