Hearing the sound, Bai Ran opened his eyes and leaped directly from his spot, narrowly dodging the Soundworm.
"Boom—" The Xuan Beast missed its target. Just then, Bai Ran gripped his sword and fiercely thrust it towards the Soundworm.
Roaring flames wrapped around the sword, erupting with a bang. The hard outer shell was scorched black, and the long sword easily pierced through it.
The massive body struggled frantically. Bai Ran twisted his hand, directly splitting it open.
The Soundworm fell to the ground, twitching occasionally, but unable to break free.
Bai Ran landed steadily and took out a clean handkerchief to wipe the dirt from his eyes. It was sticky and damp.
Dong Ling and Zhong Zi rushed over, anxiously examining Bai Ran's condition.
"My King! Are you alright? Do your eyes hurt?"
The Soundworm's saliva had a degree of toxicity, but such a minuscule amount was of no consequence to Bai Ran.
"I'm fine. Clean it up and take it back," Bai Ran said after wiping away the dirt, looking at the sprawled corpse on the ground.
Dong Ling and Zhong Zi nodded, raised their hands, and began to dissect the Soundworm. After removing its internal organs, they stored it in a storage ring.
Meanwhile, in the Demon Realm.
"You! You all! You actually!"
Dongfang Wuji rushed back, fearing he would miss something.
But when he personally saw Jing Feng's so-called beloved, his head felt like it was about to explode.
"The person you like is actually—!?"
Not long ago, Jing Feng had returned to the Demon Realm with Long Jinhan.
His heart pounded nervously. It was time to confess his feelings. He wondered how Jing Yun would react upon knowing...
Would he refuse, or...?
"Jing Feng? What are you standing there for?"
Speak of the devil, Jing Yun walked over, looking confused at Jing Feng, who was lost in thought.
Jing Feng was startled. Looking at him, he suddenly didn't know how to react: "Ah? I..."
"Why did you come back? Did your wife kick you out?"
Jing Yun stared at him intently, making Jing Feng even more nervous and stuttering. He couldn't possibly say he came back specifically to confess his love, could he...?
Jing Feng remained silent for a long time. Jing Yun frowned, looking at him in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
His direct gaze was torturous. He had never noticed before that this guy was quite handsome...
Jing Feng pursed his lips, then took a deep breath.
"I... I..."
"Jing Yun! We received news from the Divine Realm that the plan was successful!"
Tang Yi ran over, her face filled with joy. "The Madam's and the Madam's mother's bodies have been recovered! Baili Xiao has also severed ties with the Divine Realm!"
"Is it true!" Jing Yun's attention was instantly diverted, leaving Jing Feng in a state of bewildered chaos.
Dongfang Wuji, who had just returned, happened to witness the entire scene.
His mouth hung open, his jaw practically unhinged in shock. Others might not know, but he was well aware.
The words Jing Feng had yet to utter, and his nervous demeanor, like a young girl.
Everything pointed to Jing Feng liking Jing Yun!
"You! The person you like is actually—!!"
"Mph!"
Dongfang Wuji's mouth was covered by a large hand. Jing Feng frantically gestured to him.
"My dear ancestor, please shut up..."
With Dongfang Wuji's mouth flapping open and shut, his feelings could be ruined at any moment.
Jing Yun turned to look, frowning in confusion. What were these two muttering about?
Tang Yi almost burst into laughter. It seemed she had arrived at the wrong time, interrupting Jing Feng's plan.
"You all chat! You all chat! I, I have something to do!"
Tang Yi winked at Jing Feng, giving him a thumbs-up, and naturally pulled away the very unwilling Dongfang Wuji.
"What are you stirring up here? Let's go, let's go."
Dongfang Wuji hadn't recovered yet and was dragged out of the palace by Tang Yi.
Jing Yun looked at their retreating figures, completely bewildered and confused.
"One by one, what's wrong with them?"
He turned and saw Jing Feng covering his face with his hands, his cheeks flushed crimson.
"You...?"
An abrupt silence settled between them, filling the entire hall with an inexplicable tension.
Blushing? Jing Feng was blushing?
This was the first time he had ever seen Jing Feng blush since he met him...
Jing Feng gritted his teeth, his heart resolute, and met Jing Yun's surprised gaze.
"Jing Yun, I have something to tell you. Please listen first, and don't rush to answer me."
"Thump—thump—thump—"
What was this...? Jing Yun's ears also turned inexplicably red, his heart fluttering wildly.
Was the situation before him what he thought it was...?
Jing Feng looked at him directly, his palms sweating from nervousness.
"I think... I've fallen for you..."
Jing Yun froze, his cheeks inexplicably burning, his mind a complete blank: "You..."
"I said, don't rush to answer me..."
Jing Feng's face held a seriousness he had never shown before, mixed with boundless purity and shyness.
"I understand you might not be able to accept it immediately, but I'm se-"
The next moment, Jing Feng's eyes widened: "You! Are you alright!"
He, he, he! He's got a nosebleed???
Jing Yun's eyelashes trembled. He wiped beneath his nose, his hands covered in crimson.
"I! I'm fine!"
Jing Feng was flustered and didn't know what to do. He was a man and didn't habitually carry handkerchiefs.
So he could only use his sleeve to wipe his face: "Are you really okay?"
"Really fine..."
Jing Yun guiltily averted his gaze, the temperature of his cheeks terrifyingly high.
The gentle touch lingered on his face. He was going crazy... truly going crazy...
His nosebleed wouldn't stop and even worsened, which terrified Jing Feng.
"I'll go find you a doctor! Wait here!"
"Huh?"
Jing Yun reached out, but Jing Feng had already rushed away anxiously.
A soft sigh sounded, and Jing Yun smiled helplessly: "My tolerance is actually this poor..."
"But then again, it is him after all..."
'I think I've fallen for you...'
Every time he recalled this sentence and Jing Feng's expression when he said it, Jing Yun's nosebleed continued to flow.
He was truly going mad... He covered his face, breathing deeply.
Upon returning to Black Crow City, Vermilion Bird greeted him.
"Master, the Male Master has brought both bodies. He is waiting for you inside," Vermilion Bird pointed towards the inner room.
Bai Ran nodded, tidied himself up, and went in. The temperature inside was extremely low, with two giant ice coffins placed within.
Familiar faces, pale and bloodless, lay quietly in the ice coffins.
It was his mother, as he remembered her, gentle and unchanged.