Night Talk

Sea God Pavilion, Yun Ming's little wooden house.

When Ya Li pushed open the door, Yun Ming had already woken up. He lay quietly on the bed, his eyes vacant and dull as he stared blankly at the ceiling, motionless, surrounded by an unshakable melancholy.

Seeing this, Ya Li's heart suddenly clenched, and a wave of bitterness and heartache washed over her.

She knew that a crack had appeared in Yun Ming's invincible, indestructible Dao heart. Once certain things were lost, there was no going back...

But life had to go on.

They had a responsibility to protect peace throughout the world, but they also had their life together as husband and wife to live.

She walked over to the bed and helped Yun Ming sit against the headboard. Then, following the motions she remembered, she nestled into his arms, her head pressed against his chest.

"Yun Ming, you know, I just made a major decision. It's about the children we might have in the future."

Ya Li's calm, gentle words struck like a thunderclap, forcibly dragging Yun Ming back from his daze.

A dying man jolted upright in bed; Ya Li's shocking words had brought Yun Ming back to life.

Light returned to Yun Ming's vacant eyes. He suddenly grabbed Ya Li by the shoulders, his grip a little too tight, his manner somewhat urgent. His gaze burned as their eyes met.

Continuing the Heaven-Propping Douluo bloodline was also one of his deepest obsessions.

"What? Children? Li'er, you're not joking—... Go on, tell me everything..."

Yun Ming abruptly changed his tune. He really was interested now. He wanted to see what kind of bizarre folk remedy this was this time.

Ya Li recounted how she had acted first and reported later, then explained Su Jiu's method. The more Yun Ming heard, the darker his expression grew. By the end, his chest was heaving violently, and he was panting like an ox.

What the hell?!!!

They actually wanted the dignified current Sea God Pavilion Master, the Heaven-Propping Douluo, to change into a woman, turning him from a one into a zero. This was the ultimate humiliation. Leng Wuduan, who had come up with such an idea, deserved to die!

The idea was practically no different from the methods of an Evil Soul Master! Utterly dangerous! A violation of human decency!

"Yun Ming, for the sake of our children, I'm willing to do this. What about you?"

Ya Li gripped Yun Ming's arm tightly. The woman who had always been as tender as water was now all steel and certainty, as if she would accept only one predetermined answer.

"I, I... Li'er, th-this sort of thing needs careful consideration. Give me three days. In three days, I'll give you an answer."

Having read the Sea God Pavilion's secret records thoroughly, Yun Ming knew that there had indeed been a successful case ten thousand years ago. He immediately understood that the method had a very high chance of working.

But he couldn't bear to part with those two ounces of flesh. They were the last shred of dignity he had as the Heaven-Propping Douluo and Sea God Pavilion Master!

He hadn't been able to protect his master Tianjuan's dignity. Years after his death, that blond-haired Chen Xinjie had taken advantage of the situation and stolen Long Yeyue away.

Now that it was his turn, could he withstand the test?

Especially since the method had come from Su Jiu. At this very moment, Su Jiu must be eagerly hoping to see him become a woman. And then he'd join forces with Qiangu Dongfeng, who also deserved to die, the two of them putting their arms around each other's shoulders and conspiring to laugh at him!

"Yun Ming, I'm not young anymore, and neither are you. I don't want to grow old only to envy other people surrounded by children and grandchildren... Please think it over carefully."

After saying this, Ya Li slipped off her clothes, revealing a sexy, revealing one-piece nightdress. She lay languidly by the bed, transforming in an instant from a holy angel into a bewitching succubus, her alluring charm reaching its peak.

Ya Li understood that, when all was said and done, this depended mostly on Yun Ming. He was the one making the greatest sacrifice.

Not only physically, but mentally as well.

For these next few days, she would let Yun Ming charge into battle with his little brother, so the two of them could enjoy one last sweet double act before parting.

That night, Yun Ming's little house remained lit until dawn. This sort of thing brought Yun Ming no pleasure, nor did it ease the pressure weighing on his heart. Instead, he cried the entire night, weeping bitterly.

