Wishes Fulfilled

Wu Lingxiao suddenly tore herself free from Ye Xuan’s arms. Her spiritual power began to show faint signs of running wild from the sheer intensity of her emotions.

She gave a tragic smile, her expression as ghastly as a vengeful spirit.

“Forget it… You don’t love me at all. You’re only using me! Since that’s the case, then let’s die together! We’ll perish together!”

“No one else can have you, and you don’t get to deceive me anymore!”

As she spoke, she actually drew upon the remnants of her source power. A destructive aura instantly enveloped the entire garden.

Seeing that Wu Lingxiao had completely lost her mind and intended to self-destruct along with him, Ye Xuan was startled as well.

He had never expected this woman’s obsession and derangement to have reached such depths.

“Lingxiao! Calm down!”

Ye Xuan immediately stepped forward and pulled her back into his arms. Then he lowered his head and kissed her lips without hesitation, silencing her hysterical cries.

As he kissed Wu Lingxiao, he leaned close to her ear and spoke in an exceedingly gentle voice, almost coaxing her:

“Stop making a fuss, be good… I’m already at the perfected late stage of the Body Integration Realm. I’m truly only one step away from the Tribulation Transcendence Realm!”

“I swear, this is the last time! As long as you lend me your strength, I’ll definitely succeed! Once I do, I’ll make it up to you properly. I absolutely won’t break my word!”

However, Wu Lingxiao, in the throes of her obsession, could not take any of this reasoning in.

Her gaze remained deranged, and she struggled desperately in Ye Xuan’s arms as she screamed, “I don’t believe you! Husband, you can’t deceive me again! I truly can’t bear it anymore! If you lie to me again, I’ll die right in front of you!”

Seeing her frenzied and irrational state, Ye Xuan furrowed his brows and hurriedly continued placating her.

“It really is the last time! Lingxiao, you have to believe me! Don’t you understand my situation? I need your power…”

No matter how many promises Ye Xuan made, Wu Lingxiao simply clung to him for dear life. The destructive aura surrounding her not only failed to weaken but grew stronger and stronger, as though if Ye Xuan did not take her then and there, they would all be reduced to ashes together.

Just as the stalemate dragged on and Ye Xuan was about to lose patience, Ying’er, who had been standing to the side and silently watching everything, suddenly sighed.

She walked over to Ye Xuan and tugged lightly at his sleeve.

“Husband, just agree to her.”

Ying’er spoke calmly. “A heart demon has already taken root in her. If you don’t fulfill her wish, she won’t be able to settle her mind. Only after you fully soothe her will Wu Lingxiao be able to use her power of time to help you break through your realm with all her strength and without reservation.”

“Husband, don’t let a minor matter cost you something far more important. It isn’t worth it.”

After hearing Ying’er’s words, a complicated emotion flashed through Ye Xuan’s eyes.

He weighed the pros and cons. He looked at the Wu Lingxiao in his arms, who resembled a woman possessed, then thought of the immense temptation of breaking through to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.

In the end, he let out a helpless sigh.

“Fine.”

He looked at Wu Lingxiao and conceded in a low voice. “All right. I agree.”

The instant she heard those words, the destructive aura around Wu Lingxiao receded like a receding tide.

She stared blankly at Ye Xuan. Then, an expression of overwhelming delight spread across her face.

Ye Xuan said nothing more. He bent down, swept Wu Lingxiao up into his arms, and strode toward the inner hall.

Wu Lingxiao wrapped both arms tightly around his neck, clinging to him like a vine that could not live without its tree.

She buried her face in the crook of Ye Xuan’s neck and inhaled his scent deeply.

Behind his back, where Ye Xuan could not see, she slowly opened her eyes. They were filled with the triumphant madness of someone who had gotten her way, along with an utterly possessive obsession.

“You’re mine now… Husband, in the end, you’re mine after all.”

The door to the inner hall slammed shut, cutting off every sound from the outside world.

Ye Xuan’s movements held not the slightest hint of tenderness. He reached the bed, casually tossed Wu Lingxiao down, and sent her sprawling onto the soft bed woven from cloud-thunder silk.

Wu Lingxiao sank into the brocade covers. The eyes that had been filled with madness and despair were now finally veiled by a hazy, watery light.

Looking up at Ye Xuan, who stood beside the bed and looked down at her, she hurriedly sat up and reached for the complicated ties of his robes.

“Husband…” Her voice was so seductive it seemed capable of dripping with sweetness, trembling with the fulfillment of a long-held wish.

Yet Ye Xuan took half a step back and avoided her hand.

Under Wu Lingxiao’s bewildered gaze, Ye Xuan extended his hand. A flash of light passed through his palm, and an object appeared in it—something specially crafted from thousand-year ice-silk mixed with a certain isolating formation: a condom.

