Ji Hongxiu soaked in the icy pool water, the piercing cold failed to calm her down; on the contrary, the flas in her heart burned even more fiercely.
The ripples in the pool shattered that exquisite face, droplets splashing, reflecting her bewildered gaze.
Her cheeks flushed pink, her breath slightly rapid, exhaling clouds of white mist from her lips.
"How strange..."
"How did I end up like this?"
Rembering what happened at Chen Mansion, Ji Hongxiu was utterly confused.
Clearly, she had had close contact with Chen Mo before, even touched Dragon Qi with her own hands, yet such a situation had never occurred...
In the instant that the purple-gold Dragon Qi touched her body, her Dharma Image mutated, the ice-bounded branches blood with peach flowers, and the originally clear Dao Heart crumbled instantly!
In fact, Yu Youhan was right.
She regained consciousness halfway; her consciousness had already taken the lead, yet she still couldn’t control herself, committing such shaful acts!
Even now...
Ji Hongxiu’s body trembled more violently.
Sha made her bite her lip hard, refusing to make a sound.
Just then, a slightly teasing lazy voice ca from her mouth:
"Brilliant, truly brilliant."
"Didn’t expect the dignified Daoist Venerable could do such a thing?"
?!
As Ji Hongxiu played the role of Prince Zhi Huan, her expression stiffened suddenly, her tone flustered: "When did you wake up?"
The Yin God chuckled: "A little while ago, seeing you so imrsed, I was too embarrassed to disturb you... Tsk tsk, I’m almost confused about who among us is the Three Corpses."
"..."
Ji Hongxiu forced herself to calm down and asked gravely: "You’re just on ti, I wanted to ask you what happened at Chen Mansion? Why did my Dao Heart suddenly lose control?"
"I don’t know either," the Yin God said lightly, "Perhaps Taiyin Geng tal, perhaps Tribulation Inheritance, or perhaps Creation Golden Branch... Who can say for sure? That’s not the point; the point is Chen Mo himself."
"Chen Mo?"
Ji Hongxiu furrowed her brows more tightly.
"Having seen the future, why ask about the past?"
The Yin God said aningfully: "As the ’Cause and Effect’ Dao Ultimate Venerable, you should know, since the ’effect’ is already destined, what’s the point in pursuing the so-called ’cause’?"
Ji Hongxiu couldn’t speak for a mont.
She had to admit, the Yin God was indeed correct.
Pursuing the reason now can’t change the set facts—she was indeed moved by mundane feelings, and Chen Mo was the "Heart Demon" that shattered her Dao Heart.
"Yet there is one thing I still don’t understand."
Ji Hongxiu pondered: "I entered the Dao through ’Forget Love,’ and logic dictates there’s no way back, yet my cultivation hasn’t been affected, if anything, it has improved slightly..."
"Truly those within are confused..."
The Yin God sighed and said: "The Daoist Skill from Tianshu Pavilion emphasizes ’Supre Mysterious presents Heavenly Secret,’ Forget Love is rely a ans, not an end. Once you’ve touched that fine line of Heavenly Secret, whether it’s Forget Love or Extre Emotion, what difference does it make?"
Ji Hongxiu was stunned, "You an..."
"Chen Mo is rely a Fourth-Level Warrior, yet he can bear double Dragon Qi at the sa ti and possesses Tribulation Inheritance; his cultivation of Daoist Sect’s Divine Skills is advancing rapidly... This has already surpassed the realm of genius; haven’t you thought about what this signifies?"
"A Daoist is vague and elusive, hidden in the void yet revealing in myriad ways."
"The Dao has no face, only visible to the heart, undefined in shape, yet having myriad forms, like plants, mist, thunder, wind, fire... And naturally, it can be a person."
The Yin God’s words paused, seeming very excited, and her voice trembled slightly, "To ’Forget Love,’ he is your Heart Demon, but to ’Extre Emotion,’ he is the Dao!"
Ji Hongxiu clenched her delicate hands vigorously, her pupils slightly constricted.
This was the only explanation that made sense...
She understood the reasoning naturally, but subconsciously didn’t dare think along those lines.
As the Sect Leader of Tianshu Pavilion, she repeatedly forbade romantic entanglents, disciplining her followers to abide by this doctrine... Yet she herself took the lead in breaking the rule, suddenly shifting from Forget Love to Extre Emotion, entangled with her disciple’s man...
"Utterly absurd!"
"I’ve only had contact with him a few tis; there’s no emotion involved, why have I suddenly changed like this?!"
Ji Hongxiu found it hard to accept.
The Yin God grinned: "Emotions can evolve; besides, weren’t you quite enthusiastic just now? When busy with handiwork, surely Chen Mo is who occupied your thoughts?"
Ji Hongxiu: "..."
"Wait a mont..."
Suddenly, the Yin God noticed sothing, questioned, "Where did the ring on your hand go?"
Ji Hongxiu hid her hand behind her back, her expression sowhat unnatural, "Cough cough, it’s just a Storage Ring, it didn’t an much to , so I casually gave it to Chen Mo."
"Storage Ring?"
"That ’Heavenly Profound Ring’ was the token left by the master, carrying significant aning, you treated it as a treasure, how could you give it away lightly?"
Speaking of this, the Yin God suddenly understood, "Alright, you said you weren’t moved yet you’ve sent out a token of affection, well done..."
Ji Hongxiu raised her hand and pointed at her brow, her voice cut off, becoming utterly silent.
Her face flushed slightly, she muttered quietly, "You talk too much..."
Whoosh—
Ji Hongxiu stood up, droplets sliding down her sleek skin.
A pure white Daoist robe appeared out of thin air, covering her beautiful, graceful body, regaining a cool and ethereal deanor.
"The immortal path is bitterly cold, the journey arduous, regardless, I’ve co this far, no way to abandon it halfway."
"But what will I explain to Qingxuan over there?"
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