Staring at Dongyue with her eyes dazzling in the luminance of the room, Xiyu hesitated. Dongyue just held her close to him.
“We shouldn’t spend too much time here,” he advised. “The creatures may still be at large, and we have yet to find our way around the temple.”
Eventually, everything stopped whizzing around and came to a total standstill. Xiyu’s intuition told her that the teleportation had succeeded, and they were all now in a different room. In comparison to the darker room earlier, this room was brighter and had lighter tones to its walls and floors, giving rise to hope. She marvelled at the magic of the platform, having never come across such a contraption.
Two days later (Seven days after the Soul-Bond)Xiyu woke with an aching pain all over her. Even her vision seemed to be faltering. Yet, she had seven days left till her deadline. She calmed herself and sat cross-legged on the ice floor of her new bedroom. Just two days ago, Muxue Yan had assigned the
It was the first time, after knowing him for so long, to see him this way. The Dongyue she had known was an incredibly calm man. But today, he resembled a barbarian in berserk mode. Barbarians were melee warriors who had a unique ability, the war cry
Xiyu shook in her sleep. In her dream, she saw faces, many of which she could not recognise. However, one person existed which instilled fear in her.She dreamed of being the baby in the crib from memory and hearing the melodious voice again. This time, she saw the face of the owner of the voice. Her h
“Xiyu, Xiyu. You must not sleep,” Dongyue strived to speak emotionally, confused by all what was going through him now. His eyes were now streaked with tears; the connection was weak. She was in imminent danger. Pain shot through his abdomen, mirroring what she was going through at the same time.Xiyu was unconscious but shivering badly, with beads of cold swe
Ritual (continued)Dongyue knew from what he had read that within minutes he would temporarily relinquish control over his own body, submitting to the call of desire. He had no idea what that meant, but possibly that was what Xiyu was going through at the moment. He looked at her, and his chest throbb
It was a wondrous feeling for her.Dongyue’s gaze never left hers, deeply immersed in the mystery behind the galaxy of emotions within her dazzling supernovas. Like in the ritual chambers, she lost all sensation of pain, allowing him to wrap her intimately around his larger torso.
Hours later, Xiyu found herself standing, now in a bright commemorative red dress, in an assembly as Yan made his speech majestically from a stage. Dongyue was beside her, similarly dressed in a red matching suit. Now that her spellcasting abilities were restored and her health back to almost her usual self, she appeared striking. Red appeared to accentuate her snowy-white skin.