He was like an old steed in the stable, still yearning to gallop a thousand li—only to be crushed by cruel reality in the end, left with nothing but one helpless sigh after another, heavy with melancholy.

A man's dignity or children?

As the first rays of dawn fell over Sea God Lake, the scales in Yun Ming's heart seemed to have begun to tip.

Time returned to several hours earlier.

Beneath the cool moonlight, Gu Yue walked through the courtyard with a jar of freshly cooked tea eggs in her arms, a sweet smile playing on her lips.

"I'm setting off for Eastsea Academy tomorrow. I wonder if Old Su will be so grateful when he sees the breakfast I made for him in the morning that he'll repay me tenfold? Hehe~"

"I can't wait!"

At the same time, a cold glint flashed through her eyes. Tomorrow, she would be able to get close to the Golden Dragon King God Core.

According to Di Tian's investigation, this heaven-defying opportunity had appeared in the possession of an utterly 'ordinary' little boy.

Thinking back to how she'd nearly lost control of the fatal attraction between the Golden and Silver Dragon King bloodlines, killed him, and taken the core to become the Supreme Dragon God...

Thankfully, A-Jiu had stopped her just in time, before greed could drive her to it. They really had been a hair's breadth from death.

Afterward, following A-Jiu's analysis, Gu Yue learned that Tang Wulin was most likely Tang San's son. A God King's methods were bound to be devious beyond measure.

Even if she really did get the Golden Dragon King God Core, there was no way she could do so without paying a price. She might even wind up bloodied and dead halfway through. And if she went into seclusion to recover, what would she do about the Abyssal Plane lurking behind her like a pack of hungry wolves?

So Gu Yue accepted A-Jiu's suggestion to wait and watch, using stillness to control movement. Gu Yue was watching Old Tang, and Old Tang might well be watching Gu Yue too.

No one could say for sure whether Tang San would keep holding back his last chance to unleash the power of a peak First-Level God, waiting until the fully formed Gu Yuena took action to defeat the Abyssal Sage King and end the Abyssal threat.

At the moment the Silver Dragon King was gravely wounded and on the verge of death, he could still unleash an Unfixed Storm, followed by Tang Hao bringing down a seven-colored hammer from above. Wouldn't the Dragon God Bloodline still end up in the hands of the Tang family?

"Old Su, I know how good you've been to Gu Yuena. In her great mercy, Lady Gu Yue will reward you with ten percent of the Golden Dragon King essence~"

A glimmer of red flashed through her eyes. Had World-Shocking Wisdom just been triggered passively again?

Na'er's room.

"By the way, Na'er, how did you know I was A-Jiu? I don't think I gave anything away."

"Besides, Gu Yue doesn't seem to know either..."

Su Jiu pinched Na'er's soft cheek, genuinely curious about this.

"Um... intuition!"

"Brother A-Jiu, haven't you heard that a woman's sixth sense is mysterious—and pretty accurate?"

"Besides, I'm the human side of Gu Yuena. You could say I was born with a very high starting point in that department. There's no way that silly Gu Yue has Na'er's talent. She'd never figure it out."

Suddenly, a flash of wisdom gleamed in Na'er's eyes, so bright that Su Jiu couldn't bear to look straight at it.

"Oh, right, Brother A-Jiu, Gu Yue always refuses to admit when she's wrong, and she's such a tsundere."

"Being a tsundere is an illness; it needs to be cured. Why not use A-Jiu to play some tricks on her?"

Na'er's words left Su Jiu momentarily stunned. He knew Gu Yue didn't have a very favorable impression of Na'er.

But that was because the entire burden of the Soul Beasts had fallen on her shoulders. She'd had no choice but to put pressure on herself, and her emotions had gotten out of hand for a while.

But play tricks on Gu Yue?

Th-that was far too tempting!

"Fine, I promise, Na'er. This will be our little secret. Don't let Little Gu Yue know."

"Gu Yuena's main personality is asleep in Gu Yue's Sea of Consciousness, so don't worry."

At that moment, a seemingly harmless little white rabbit and a scheming big gray wolf struck a secret, unspeakable bargain.