910: Chapter 291: Fire of Life Divides into Yin and Yang (Middle) 910: Chapter 291: Fire of Life Divides into Yin and Yang (Middle) When Anya’s silhouette disappeared among the treetops, her voice came through once more, “You know, Yin Zhu, I really like the gift you gave me today.
Anya has no regrets.”
Standing there in a daze, Yin Zhu was somewhat entranced as he replayed her moving voice in his mind, and on that vanishing figure, two strings of unstrung pearls had been added…
It wasn’t until the Portal opened that Yin Zhu’s mind was still in a state of confusion, and his body was forcibly pulled in by the Little Dragon Lady.
“That woman is very clever.
This was all just a misunderstanding,” said the Little Dragon Lady indifferently.
“Clever?” Yin Zhu looked at the Little Dragon Lady in surprise.
By then, they had left Qin City and emerged outside the Portal at Qin City’s Squadron’s campsite, outside Faran City.
The sky was still dark, dawn had not yet arrived.
The Little Dragon Lady said calmly, “Are you confused?
In fact, you’re just overthinking it.
I can feel that her words were sincere, she indeed sees everything that happened as a beautiful memory.
She is a rational woman, and even she can let go, so what reason do you have to hold on?
To take care of yourself is the best help you can give her, otherwise, you will only bring her trouble.”
Yin Zhu’s heart seemed to bee transparent upon hearing the Little Dragon Lady’s words, and he said with a wry smile, “Since when did you bee an expert on feelings?
But after everything that’s happened, can I really regard Sister Anya the same as before?”
“Even if you want to worry, you should first do what you’re supposed to do.
Is this Faran?” the Little Dragon Lady said while her gaze was already fixed on the seven towering towers inside Faran City.
In truth, the Little Dragon Lady was right, the relationship that had occurred between Anya and Yin Zhu was only of benefit to Anya herself.
Not to mention that her strength had been elevated to the Demon Martial Extreme Wall Sub-God rank, but psychologically, it was of great help to her, and Anya had felt it too, which is why she had thanked Yin Zhu.
Though Yin Zhu was intelligent and his Unity of Heaven and Man was not much inferior to the Little Dragon Lady’s, he was, after all, not a woman, and his grasp on the female psyche could not pare to hers.
Ever since An Qi betrayed the Elf Tribe, almost leading them to the brink of destruction, Anya had begun to bear the heavy responsibility of racial revival.
Even though it wasn’t apparent on the surface, the weight she had been enduring in her heart had already bee unbearably exhausting.
It was at that time that Yin Zhu came into her life, bringing Anya the opportunity for the Elves’ revival.
She seized this chance, and after continuous hard work, she managed to lead the Elf Tribe to rise again.
But aside from her, who knew the extent of her sacrifice?
Who knew how much effort she had expended under the immense pressure?
Anya could be said to have poured her heart and soul into the revival of the Elves, and for a long time, her psychological state had bee very weary, poised on the brink of collapse at any moment.
Yin Zhu’s assistance in evolving the Ancient Tree into the Eternal Tree undoubtedly helped Anya fulfill her greatest wish and also enhanced her own strength.
Then, the tightly wound string in Anya’s heart relaxed, and it was at that moment Anya’s spirit was on the verge of collapse.
The union with Yin Zhu happened just in time to allow her to release the repressed feelings deep within her heart, pletely resolving her psychological fatigue and giving her a whole new lease on life.
Therefore, if Yin Zhu received the most valuable gift of Anya’s virginity, then what Anya gained from him was far more.
Though the Little Dragon Lady sensed all this, her understanding of the outside world was still too limited to explain it to Yin Zhu.
Yet, she could still feel that Anya only benefited from Yin Zhu, while he had given everything unconditionally.
The Little Dragon Lady’s cold advice made Yin Zhu’s heart much more at ease.
After all, the union with Anya had been an act of necessity, and he was not someone who dwelled on the past.
He collected his thoughts and no longer allowed himself to worry.
What the future held was uncertain, but for him, the most important thing was to not hurt his wife.
Anya would definitely keep the matter to herself, and the Little Dragon Lady, with her temperament, would certainly not broadcast it.
So, let it remain a secret between him and Anya.
Following the Little Dragon Lady’s gaze to Faran’s Seventh Tower, Yin Zhu nodded at her and, floating up, flew toward Faran City.
The day had not yet dawned and Yin Zhu didn’t want to wake the Qin City Warriors in the camp, as his return would inevitably cause a great motion.
