The Land of Treasures

An Changyan heard these words and became dazed. She rubbed her fingers, her head bowing involuntarily, and she could not help but tremble slightly.

"Hoo~~ Alright!" She raised her head, her smile radiant.

Chen Beixun frowned slightly; at this moment, he felt that everything was both real and false, illusory and ethereal, a sensation he rarely experienced.

Emotion is a product of wisdom, yet not limited to it; it is as ethereal as a speck of dust, yet feels so close.

The two had never been this intimate, as if their souls were laid bare, flowing and merging together.

Emotion cannot be replaced by material things, yet it seems to arise from nothingness, glowing lonely in the pitch-black night sky, causing one to sigh endlessly whenever they look up. There was a time when Chen Beixun stopped pursuing it, but seeing others enjoy it, he felt such jealousy and longing.

"What's wrong?" An Changyan asked in a soft whisper.

"Nothing, I was just thinking," Chen Beixun said, though he muttered inwardly: Calm down, it is merely... a momentary impulse, a fascination with beauty, a common human frailty.

"Then when are we leaving?" An Changyan asked, her voice like the chanting of heaven, clear and soul-stirring.

"No, that's not it." Chen Beixun felt no desire in his heart; this state was clearly wrong, and it was definitely not a craving for beauty.

Seeing the other party remain silent, An Changyan asked again.

Chen Beixun raised his hand to stroke his forehead, trying to find an excuse to brush it off.

"Hehe... Your Highness, I was just joking earlier. There are dangers lurking ahead—" Chen Beixun was interrupted by An Changyan before he could finish.

"You were the one who suggested it!" An Changyan pointed at him, her tone accusatory and aggrieved.

Chen Beixun did not know how to respond for a moment and silently looked away.

Suddenly, he looked back at her, but still remained silent.

"What is wrong with you!" Seeing him looking so absent-minded, An Changyan could not help but feel deeply worried.

"Ha~~ Hoo." Chen Beixun let out a long breath and smiled: "Perhaps... my heart has grown weary."

"Your heart has grown weary?" An Changyan asked, puzzled.

In the ordinary universe-level, drifting through dangers and fighting for their lives, she had only ever seen physical exhaustion, rarely a weary heart.

"What exactly is going on with you?" An Changyan walked forward with concern.

Chen Beixun could not help but retreat a few steps, looking timid and shrinking.

"Huh?" A thought arose in An Changyan's mind: Could this guy have been possessed?

But a person's aura is unique.

An Changyan circled him, looking left and right, and dismissed the thought.

"Then... then, let's go explore together," Chen Beixun said, stuttering slightly.

An Changyan gathered her courage, reached out to brush his hair, and whispered: "Didn't you say you were just joking?"

It was as if Chen Beixun's ears were covered; he could only hear the thumping of his own heart.

The air seemed to solidify, and the two seemed to have forgotten that there were 21 other people behind them, with 42 eyes watching this scene.

Those people held their breath, staring at this scene in a daze.

No one dared to move, as if they were plaster statues.

An Changyan and Chen Beixun remained silent and motionless, simply gazing at each other, pure and chaste, the emotions between them drawing closer until they connected.

How sharp is the perception of a universe-level being? Both sensed every detail of the other, but within seconds, they also sensed the gazes of the people behind them.

"Damn it." Chen Beixun suddenly turned his head to the side.

A blush spread across An Changyan's cheeks, and she dared not move.

This was truly embarrassing.

At this moment, silence was the best sedative; time would carry away the emotional fluctuations and return everything to calm.

It is unknown how much time passed.

The atmosphere eased slightly, no longer as solidified as before.

"Hehe, for now, the main goal is to get out," Chen Beixun spoke first, his words somewhat forced, like a shy person with social anxiety.

"Uh... yes, yes, yes," the others echoed.

"Uh, then everyone, please enter my World Ring." After Chen Beixun finished speaking, he waved his hand, taking the guards into the World Ring.

At this moment, only two people remained in the space—Chen Beixun and An Changyan.

Seeing the guards taken into the World Ring, An Changyan felt a surge of joy, her breathing becoming rapid.

She was like a delicate fragrance or a magnet, both attracting Chen Beixun.

"Now... getting out is the priority." Chen Beixun brought reason to the forefront of his mind, yet he involuntarily pulled her into his arms.

"How ridiculous, just a smile, and I've fallen?" Chen Beixun felt as if he were floating in bliss.

Calm down! his remaining reason roared in his heart, but as his gaze fell upon An Changyan, he suddenly felt that nothing else mattered.

He gently stroked her hands, her face, and slowly delved into a taboo: the body.

At this moment, it was almost primitive, without the embellishment of wealth or status; it was simple, yet like Pandora's box, difficult to close.

An Changyan covered her face, watching the other's dazed expression through her fingers, and she began to sob.

Chen Beixun, who had been immersed in the moment, stopped at the sound of her sobbing; he felt a sudden sense of shame and took full responsibility for everything.

"I'm sorry..." Chen Beixun brushed away her crystalline tears and apologized sincerely.

Seizing this opportunity, An Changyan proposed the idea of him coming to her family.

Chen Beixun nodded, signaling his agreement.

An Changyan was both surprised and delighted, wanting to resume the storm, but she was refused by him.

A feeling of loss rose in her heart, but the thought of being able to see him every day replaced it with intoxicating joy.

"Then from now on, I am your—" An Changyan gathered her courage, but before she could finish, her mouth was covered by his hand.

"Shh!" Chen Beixun covered her mouth and made a gesture for silence, his eyes sharp as if facing a formidable enemy.

BOOM—

A sound like a mountain shattering exploded through the air.

The terrifying sound wave made their ears ache.

"Damn it!" Chen Beixun scooped up An Changyan and sprinted into the corridor.

Chen Beixun held her tight as he dashed through the complex, intersecting corridors.

"Gold Cloud Shuttle!" With a thought from Chen Beixun, the Gold Cloud Shuttle appeared before him. He stepped onto the Gold Cloud Shuttle and drove it frantically, unleashing an astonishing speed under the full force of his 43-point spiritual power amplitude.

An Changyan kept her eyes tightly shut; she could feel the whistling wind rushing past her ears.

"Faster!" Chen Beixun's expression was ferocious as he squeezed his spiritual power to the limit!

Abruptly, a speck of light appeared in the distance.

The speck grew larger and larger until it became an exit.

"We're here! We should be safe now!" Chen Beixun zoomed into it.

"Ah?!" Upon reaching the world outside the exit, he froze.

The scene before him was so shocking that he couldn't catch his breath.

An Changyan opened her eyes at this moment and was also deeply stunned.

"This... this!" Chen Beixun flew down to the ground, gazing out at the world before him.

Spaceships were parked haphazardly, with mountains of unidentified ores, treasures, and more piled up.

"Qishan... how much are all these... things worth?" Chen Beixun said excitedly.