He guessed that perhaps she was trying to keep him here only to complete the task.
But no matter which personality occupies this body, it is "him".
It doesn’t matter whom she chooses to pursue.
After all, he was just a derivative secondary personality, ready to be obliterated or replaced at any mont... Honestly, there’s nothing to be sad about, is there?
So, Tangtang, don’t be sad anymore.
Shen Tang’s wet eyes beca even redder. She shook her head desperately and looked at him seriously. She spoke with firm conviction, "I only want you!"
"I will definitely bring you back, no matter the cost!"
Every word was like a solemn promise, striking hard at the young man’s heart, causing his heart to tremble.
Even though now he was just a remnant consciousness, his body seed to be wrapped in a scorching warmth, a gentle force perating his whole body, his heart tingling faintly, not from pain, but from a complex and indescribable emotion that made his eyes involuntarily wet.
Clearly, he was just an insignificant presence that could be replaced at will, not even counted as a complete person... Yet she said she only wanted him.
At this mont, Jia Lan really wanted to hug her forcefully, to kiss her, but he couldn’t.
Jia Lan could feel the remaining power rapidly fading, his body becoming heavy as if sinking into the ground, then becoming light, like it would transform into mist and disappear.
He felt very tired, so tired that he almost had no strength to speak, and he couldn’t help but want to close his eyes, to return to the world enveloped in endless darkness.
But this ti, he feared he might never wake up again.
Seeing this, Shen Tang couldn’t care about anything else and once again injected spiritual power into his body, forcibly continuing his life.
Jia Lan looked at the pale face of the female and felt an extre heartache. He parted his lips lightly, "Give up on ..."
Don’t waste any more effort trying to save him. Now he is just a sliver of lingering consciousness, which will eventually dissipate no matter how much she tries to retain it.
And she would exhaust herself spiritually, bear a huge burden because of it.
He didn’t want to see her suffer so much.
Jia Lan knew how much Tangtang loved him; he was already very fulfilled, not regretting coming to this world once.
Shen Tang realized that Jia Lan was starting to resist her spiritual power input, her expression panicked, and she reassured him, "Don’t say such discouraging words. I will definitely save you."
She sniffed, "The Jia Lan I know is the proud prince of the Sea Clan, how could he say such things? I don’t like to hear them!"
"If you really love , then stay and don’t leave ."
If even consciousness gives up the thought of living, this obsession will quickly dissipate. Jia Lan must want to live on his own, so this remaining consciousness can last longer.
Shen Tang’s sobs grew heavier, stuttered words spilling forth, "I... I can’t be without you! So, for , live well, okay?"
Jia Lan closed his eyes tightly, holding back tears ready to burst, unable to utter a single word of refusal anymore.
What had he done to deserve such a good Female Master?
Even if only for her sake, he had to live on, to not let her down and feel sad.
Finally.
He nodded, "Alright, I will try my best..."
To live on.
To live for her.
Jia Lan no longer resisted and accepted Shen Tang’s spiritual power.
When the last drop of spiritual power was drained from Shen Tang’s body, Jia Lan’s spirit body finally stabilized significantly, though still faintly transparent, it no longer appeared as if a breeze could scatter it.
Exhausted, Shen Tang lay beside him in the sea of flowers, from a distance, it seed as if the two were nestling together.
Jia Lan could feel the warm breath coming from Shen Tang’s body, giving him comfort and peace of mind, a greedy desire arising in his heart.
Shen Tang just lay beside him, accompanying him for a long, long ti.
...
Shen Tang woke up from her sleep, it was already noon the next day.
She stared blankly at the Witchcraft Doll in her arms, wiped the tear stains from her face, her eyes still sowhat sore.
"System..."
[Host, last night was not a dream, you really saw Jia Lan!]
Receiving the system’s confirmation, Shen Tang was overjoyed, and looking at the Witchcraft Doll in her hands, felt it was incredibly precious.
She quickly composed herself, lightly covered the redness and swelling at the corner of her eyes with powder, and after eating the food brought by the attendant, hurried out to find the High Priest.
"High Priest, Jia Lan’s consciousness hasn’t completely disappeared; he’s left a sliver in this doll! As long as we find his body, we can save him!" Shen Tang told Lunus everything that had happened the night before.
Lunus’s face revealed shock and joy.
This was indeed the best news.
Unfortunately, reality was always more brutal than imagined.
Days later, Xiao Jin and the Beastn dispatched to search for Liu Ye returned, but still didn’t find Liu Ye’s whereabouts.
Liu Ye seed to have evaporated from the earth, vanished without a trace.
A cold wave swept over everyone’s hearts.
Unable to retrieve Jia Lan’s body.
Even with a lingering consciousness, he couldn’t return.
What should they do?
She couldn’t let him remain as just consciousness forever.
What’s more, consciousness would eventually dissipate.
How could she provide him a tangible body in reality?
The system was silent for a mont, then suddenly answered, [If the host truly wants to construct a tangible body for Jia Lan, there is another way!]
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