Chapter 3 — One World Only for Her

Suddenly remembered... Luc Uyen was originally a pure Yang holy body, and time was inherently longer than that of ordinary people. Now learning more secret techniques, just half a month has increased by three days... If this continues, that future... I really don't dare to imagine. He bent down and gently kissed my cheek, his movements as light as a feather, as if he was afraid that I would leave because of that. Seeing that I didn't resist, he seemed to gain more courage, the kiss slowly slid from the cheek down to the chin, then across the neck, finally stopping at the collarbone, leaving a faint mark. Completely different from the wedding night. That day, he was still shy and clumsy, as if he had encountered a forbidden precept. And now... The kiss is gentle and calm, each rhythm is leisurely, as if you can read each of my breaths. It's only been a month of not seeing each other, and he's... advanced to this level? A panic came over me, I wanted to push him away, but my body was as soft as water, with no strength left to resist. Every stroke of his caress, every stroke of his hand... So precise it's chilling. I don't know where he learned these techniques from... But every move, every touch, was precise down to the bone, making my heart feel like it was being pulled into an endless abyss. …Even compared to the magic of Hop Hoan Tong, it makes people feel much more moved. “This time… I will definitely do better than before.” “So… don't leave me, okay?” In his eyes, there was a mist and wetness, that originally cold and arrogant look was now broken into pieces... That expression, extremely beautiful, but like a wounded spirit beast, aroused a choking pain in my chest. Thump! Thump! Thump! My heart is squeezed into a block, the pain makes it hard to breathe. Two contrasting voices rang in his head: One voice gently coaxed him to stay by his side. The other voice coldly reminded - to stay awake. At that moment, a line of bullets flashed before my eyes: 【The male lead is still hiding his feelings for the female lead because of the taboo, so he has a desire for the female lead, completely normal.】 【Wait half a year later, when the great war between fairies and demons breaks out, the female lead is seriously injured, the male lead will realize his true feelings. The woman... won't be able to dance much longer.】 Those words fell on my ears, making my mind feel like it was swept away by a sword. In an instant, light penetrated the fog — I suddenly saw everything clearly. I took a deep breath and forcefully pulled my hand away from him. Luc Uyen's face flashed with a trace of deep resentment. But he still forced his voice, his voice trembling and hoarse as if containing a plea: "I know... I can't compare to the beauty of Hop Hoan Tong." “But… just give me a little time, I will learn everything.” "Seriously, I... have learned things very quickly since I was a child..." I took a step back and interrupted him, my voice as cold as ice and snow: "I came to Nam Phong Quan... to find other male cultivators." “They… are much better than you.” “On what basis do you think… I would choose a useless person like you?” At that moment, the space was as quiet as paper. Luc Uyen did not say a word, her long eyelashes fell, obscuring her eyes. That was the first time I saw him like that... Lost. Dumbfounded. Fall down. A moment of weakness passed through my heart, as if an invisible thread was holding me, making my breathing quicken. But then, that bullet echoed in my head - I know, just two more days, he will love someone else. Just as I was still hesitating, he whispered softly, his voice low and almost broken: "Am I... really that useless?" After speaking, he slowly raised his head. The cold immortal of the past, at this moment... the corner of his lips slightly curled up, carrying a faint smile, but inside it contained cruelty and coldness like frost. His eyes were like falling snow, murderous aura burning, condensing into ice: "To Duan..." "If I... kill them all..." "You... would you choose me?" 5 Hearing the murderous intent in his voice, I didn't have time to think and immediately turned around and ran away. Luc Uyen - his cultivation level is unfathomable. Since entering the Divine Transformation Stage, no one in the entire cultivator world knows how strong he has become. If he really used killing thoughts and wanted to kill hundreds of male cultivators in Nam Phong Quan, I'm afraid... it would be as easy as turning his hand. Not only am I afraid of implicating others, I'm even more afraid of burying myself under his hands. Furthermore, the bullets once warned me: In the end, I would be stripped of my cultivation by Luc Uyen, fall into the hands of the Luyen Corpse Sect, and be transformed into a bloody corpse... To avoid that outcome, I had only one way - Get as far away from Luc Uyen as possible. Not long after, the great war between fairies and demons finally