The Turning Point of the Chosen One

A miserable shriek rang out!

An Yi, his face dark, grabbed Long Aoxue by the collar.

On his handsome face, a clear, bloody bite mark had appeared.

"Does it... does it hurt?"

Long Aoxue looked at the screaming An Yi and said weakly, "You were the one who told me to bite you."

An Yi: "..."

This stupid girl! She was as dense as a block of wood!

"You two..."

Xue Jia showed a bit of curiosity. She felt that this husband and wife pair didn't really act like one.

"Oh, my wife is just being playful, it's nothing."

An Yi wiped the saliva off his face and said with a smile.

Possessing the Undying Martial Body, his bitten face had already healed in just a short moment.

"Oh."

Xue Jia realized what was going on, then took out some food from her bamboo basket. Blushing slightly, she said, "To thank you for your help, I made some food. I don't know if it will suit your taste."

"Ahem, thank you!"

An Yi took out a pastry and brought it to Long Aoxue's mouth.

Long Aoxue froze, looking at An Yi blankly, having no idea what this guy was trying to do.

"Be a good girl and eat it!"

An Yi's smiling eyes carried a hint of a threat.

Long Aoxue tilted her head, still not understanding what he wanted.

Then...

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"

Piece after piece of pastry was forcefully stuffed into Long Aoxue's mouth. Her hands struggled, scratching at An Yi non-stop.

An Yi clapped the pastry crumbs off his hands and smiled at Xue Jia, "Thank you, miss. My wife is very satisfied with your pastries. Look, she ate them all."

"As long as she is... satisfied."

Xue Jia's mouth twitched. She felt an indescribable discomfort.

The pastries she had painstakingly made were all stuffed into this girl's mouth in one breath?

On the Ancient Continent, polygamy was very normal.

However, Xue Jia had no intention of becoming someone's concubine.

After witnessing An Yi's bizarre and unique way of showing off his affection, her heart had become completely calm.

The slight affection that had remained was completely gone.

This guy... was simply a bastard!

"There are still some matters at the auction house, I will take my leave first," Xue Jia said with a faint smile.

An Yi's eyes lit up, and he chuckled, "Leaving in such a hurry? Why not sit for a while longer."

"No, no need."

Xue Jia smiled awkwardly and quickly walked out the door.

On this side, Long Aoxue had just swallowed the pastries and licked her lips. "What sweet pastries, why didn't you eat any?"

"I was afraid a certain someone would suddenly drop dead."

An Yi said helplessly.

Although Xue Jia was pretty, she wasn't at the level of a nation-toppling beauty.

He wouldn't accept anyone under a 9 out of 10.

Furthermore, she and Ye Tian were childhood sweethearts.

If he accidentally planted a green meadow on Ye Tian's head by cuckolding him, wouldn't his Destiny Points drop straight to zero?

There was a reason why Wang Yuan's Destiny Points were so low.

It was precisely because of that vibrant green.

Long Aoxue continued gnawing on a spirit core, then looked at An Yi eagerly and asked, "Did you just say I was your wife?"

"It was fake, just fooling that girl from earlier. Didn't you see her drooling over my good looks?"

"Oh."

At the front courtyard gate.

Ye Tian saw Xue Jia coming out and hurriedly went to greet her, a smile on his lips. "Let me show you around the Luo Family, the moon orchids here are in bloom..."

A smile appeared on Xue Jia's pretty face, and she was just about to speak.

Suddenly, a trace of black blood spilled from her mouth, and she collapsed limply to the ground.

"Xue Jia!"

Ye Tian hurriedly caught her delicate body, a look of panic on his face.

Xue Jia's face was pale. Her lips parted slightly, but before she could speak, another gush of blood poured out.

"The Black Death Curse..."

Ye Tian's body trembled as an indescribable panic washed over him. "An Yi, get out here!"

"You've got some nerve! Daring to order me around..."

An Yi stepped out of the room. Seeing the unconscious Xue Jia, his expression changed slightly. "What happened?"

"Xue, Xue Jia has been cursed! Hurry and save her."

Ye Tian said through gritted teeth.

An Yi frowned slightly. At this moment, above Ye Tian's head.

His Destiny Points were still dropping!

They had already reached 5 points!

"Leave it to me!"

An Yi said calmly, a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Curses, in a way, were just an alternative form of formations.

To An Yi, this was no big deal at all!

...

Lingchuan Region.

In an inn.

A middle-aged man in black robes sat cross-legged on the bed.

Beside him stood three spirit cultivators standing guard, staring intently at him.

"It's about time for the Black Death Curse."

The middle-aged man revealed a slight smile.

Then, his face paled, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master Fu!"

The expressions of the three spirit cultivators changed drastically, and they quickly stepped forward.

"I'm fine!"

Fu Bing shook his head, clutching his chest, his eyes turning cold. "Master was right, there really is a powerful curse master helping Ye Tian! The Black Death Curse has been broken!"

"Could it be a Curse Master?"

The expressions of the three from the Divine Spirit Cult changed slightly.

The strongest curse masters were all in the Curse Master Branch of Dongxuan Academy.

"We must use curses to defeat curses!"

Fu Bing sneered, "I really want to meet him in person!"

Among them, a man with short hair like steel needles pondered, "Won't this alert the enemy?"

On the surface, their Divine Spirit Cult was abiding by the agreement to let Ye Tian go.

Secretly targeting the people around Ye Tian—if word of this got out, the Divine Spirit Cult would lose face.

That was why the Divine Spirit Cult chose to hire a curse master to assist them.

After all, for killing invisibly, one had to rely on a curse master!

"What is there to fear from a backwater place like Luo Family Town!"

Fu Bing said coldly, "Next, I'm afraid I will have to ask the three of you to make a trip."

The spiky-haired man thought for a moment before speaking slowly, "That works."

This Luo Xian was sheltering Ye Tian; that alone was enough to seal his death warrant.

As for Ye Tian.

He was just a piece of trash. What did it matter if they took him out!

They just had to keep things clean, otherwise it would be hard to report back.

...

Nighttime.

The servants, exhausted from a day's work, returned to their quarters one after another, tidying up and preparing for sleep.

Ye Tian sat cross-legged on a haystack in the cowshed, his fingers rubbing a small bronze tower.

Just now, he seemed to have seen the small bronze tower emitting blue fire.

Although it was only for a split second, he hadn't seen wrong.

It was indeed emitting a blue light!

So, while everyone was asleep, he sneaked over to the haystack in the cowshed to study it.

He tried pouring his divine sense into it.

Vaguely, he entered a mysterious world.

But before he could figure out what was going on, his divine sense was forcibly expelled.

Ye Tian's eyes widened. He had definitely been able to enter just now!

Could it be...

Thus, he sent his divine sense in again.

This time, before he could even see that foggy world, he was kicked out again.

Ye Tian gritted his teeth, refusing to give up.

He repeated this dozens of times!

Continuously probing!

Finally...

A clear blue flame surged out from the small bronze tower.

"Damn it! The cowshed!"

Ye Tian was scared out of his wits and hurriedly got up to put out the fire.

Just then, a leisurely woman's voice rang out in his mind.

"Nan Tian, is that you?"

Ye Tian's body shuddered.

Looking back, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman in a blue dress.

Ye Tian looked at her, a smile appearing on his lips. "Long time no see."

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