Sword, come!

Luo Yuheng stared blankly at the roof, his pupils seemingly unfocused.

There's a feeling of waking up from a deep sleep, with a foggy mind and no idea where you are.

The last time she felt this way was when she was a young girl.

Luo Yuheng exhaled, focused his mind, stabilized his Primordial Spirit, and began to introspect, accepting the memories of the past seven days.

The seven personalities represent her as she was consumed by karmic fire, and can be termed "inner demons."

Now that the karmic fire has subsided, the memories of the seven personalities are beginning to surface one by one.

Luo Yuheng felt that whatever happened between her and Xu Qi in the past few days, she could accept it.

First of all, there is no doubt that she has feelings for Xu Qi'an. Therefore, there is no possibility that she dislikes him.

Secondly, in order to leave herself no way out, during her first dual cultivation session, she spent a night with Xu Qi'an as the dominant personality.

There won't be a situation where you wake up and find yourself having slept with a strange man for seven whole days.

Finally, she even gave him her body; for the next seven days, it was nothing more than repeated dual cultivation.

"When I first cultivated with him, I was mostly resistant. But after I've absorbed the memories of these seven days, I might be able to accept him and won't feel awkward or embarrassed anymore."

As Luo Yuheng pondered this, fragments of memories began to flash through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The first thing she "remembered" was the memory of the "angry" personality.

Images flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern. In her memory, she glared at Xu Qi'an coldly, was quick to anger, and her willful manner made even Xu Qi'an frown.

"Still the same old her, hot-tempered. She represents my last bit of stubbornness, my unwillingness to succumb to the karmic fire of a man who lacks sufficient affection. She actually chose to suppress her anger independently, refusing dual cultivation—very irrational."

"Well, his attitude was alright. He didn't show much dissatisfaction because of my temper and irritability."

Luo Yuheng nodded secretly, feeling that the "Angry" personality was too emotional and not rational enough, while secretly pleased with Xu Qi'an's good attitude.

At this moment, a scene flashed by: in the dead of night, Xu Qi'an forcibly broke into the bedroom, "seduced" the angry person, and the two wrestled on the bed. Then, her clothes were stripped off piece by piece, revealing her snow-white and voluptuous body.

Luo Yuheng raised an eyebrow, somewhat annoyed.

"However, what he said makes sense. If the Angry Personality refuses to practice dual cultivation, and the other Personalities are the same, I'm doomed. He forced his way in without knowing about the other Personalities, which was also for my sake."

Luo Yuheng forced himself to believe it.

Well, that's how Luo Yuheng's day with his angry personality came to an end. Although there were some minor setbacks, overall, he could accept it.

"What personality will I be next?" she muttered to herself, a little unsure of herself.

The emergence of the seven personality types is random, unpredictable, and without any pattern.

Soon, a scene flashed by, and Luo Yuheng knew which personality had appeared second.

Want!

In the scene, she woke up early and deliberately put her thigh on Xu Qi'an's waist, enticing him to cultivate with her.

A whole day and night passed by like that.

How shameless! How shameless! Luo Yuheng's face flushed red, blood rushed to her face, and she felt an urge to disappear into the ground. Embarrassed, she curled her toes and tensed her whole body.

She knew that a person with a lustful personality might be a little, a little promiscuous, but she never expected them to be so shameless.

Luo Yuheng absolutely refused to acknowledge that this was herself.

After the desire personality comes the fear personality. As soon as the fear personality appears, it pesters Xu Qi'an, who has been working hard for a day and a night, to cultivate.

Luo Yuheng clearly "saw" Xu Qi'an finish his dual cultivation and slip out of the room, his face pale.

Seeing Xu Qi'an like this, the Imperial Advisor felt a mix of emotions and even thought to himself, "He's been wronged."

But this thought was quickly shattered by a series of memories. She saw Xu Qi'an bullying the fearful personality, and then the sorrowful personality came online.

I'm old enough to be your mother.

"My twenty years of hardship have not been in vain; I refused to compromise with Emperor Yuanjing. Once your journey through the martial world is over, we will officially become dao companion."

"Say you love me."

"Hate."

"Quickly call Xu Lang."

"Xu, Xu Lang."

Xu Lang?!

Luo Yuheng swayed, dumbfounded. Her body trembled slightly, and her lips quivered as well.

What have I done? How can I ever hold my head up in front of him again?