The blush on Wu Lingxiao’s face froze slightly. She stared at the object in confusion.

“What is that?”

Ye Xuan looked down at her from above and explained in an utterly emotionless tone, “It’s a personal protective artifact I refined using a special method. I have to put it on before we begin.”

Although desire and obsession had clouded Wu Lingxiao’s mind, she had once been the Empress of Great Xia. Her thoughts were as sharp as ever. With only a moment’s consideration, she understood the true purpose of this so-called “artifact.”

In an instant, all the color drained from her face, leaving it as pale as paper.

She stared at Ye Xuan in disbelief, her lips trembling violently as tears of humiliation quickly filled her beautiful eyes.

“Husband… w-what do you mean? Do you… think I’m dirty?”

The moment she asked those words, it felt as though all her strength had been drained away.

The once proud and unrivaled empress was now so humble that even breathing caused her pain.

Ye Xuan had no interest in offering any further explanation.

His eyes held not even the slightest attempt to conceal his impatience, let alone mockery.

“Otherwise, I can only do it with this. If not, then we won’t do it at all. Choose.”

His cold words cut into Wu Lingxiao’s heart like a dull blade.

Looking at Ye Xuan’s handsome face, his brows faintly furrowed in irritation, Wu Lingxiao trembled from head to toe.

She felt a terror she had never known before, as though if she dared say no, the man before her would vanish from her world forever.

“No… Don’t!”

She hurriedly crawled forward several steps and seized Ye Xuan by the hem of his robe. Raising her tear-streaked face to him, she pleaded, “Husband, are you worried that I might become pregnant? You don’t need to worry about that. I… I can clean everything up myself!”

“I can use my spiritual power to erase every trace. I absolutely won’t leave you any trouble, all right? Please, don’t use that thing. Don’t shut me out…”

What she yearned for was a completely uninhibited union, to be truly accepted by him—not to be separated from him by a cold artifact, as though she were some vile whore he could not bear to touch.

“Enough nonsense.”

The disgust in Ye Xuan’s eyes finally turned into outright irritation.

He flung Wu Lingxiao’s hand away and coldly turned around, striding toward the exit of the hall.

“Let’s forget it. Since you feel so aggrieved, then this deal is off.”

“Don’t!”

Wu Lingxiao let out a heart-wrenching scream.

She had completely broken down. The moment Ye Xuan turned away, every last boundary and shred of dignity within her collapsed.

She stumbled out of bed and threw her arms tightly around Ye Xuan’s waist from behind, sobbing without the slightest trace of composure. “I was wrong, I was wrong! Husband, you can do whatever you want! Put it on… We’ll put it on! As long as you don’t leave, I’ll let you humiliate me however you want!”

Feeling the warmth and trembling against his back, Ye Xuan stopped.

From the angle Wu Lingxiao could not see, he rolled his eyes in helpless exasperation.

What followed proceeded naturally enough, yet carried with it an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Wu Lingxiao was extremely cooperative—so much so that it could only be described as madness. She did everything in her power to please Ye Xuan. Caught between her twisted possessiveness and the ecstasy of having him back, she appeared frighteningly exhilarated, calling his name again and again.

Ye Xuan, by contrast, remained clear-headed throughout. His gaze was as calm and cold as a stagnant pool.

It was as though he were merely completing a tedious task. There was not the slightest trace of unnecessary emotion, and even the rhythm of his breathing barely changed.

Before long, Ye Xuan hastily brought the utterly passionless encounter to an end.

He pushed away the still-clinging Wu Lingxiao and turned over to get out of bed without the slightest hesitation.

With a subtle surge of spiritual power, the clothes scattered across the floor flew onto him in an instant, leaving him perfectly dressed and utterly spotless.

“Husband…” Wu Lingxiao lay limp on the bed, her eyes hazy as she reached out to pull him back.

Ye Xuan did not even look at her. He merely tossed out a cold sentence:

“One hour from now, come to my cultivation chamber.”

With that, he strode out of the inner hall, leaving Wu Lingxiao alone on the vast, empty bed.

Watching his resolute back disappear, Wu Lingxiao felt an indescribably complicated mix of emotions well up inside her.

There was the happiness of finally having him, the disappointment of being shut out by that barrier, and the grievance of being so hurriedly dismissed.

But soon, she gritted her teeth and gently caressed the skin that still retained his lingering warmth.

“It doesn’t matter…” she murmured, a feverish light once again igniting in her eyes. “This is only the beginning. As long as I remain by his side, as long as I’m still useful, one day I’ll make him completely unable to leave me. This is a beautiful beginning…”