Deep within the clouds lay a dream, and in that dream was always a gentle murmur. It drifted by his ear, tickling him, yet bringing a sense of ultimate peace.
...
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Mingyuan's eyelids fluttered as his consciousness floated up from the endless darkness.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the magnificent domed ceiling of the Myriad Snow Palace's bedchamber came into view.
The effects of the medicine had completely dissipated, and he had regained control of his body.
He nudged his fingers, only to feel a cool touch against his right hand. Someone was holding it.
Holy crap!
Zhang Mingyuan jolted and whipped his head around.
Sitting quietly by the edge of the bed was Su Jinxue, clad in a frost-white gown. Her cold profile looked as though it were carved from ice and sculpted from snow. And her hand... was currently clasped in his!
How could this be? How was this possible?!
“Su Jinxue, why are you holding my hand?!”
Zhang Mingyuan instinctively yanked his hand back, immediately turning the tables to accuse her first.
Su Jinxue's deep, pool-like icy eyes stared at him quietly.
Suddenly, a faint, almost imperceptible curve appeared on her frosty face.
At that moment, warning bells blared in Zhang Mingyuan's mind.
He realized that something had completely spun out of his control.
“Oh?” Su Jinxue's voice carried a hint of sweet, sharp edge.
“I wonder who it was that slept for three days and three nights, talking in his sleep, gripping my hand so tightly that he refused to let go no matter what.”
“What? Don't talk nonsense. That's impossible...” Zhang Mingyuan's arrogance instantly deflated by half, his voice growing softer and softer.
He remembered the dream he had before waking up.
He had dreamed of Blue Star, of his nagging parents, and of that out-of-control truck...
“‘Mom’... Tsk, that is a form of address I have never heard before.”
Su Jinxue added casually, her every word striking a chord in Zhang Mingyuan's heart.
“If you keep talking nonsense, I'll fight you to the death!”
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Zhang Mingyuan instantly bristled, baring his claws as if to pounce.
But in Su Jinxue's eyes, this reaction was nothing more than a kitten hissing.
“Oh? Whether I am talking nonsense is not up to you.
“I happen to have a recording on a Projection Stone. Tell me, if this footage were to be seen by your disciples of Qingyun Heaven, or the entire Xuanling Realm, what would happen to you, the grand Sacred Lord of Qingyun Heaven?”
Su Jinxue's words sounded like the whisper of a demon.
Zhang Mingyuan froze entirely.
He stared intently at the Projection Stone, wishing he could burn a hole through it with his gaze.
“Despicable, shameless, vulgar! Su Jinxue, how dare you resort to such underhanded tricks with a Projection Stone!” he cursed through gritted teeth.
“I wonder who was the one to use such a thing first, hmm? What do you say?” Su Jinxue retorted dryly.
Zhang Mingyuan choked on his words, then puffed out his chest defiantly.
“So what if I'm despicable? I admit it! But what about you? Do you dare admit that you're just as despicable? You, the mistress of Myriad Snow Palace, the only Red Dust Immortal in this world!”
He was using words to corner her, forcing her to admit that they were birds of a feather.
As expected, Su Jinxue paused, her pearly teeth instantly clenching.
This guy was as shameless as ever!
Unwilling to waste any more words on him, she directly infused a thread of immortal energy into the Projection Stone.
“Please... Xue... give it to me...”
A man's pleading voice, thick with heavy panting and suppressed agony, echoed clearly within the bedchamber.
It was the humiliating recording of Zhang Mingyuan begging on his knees when the medicine's effects peaked three days ago.
Zhang Mingyuan stared at the projection from the stone. The man kneeling on the ground, semi-conscious and pleading so submissively, was indeed himself!
Boom!
A rush of blood surged straight to his head!
“Ah! You evil, detestable, despicable Su Jinxue! Destroy that thing, right now!” He completely lost his mind.
“No.”
“Fine, you forced my hand!”
