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At this moment, Bao Liang finally appeared outside the Mingde Hall.

As soon as he appeared, he was immediately recognized by the guards stationed outside the palace.

The guard's eyes widened immediately, and without a word, he turned and ran wildly into the hall, shouting, "Bao Liang is back!! Young Master Bao Liang is back!!"

The entire Mingde Hall was immediately abuzz with excitement.

The crowd, who had been sitting in the main hall in a daze, were startled almost simultaneously, and then turned their heads in unison to look towards the hall entrance.

The next second, Meng Hongchen suddenly stood up, her face turning deathly pale.

"A-Liang--!"

She didn't care about anything else and rushed towards the palace gate like a madwoman.

Bao Liang stepped through the gate, he bumped into a soft, warm body.

The familiar scent and body temperature instantly enveloped him.

Meng Hongchen hugged him tightly, her arms wrapped around him so tightly he could hardly breathe, and her whole body trembled slightly.

She buried her face in his chest, desperately inhaling his scent, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear again.

"A-Liang... where have you been?!"

Meng Hongchen choked back tears as she questioned him, her voice filled with the fear, worry, and grievance she had suppressed for three months, "Do you know how worried I was about you these past three months? Do you know how much I almost thought... thought I would never see you again?!"

Bao Liang. He quickly wrapped his arms around her, gently patted her back, and whispered soothingly, "I'm sorry, Sister Meng, I didn't mean to."

"There are some things I need to take care of in seclusion, and I can't get away right now, so I haven't had a chance to tell you."

"Seclusion?!" Meng Hongchen looked up abruptly, tears welling in her eyes. "He didn't even tell me he was going into seclusion for three months?!"

"I didn't expect to be in seclusion for so long..." Bao Liang said sheepishly. "I originally thought I'd be out in ten days or half a month at most, but who knew something unexpected would happen, and it's been delayed for three months."

"An accident? What accident?!" Meng Hongchen immediately asked, her eyes filled with heartache.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you in detail later," Bao Liang said gently. "Don't cry, be good."

"I'm not crying!" Meng Hongchen immediately blinked hard, desperately trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes, but two crystal tears still slid down her cheeks.

Bao Liang's heart softened at the sight, and he couldn't help but bend down and gently wipe away her tears.

This scene immediately caught the attention of everyone in the hall, eliciting a burst of good-natured laughter.

"Alright, alright, stop being so lovey-dovey in the main hall." Xiao Hongchen coughed deliberately and joked, "We single dogs are still here, can't you take care of our hearts?"

"Go away, you single dog, stop causing trouble here." Meng Hongchen blushed and glared at her, but still clung tightly to Bao Liang's arm, as if afraid he would run away again.

Jing Hongchen also stepped forward, sizing up Bao Liang, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

With his keen insight, he instantly perceived the transformative change in Bao Liang.

Not only did his aura become more composed and reserved, but his entire demeanor also subtly exuded a transcendent air of looking down upon all living beings.

Most importantly, the amount of vital energy and blood in his body was so abundant that it was almost terrifying, giving people a feeling of natural perfection and flawlessness.

Jing Hongchen was secretly astonished: What exactly did this kid go through in the past three months? It caused such a huge change in his cultivation and temperament!

"A-Liang, you must have gained a lot from this seclusion, right?" Jing Hongchen asked with a smile.

"It's not bad." Bao Liang smiled, but thought to himself: I've gained a lot.

Ye Yulin stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, laughing and scolding, "You little rascal, you scared us to death!"

"If you dare to play like that again, I'll be the first to not let you off the hook."

"I understand, I understand." Bao Liang nodded repeatedly.

The atmosphere inside the hall immediately became joyful and harmonious.

After three months of suppression, Mingde Hall has finally regained its former vitality.

Once everyone had calmed down a bit, Bao Liang turned his gaze to Meng Hongchen and lowered his voice, saying, "Sister Meng, I have something to tell you tonight, just between us."

Meng Hongchen's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately nodded. "Okay, let's talk about it back in the room."

She could naturally sense that Bao Liang's seclusion this time was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The transformation was so obvious that it couldn't have been caused by simply increasing one's cultivation level.

Moreover, the look in his eyes when he looked at her just now carried a hint of solemnity that she couldn't quite describe.

Night gradually enveloped Mingdu.

Once only the two of them were left in the room, Bao Liang finally told Meng Hongchen everything that had happened over the past three months, without holding anything back.

From Electrolux's awakening to the fusion of the Gold of Life and the Heart of Creation, from the reshaping of the heart to the Martial Soul Evolution, and then to the negotiations with the Snow Empress... he recounted every detail without missing a single word.

After hearing this, Meng Hongchen was completely stunned.

Although she already knew that Bao Liang was hiding many secrets, she never expected that what he had experienced in the past three months was a gamble between life and death.

If anything went wrong, he would truly die in that secret room and never see her again.

Thinking of this, Meng Hongchen could no longer hold back and suddenly threw herself into Bao Liang's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You bastard... do you know how scared I was?!" She pounded her fist on his chest, sobbing uncontrollably, "You're just pushing yourself to your death like this, don't you even think about what will happen to me?!"

Bao Liang held her tightly, letting her vent, his heart filled with self-reproach. "I'm sorry, Sister Meng, I was too selfish."

"But at that time, I had no choice but to take this gamble."

"Don't do it again!" Meng Hongchen stubbornly wiped away her tears. "If something like this happens again, you must tell me first, no matter what! Even if I can't help, at least I can be there for you!"

"Okay, I promise you." Bao Liang nodded solemnly.

After a long while, Meng Hongchen finally calmed down, looked up at him, and asked with red eyes, "Then what you said... about helping me completely eradicate the cold poison, is that true?"

"Absolutely true." Bao Liang nodded with a smile. "In a couple of days, I'll take you to see your master."

"At that time, your master will intervene, using the Power of Creation to help you achieve Fortune Follows Misfortune."

"At that time, the cold poison in your body, along with the lingering trace in your blood, will be completely eradicated."

"And..." Bao Liang paused, a burning glint in his eyes, "After we find the Ice God Temple, the Snow Empress will also Sacrifice for you."

"At that time, you will not only be able to completely rid yourself of the cold poison, but also truly embark on the path to godhood."

Meng Hongchen was stunned. "The Snow Empress... agreed?"

"I agree," Bao Liang said with a smile.

Meng Hongchen stared at him blankly, then suddenly chuckled, "You really are incredibly audacious."

"They actually dare to fool even the capital of the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North."

"Who said it was a scam?" Bao Liang feigned displeasure. "I'm sincerely looking to cooperate!"

"Okay, okay, let's cooperate." Meng Hongchen smiled sweetly and nestled into his arms. "Anyway, thank you, A-Liang."

"No need to thank me," Bao Liang said in a low voice. "You are the most important person in my life, so naturally I will protect you."

The two embraced in silence for a long, long time.

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high, casting its silvery light that quietly envelops the entire Mingdu.

Deep within the Divine Realm, Tang San stared intently at the projection of Douluo Star, his eyes burning with an almost manic rage.

"The Power of Creation... who is it?! You have already chosen your own death! This God King will find you! I will grind you to dust!"