Chapter 475: Even if It’s the Primordial Witch, I’ll Cuckold Her For You! p2
Xue Yi pursed her lips, staring intently at the Primordial Witch.
It was no wonder. She had been scheming for ten thousand years, waiting for the birth of Regina, a life created by the Primordial Witch… However, before that, due to her lifespan issue, she had no choice but to go to the Eastern Continent, seeking Emperor Medicine to extend her life. Unexpectedly, she was trapped in the Abyss, almost having her spiritual sense shattered.
Now, after finally devouring Regina, the answer she heard was completely different from what she imagined.
“Devouring Regina can lead to Transcendence, this isn’t a lie.”
“But I haven’t felt myself comprehending the Dao Rhyme of Transcendence—”
Before Xue Yi could finish speaking, the Primordial Witch chuckled softly, tilted her head, and looked at Mu Zhian: “Isn’t the possibility of Transcendence right before your eyes now?”
Xue Yi’s beautiful eyes flickered. She was a woman with both beauty and intelligence. Hearing the Primordial Witch’s words, she naturally thought of something.
Thinking carefully, there were currently two Transcendence Realm experts in the Nine Provinces, the Jade Empress and the Sword Palace Master… And if there was any commonality between them, it could only be—
—Mu Zhian.
Xue Yi gave Mu Zhian a meaningful look, recalling the vast Spiritual Energy not belonging to the Nine Provinces that he had just infused into her body, suspicion rising in her heart.
…Could the Jade Empress and the Sword Palace Master’s Transcendence be related to him?
The Primordial Witch lazily stretched, revealing a small section of her snow-white and delicate waist.
Her curves were between those of a mature woman and a young girl, her figure graceful, her smile bright and cheerful, a stark contrast to the dim hall.
The moment their gazes met, even Mu Zhian, who had navigated the flowers for many years, felt his heart race, his gaze involuntarily fixed on her, as if her every smile, every casual movement, could captivate all beings.
“Don’t you have anything to say to me, Mu Lang?”
Seemingly noticing Mu Zhian’s slightly dazed look, the Primordial Witch beckoned gently to him.
Her casual glance, her movement, even her words seemed to reach the depths of his soul. Mu Zhian’s gaze was somewhat dazed, his eyes losing some of their light.
Under her gentle gaze, he slowly moved towards the Primordial Witch, step by step.
Thinking carefully, he had never truly looked at the Primordial Witch’s appearance. Although she had the same face as Wei Mengrou, their temperaments were completely different.
Mu Zhian gazed at the Primordial Witch through the hazy black mist, and her gentle gaze that seemed to embrace all things.
All the doubts in his heart vanished, replaced by an uncontrollable urge—to be intimate with her at all costs.
Xue Yi watched this scene and subconsciously said, “Mother—”
The Primordial Witch tilted her head slightly to look at her, placing a finger against her red lips, making a ‘shh’ gesture.
Then, she saw the young man approaching, a captivatingly beautiful smile appearing on her face, and extended her right hand towards him.
“I know you have many questions. Come with me first… After this, I will tell you everything you want to know.”
As her words fell, Mu Zhian suddenly snapped out of his daze, his brows furrowing slightly, sensing something amiss.
“Charm technique…?” Mu Zhian asked.
“Not quite.”
The Primordial Witch gently shook her head, a charming smile blooming on her frail and delicate face: “I just made some slight adjustments to the rules of heaven and earth.”
“After I leave with you, how long until we can come back?” Mu Zhian asked.
The Primordial Witch asked strangely, “Come back for what?”
Mu Zhian was momentarily speechless, thinking, Does she want me to abandon my entire fishpond?
Leaving for a few days was fine, but if he left for several years… the Nine Provinces would probably be turned upside down.
The Primordial Witch smiled, pursing her lips, moved closer to Mu Zhian, took his hand, and gently placed it on her chest, her silver eyes deep and alluring: “After leaving with Mu Lang this time, I’ll take you to the World Sea, then… let Mu Lang properly make up for my loneliness of tens of thousands of years.”
Strands of black mist seemed to silently drift towards Mu Zhian in the air. A formation quietly appeared beneath their feet, seemingly about to take him out of the Southern Wilderness Divine Hall.
Seeing this, Xue Yi’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, about to intervene.
She didn’t know why she wanted to stop the Primordial Witch, but no matter what, she couldn’t let the Primordial Witch take Mu Zhian away now.
And the matter of her being ‘framed’ by Mu Zhian hadn’t been resolved yet. Moreover, this person had too many secrets; she couldn’t just let him leave.
However, at this moment, black mist silently spread beneath Xue Yi’s feet, like a swamp, completely engulfing her body.
“Your strength isn’t even one-fifth of what it used to be. The past you might have been able to exchange a few blows with me, but now… just be obedient.”
The Primordial Witch smiled gently, raising her hand to caress Mu Zhian’s face, her silver eyes filled with endless charm: “I share memories with her. She was too gentle to you in the past, which is why there are more and more girls around you.”
“Do you love me, Mu Lang?”
Mu Zhian, always steady, his mind racing, said softly, “Naturally…”
He paused, seeing the Primordial Witch’s affectionate gaze, and continued, “It’s no problem for me to leave with you… But I have to tell the others first, so they won’t worry later…”
The Primordial Witch gently shook her head: “No need to tell them. After all, their love for Mu Lang is only so-so.”
“Even if their love is combined, it can’t compare to my love alone. Only I have always loved Mu Lang deeply, and only I will always consider Mu Lang’s interests. Other women only like Mu Lang’s appearance. None of them can endure tens of thousands of years of loneliness waiting for one person. The so-called ‘love’ is just a feeling that fades with time.”
She gently wrapped her arms around Mu Zhian’s neck and whispered, “Except for me.”
So even though you’re both Sister Mengrou, why is your personality so different? Is this a split personality?! Mu Zhian complained wildly inwardly. However, when he tried to speak, he found he couldn’t.
The influence of the rules of heaven and earth.
The maid who usually followed Mu Zhian was the type who appeared cold on the surface, but was actually easily shy. She was once an innocent and uneducated girl…
And the second Primordial Witch spiritual sense, although already showing some yandere tendencies, was still gentle and hadn’t done anything too outrageous.
But now…
This third Primordial Witch spiritual sense… something seemed wrong. Was this spiritual sense a yandere?
Cold sweat dripped from Mu Zhian’s forehead.
“Also, after we go to the World Sea, Mu Lang, don’t call me ‘you’ anymore. I am Mu Lang’s true wife.”
The Primordial Witch’s tone was filled with gentleness and love.
She raised her fingertip, and strands of black mist silently enveloped her and Mu Zhian. The black formation beneath their feet, mysterious and magnificent, quietly lit up.
Just then, a green light silently appeared between the two, forcibly separating Mu Zhian and the Primordial Witch.
Mu Zhian felt his face buried in a soft and ample bosom.
There seemed to be… a faint fragrance.
The rules of heaven and earth were rewritten once again, no longer under the Primordial Witch’s control.
The woman in the black gauze dress looked at the empty hall, the gentle smile on her face finally fading slightly. She casually lifted her eyelids and looked towards the hall entrance.
This glance made her gaze freeze.
A fairy with a tall and graceful figure gently stroked Mu Zhian’s hair. She looked up with a smile.
Then, a soft and melodious voice echoed faintly through the silent hall.
“You are his wife, then what is this Seat?”
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