Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint Chapter 686 216: It sounds nice, Dongfang Mu gave it to me5

"Later, your power was completely depleted, and you ca to ..."

No wonder... Heroine Yan spoke up for .

"I'm sorry... I didn't realize you two had that kind of relationship," Ying said with a smile. "After you've recovered, just leave."

Mother said that not a single word from n outside is to be trusted.

Mother wasn't wrong.

"I'll guard this place..." Ying raised the Shadow Hong Saber and handed it to Wang Mu. "No trouble will occur; it's my responsibility, now that I'm awake."

Although... it wasn't just responsibility that woke ...

Wang Mu took the Shadow Hong Saber, sowhat silent.

"I want to change my na," Ying said. "I suddenly feel that the na Ying doesn't sound good anymore."

Wang Mu looked at her.

"To what na?"

"Wuxin," she said, her voice deep and haunting. "Father and mother said I was a heartless person, born only to guard this dark place, incapable of any emotion... I always believed it to be so."

"A person can't live without a heart," Wang Mu said. "You have a heart. Your heart is incredibly resolute and pure, stronger than the heart of anyone else in this world."

"I don't believe what you say," Ying said. "Miss Yan told not to believe your pleasant-sounding words, saying they're all lies."

"..." Wang Mu.

"You should go," Ying said. "Besides, you've also lost the thing I gave you. Miss Yan is probably waiting for you outside... You've co here as well, so you haven't broken your promise to ."

Wang Mu sighed inwardly.

He rembered the storyline about Ying in the ga.

Although it wasn't long, nor complicated, and even sowhat plain, it was nevertheless exceptionally morable.

Even if he didn't know her specific appearance, and there were no full CGs. But perhaps, it was this unknown that made him more curious and filled with anticipation.

"That thing..." Wang Mu thought for a mont. "Is it very important to you?"

The Fiendish Ghost's Buddha Heart, used in making Immortal Sorrow, was created with the protagonist's blood, and that item was never handed over. To be precise, it couldn't be handed over. Besides, that thing should have rged with the protagonist back then. Where could one even go to find it now? And it wasn't an ordinary item either.

"It's not important. You helped back then, so I gave it to you. It beca yours."

Seeing this, Wang Mu opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but didn't know what.

He had thought about staying here for a few more days to ask about her situation.

Looks like that opportunity wasn't there anymore.

That year...

"Then... I'm leaving." Wang Mu got up.

Wang Mu had gradually grown accustod to the darkness, as if he had returned to the ga.

He was even quite familiar with the small stone house where Ying had lived for so long.

"Mhm..."

Ying held no resentnt towards him.

Or rather, with her personality, she wouldn't harbor such emotions.

Constantly guarding this place, she had long since developed such a unique character.

A thousand-year promise—whether he ca or not—probably held little significance to her.

Stepping outside the stone house, Wang Mu turned back to look at Ying.

"This place isn't as exciting as the outside world," Ying said. "What's so good to look at? I've changed my na, so from now on you can't call Ying."

Wang Mu, holding the Shadow Hong Saber, said,

"In the future..."

"In the future, you don't need to co here."

"Shall I make you so more food?" Wang Mu thought for a mont. "With your current Cultivation..."

"I don't need it anymore," Ying shook her head. "After waking up this ti, I feel like I don't really need to eat anymore..."

Her Realm... Wang Mu thought. It's probably extraordinary.

With Ying's talent, if she were in the outside world, she would only be stronger than Heroine Yan and the others. Moreover, the rules within the Dark Border are different from the outside world. Ying's strength, after a thousand years of accumulation, might be...

Wang Mu turned away, feeling that Ying was missing sothing, yet he could only leave...

The door of the stone house gradually closed.

Ying watched the fading figure, the faint light in her eyes dwindling with it...

She returned to the stone house and squatted down in a corner.

"Mother..." Ying felt sowhat lost. "Do you think the na Wuxin sounds nice?"

The empty stone house had long been filled with a thousand years of silence. It was profoundly empty and still.

"Wuxin, Wuxin..."

"Actually... I quite like the na Ying..."

"If only... I could have a surna as well..."

"Mother... you once told that when I had both a na and a surna, I would be able to leave this place, to see the true light within the darkness..."

"I had thought... when he ca again, I would ask him to give a surna..."

"But it seems... there's no chance for that anymore..."

Low murmurs echoed in the room.

Childhood mories kept flooding back.

Her clan was born in darkness, destined to never see the light within that darkness in their entire lives.

Like shadows, they were not quite real—neither as existing people nor as existing lives.

Naless and without a surna.

She recalled the light in the boy's eyes when they first t...

Ying buried her head in her hands, sinking down.

At that mont...

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

Suddenly, the door of the stone house sounded.

Ying was startled and got up to open it.

A thousand years had passed, yet it was as if she once again saw that light from a millennium ago—the light in his eyes.

"That..."

"I still feel that Wuxin doesn't quite suit you," Wang Mu said thoughtfully. "Ying doesn't sound good... How about adding a surna? Back then, I only thought it should fit you well..."

"What?" Ying asked blankly.

"How about Dongfang Ying?" Wang Mu said. "The Dark Border's location, if you think about it, is roughly at the world's easternmost edge. Coincidentally, that was my surna at the ti too..."

"..." Ying.

"It doesn't sound good," she said.

"..." Wang Mu.

Well, there was nothing he could do about it.

Wang Mu always felt that the na Wuxin was not very auspicious for her.

"Giving this surna, won't your Miss Yan be upset?" Ying suddenly asked.

"Whether she gets angry or not has nothing to do with ," Wang Mu said. "It's just a na."

Heroine Yan was outside and had no idea.

"You... you really like to act recklessly," she said, closing the stone door. "You should go."

"Then you...?"

"I'll think about it. I'll give you an answer when you co next ti."

Next ti? Didn't she say I didn't need to co again? Uh...

Wang Mu was silent for a mont, then he understood.

"...Then I'll co again next ti," Wang Mu nodded.

This ti, he left feeling relieved.

Through the crack in the stone house door, she watched his figure recede into the distance. Within the darkness... a faint glimr remained...

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Wang Mu walked out of the Dark Border, greatly relieved. Upon exiting, he discovered the seal was almost completely repaired.

"Not bad, it's getting better."

The mont he stepped out of the Dark Border, Wang Mu closed his eyes, allowing the warm light to once again wash over him.

Among the myriad lights, the first to descend was a strand of Green Frost's cold glint.

It landed right on Wang Mu's neck.

Wang Mu opened his eyes to see the Green Frost Sword suspended at his throat. Perfectly positioned.

The killing intent of an Ascension Expert... so simple and unadorned...

Heroine Yan's eyes were indifferent.

"The na Dongfang Ying sounds terrible," she said.

"Brother Mu, what do you think?"