Published: January 19, 2025
As soon as Fang Mu Ling saw Qin Chen, she recalled everything she had experienced in the Inheritance of the Hall of Ten Tribulations. The intense feelings and vivid images left a deep impression on her even now.
In an instant, Fang Mu Ling felt a surge of electricity coursing through her body, leaving her feeling numb all over.
Noticing Fang Mu Ling's current state, Qin Chen couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling a hint of awkwardness.
At this moment, he understood that everything he had experienced with Fang Mu Ling in the Hall of Ten Tribulations was not an illusion; her divine soul had truly entered the trial.
But then he thought about how he had forcibly taken advantage of Fang Mu Ling, and Qin Chen immediately felt incredibly embarrassed.
How could he even continue to be friends with her after this?
“Cough, you’re awake? Are you alright?” Qin Chen hurriedly asked to mask his embarrassment.
“I’m fine.” Fang Mu Ling quickly replied, but after saying that, she didn’t know what else to say. She just lowered her head, blushing, and fiddled with her dress.
Even now, she could clearly remember the impact she had endured earlier; the overwhelming waves crashing upon her felt like she had become a fragile lamb, helplessly toyed with under the jaws of a mighty tiger, unable to resist.
Just thinking about that scene made her body heat up uncontrollably.
Seeing that Fang Mu Ling had fallen silent again, Qin Chen scratched his nose, unsure of what to say.
Meanwhile, Qianxue and the others watched Qin Chen with teasing expressions, none of them speaking a word.
This was all his doing, so he had to clean up after himself.
“Wait, something’s off.” At this moment, the Primordial Ancestral Dragon suddenly approached with suspicion. “Young Master Chen, what’s going on between you two? Is there something we don’t know?”
He squinted his enormous dragon eyes, glancing at Qin Chen and then at Fang Mu Ling, raising his chin in curiosity.
Beside them, the Abyssal Manor Lord and the others also paused in surprise.
Indeed, the expressions between Qin Chen and Fang Mu Ling looked very strange; the atmosphere was off.
Could it be that something had happened between them?
“Oh, I see!” Suddenly, the Primordial Ancestral Dragon exclaimed, as if he had thought of something. He hurriedly said, “I remember now! Earlier, the Emperor of the Underworld mentioned that Fang Mu Ling had entered the trial of the Hall of Ten Tribulations. Could it be that you two had some special experience during the trial?”
“But that doesn’t add up. You both ventured into the Abyssal Secret Realm together. Even if you experienced something, it shouldn’t result in such a strange expression. It looks like Young Master Chen forced himself on you!”
After saying that, the Primordial Ancestral Dragon felt it was inappropriate and quickly smiled at You Qianxue and the others. “Ladies, I didn’t mean it that way, just drawing an analogy, cough cough, just an analogy.”
“Enough with the chatter. If there’s nothing else, why don’t you go back to the Ancient Universe Tower?” Qin Chen shot a glance at the Primordial Ancestral Dragon.
Damn it, this guy talks too much.
Without waiting for the Primordial Ancestral Dragon to respond, he swiftly picked him up and threw him back into the Chaotic World within the tower.
In an instant, the world grew quiet.
“Um...” Qin Chen approached Fang Mu Ling and scratched his head, hesitating before saying, “I’m sorry about the illusion. I didn’t mean it; I hope you won’t take it to heart.”
“I understand.” Fang Mu Ling lowered her head, not daring to meet Qin Chen's eyes, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m not blaming you. It’s all because of the illusion. I know that, and I won’t dwell on it…”
At this point, Fang Mu Ling felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart. She bit her lip and refrained from saying more, but her meaning was clear.
Beside them, the Abyssal Manor Lord and the demon god of chaos exchanged glances, and despite Fang Mu Ling’s low voice, they could still hear her words, making their hearts race.