Chapter 132: You Haven't Been Coveting My Beauty for Just a Day or Two

Heaven-Defying Little Demon Consort: Your Majesty, Take a Bite! A sheet of plain letter paper 1291 words 2026-04-13 23:34:32

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“Are you leaving already?” Ji Yin asked hurriedly.

“Can’t bear to part with me?”

“Can’t you think it over a little longer? Aside from using the teleportation array, is there really no other way to break through the formations?” Ji Yin was still unwilling to give up.

If she possessed that ability and could pass through every formation, just imagine how much she would gain!

“If I don’t use the teleportation array, I might not be able to finish locating all the formations in this second section even in a month.”

“All right, then. Go.”

“Why do you want to come with me?” Xuanyuan Ji could not bear to see her so disappointed.

“I told you, I want to come because I can’t bear to be separated from you. Do you believe me?”

“I do. It’s not as though you’ve only been coveting my good looks for a day or two.”

Ji Yin: “…”

Did he really have to be so conceited? What had happened to Xuanyuan Ji? He had clearly been an aloof, otherworldly figure, so how had he now acquired such a worldly streak?

Master, could you please keep up that icy demeanor of yours?

Xuanyuan Ji looked at Ji Yin, the scene from the illusion replaying itself again and again in his mind.

Why had he not broken the temporal illusion? Perhaps he had simply wanted to spend a little more time with her.

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After all, time there had been still, as though they could remain together until the end of the world…

Xuanyuan Ji raised his hand, and a ray of light appeared in the empty air. Turning around, he said softly to Ji Yin, “Wait for me.”

Ji Yin nodded gently.

The moment Xuanyuan Ji’s figure vanished, she immediately ran toward the crowd.

“Where is Young Master Mo?”

“Young Master Mo is here.” Ji Shaofeng noticed that something was wrong with Mo Chuan and immediately examined him.

“How is Young Master Mo? Is it serious?” Ji Yin crouched down and reached toward Mo Chuan’s forehead. “Why is he so hot?”

“Seventh Young Master, there is no need to worry. It is only the result of exhaustion over the past several days. My body has always been like this.” Mo Chuan’s tone carried a hint of disdain.

He did not ask to awaken any special power. All he wanted was a healthy body, yet even such a modest wish could not be granted.

“Xiao Qi, don’t worry. I just gave Young Master Mo some medicine. Let him rest for a while,” Ji Shaofeng said reassuringly.

“Mm.” Ji Yin nodded.

…

More than five hundred people had entered the mountains, but now fewer than two hundred remained. Ji Yun’s heart was unbearably heavy as he sat on a stone to one side, watching the others meditate with complete concentration.

Ji Yin walked over and sat beside him.

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“Why aren’t you meditating?”

“Meditation is useless for me,” Ji Yin replied. It was not that it was useless. Under these circumstances, Ji Yin simply had no need to meditate. The Little Demon would automatically channel spiritual energy into her body. Her soul power was already more than enough to break through the third tier, but she did not dare to advance.

“Sigh!” Ji Yun let out a long breath.

The Seven-Star Meridian no longer needed to absorb her soul power; it was already saturated. Once she broke through, the consequences would be impossible to predict.

It was better to preserve her soul power in case it was needed.

“You’ve changed so much already. It is all thanks to Young Master Xuanyuan. Your father is deeply gratified.”

Ji Yin secretly grumbled to herself. Xuanyuan Ji had truly gotten an enormous bargain. She, a great and powerful demon king, had actually become his disciple.

“Xiao Qi, am I really that useless as a father?”

“You pacified the threats beyond Crimson Feather and defended it against foreign enemies, making them afraid to invade Crimson Feather’s territory recklessly. How many lives have you saved indirectly? Who in Crimson Feather does not know of it?”

“But the losses we suffered after coming to Weaving Cloud Mountain were so severe. I could only watch these people disappear and die, without being able to do anything.”

Ji Yun might have been a fierce commander, but no one was perfect. He was not omnipotent.