Chapter 600: Rest Up Early
That night, in Zhang Xiaoying’s room.
Little Ying You had already fallen asleep in the small bed beside her, blissfully nibbling on her fingers in a sweet slumber. Zhang Xiaoying leaned against the headboard, gently massaging the pressure points on Young Master Sang’s head as he lay in her arms.
Young Master Sang stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
“Senior Sister Shi told me that my husband seems to have something on his mind today?”
“I just can’t figure something out,” Young Master Sang murmured to himself. “If Xu Hongyi really knew from the start that Little Blood Demon was fake, why would she choose to believe me? Why give me the Causal Lotus?”
“Did she let me go on purpose? But what does she gain from that? Why go to such lengths to capture me in the first place?”
“Could it be that when making the Little Blood Demon using the Ksitigarbha Immortal Jade, she used the spiritual power from the Falling Red Realm, giving it that aura? No, that doesn’t make sense; the power of rules and spiritual power are on completely different levels.”
“What other possibilities have I missed? Is she playing a bigger game? Is her true target still the Celestial Treasures?”
Zhang Xiaoying watched as Young Master Sang furrowed his brows, silently chuckling while she delicately brushed his eyebrows.
“…No good. I can’t figure it out.”
After a long pause, Young Master Sang sighed in frustration. “Why do I feel like I just can’t comprehend the thoughts of these Primordial Deities? Am I really that stupid?”
“I actually think it’s not that you can’t understand the thoughts of the Primordial Deities.”
Zhang Xiaoying teased with a smile, “It’s just that you can’t grasp women’s minds, right?”
Young Master Sang blinked in surprise before nodding in deep agreement. “That’s true.”
“I just can’t figure out what’s going on in the head of that unpredictable lunatic, Xu Hongyi.”
“But the more unclear it is, the more dangerous she becomes to me,” he inhaled deeply, frowning. “Compared to Ancestral Cang, who is powerful but doesn’t bother to hide, Xu Hongyi makes me more vigilant.”
“It seems I need to prioritize keeping an eye on Xu Hongyi… Thankfully, when we left the Falling Red Realm, I had a backup plan aside from the Little Blood Demon.”
Zhang Xiaoying tilted her head in curiosity.
“…It’s my previous avatar,” Young Master Sang chuckled lightly. “I noticed that once you leave the Abyss Realm, the restrictions of the world rules no longer apply. The cultivation that had been stuck at the peak of the Ascendant stage can progress further.”
“Unfortunately, while in the Falling Red Realm, I was completely monitored by Xu Hongyi, leaving me no opportunity to cultivate or break through.”
“So, I left a backup plan, hiding my avatar in some unknown corner of the Falling Red Realm to quietly cultivate.”
“And now… it has already shown results.” Young Master Sang slowly raised his hand.
A thread, both real and illusory, seemed to condense in his palm once more. He could clearly sense the many obscure and profound patterns inscribed on that thread.
That was the power of the All-Powerful Rules.
At that moment, elsewhere in the Falling Red Realm, beneath a starry sky, Young Master Sang’s avatar also raised its hand, looking at the countless threads appearing in its palm.
One thread, two threads.
Countless mysterious patterns imprinted in its eyes, and the number of threads it could manipulate steadily increased.
The avatar continued to meditate, unaffected by the passage of time, its heart as calm as still water.
“When my avatar steps into the Primordial Realm,” Young Master Sang muttered softly, “along with the mask mode, I should have the means to parry against the Primordial Deities.”
Zhang Xiaoying couldn’t help but laugh seeing Young Master Sang’s solemn expression. “My husband is really pushing himself too hard.”
“I can’t afford not to push myself at all.”
Young Master Sang sighed deeply, turning to bury his head gently into Zhang Xiaoying’s chest. “Competing against the Primordial Deities is already a gamble for my life, and with a freak like Xu Hongyi lurking, it’s terrifying.”
“I really fear that one day, everything I have will vanish, and all my beloved family and friends will meet tragic ends.”
“Even if I yearn for the days when I was just a little interrogator, I must remind myself.”
“…That I’m already the leader of the Human Clan now.” He murmured, “What I carry is more than just my own worthless life.”
Zhang Xiaoying paused for a moment, a touch of pity as she stroked Young Master Sang’s somewhat weary face.
“You’ve worked hard, my husband.”
“And you’ve worked hard at home too,” Young Master Sang reflected. “Thanks to you holding down the fort, I can pursue my own affairs without worry.”
Zhang Xiaoying pondered for a moment before suddenly speaking up. “So, my husband’s current distress is over Xu Hongyi’s true intentions.”
“Or… are you feeling guilty towards her?”
Young Master Sang was taken aback for a moment, then couldn’t help but chuckle. “We’re enemies, why would I feel guilty towards her? She’s a lunatic who’d kill all the women around me the moment she goes off the deep end.”
“Speaking of which, you probably won’t believe this.”
Zhang Xiaoying lowered her gaze with a shallow smile. “Back when I was just a little maid by your side, I used to think like that.”
“Senior Sister Yan, Senior Sister Shi, Senior Sister Si, and Flower Sect Leader Yu Bing…”
“…If they all died, that would be great.”
Young Master Sang looked at her in mild shock.
“I couldn’t help it,” Zhang Xiaoying said with a candid smile, “I’m a girl after all. Sometimes I can be a bit possessive over someone I like.”
“Especially since back then, I felt so inferior, not as beautiful as the senior sisters or as strong as the Sect Leader.”
“The more that inferiority fermented, the more it fostered filthy thoughts.”
“If they all died, then my husband could only love me.”
She gazed earnestly into Young Master Sang’s eyes. “I really thought that at one time, you know.”
Young Master Sang was momentarily speechless, caught off guard.
“However, I eventually let it go,” Zhang Xiaoying chuckled lightly. “My husband has never treated me less than any other. There won’t be anyone better to me than you in this entire world.”
“They must think that way too.”
Young Master Sang hesitated for a moment, cautiously asking, “Uh… Xiaoying, are you trying to speak well of Xu Hongyi?”
“Not really speaking well of her.”
Zhang Xiaoying gently tucked her hair behind her ear. “I just find it hard to understand why she knowingly lets my husband deceive her and allows him to take the Causal Lotus.”
“That answer might not be so complicated. It’s just that my husband thinks too much.”
Young Master Sang looked at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“By the way, my husband,” Zhang Xiaoying suddenly changed the subject, “I’m taking Little Ying You out shopping tomorrow. Just in case Xu Hongyi makes a move on the child, could you lend me the Mirror Void so we can escape if needed?”
“Of course, no problem.”
As Young Master Sang handed her the Mirror Void, he continued, “How about letting Senior Sister Yan accompany you too? It doesn’t hurt to have an extra set of eyes.”
However, upon receiving the Mirror Void, Zhang Xiaoying merely looked at Young Master Sang with a smile and said nothing.
“Then why…”
“My husband, aren’t you afraid I’m trying to trick you?”
“What’s there to be afraid of? How could you possibly trick—” Young Master Sang suddenly stopped.
Zhang Xiaoying returned the Mirror Void to him.
“But I really am tricking you. Tomorrow I was going out with Senior Sister Yan anyway.”
“So, we should rest early,” she said, and without saying anything else, she smiled and extinguished the candle, lying beside Young Master Sang.
Leaving Young Master Sang alone in the dark, listening to the snoring of Little Ying You, silently gazing at the Mirror Void in his hand.
He remained silent for a long time.
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