That wasn't the end of it. Ai, feeling sorry for herself, poured out her heart to him, telling him about her inner journey, saying that she had wanted to get close to him for a long time, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, and she was torn and distressed.

Later, when he took the initiative to contact her, she burst into tears of joy.

"This is slander!" Luo Yuheng was furious.

In the the Unseen, she felt that her past image had completely collapsed and was gone forever.

The shameful part was yet to come: the sorrowful personality was already deeply in love with the man surnamed Xu, while the loving personality was completely devoted to him.

Luo Yuheng "saw" her being manipulated into various positions in the small inn.

These are not methods of cultivation from High Antiquity bedroom arts; it's purely Xu's abuse of her.

This is outrageous! This is outrageous! Luo Yuheng felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

Call!

She took a slow, deep breath to calm herself, her gaze somewhat vacant as she stared at a point in the room, murmuring to herself:

"Since I've decided to cultivate with him, I've already considered him my future dao companion. Calling him 'Xu Lang' isn't an exaggeration."

"Between dao companion, the pleasures of love are only natural; there's no need to worry about it."

"At least, at least this is between him and me; no one else knows about it."

Suddenly, a memory appeared, showing Li Miaozhen from Huaiqing, Lin'an, and two female disciples of the supervisor sitting at a table in a room.

"I know that some of you like Xu Lang, some have feelings for him, and some secretly harbor affections for him. But after tonight, I hope you will put away any thoughts you shouldn't have."

"Xu Lang, say something!"

Luo Yuheng was like a stone statue, weathering away inch by inch in the wind.

She sat silently for a long time, devoid of joy or sorrow. At one point, she extended her right hand and said in a voice without any emotional fluctuation:

"Sword, come!"

The rusty iron sword flew out of the pool and landed in Luo Yuheng's hands.

The Imperial Preceptor rode a golden light as she rushed out of Lingbao Temple. Her departure was decisive and heroic, like a female general heading to the battlefield with the courage to perish together with her enemies.

At the Xu Residence, Auntie yawned as she scolded the energetic little boy who had woken her up early in the morning.

"Can't you be a little more considerate? You're making a ruckus before dawn. I feed you and clothe you just so you can disturb people's sleep so early in the morning?"

My aunt stood with her hands on her hips, her words flowing like a river.

The little boy stood before her, head bowed, humbly admitting his mistake.

Do you know you're wrong?

"I know I was wrong."

"Will you dare to do it again next time?"

"I won't dare again."

Tell me, what did you do wrong?

"Mom, what did I do wrong?" the little boy asked, not understanding.

The aunt nearly choked on her breath, slumped down weakly, one hand on her forehead, and said, utterly exhausted:

"Get out, get out! I don't want to see you!"

"Okay!" Xu Lingyin skipped and hopped outside.

"Mother, there are immortals."

She stopped at the entrance of the hall and exclaimed, "What a beautiful fairy!"

The aunt walked over blankly and saw a woman of unparalleled beauty standing in the small courtyard outside the hall, dressed in a feathered robe and carrying a rusty iron sword.

My aunt herself is a fairy, and upon seeing this woman, she felt a sense of kinship.

Where is Xu Qi'an?

The woman spoke each word clearly.

Her face was expressionless, but her voice was squeezed out from between her teeth, sounding somewhat like she was gritting her teeth.

The aunt didn't recognize the woman, even though she had heard of the Imperial Preceptor's reputation.

"Ningyan left before dawn. Who are you, young lady, and what business do you have with him?" the aunt answered cautiously.

"Did they say where they were going?" Luo Yuheng's face was terribly grim.

"No."

As soon as the aunt finished answering, golden light shone in her pupils, and the woman flew away riding on the golden light.

Far to the northwest of the capital, on an official road, Mu Nanzhi rode on the back of a mare, her hands resting on the saddle, wearing a fox fur cloak, squinting as she gazed into the distance.

There were two other riders beside him, Miao Youfang and Li Lingsu.

The former was Xu Qi'an's follower, and thus followed him. The latter, the Holy Son's ultimate goal for this journey through the martial world was to reach the capital.

In the capital, there was a Daoist master named Luo Yuheng, the most beautiful woman in the Great Feng, the Princess of Zhenbei, and a group of courtesans from the Imperial Academy of Music), among others.

