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Chapter 123 : Faking death and serious injury to ask Situ Linghuang to confess his love · Oct 01, 2026

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101 Chapter 101 : Penglai Fairy Island, a new ancient heaven appears 2026-10-01
102 Chapter 102 : Poor Shi Yi 2026-10-01
103 Chapter 103 : I was almost fooled 2026-10-01
104 Chapter 104 : Wang Qing’s past 2026-10-01
105 Chapter 105 : The shadow of a famous tree 2026-10-01
106 Chapter 106 : Occasionally seeing Hong Lian 2026-10-01
107 Chapter 107 : Anyone else, please call them together 2026-10-01
108 Chapter 108 : The Millstone of Time, the Scared Shura Lord 2026-10-01
109 Chapter 109 : Protoss Conspiracy 2026-10-01
110 Chapter 110 : Mysterious towering willow trees 2026-10-01
111 Chapter 111 : Imitation, the tricked Lin Qingyuan 2026-10-01
112 Chapter 112 : God is coming? And then he’s gone! 2026-10-01
113 Chapter 113 : Situ Linghuang’s embarrassment 2026-10-01
114 Chapter 114 : It took about three days to break the formation 2026-10-01
115 Chapter 115 : You look at me in such a weird way, do you think you want to spend the night with me? 2026-10-01
116 Chapter 116 : Why did you do that earlier? You want to save your life now? It’s too late! 2026-10-01
117 Chapter 117 : Even my future self couldn’t prevent the tragedy from happening! 2026-10-01
118 Chapter 118 : You failed because you should not cling to the past. 2026-10-01
119 Chapter 119 : The other side of the island, Taichu Divine Court 2026-10-01
120 Chapter 120 : Seeing Ye Changsheng again 2026-10-01
121 Chapter 121 : The Time Travelers Alliance and the Destiny Clan created Journey to the West? 2026-10-01
122 Chapter 122 : Journey to the West is to lure you, Wang Qing, into the trap and commit suicide! 2026-10-01
123 Chapter 123 : Faking death and serious injury to ask Situ Linghuang to confess his love 2026-10-01
124 Chapter 124 : Nine-day upstarts and drifters 2026-10-01
125 Chapter 125 : The Eternal Dao Body plans to drain the Hongmeng Sea 2026-10-01
126 Chapter 126 : Wang Qing’s former followers 2026-10-01
127 Chapter 127 : The news brought by Song Wenxuan 2026-10-01
128 Chapter 128 : Want to sleep with me? No way. 2026-10-01
129 Chapter 129 : Discussion conference, confrontation 2026-10-01
130 Chapter 130 : Go to the Nine Heavens Divine Realm 2026-10-01
131 Chapter 131 : Mu Yuerou’s entanglement and surrender 2026-10-01
132 Chapter 132 : If you don’t come out, I will remove the Mu family from the Nine Heavens God Clan. 2026-10-01
133 Chapter 133 : Lord Gu, don’t leave in such a hurry! 2026-10-01
134 Chapter 134 : I’ve embarrassed myself at my grandma’s house. 2026-10-01
135 Chapter 135 : Taboo: The Mu Family Leaves the Nine Heavens Divine Realm 2026-10-01
136 Chapter 136 : Zhuge Yuanxi’s invitation 2026-10-01
137 Chapter 137 : Set off for the appointment 2026-10-01
138 Chapter 138 : Are you dead? 2026-10-01
139 Chapter 139 : Wang Qing, you are so brave, you dare to do anything 2026-10-01
140 Chapter 140 : Qin Sanniang and her children 2026-10-01
141 Chapter 141 : Fellow Daoist, why do I feel your aura is very familiar? 2026-10-01
142 Chapter 142 : Brother Xiao, these two are my acquaintances 2026-10-01
143 Chapter 143 : The helplessness of the Shanqiong Cave Master 2026-10-01
144 Chapter 144 : Senior, I will definitely send the elders of the God Clan to clean up the mess. 2026-10-01
145 Chapter 145 : Daoyuan Auction, the chaotic ancient city of Qiankun 2026-10-01
146 Chapter 146 : Taichu Creation Array 2026-10-01
147 Chapter 147 : Uncertain factors, founder of the God Ancestor 2026-10-01
148 Chapter 148 : Mysterious auction item, Black Bana 2026-10-01
149 Chapter 149 : Fool, your Hongmeng spiritual treasure is worth two million origin stones? 2026-10-01
150 Chapter 150 : This Taichu Xuan Bell is a replica 2026-10-01

123: Faking death and serious injury to ask Situ Linghuang to confess his love”Wang Qing... are you truly gone forever, or will you Reincarnate once more?”

