Chapter 95
"Who is speaking? And who are they?"
Before they could even follow the sound to find the wicked banshee, the world before them suddenly spun around and became hazy.
In just a moment, Ye Zhenzhen returned to her former safe world, a world where she didn't need to cultivate.
"I actually traveled back in time?" She pinched her cheek in disbelief. Was she dreaming? She was back in her home before she traveled back in time, lying on her familiar little bed.
After getting up in the morning, she didn't want to go to school, so she persuaded her best friend to go fishing in a nearby river. The two not only caught several big fish and had a lot of fun, but also jumped into the river to swim.
In the evening, she returned home soaking wet, her heart pounding with fear, expecting her strict parents to scold her severely as before, beating her until her skin was bruised and bleeding.
Unexpectedly, her mother smiled and said, "If you don't want to study, then you don't have to study today. My daughter, you must be tired after catching so many fish. I'll go and grill some fish for you."
For the first time ever, her father smiled at her, saying, "After dinner, Dad will play your favorite game, pitch-pot, with you."
As she ate the delicious grilled fish and looked at her parents' loving faces, she couldn't help but wonder: how had her parents, who used to beat and scold her at the drop of a hat, suddenly changed?
But the scene before her was one she had longed for countless times in her heart. She didn't want to think about it anymore, so she happily finished the meal with her parents and then played pitch-pot with them.
Her father, who was rarely seen, made a rare appearance this time to play with her. Seeing how well she threw the arrows, he praised her for the first time ever, saying, "You've surpassed your father! My daughter is amazing; you threw even better than me!"
Ye Zhenzhen:?
My father actually praised me!
She was overjoyed and went up to hug her father, then hugged her mother, acting like a little girl.
Strangely, the parents suddenly turned their heads, and their faces overlapped with those of Ye Ruheng and Xie Jingshu. The world before them was a blur of light and shadow, making it impossible to distinguish who were the parents of the past and who were the parents of the present.
No, this is an illusion!
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly sensed something was wrong and, without hesitation, plunged the two swords, the Second-in-Command and the Little Third, into the chests of her "parents" in front of her. Just as a mirror was shattered, her parents' figures completely vanished, and she returned to the real world.
"Junior Sister, you're awake!" Ye Qingchuan held her in his arms with concern, coaxing her awake.
Ye Qingchuan's Dao Heart was steadfast, and he was free from desires. He saw through the illusion and woke up within a few minutes. Ye Qingyao and Ye Zhenzhen followed suit, but two other people remained trapped in the illusion and did not wake up for a long time.
Those were Jiang Wan and Ye Qingchuan.
Jiang Wan returned to the day she confessed her feelings to Ye Qinghui.
She stood under a red plum tree, dressed in a red dress, her face flushed with shyness, and told him that she liked him and wanted to become his future dao companion.
It was as if the ice that had stood for millennia had finally melted, and a rare smile bloomed on his face as he said with infinite tenderness, "Jiang Wan, I have found someone I want to protect for the rest of my life."
Who is it?
He suddenly approached, took her hand, and said, "That person is you."
She looked up shyly and met his affectionate eyes.
Suddenly, the laughter of the Immortal-Ending Hall erupted nearby. Those cheeky sisters, how could they have appeared so inopportunely when she and Ye Qinghui were holding hands for the first time, cheering and jeering, "Kiss! Kiss!"
The woman, who was always bold and unrestrained, shyly tried to pull her hand away, but he cupped her cheeks in his hands, bent down, and kissed her.
His kiss started cool and gentle, then turned domineering, passionate, and aggressive. He exuded a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, making her dizzy and completely losing her senses.
"Jiang Wan, wake up!" Ye Qinghui shook her arm, continuously channeling spiritual energy into her Spiritual Platform.
As a powerful aura of purity flowed in, Ye Qinghui before Jiang Wan gradually changed, transforming into Jiang Kui's scarred face. With a lewd smile, Jiang Kui grabbed her arm and said, "Beauty, since you've kissed me, you're mine now."
"Help! I didn't just kiss you! I don't want to marry you!" Jiang Wan opened her eyes as if waking from a nightmare, desperately hitting the person in front of her.
Upon realizing that the person in front of her was Ye Qinghui, she suddenly understood that she had just entered an illusion. Embarrassed, she blushed deeply and quickly lowered her hand, saying, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ye."
She didn't know how to explain her inexplicable loss of control just now.
"It's nothing," Ye Qinghui said indifferently, completely ignoring the shy and timid look on the woman's face.
Now, only Ye Qingchuan is trapped in the illusion.
The illusion first wove a beautiful dream for him: to kill the Demon Venerable and become the new Demon Venerable. However, this dream did not seem to be able to hold him back; instead, it showed signs that he was about to awaken.
Soon, he found himself in another scene.
At night, he and she stood in the Far North, amidst the ice and snow, admiring the magnificent aurora borealis while releasing Kongming Lantern.
She clasped her hands together devoutly and made a wish to the beautiful night sky. "One life, one love, one partner." He grabbed the arm of the person next to him, his gaze burning and his heart pounding, and said, "One life, one love, one partner, is not as good as cherishing the person before you. Stay with me forever, don't leave me, marry me, okay?"
The person looked up, and it was Ye Zhenzhen's face after she grew up.
The little girl has grown up; the two little pigtails on her head are gone, replaced by double buns tied with yellow ribbons. The baby fat on her face has faded, but her eyes are still round and bright, and her eyelashes flutter like little butterflies, making her look lively and cute, with a touch more girlish charm and allure.
"No." She refused him without hesitation.
"What did you say?" He approached her step by step, glancing sideways at her with his Auspicious Phoenix Eyes, and coldly pressed her against the tree next to him.
He squinted, inhaling the delicate fragrance of Daffodil emanating from her, while pinching her chin with his hand and asking with a dangerous glint in his eyes, "If you won't marry me, then who will you marry?"