Unfortunately, life is unpredictable, and for him, the capital was nothing but a place of sorrow.

Since that's the case, I have no choice but to embark on a journey of wandering the world again, a journey of detachment from worldly affairs.

However, Tianzong now intends to capture him and imprison him in the mountains, and even worse things may happen.

Li Lingsu felt that she had been driven to a dead end and that the only way to overcome the calamity coming from her sect was to transcend all emotions.

Before reaching the point of forgetting emotions, it was clearly safer to follow Xu Qi'an, as it would alleviate pressure from both his confidante and his sect.

As for her junior sister Li Miaozhen, in order to prove that she did not secretly admire Xu Qi'an, she decided to stay away from the scumbag.

But Li Lingsu sensed something was amiss. Given her junior sister's personality, if she and Xu Qi'an were truly innocent, she would rather travel together.

That despicable Xu Qi'an!

"Brother Yang, I will keep an eye on him and recount to you everything he has done, down to the smallest detail."

In the morning light, Li Lingsu turned her head and gazed towards the direction of the capital.

The last reason he followed Xu Qi'an was that he was entrusted by his sworn brother Yang Qianhuan to secretly monitor Xu Qi'an.

Miao Youfang noticed that both of them were gazing in the direction of the capital and asked in bewilderment:

Why didn't Senior Xu travel with us?

When we're out in public, to be on the safe side, we should call him Xu Qian.

Mu Nanzhi replied, "He said he was going to see someone."

Who is it?

"Someone who has been incredibly kind to him."

"Oh oh."

Taking the opportunity, Li Lingsu interjected, "Madam Xu, what about that little fox demon?"

He still admired the most beautiful woman in the Great Feng Dynasty, but since she was already taken, the Holy Son could only bury his admiration in his heart.

Of course, his great awareness is related to Mu Nanzhi's current ordinary appearance.

If the princess were to reveal her true face, no man could resist her charm. Even if her man were Xu Qi'an, countless heroes would bravely wield hoes without fear of death.

Mu Nanzhi smirked. "I asked it to deliver a message to a few little bitches."

During the period when someone is consumed by karmic fire, they will be tormented by the "seven emotions" and become unlike themselves.

Mu Nanzhi had promised her that she would keep it a secret and not tell anyone.

Anyway, Shirahime isn't human.

What does Bai Ji's loose tongue have to do with Mu Nanzhi?

Luo Yuheng patrolled the capital city area but found no trace of Xu the thief. He focused his attention on the talisman and discovered that he had lost contact with it.

In other words, she could no longer find Xu Qi'an.

I'll settle the score with you next month!

Luo Yuheng gritted his teeth.

She rode back to Lingbao Temple in a golden light.

No sooner had he returned than a disciple arrived, standing outside the courtyard and calling out loudly:

"The Daoist Master, Prince Lin'an, Prince Huaiqing, and Li Miaozhen of the Tianzong Sect have all sent you three letters."

letter?

Luo Yuheng frowned slightly and said, "Bring it here."

The disciple in Daoist robes stepped into the courtyard, took out three letters from his robes, respectfully handed them over, and then left the courtyard.

Luo Yuheng flicked his finger, and three letters flew out of the envelopes at the same time, unfolding in mid-air.

From left to right, the letter reads:

May you grow old together!

May we be forever united!

May you have a son soon!

Luo Yuheng's breath caught in her throat. She felt as if she had been publicly executed, ridiculed, and subtly insulted. An overwhelming sense of shame engulfed her.

The three letters arrived at such a coincidence, as if they were sent specifically to deliver the final blow.

The door to the secret chamber of the Bureau of Astronomy was pushed open.

Xu Qi'an carried the wine pot, tiptoed in, and turned around to close the door.

Morning light streamed through the lattice window. The room was spacious and simply furnished, with a square table and a simple wooden bed.

Therefore, it appears somewhat empty.

Xu Qi'an walked slowly to the bedside and silently looked at the sleeping man on the bed.

He wore an exquisitely crafted blue robe, had handsome features, graying temples, and fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, indicating that he was no longer young.

"They look so alike, almost identical. It's a pity they lack vital energy; it's just an ordinary physical body."

Xu Qi'an grinned and said, "Duke Wei, I've come to see you and brought you some wine. I'm about to leave the capital to continue collecting dragon energy. Before I go, I'd like to talk to you for a while."

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