”Can you give me a hint? If it’s Reincarnation, this Empress will go find you!”

”In your next life, let this Empress pursue you...”

Situ Linghuang knelt in the gray-white space, her eyes red and tearful, sobbing uncontrollably as if she had lost her anchor.

”Hahaha, you said it!”

”Whoever goes back on their word is a little kitten...”

A triumphant voice echoed through the gray-white space, and black mist rose from nowhere as Wang Qing stepped out of it.

He was still clad in a black-gold robe, with gray-white hair, a bloodless face, and pale lips, as he strolled through the Void Realm to Situ Linghuang’s side.

”Get up!”

”I know your feelings now!”

”Cough...”

Wang Qing feigned coughing up a few drops of black blood, which stained Situ Linghuang’s exquisite cheek, and extended his hand to her.

Situ Linghuang’s delicate body trembled, her eyes crimson, and she instinctively grasped Wang Qing’s pale outstretched hand, slowly rising to her feet.

”You’re not dead?” She rubbed her eyes and threw herself into Wang Qing’s embrace. ”You liar, this Empress... this Empress thought you had died again!”

She furiously pounded Wang Qing’s chest, tears welling in her eyes, and a few more crystal clear drops fell.

”Alright... alright!”

”I’m fine, aren’t I!”

Wang Qing patted Situ Linghuang’s back, cupped her lovely face, and kissed her inviting red lips.

”Mmm...”

Situ Linghuang whimpered, her beautiful eyes wide, but she didn’t resist.

Instead, she wrapped her arms around Wang Qing’s neck, passionately responding to this long-delayed confession that spanned billions of epochs.

Wang Qing hadn’t expected such an arrogant and cold woman like Situ Linghuang to be so fervent once she fell in love.

He felt a burning sensation all over, his hands unconsciously roaming everywhere, while kissing her and summoning dense black mist to permeate this empty space.

A purple gauze dress and a black-gold robe flew out of the black mist with whooshing sounds, making it clear what was happening inside.

Time flowed... a day, or perhaps a year, or even ten thousand years; no one knew how time passed in this Void Realm.

After Situ Linghuang became addicted, she waved her delicate hand and transformed this Void Realm into an ancient world.

Every corner bore traces of their affection, as those who know, know.

One hundred thousand years passed like flowing water... that once reshaped Void Realm had long since transformed into a magnificent and ancient Immortal Realm.

Above the firmament, star rivers flowed, but there was no sun or moon.

Only an eternal twilight colored the clouds, as if time had paused here.

Vast fields of bian flower swayed in the breeze... indigo, crimson, and lavender flowers intertwined into a brilliant tapestry, their fragrance rich and refreshing.

In the center of the flower sea, a white jade platform stood silently, surrounded by swirling clouds, like a Holy Land at the dawn of the Grandmist.

Situ Linghuang stood amidst the flowers, having shed the majesty and burdens of the Hongmeng Empress.

At this moment, she was merely a woman intoxicated by love.

Her exquisite beauty appeared even more breathtaking in the twilight, her skin fairer than snow, seemingly flawless.

Her Phoenix eyes, as they moved, seemed to hold a myriad of stars, possessing both her former pride and a newfound tenderness.

Her dark hair, like a waterfall, cascaded over her shoulders, gently swaying with the wind, occasionally brushing her rosy lips, adding a touch of languid charm.

Situ Linghuang’s familiar purple gauze dress, with its train sweeping the ground, could not conceal the graceful curves of her figure.

Her full, firm breasts supported the lines of her gauze dress, her waist was slender enough to be encircled by one hand, and her rounded hips outlined a breathtaking curve.

