Happiness

The moment Tang Yu pressed himself against her.

Amber froze where she stood for two seconds.

They had only just finished seriously discussing important matters.

Why was this guy pulling this again?

Feeling his breathing gradually grow heavier, Amber did not push him away. Instead, she smiled and asked, "How does it feel?"

"My heart is filled with nothing but gratitude."

Tang Yu shouted his thanks, then found their clothes somewhat bothersome, hindering their honest, in-depth exchange. He wanted to loosen them a little—or get rid of them altogether.

But before he could make another move, Amber had already slapped Tang Yu's hand away. After straightening her clothes, she looked at him in puzzlement.

"I just used a secret technique to peer into your state of mind and found that you really do follow your heart. You'd barely finished a life-or-death battle, and you were already thinking about this?"

"What do you mean, 'this'? This is the relief of surviving a crisis together after narrowly escaping death. Think about it—if I hadn't been able to call over an Immortal Emperor for help, wouldn't we have been doomed this time?"

Tang Yu retorted.

Amber nodded. According to their original plan, the worst-case scenario had only been the Edgeless Sect's ancestor breaking through into the Mahayana Realm. The existence of that cultivator surnamed Wu from the Heaven-Slaying Sect had truly been outside their plans.

Two Mahayana cultivators were enough to make any one of the seven great sects choke down far more than they could swallow.

"Since we survived such a close brush with death, isn't it perfectly normal to celebrate being alive and having better days ahead by holding each other?"

Tang Yu said earnestly, "Don't you usually read books or anything? After men and women overcome hardships together, they have