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Lotus felt a sudden chill run down her spine.

Her lips drained of color in an instant. As soon as he finished speaking, she knelt down, saying, "Sect Master."

Ye Chuhan looked at her for a moment, then finally approached her. His white robes were bathed in the frosty moonlight, and his black hair cascaded down like a flowing spring. He bent down and reached out his long, pale fingers to cup her moist face.

Looking into his long, narrow, and elegant eyes, Lianhua felt her consciousness being completely swallowed up in that instant.

"You've almost forgotten about me, haven't you?" Ye Chuhan's fingers were icy cold. "I thought you only ever had me in your heart. Do you know how heartbroken I was by those words you left behind when you left Tianshan Snow Gate a few months ago?"

"..."

"You said it's hard to find your soulmate at the Snow Gate of Tianshan, so did you find your love at Murong Manor? Or did you find someone you can grow old with..."

He chuckled softly, his smile gentle. "Lotus, are the years we've spent together less valuable than the few months you've been with Murong Yin? Could it be... that you intend to betray me?"

Lotus lowered her eyes, suppressing the intense unease in her heart. "Lotus dares not."

"Really? You said you didn't dare..."

Ye Chuhan's eyes were exceptionally gentle, and a smile as warm as a spring breeze graced his lips. His pale fingers slowly touched the temples of her hair, gently tracing their way down...

It was like Murong Yin's kiss, a light kiss from her temple to her lips.

His fingers lingered at her lips.

This means he already knows everything.

Lotus's whole body was ice-cold, her long eyelashes trembled on her snow-white skin, and Ye Chuhan gently stroked her petal-soft lips, his tone tender.

"It seems Murong Yin is doomed to die!!"

Lotus suddenly opened her eyes, which were filled with fear and reluctance.

Ye Chuhan took in all of her expressions.

He chuckled softly, "Among all the people in this world, only Murong Yin can retrieve the Nine Kings Jade from the formation, is that right?"

"……yes."

"The Nine Kings Jade of Murong Manor is hidden in the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation. You should know what method to use to take the Nine Kings Jade out of the formation."

Lotus felt a pang of fear. "I...I hadn't thought of that yet."

"It's alright, Lotus..."

Ye Chuhan reached out and helped her up, his stunningly handsome face filled with boundless tenderness. He pulled her into his arms and whispered with a smile.

"I've come up with a great idea for you, Lotus. Would you like to take a gamble with me and tell me just how important you are to Murong Yin?"

Lotus was puzzled when Ye Chuhan suddenly waved her snow-white sleeve.

In an instant.

Two snow eagles circling above the Qionghua Forest swooped down, emitting sharp cries that shook the entire night sky and alarmed the entire Murong Manor.

In an instant, countless black figures appeared in the vast Murong Manor.

Those were guards from Murong Manor.

Lotus was being held in Ye Chuhan's hand. She looked shocked, not knowing what Ye Chuhan meant by this. On the other side of the Qiongzhi Forest, a furious shout suddenly rang out.

Who are you?!

The dashing young man, Hua Chen, holding a flower spear, leaped forward with a light tap of his foot.

The spear in his hand flashed with a cold light, aiming straight for Ye Chuhan's throat. Ye Chuhan smiled coldly, pushed aside the lotus flower, and her snow-white figure soared into the air, as fast as lightning, to meet Hua Chen.

Lotus was startled and cried out in horror, "Hua Chen—!!"

In mid-air, the two figures passed each other.

Ye Chuhan, dressed in plain white with black hair, appeared as white as waves, like a white crane spreading its wings and riding the wind. With a light turn, she landed on a soft, jade-like branch.

Such lightness skill is unparalleled.

In the inky night sky

Suddenly a shower of rain fell, a rain of scarlet blood.

The spear in the hands of the crimson-clad youth Hua Chen was broken, and he fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string...

The moment Huachen landed.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

The guards of Murong Manor had already fired their arrows. Countless long arrows pierced the air and shot towards Ye Chuhan, who was standing on the jade branch. The rain of arrows obscured the snow-white figure in the center of the barrage, like a net from heaven and earth.

A hail of arrows! There's nowhere to escape!

However, amidst the frost-like rain of arrows, a faint smile clearly reached the ears of everyone present. Ye Chuhan, at the center of the cold arrows, was gentle and indifferent.

"You think you can hurt me like this?!"

His voice had barely faded.

At the center of the barrage of arrows, a surge of true energy suddenly burst forth.