it myself either, but his place is on the top floor, so he should—"He paused his words and suddenly slammed on the brakes.The flower bed in front had bloodstains, likely from a high-altitude fall. The...A bone-chilling cold gripped my wrist, and I couldn't fathom what could cause such an intense pain that reached to the marrow.

Mu Wanchen's voice, like a sword piercing the sky, startled me awake. The intense light seared my eyes, and I instinctively reached out to grab him. The tangible feeling of his hand in mine brought a wave of relief.

That was indeed just an illusion.

"...Didn't you get scared Why aren't you saying anything" the little boy said worriedly.

"It's okay, she reacted." Mu Wanchen held my hand tightly and explained to me.

It took my eyes a long time to adjust, and the surrounding scenery gradually became clear. The first thing I saw was not Mu Wanchen.

The witch still sat aloft, her cold gaze fixed upon me.

We're still standing, the child and Mu Wanchen holding onto me on either side.

But both Jie Du and Luo Hu Xingjun aren't here, where did they go

" ...which pearl is it" My mind gradually cleared.

Before the chaos descended, a bead flew toward us from the Witch Mother's hand.

The halo on that bead enveloped me, and afterwards I was muddled and confused, as if I had no sense of the seasons or the passage of time.

>

The witch wants me to experience this helplessness firsthand.

Although one might say a few decades are nothing, when faced with parting and death, human emotions run deep and won't easily let go.

Looking at that tiny, adorable infant, how could I bear to let go How could I possibly do it

Looking at Mu Wanchen's back, his eyes filled with endless and numb pain, how could I bear it

I originally thought that the shaman would be domineering and overbearing, but she always sat high above, and without using extremely forceful methods, she could coldly watch my struggle.

She looked at me, but not on the same level. She was just looking at another "Witch Queen" brimming with confidence as she repeated the story from thousands of years ago.

“You saw it, didn't you That hideous form. No amount of makeup could disguise the monster.” The witch sneered, “In this world, perhaps there are still practitioners descended from the mages the Queen had raised back then. Even if not, the clamor of the mundane world is detrimental to the cultivation of the Witch King.”

"...There are still people there, and I can't just leave them behind. Besides... Yin Luo's physical and mental state is not suitable for staying here. I hope you can give us some time and psychological preparation." Mu Wanchen looked up at the shaman.

The witch looked at him with a clear touch of warmth in her eyes. She believed that Mu Wanchen was the reincarnation of Shen Wu Wushi, the divine shaman of the Witch Clan, whether or not it was true, she had already taken Mu Wanchen as one of her own.

Furthermore, they were not ordinary people, but rather close relatives of the Ten Witches.

I want to go to what Mu Wanchen just said, "Silly girl, pray to God, it's better to pray to me."

What did he sacrifice

I moved my arm and discovered something icy cold on my wrist, a thin silver chain that glistened in the dim light.

Where did this chain come from

One side of the chain was held by Mu Wanchen, winding around his hand several times. He must have pulled me out of the chaos.

But the other end of the chain was not in his hands, but stretched far away, out of sight.

"Mu Wanchen…" The witch sighed softly. "Retain the stars... Is your name a hint, or are we giving guidance We've all been waiting for you… Yet, like him, you insist on leaving us for a woman"

Mu Wanchen gave a faint smile: "I don't know who you're talking about... However, I'm not 'him', and Yin Luo is no ordinary woman. She provided a body for the Xi Gu, allowing it to transform into its physical form. It was because of her that we could reach here... I can't let her down, so naturally, I have to take care of her."

The witch shook her head, frowned and turned her head to look into the distance —

There seemed to be something unusual happening beyond the sea. The clouds in the sky were thick and heavy, hinting at wind and thunder. The waves on the sea surged like mountains, violently crashing against the cliffs with overwhelming force.

There was moonlight as bright as day.

The moonlight on the sea was like snow, and the surging waves reflected it, shimmering dazzlingly.

"What happened..." I was a little confused.

Just now, only I was ensnared by that bead; the others were unharmed.

The little boy whispered quickly, “The thing in your hand is the Emperor’s Soul Lock, it flew out from the sea… but it was blocked by the witch's aura. Jiùxīng the Star Jun used the power of the moon to disperse the Yin extreme, allowing the Soul Lock to fly over. Mù Wǎn Chén took over in the middle and split the white light, that’s how they pulled you out…”

"Mu Wanchen, you drew your sword in front of the witch" I turned to look at Mu Wanchen.

He frowned slightly and nodded.

This is considered a disrespectful act, right At the very least, it's "disobedience", at worst, it's rebellion, isn't it

No wonder the witch's expression grew increasingly austere, with a hint of disgust.

I think the reason why Shamans don't ascend to Heaven is because they still have "emotions". Maybe it's because they spent too long with mortals during the Great Wilderness Era, and their seven emotions and six desires, along with pity and anger, are ingrained in their bones. That's why they scoff at the way immortals in the Upper Realm cultivate by forgetting emotions.

But they are not ordinary people, so they transcend the mundane, leap beyond the three realms, and retreat to immortal mountains to cultivate freely.

"...I don't want you to fall out with the shamans." I felt a pang of sadness.

“It wasn’t a falling out, I just pulled my Queen out of the Reincarnation Orb’s retrospective… It’s not considered disrespectful.” Mu Wanchen explained softly. “You sought gods and immortals, yet you forgot to ask me You forgot our connection”

Well...

He tapped my brow, "Husband and wife are supposed to be two bodies with one heart. Besides, we each have a pair of Gu spirits. If something were to happen to you, I wouldn't fare well either."

I was stunned. No wonder the witch could tolerate it. Whether it was because of her profound cultivation or this relationship, perhaps damaging one would also have a negative impact on Mu Wanchen

"... things have gotten a bit out of hand." The sorceress's face was grim.

The moonlight was already brightly illuminating the entire world before me.

The sea parted on both sides, piled like cliffs of thousands of feet.

"Come on." Mu Wanchen suddenly picked me up with one hand. "I promised to go back with you, and I won't break my word."

The chains on his hand were entwined with my wrist, inseparable.

The witch raised her hand, a vague grasp, and a ball of white light gathered in her palm. I was pressed against Mu Wanchen's shoulder, watching her movements and yelped out in alarm: "Careful, little—"

Before he could finish speaking, the white light surged towards Mu Wanchen's back. It was so fast that Mu Wanchen only managed to turn his head just in time!

My goodness——oh my...

That light "dripped" into my hand, instantly condensing all its brilliance.

"What's wrong" Mu Wanchen asked with concern.

"...N-nothing..."

I stared at the rosary, its beads as old and plain as white stones, feeling a little dazed.

The witch's voice echoed faintly in my mind: "...I can let you go again, but there's a condition..."nd rolled down the stairs, injuring his leg and being confined to bed. However, his condition worsened while he was in bed; he started talking nonsense during the day as well...""What nonsense are you...