Chapter Eight: Have You Ever Thought of Marrying Me?

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The vicious tongue and despicable gestures of Boss Li nearly made the two immortals explode with rage. Only their profound cultivation kept them from seeking immediate retribution against him.

Xiao Ying couldn’t help tugging at Li Chengzhu from behind. “That’s enough; stop cursing. It’s just too awful.”

Boss Li turned, grinning, and whispered, “You think I really want to insult them? Damn it, scolding them doesn’t shave two pounds off my body. All it does is sully my pure mouth.” He even waved his hand for emphasis, feigning indignation, while Xiao Ying pursed her lips beside him. Shameless as ever, Boss Li continued, “I’m just trying to distract them a bit so your sister and the others have an easier time.”

Xiao Ying blinked her eyes in doubt. “Will that work? After a thousand years of cultivation, their minds are surely unshakable. Can you really distract them?”

Boss Li turned away, snorting heavily. “Good things never come easy.” Then, brandishing his trumpet flower, he launched another verbal barrage.

Xiao Ying hastily set up a soundproof barrier for herself.

After half an hour of enduring this auditory torture, the two immortals finally reached the limits of their patience. The relentless battle left them with no energy to maintain their own soundproof barriers, and they gradually realized that these harmless words provoked an unbridled fury within them—a wrath so intense that they wanted nothing more than to rush down and pummel Boss Li’s mouth into a bloody mess.

“I can’t stand it anymore.” Boss Li wiped his dry lips. “These two are something else. Not a single fart from them after all this.” Glancing at Xiao Ying, who remained tranquil and at ease, calmly observing the situation, he grew even more agitated.

“I curse your ancestors, damn your master, trample your mother, and ride your wife!” Boss Li, enraged, opened his mouth for one last bombardment.

But what happened next nearly brought him to tears.

Driven to utter madness, the two immortals ignored Yuan Mu and the others’ attacks, relying only on their protective treasures, and charged with their immortal swords straight at Boss Li.

Cultivators generally revere their masters, but Boss Li’s insult to their forebears struck a nerve, compelling them to disregard all costs and slay the blasphemer with their blades.

Boss Li wanted to run, but his legs felt weighed down with lead—he hadn’t paused to recover his spiritual energy and was now paying dearly for it. He couldn’t even summon the Nine Heavens Grand Cauldron.

Li Chengzhu wanted to slap himself. Like the wolf of Dongshan, he grew arrogant the moment he had the upper hand. Why did it come to this—all for a few insults?

Unaffected by the chaos, Xiao Ying reacted first, unleashing her defensive treasure and flying sword, and leapt in front of Boss Li to shield him.

Stunned, Boss Li instantly understood. Without hesitation, he grabbed Xiao Ying’s shoulder, using his last ounce of strength to toss her backward.

As they brushed past one another, he caught a fleeting glimpse of worry and anxiety in Xiao Ying’s eyes. He managed a bleak smile in her direction, his lips parting as if to speak.

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As the two immortal swords drew ever closer, Boss Li suddenly felt something stir inside him, as if something was about to burst forth.

At that moment, a brilliant white light flashed before him. There was a series of crisp clangs, followed by a dull thud and a woman’s muffled groan.

Staring at the sword tip protruding from the white figure before him, and the blood dripping steadily to the ground, Li Chengzhu’s heart clenched with a pain he had never known, making his whole body tremble.

Pressing his parched lips together, Boss Li forced himself through his grief and staggered to the white figure, reaching out to steady the small, swaying body.

With a bang, the immortal sword’s embedded attack array activated, blasting Li Chengzhu off his feet.

“Sister!” Xiao Ying finally cried out, teleporting to Gu Linglong’s side, catching her as her body, already soaked with blood, slumped to the ground.

Chattering teeth, Boss Li crawled inch by inch across the ground, ignoring his own wounds. With every move, he left a long streak of blood behind, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the bloodstained white figure.

“Sister, are you alright?” Xiao Ying, voice trembling with tears, pressed her hands to Gu Linglong’s abdomen, but couldn’t stop the gushing blood.

“Hurry, give her healing medicine!” Li Chengzhu called out weakly from behind.

“Oh, right!” Xiao Ying snapped back to herself, tears streaming down her cheeks as she fumbled through her ring for healing salves, sprinkling them on Gu Linglong’s wound and pressing a healing pill to her lips.

The intense pain made Gu Linglong’s body convulse, her face drained of all color.

Boss Li finally finished his painful crawl, slumping against Xiao Ying’s shoulder. Gently, he drew Gu Linglong into his arms.

“Linglong.” At last, Boss Li spoke the name that had haunted his heart for so long. He reached out to smooth the disheveled strands from Gu Linglong’s forehead. “Why?”

Gu Linglong looked up at her first man, her lips moving in a determined effort to smile, but the pain forced beads of sweat from her brow and drained her face of all color.

“I don’t know either. My body… just moved… on its own.” Gu Linglong forced the words from her lips, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

Usually cold and unsmiling, yet in this moment of danger, she wielded her immortal sword to shield him from all harm.

At some point amid the war, Boss Li had come to depend on this woman.

Her butterfly, her Empty Treasure Mirror, had shielded him from countless attacks atop the Red Rock Plateau, allowing him to fight the angels without worry.

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And now, was he to lose her?

Heaven and earth together, yet still apart! When did he ever think to tell her these words?

Suppressing his grief, Li Chengzhu lifted his head. Overhead, dark clouds gathered as if rain were imminent, and even the air shimmered with ripples.

He reached out, wiping the blood from Gu Linglong’s lips, forcing a smile as he softly comforted her, “Don’t worry, you’ll be alright.”

Gu Linglong strained to lift her hand, trying to touch Boss Li’s face, but her arm fell halfway. Li Chengzhu caught her hand and pressed it to his cheek.

Blinking slowly, Gu Linglong gazed at Li Chengzhu, her eyes tender and weak, but filled with affection. She smiled. “As long as you’re safe, that’s enough.”

As long as you’re safe, that’s enough! These six words pounded Li Chengzhu’s heart like a heavy hammer, filling him with unspeakable pain.

A strange flush appeared on Gu Linglong’s pale face, suffusing her cheeks with a hint of red; even her dull eyes regained some of their former brightness.

“Have you… ever thought of marrying me?” As she asked, Gu Linglong seemed like a shy girl, her cheeks growing redder, her gaze never leaving Boss Li’s face.

The wind howled, and the beauty before him was as flawless as jade.

Everything seemed suddenly as it would on Earth.

Marriage—these two words had never sounded so dear to Boss Li.

“Yes… yes!” Gazing at Gu Linglong’s fleeting brilliance, a wave of sorrow surged through Boss Li, nearly suffocating him.

“When we return to Rainbow City, we’ll get married!” Boss Li wiped his eyes and nodded firmly.

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