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When Fan Yue landed at the Carefree Pavilion, Hua Hong was in the middle of kicking that annoying fox out the front gate. She turned around and found Fan Yue standing under the tree. The Lord of Haoyue Palace looked composed, and there was no telling whether his mood was dark or clear. Hua Hong looked him over from every side, saw no sign of that wretched half-immortal, and sidled up to him. "My lord, did you leave her behind in Unfettered City?" Fan Yue glanced down at her. The blacksmith gave an awkward smile and quickly raised her hands, muttering, "I wasn't spying on you. With the commotion at Unfettered Tower, it would've been hard not to hear about it." Fan Yue was the master of Unfettered City, but Hua Hong managed it quietly in his stead. He had barely shown himself at Unfettered Tower before the news reached her. Fan Yue had no wish to say more and turned into the pavilion. Hua Hong refused to let it go. She hovered around him, front and back, ...

"This Lord is unwilling." Four cold, indifferent words, and Bai Shuo felt everything inside her turn to ice. Her little disciple had not vanished. But he would never come back. The Boundless City of Bliss had no master, yet it stood at the very edge of the demon realm. Who but a half-god could reach it in an instant? The illusion demon butterflies were born thirsty for blood. If they had not feared him, would they ever have let her go? Purple Moon Lake was the divine relic of the Demon God, something that existed only in legends for a thousand years. For a little rabbit demon to know where it was had always been a joke. She had always known he was Fan Yue, not Mumu. But what if? Just what if? A Chongzhao who was already a Lord, who would enter the Nine Heavens Palace and walk ten thousand years of immortal path. The road she could walk beside him ended here. A half-immortal like Bai Shuo lived only a hundred years. What if her Mumu had been willing to spend a few deca...

They say the first time is strange and the second is familiar. When Bai Shuo touched that cool, warm body again, she snapped her eyes up and found the face she had expected. A pair of pitch-black eyes gazed steadily down at her. They were not Mumu's. Her heart lurched, and she began to stammer. "Pa-Pa-Palace Lord... I... I..." She scrambled to push herself up, but her hand pressed down on the dark star at the very center of Fan Yue's chest. His brow creased. "I didn't mean it!" Bai Shuo panicked even more. She jerked both hands into the air as if she'd been shocked, and the more flustered a person got, the less dignified they became. The moment her hands left him, she fell flat onto his chest again. He let out a muffled grunt. Whether from pain or anger, she couldn't tell. Bai Shuo didn't dare move. She lay there like a salted fish and simply resigned herself, shutting her eyes. Forget it! It wasn't the first time she'd courted ...