"I was the Saintess of a Hidden Holy Race, bearing a mission from birth, with an arranged marriage set since I was young."
"They’re coming to take back tomorrow, and if I don’t leave ahead of ti, there’s no way they’d just let marry you—hell, to protect my reputation, they might even wipe you out."
"If I could, I’d love to stay with you every single day, just wrapped up together all the ti."
Ziran, after a silent minute of sobbing, explained with utter despair.
Xiao Ye suddenly understood, *so Ziran had only left to protect him!*
*His anger faded, a wave of bittersweet pain washing over him. All these injustices, all these challenges—Ziran had carried them alone. They were already man and wife; this should be sothing for both of them to bear, but she’d shouldered it alone.*
Xiao Ye patted her back and tried to comfort her, saying, "Don’t worry, they can’t kill ,"
"I’ve got the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox’s nine perfect Nirvanas, its unlimited regeneration, the Zhulong’s endless attribute inheritance and reincarnation. Plus, I’ve got you and Yunxi, both Saint Realms, and Tang Hao and Elder Tang at Quasi-Emperor Great Perfection."
"They can’t kill !"
Ziran’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, and she said in disbelief, "You seriously have that many ways to stay alive?"
Xiao Ye pinched her breathtakingly pure and pretty cheek with a grin, saying, "Yup, I’m real hard to kill, so quit worrying about so much."
*Ziran’s anxious heart eased a little, but she couldn’t drop it entirely, and said,*
"You have no idea how powerful the Hidden Holy Race and Hidden Emperor Race are. Those resurrection tricks, none of them can do a damn thing to them. They’ll just capture you, seal you away in Oblivion, strip away your consciousness, seal your soul—then what are you gonna do?"
Xiao Ye’s lips twitched. He shot back, "I’ve still got you and Yunxi, two Saint Realms."
Yunxi, hugging her massive chest, nodded and grinned, saying, "Yeah, there’s the two of us at Saint Realm too!"
Ziran shook her head and said, half-mocking herself, "We’re only at Tier One Saint Realm, we just got here. How could we possibly compete with a Hidden Holy Race that’s been building power for hundreds of thousands of years?"
Xiao Ye stubbornly argued, "I also have Elder Tang, Quasi-Emperor Great Perfection! I just can’t believe even Elder Tang couldn’t resist them."
Ziran rolled her eyes, saying, "The Hidden Emperor Race has actual Quasi-Emperor Realm mbers at their peak. Not just soul bodies either,"
"Soul bodies at Quasi-Emperor Great Perfection are way weaker than the peak Quasi-Emperor Realms of the Hidden Emperor Race. There’s no way they’re a match."
"Besides, soul bodies are a special case. The Hidden Emperor Race has all sorts of tricks just to deal with them."
Xiao Ye: "..."
*Yunxi realized just how serious this was, and her expression darkened.*
Ziran let go of Xiao Ye, her beautiful eyes resolute, and said, "If I go alone, everyone else will be safe. Xiao Ye, let go!"
"Otherwise, you and your beast girls, you’ll all end up dood."
*Xiao Ye fell silent. By Ziran’s logic, letting her leave really did seem like the best option.*
*But he just couldn’t take it—who knew when they’d see each other again after this?*
*His talent was Mythical Level, unrivaled over all eras, but he’d only been cultivating for less than a year. His realm wasn’t high—he’d just reached Great Venerable Realm.*
*If he had a hundred years, Hidden Holy Race or Hidden Emperor Race? Wouldn’t even matter!*
Ziran took a step back, trying to sound relaxed, and said,
"Relax, I’m not marrying that fiancé. I’ll only ever have you as my husband."
"After I return to accept the inheritance and cultivate with everything I’ve got, I’ll try to be the first to advance to Emperor Realm, reign over Blue Star—I’ll co find you the minute I do."
"Or, whenever you reach Emperor Realm and are unbeatable on Blue Star, then you can co find . By then, nothing will stand between us. No one could ever keep us apart, no one would even dare!"
She pulled out a tablet from her storage ring and stuffed it into Xiao Ye’s hand, smiling,
"If you ever start missing , just open up the tablet and watch the videos I’ve recorded for you,"
"I promise you’ll love it!"
Then she took out a life-sized doll, just like those silicone ones, modeled exactly after herself.
This doll was basically Ziran’s twin—the sa flawless skin, and a figure that was explosive even for a Saint Realm breakthrough.
She wore a purple dress, with flowing purple hair.
"I made it myself, using over a dozen special rare materials at Supre Great Perfection level. It’s exactly like —every little detail on the body is identical."
"If you ever miss , you can hug this little Ziran doll, or do anything else you like with her. She’s got all the functions you can think of."
"This dress on little Ziran cos off, you know."
Ziran handed little Ziran to him.
Xiao Ye hugged the doll, holding the tablet in his other hand, mouth twitching uncontrollably.
Yunxi just stared blankly, listening in a daze, completely baffled.
Ziran huffed and said, "Xiaoxi, don’t think you’re all that just because your figure’s nice now. Back when I was at my peak, you couldn’t hold a candle to . The little Ziran doll has the exact figure I had at my very best!"
Yunxi wasn’t too bothered about her own figure, so she just shrugged indifferently.
Ziran flashed a smug smile. After fixing her template, she was still a tiny bit vain, though it wasn’t nearly as bad as before.
"Alright, I’ve said my piece. Xiao Ye, I have to go, I’m heading back." Ziran gave Xiao Ye a deep, lingering look.
Xiao Ye’s face darkened as he barked, "Stop right there!"
Ziran’s body trembled, her eyes turning misty with tears, but she turned resolutely and flew off into the distance.
Xiao Ye quickly called out, "Yunxi, grab her and tie her up."
Yunxi shook her head, "Ziran’s choice was the best one—this way you two won’t get hurt or end up hunted by those Hidden Races,"
"I may not know everything about the Hidden Races, but from what Ziran said, their Holy Race has a history of hundreds of thousands of years, way longer than Dragon Country’s Imperial Capital. Their origins go back more eras than we can count—they’ve gotta be crazy strong,"
"I won’t let my own selfishness put everyone in danger, otherwise, I couldn’t protect you at all."
She stood quietly next to Xiao Ye, explaining, but not giving chase.
Xiao Ye sighed and straight up pulled out the Bronze Hall, activating the capture function.
The Bronze Hall was an Emperor’s Artifact at Quasi-Emperor Perfection. It could forcibly capture Supres, Quasi-Saints, and Saint Realms with virtually no effort.
Bzzz bzzz bzzz!
The Bronze Hall locked straight onto Ziran from twenty kiloters away, and in a flash, projected two beams—a green one and a blue one.
Ziran, flying rapidly and drowning in emotion, was suddenly hit by those two beams of different colors.
Her flight ca to an abrupt halt!
"What is this? My realm’s actually been sealed."
"I can’t move! Who did this?"
The Bronze Hall retracted its twin beams, forcibly capturing Ziran inside.
"Heh!" Xiao Ye let out a light laugh, "Trying to leave? No way!"
"Even if there’s a crisis, I’m not letting you go."
"And as for this little Ziran, I’m keeping it!"
He squeezed little Ziran’s big earth bombs, surprised to find the feel was exactly the sa as the real thing.
Yunxi was stunned and urgently said, "If you do this, I really won’t be able to protect any of you! Do you want Xiaobing and your beast girls to get caught up in the danger, too?"
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