broke out. Our Hop Hoan Tong is responsible for providing rear support, playing an auxiliary role, helping to shield other demon cultivators entering the battle. I was dressed all in black, deliberately standing in the far corner, wishing I couldn't be invisible. Among countless monks, the lower the existence, the safer it is. After all, Hop Hoan Tong's fame shook the world thanks to magic, but its true fighting power... was completely incomparable to other great sects. In a chaotic battle, the demon cultivators gradually retreated into the Blood Cloud forest. While retreating to the rear with my fellow disciples, I suddenly saw a white-clothed silhouette, Falling in a pool of blood under an ancient tree. It's Tham Tam Tram. Luc Uyen's little disciple, the proud son of heaven, was covered in blood at this moment. The fairy sect's clothes, which were originally white as snow, were now dyed bright red, blurring their shape. Apparently, she had strayed from her teammates and fell into the demon cultivator's territory alone. And this forest is our training ground, demonic cultivators lurk everywhere, every inch of the terrain is familiar. When a righteous disciple steps in here, it's like a meat tongue reaching the mouth of a knife. Even though Tham Tam Tram has excellent talent, he cannot withstand successive schemes. Just as a demon cultivator next to him raised his sword to finish her off, I immediately shouted: "Wait! Save your life! After all... you're just a little girl." …Don't misunderstand, I'm not a compassionate person, and I'm not even an outburst of a holy mother. But because... the bullet said, Tham Tam Tram is the female lead of destiny. If she dies in our hands, Luc Uyen will go crazy, everyone here - it will be difficult to avoid a massacre. I had just saved Tham Tam Tram's life, and those demon cultivators were not comfortable with opposing me. They could only give me face and withdraw their hands. Immediately after that, I quickly used magic power to close the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, helped her up, flew like the wind, and brought her back to the main camp. I just hope from now on, she... Even if she dies, she dies far away. Suddenly, Tham Tam Tram opened his mouth slightly, his voice weak but full of sarcasm: "No wonder the master will marry you... You really know how to win people's hearts." I frowned, my voice was faint: "I... didn't do it to please you." I just... don't want to be respected by my master You just peel the skin and remove the bones. Tham Tam Tram smiled softly, his smile as cold as a blade: "Stop pretending. You were chased out of Thanh Van Son by your master, right? Now you want to flatter me, hope I can say a good word for you?" At that moment, bullets suddenly exploded, arguing fiercely: 【How can precious Tam Tram say that! No matter what the woman had in mind, she really saved her life!】 【That's right! Why do I feel a bit ungrateful?】 【I think the female lead is right, who knows what tricks the female side is planning to play, most likely just wants to approach the male lead through the female lead!】 Me: “…” I don't want to waste another breath on this little disciple, I just want to escape as soon as possible. However, Tham Tam Tram suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and pressed it hard against my hand. “Hold it.” I was frightened and quickly wanted to throw it away, but the blade was extremely sharp and gently cut my fingertip, blood immediately oozed out. At that moment, bullets frantically scanned the screen: 【Danger! The male lead is coming!】 【Quickly throw away your sword! Throw it away!】 【Woman, run! This is a big hole!!!】 Before I could react, the blade of the sword suddenly shook slightly, the tip of the sword neatly stabbed straight into Tham Tam Tram's shoulder. She... pushed the sword herself, not me! Dark red blood stained the white shirt, drop by drop falling onto the dry leaves, seeping into the cold soil. Tham Tam Tram gently pursed her lips, then smiled faintly... The corners of her lips curled up like apricot blossoms blooming in the snow, but... the tears fell in torrents, as clear as jade, as weak as pear flowers in the rain. At that moment, a ray of cold light tore through the clouds, and a bone-chilling sword energy descended from above. Luc Uyen... the sword descended from the sky, his robe fluttering, his aura like the cold moon and frost. Before I could think anything, I instinctively threw away the sword in my hand, raised my neck and puffed my chest, preparing... Waiting for him to cut me into a hedgehog. But — The unexpected happened. He didn't look at Tham Tam Tram, he even walked directly past her, holding my bloody hand. His eyes were deep and cold as ten thousand feet of ice, but in them... there was endless heartache. His voice was low and visibly trembling, like the winter wind passing through an ice lake: "Why... your hand..." "Why... is it so seriously injured?"