He didn’t wish to be the center of adulation; all he wanted at this moment was a family reunion.
If discovered by the Qin City Warriors, his reunion with family would have to wait.
The Little Dragon Lady followed behind Ye Yinzhu, her body floating as if weightless, flying lightly.
For them, the journey from Qin City Army’s base to Faran City was but a moment’s travel.
Leveraging their connection with the Dark Tower, Faran’s defensive barrier silently opened a gap, allowing Ye Yinzhu and the Little Dragon Lady to enter directly without any obstruction.
With their strength, concealing their presence was all too easy, so the Faran knights guarding the city remained undisturbed.
The Dark Tower was now within sight.
At this moment, Ye Yinzhu was overe with a pletely different sentiment, “Sura, Haiyang, I’m back.
And my children too.”
He drifted down in front of the Dark Tower, all around him was still, and in the distance, the sky was gradually turning blue.
Dawn was approaching; morning was about to break.
Standing in front of the Dark Tower, Ye Yinzhu’s heart was filled with a myriad of emotions.
Although it felt to him as if he had left for less than a month, in reality, three whole years had truly passed.
Three years—how had Sura and Haiyang fared during this time?
How much longing and pain had they endured for his sake?
For a moment, he found himself unable to take the steps toward entering the Dark Tower.
His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, his hands clenched tightly in excitement, and his emotions fluctuated plexly.
The stronger the yearning in his heart, the less he knew how to face his wives.
No matter what, no matter the reason, what had happened between him and Anya was indeed unfair to his two wives.
Just then, suddenly, a cold breeze blew out from inside the Dark Tower.
Before Ye Yinzhu could react, a chilling presence had stealthily struck at his chest.
Cold as a blade and carrying corrosive properties, Ye Yinzhu was attacked, and the Original Force within his body autonomously circulated, transforming into a water-like ripple that neutralized the cold breeze.
This sudden attack jolted him to full alertness, and he instinctively looked toward the still-ajar gates of the Dark Tower.
A tender voice rang out crisply, “Who are you, daring to e to my Dark Tower?
Don’t you know this place is off-limits?”
Ye Yinzhu was momentarily stunned, but before he could reply, another tender voice, yet with a much steadier tone, said, “Don’t talk too much.
Let’s beat him first.
I just learned a very practical spell yesterday.”
No sooner had the words fallen than an orange glow shot out abruptly from the gloom of the Dark Tower, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the same spot on Ye Yinzhu’s chest once again.
Unlike the previous dark and corrupting attack, this time, it was a pure attack of Brightness.
Even though the energy was only of Orange rank, the Light Element contained within was extremely pure, and the attack was highly concentrated—an authentic Arrow of Light.
At the lower levels, Light Attribute Magic rarely involved attack spells, and Arrow of Light was one of the few exceptions.
Generally, only Orange rank mages could master it, yet to wield it so skillfully would require at least Yellow rank, with ample Magic Power to enhance the Arrow’s density.
Ye Yinzhu remained unmoved, an attack of such caliber could be effortlessly filtered out, not just by the Original Force, but even by the Divine Source Magic Robe.
A halo of light spread directly in front of his chest, scattering into oblivion.
A sense of absurd amusement filled Ye Yinzhu’s heart.
When had Faran started having such weak mages?
And in his own Dark Tower, no less—an Orange rank mage was a rarity he hadn’t seen in a long time.
To think his return would be greeted by an attack, and on his own territory no less—it was quite laughable.
The attackers seemed to have realized that Ye Yinzhu wasn’t harmed in the slightest by their attacks, as twin exclamations of surprise rang out together.
“He seems pretty strong.
Brother, what do we do?” asked the first voice, sounding uncertain.
“Let’s try again.
If it doesn’t work, we’ll call for help.
Use that move,” the slightly more mellow voice swiftly made a decision, and then, Ye Yinzhu saw two orange glows firing towards him from within the Dark Tower.
Ye Yinzhu watched with a smile the two orange glows shooting toward him, indifferent to their effort.
Although these two mages were somewhat weak, their casting speed seemed quite decent.
It seemed that they weren’t merely Orange rank after all.
Just as he was prepared to let the magic dissipate upon him as before, suddenly, those two orange glows in the air aiming for him subtly changed.
Right before the two beams of light were about to reach a foot away from Ye Yinzhu’s chest, they collided with each other.
(To be continued.
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