A flash of madness crossed Zhang Mingyuan's eyes. He directly retrieved another Projection Stone from his private small world.
Smooch—
The next second, an incredibly clear, wet sound of lips and teeth tangling together echoed sharply in the quiet hall.
It was a close-up recording he had intentionally made when he forced a kiss on Su Jinxue!
The slight tease on Su Jinxue's face vanished instantly, replaced by a towering, bone-chilling coldness.
“Zhang Mingyuan, you are looking for death!”
Boom!
The terrifying pressure of a Red Dust Immortal descended violently, pinning Zhang Mingyuan to the bed, rendering him completely immobile.
Zhang Mingyuan had anticipated this. Before Su Jinxue could act, he had already put the Projection Stone back into his small world.
He craned his neck, looking entirely like a dead pig unfazed by boiling water.
“If you do not destroy that thing, I will kill you!” Su Jinxue's voice was thick with murderous intent.
“Sure, go ahead and kill me then.” Zhang Mingyuan bared his teeth, smiling with utter rogue-like nonchalance.
“I guarantee that before my soul is completely extinguished, I will spread this footage to every single corner of the Xuanling Realm.
“I'll let everyone enjoy the sight of how the high-and-mighty mistress of Myriad Snow Palace got kissed into a daze!”
Su Jinxue's killing intent faltered. She took a deep breath.
“Very well.
“Then I shall seal your cultivation and lock you away in this Myriad Snow Palace forever like a dog!”
“Wait, wait, wait, Little Xuexue! My mistake! I have a suggestion!”
“Speak.”
“How about... we both destroy the Projection Stones in our possession, and from now on, we mind our own business? What do you say?” Zhang Mingyuan proposed tentatively.
Su Jinxue fell silent for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.
Ultimately, she coldly spat out a single word: “Agreed.”
Zhang Mingyuan let out a sigh of relief. The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously retrieved their respective Projection Stones.
Under her watchful gaze, Zhang Mingyuan was the first to crush the stone in his hand.
Seeing this, Su Jinxue also channeled her immortal energy, reducing the Projection Stone recording Zhang Mingyuan's embarrassing state to fine powder.
Seeing his greatest threat completely eliminated, Zhang Mingyuan instantly regained his confidence. Restored to his full, arrogant glory, he leaped off the bed.
“Haha! Su Jinxue, you've been tricked!”
He pointed straight at Su Jinxue's face and laughed wildly. In his other hand...
...another identical Projection Stone appeared out of thin air, which he waved triumphantly in front of her.
“In truth, I have backups! A hundred thousand backups!”
Looking at his smug, petty face, Su Jinxue trembled with sheer rage.
Within those icy eyes, a storm capable of freezing the entire world was brewing.
“Zhang. Ming. Yuan!”
She enunciated every syllable, each word dripping with bone-chilling cold.
“You bastard, you'll die a horrible death!”
Before her voice could even fade, Su Jinxue's figure vanished from the spot.
The next instant, Zhang Mingyuan felt his neck tighten. An irresistible, massive force slammed him backward, pinning him ruthlessly onto the soft bed.
Su Jinxue pressed close, straddling him. Her slender, pale hands clamped tightly around his neck, completely pinning him down.
Right at that moment.
A slender figure appeared inside the hall.
It was Nian'an. Back when Nian'an was locked in the small world, Su Jinxue had set the punishment to last for only three days.
Who would have thought that Nian'an would appear so precisely at this exact moment? Both Su Jinxue and Zhang Mingyuan turned to look at Nian'an.
Nian'an, meanwhile, stared at the posture of the two on the bed—
The Immortal Lord... was straddling Sacred Lord Zhang?
And... and choking him?
Nian'an's mind went completely blank with a loud buzz.
Was this... a role reversal? Was it the Immortal Lord's turn to force her love onto Sacred Lord Zhang this time?
Hey, hey, hey! She had only just come out of the dark room! She didn't want to be locked up again!
The air froze in that very instant.
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