Beneath the gauze dress, a pair of fair, long, beautiful legs were faintly visible, and as she moved lightly, her skirt fluttered.

Her jade ankles stepped over petals, causing the flowers to bow, as if all creation wished to submit to her.

She stretched her arms and danced gracefully.

Her dance was not a mundane skill, but a spiritual movement imbued with the essence of Dao.

Sometimes, she was like a Phoenix spreading its wings, circling in the air, her gauze dress transforming into a purple cloud.

Other times, she was like a delicate willow swaying in the breeze, her waist gently bending, her fingertips brushing the flower tops, bringing forth bursts of fragrance.

Every turn seemed to narrate the love expressed after billions of epochs.

Every leap was like shattering the shackles of time and space.

The bian flower swayed brilliantly with her dance, emitting faint glows, as if echoing the joy and liberation in her heart.

Occasionally, Situ Linghuang would look up and close her eyes, her long lashes trembling slightly, a faint smile gracing her lips.

It was a beauty of complete release, even the surrounding gray-white stillness was tinged with splendor because of it.

Not far away, Wang Qing sat by the stone platform, still in his black-gold robe, his gray-white hair casually draped.

Although his complexion remained pale, his gaze was warm like ancient jade.

A guqin rested across his knees, its body carved from Grandmist wood, its strings glowing faintly.

With a light pluck of his fingertips, the zither music began.

Initially, it was like a babbling brook, clear and ethereal, gradually growing grand, like a surging sea of stars, and then like the sigh of the River of Time.

The zither music and the dance intertwined, the notes transforming into tangible forms.

The zither music, like a spring breeze, swept through the flower sea, creating ripples, and like autumn rain tapping on the heart, evoking endless tenderness.

Wang Qing’s gaze constantly followed Situ Linghuang, his eyes holding deep affection and playful teasing, as if to say:

Look, this arrogant Hongmeng Empress has finally fallen for me.

At the height of the dance.

Situ Linghuang spun before Wang Qing, her gauze dress spreading like butterfly wings, revealing half of her fair calves.

She leaned in close, her breath like orchids: ”This piece (bian flower Reincarnation), did you compose it anew for me?”

Wang Qing chuckled, the zither music not stopping, and merely said lightly: ”One hundred thousand years are enough for me to refine all our entanglements into these strings.”

Before his words finished, Situ Linghuang had already reached out to gently caress the zither strings, her fingertips touching his, causing a slight tremor in the sound.

Her eyes sparkled as she chided: ”If I had known you were so cunning and faked your death, this Empress would have surely struck you down first!”

But her tone no longer held hatred, only playful affection.

Wang Qing, taking the opportunity, wrapped his arm around her waist, the zither music abruptly ceased, transforming into a low sigh: ”But you ultimately couldn’t bear to.”

As twilight deepened, the bian flower sea emitted a hazy glow, enveloping their figures.

One hundred thousand years of companionship had long since washed away all superficiality, leaving only the truest reflections in each other’s eyes.

Situ Linghuang’s dance was no longer a struggle against the loneliness of the heights, but an eternal melody co-composed with the zither music.

Wang Qing’s zither was no longer a tool for amusement, but a medium for pouring out his heart.

At this moment, time lost its meaning; only love and the bian flower in the Void Realm bloomed into an immortal poem.

The two lingered for a while longer.

Wang Qing placed this bian flower Small World into his Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain ring and, holding Situ Linghuang’s hand, stepped into the River of Time.

As for this multiverse space, if it collapsed, it collapsed.

As long as he could win over Situ Linghuang, he didn’t care how many living beings died because of it.

Moreover, if his perception was correct, the time in the Immortal Realm and the time Above the Nine Heavens were synchronized.

The Hongmeng Dao Discussion was only a few days away.

He had discussed with Situ Linghuang returning Above the Nine Heavens and using the Dao Discussion conference to achieve the Grandmist Sea’s great unification.

As for the Transcendents Alliance, after overthrowing the Nine Heavens Divine Domain and unifying the Hongmeng Sea, there would be plenty of time to deal with them.

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