0p0 Chapter 2393
Chapter 2393
Xia Jiuyou's eyes flickered for a moment, but she did not resist in the end. Her arms unconsciously wrapped around his waist, her fair cheeks pressed against his shoulder, and she slowly closed her eyes, greedily absorbing his warmth and breath.
The two stood embracing, needing no further words; the mountain breeze was their matchmaker, and the Daoist spirit their witness.
After a long silence, Xia Jiuyou finally spoke softly, her tone filled with melancholy and longing: "If only we could have stayed together quietly like this without this war between civilizations."
Even someone as powerful as her could hardly be certain of victory in the face of a catastrophe affecting both realms, and she feared even more the possibility of being separated from him by death.
Chen Xuan could clearly feel the trembling of the person in his arms. He gently stroked her long hair with his fingertips, his voice gentle yet firm: "If we don't fight, our descendants will have to face it. Once civilization is destroyed, all living beings in the world will turn into nothingness and have nowhere to go."
"Hmm." Xia Jiuyou looked up, gazing tenderly at his profile, finally mustering her courage to voice her concerns, "Chen Xuan, if I unfortunately die in this battle..."
Before she could finish speaking, Chen Xuan gently sealed her red lips with his.
A warm kiss landed, carrying the warmth of his palm and the essence of life and death, melting away all the fear and sorrow she hadn't uttered.
Chen Xuan's eyes also welled up with tears—although he was a formidable warrior, he was also well aware of the cruelty of the war between civilizations. When the flames of war raged and the fighting was endless, even if he wanted to protect them, he might not be able to do so. He understood the helplessness of watching his relatives and friends perish better than anyone else.
After a passionate kiss, Xia Jiuyou's body went limp, her bones felt like they were melting, her cheeks flushed crimson. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Chen Xuan, but her hands tightly encircled his neck. She whispered in his ear, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet with unwavering determination:
"In order to live up to this life and to honor our friendship of thousands of years, tonight... I want to stay and serve you."
Chen Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down at the woman in his arms—she was one of the top three peerless fairies in the Yanlong Realm, and was once admired by the disciples of the eight holy lands. She was aloof and noble, and could only be admired from afar.
Now, this ice lotus blooms for him on its own initiative, its eyes filled with shyness and sincerity.
The two had made a pact, which at the time was merely a handle for him to use against her. However, over the course of a thousand years, she overcame the heavenly tribulation with her own strength and achieved the realm of a celestial immortal. This bond also transformed into a deep affection.
Chen Xuan didn't utter a word, but responded with his actions—he bent down, carefully cradled Xia Jiuyou in his arms, and turned to walk towards the Northern Underworld Immortal Mansion.
Xia Jiuyou blushed, her eyelashes trembled, and her breath quivered slightly. Although she had been close to him before, she had never been so open with him. She felt both shy and expectant.
The main gate of the immortal abode slowly closed, and as the spiritual light flowed, it shut out the noise of the outside world.
In the familiar inner room, the brocade couch was large and soft, filled with the faint fragrance of enlightenment tea and her own delicate scent.
"Chen Xuan...I...I'm scared." Xia Jiuyou closed her eyes, hugged his neck tightly, and her voice was filled with the trembling of someone who was new to this world.
Chen Xuan gazed quietly at the person in his arms. Her eyes were full of spring, and she was shy and charming, like a fairy flower in bud, beautiful beyond compare.
Compared to Xia Jiuyou's naivety, he had been intimate with Tianxing before, and was more familiar with her. He gently stroked her hair with his fingertips, soothing her tenderly.
From initial tension and trembling to gradually being enveloped by his gentleness, Xia Jiuyou's breathing quickened, a captivating blush spread across her brows and eyes, her tense body slowly relaxed, and soft panting filled the room.
Chen Xuan was ruthless and fearless in killing his enemies, but he was incredibly gentle with his confidante, his fingertips flowing with soft Daoist charm as he carefully protected the fairy flower in his arms.
The Daoist principles blend together, their essence intertwines, like stars embracing each other, like mountains and seas relying on each other.
Their passionate night was like a hurricane, a torrential downpour, or a raging tsunami. She was like a delicate flower in the storm, growing more beautiful despite the turmoil, and blossoming completely under his care.
The next morning, a purple mist hung in the air, and the rising sun broke through the clouds. Golden rays shone through the celestial palace's spiritual window, spilling onto the brocade couch and making the two people's clothes glow softly.
Xia Jiuyou still had tear stains on her eyes, but she still clung tightly to Chen Xuan's side, her arms wrapped around his. At this moment, their breaths completely merged, and they became an indispensable part of each other's lives.
The bright light disturbed his slumber. Chen Xuan frowned and moved slightly. His unintentional twist stirred the earth and soil, causing the person beside him to let out a soft moan.
The two awoke at the same time, slowly opening their eyes. Their gazes met, and an ambiguous warmth filled the air.
Xia Jiuyou seemed to sense something, her cheeks instantly flushed, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of resentment and anger. She gently bit his restless arm with her pearly teeth, her eyes hiding a hint of charming reproach, blaming him for not being tender.
Chen Xuan chuckled softly, instantly perking up, and pulled her into his arms, the warmth in the room spreading once more.
It wasn't until nearly noon that the two slowly got up.
Xia Jiuyou swayed slightly, her steps a little unsteady, and her cheeks still flushed. She had to hold onto Chen Xuan's arm tightly to steadily walk out of the immortal mansion and bask in the warm midday sun and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"The weather is nice."
"Ah."