Chapter 828: The Incident at Xin Jiang Mountain

Before, Nie Shuangshuang was merely an acquaintance. But learning she'd opened a Beijing bar just for him profoundly altered his perception.

“Brother Ye, I’m so happy you saved me! Hahaha— Afterward, I realized you disliked my killing, so I haven’t killed anyone since. Hahaha.” Nie Shuangshuang felt the encroaching frost invade her dantian. She knew continued exposure would be fatal.

Yet, she felt no regret, content to die by Ye Mo's side.

“Sorry,” Ye Mo apologized again.

Nie Shuangshuang offered a sweet, almost saintly smile. Looking at Ye Mo, she whispered, “Brother Ye, I already told you. It was my decision. You don’t need to apologize.”

Ye Mo, guilt-ridden, replied, “My apologies are for saving you twice so casually, without intention, without considering you a friend then.”

Though anticipating her disappointment, he chose honesty, intending to establish their friendship.

Unexpectedly, Nie Shuangshuang calmly responded, “Brother Ye, I know you considered me a friend then. I’ll never feel lonely with you.”

Her voice faded to silence. Her eyelids closed; even in death, she clung to the belief that his rescues stemmed from friendship.

He felt her voice lingering, yet knew her chi had vanished.

Seeing Nie Shuangshuang still leaning on him, Ye Mo trembled. He was unprepared for her death, overwhelmed by emotion.

“Arghhh!” Ye Mo howled, burning his essence blood. He knew this act bordered on self-destruction, yet even in death, he'd create a beautiful place for her, proving their friendship, ending her loneliness.

The egg spun rapidly as he burned his essence blood. Just as he spat more blood, he felt the golden dot above his dantian begin to spin.

Was the golden page world spinning? The two eggs grew colder, yet a cold stream flowed into Ye Mo’s golden page world. He couldn't control both.

A rumble shook his brain. Opening his eyes, he found himself in the golden page world, the egg still frigid. Nie Shuangshuang was there too, but her hands had left the huge egg.

This was his second visit, yet he hadn't achieved foundation establishment. He surmised his near-death state triggered it—the golden page seemingly preserving his life at death's door.

He loathed the egg that had caused Nie Shuangshuang's fate. ‘I will spirit control you!’ As the frosty flow entered through him, he channeled a sliver of his spirit chi into it, initiating control.

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Luo Ying, Ning Qingxue, and the others had spent over a month in the small world, fully comprehending Ye Mo’s actions there. More pressing than his battles was the mystery of Mu Xiaoyun.

Their month-long search, aided by the Magical Merchant Association's countless notices, yielded no news of Ye Mo. Yun Ziyi revealed his request for vast quantities of formation texts, followed by a years-long disappearance.

Learning these women were Ye Mo’s family, Yun Ziyi intensified her efforts to ingratiate herself. She finally understood Ye Mo’s disinterest: any of his wives far surpassed her.

Her only solace was a perceived slight advantage in beauty over Luo Fei.

“Sister Luo Ying and Qingxue, do you think we might have arrived while Brother was out?” Tang Beiwei asked.

Yun Ziyi shook her head. “Probably not. Brother Ye has been gone for years. If he’d left, he would have sought you first. His absence suggests he didn’t leave.”

As they concurred, the manager arrived, giving Yun Ziyi a small wax pill. She opened it and immediately rose.

“What’s happening?” Tang Beiwei asked.

“An ancient ruin was discovered on Xin Jia Mountain. Inside, a teleportation formation was found, now active,” Yun Ziyi announced.

Luo Ying stared, shocked. “You know about teleportation formations?”

Yun Ziyi nodded. “Yes, our family had one to the outside world, but it exploded. My father departed through it and hasn't returned.”

Ning Qingxue’s face lit up. “Ziyi, does that formation lead outside?”

Yun Ziyi confirmed, “Yes.”

Tang Beiwei exclaimed urgently, “Then let’s go! Perhaps Brother left through that formation!”

As the four women rushed off, Yun Ziyi called, “Wait for me!”

Aboard the flying sword, she realized their ability to fly, secretly admiring it while refraining from asking.

An hour later, they reached Xin Jia Mountain, finding a large crowd.

“Ji Mei, you’re here! Where’s Brother Ye?” A blue-shirted man approached the teleportation formation, addressing a beautiful woman.

Ji Mei, recognizing Fu Wu, who had saved her with Ye Mo, replied, “It’s Brother Fu. Brother Ye had pressing matters and left alone.”

The blue-shirted man, suspicious, frowned. Ji Mei, Ye Mo’s maid, was at Xin Jia Mountain?

Tang Beiwei, sharp-eared, asked, “May I ask your friend’s full name?”

Impressed by their beauty, Fu Wu replied, “A friend, Ye Mo.”

“What? Where is Ye Mo?” The women surrounded him.

Fu Wu glanced at Ji Mei, the last to see Ye Mo.

Ji Mei explained, “After Brother Ye brought me to Xin Jia Mountain, he disappeared. I’ve been cultivating here since.”

“So Ye Mo has been here?” Luo Ying asked immediately.

Ji Mei assessed Luo Ying, sensing a rival in beauty and likely strength.