Before Dream Weaving Divine Kingdom’s protective barrier, Shen Wuyi’s figure slowly descended. Her moon-like eyes flowed, gazing at strange palace and reflecting divine light ahead, perceiving vast, endless, ethereal soul aura unique to Dream Weaving.

Though also a Divine Kingdom, this world was not dim at all; instead, it was almost dazzlingly bright. Its aura lacked suffocating oppression, instead bringing peace to soul, almost making one want to close eyes and fall into deep slumber.

"As Divine Kingdom’s Divine Successor, one should be personally led by Divine Sovereign to tour various kingdoms, to behold full panorama of Abyss World."

Shen Wumingque’s voice sounded in her ear, carrying deep melancholy and regret: "And you, this is first time you have set foot in another Divine Kingdom’s territory..."

To become Divine Successor of another Divine Kingdom was supreme glory, but to become Divine Maiden of current Eternal Night Divine Kingdom was no less than being cursed with cruel malice... How unfair, how pitiful.

Shen Wuyi gently shook her head, her lips still holding a comforting faint smile. She stepped forward, her voice clear and cold as she faced clearly dazed guards of barrier: "Trouble you to inform Abyss Divine Son, Eternal Night’s Shen Wuyi requests an audience."

When news arrived, Meng Jianxi was in Divine Son Palace. He murmured in surprise: "Not only did he agree, but so quickly..."

He looked at Yun Che, his expression suddenly solemn: "Brother Yuan, this undoubtedly shows that Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal is by no means an ordinary variant Abyss Crystal. Its hidden power is likely far greater than we anticipated. Thus... it should absolutely not be given to Eternal Night Divine Kingdom."

Meng Jianxi’s words were undoubtedly most rational and correct judgment.

Yun Che feigned contemplation, then smiled: "Whether an item is precious depends on whose hands it is in. Just like water in a pond, it is life-giving dew to fish, but foul saliva to sand worms. My Dream Weaving cultivates soul, their Eternal Night cultivates profound seals. This Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal might become a sky-reaching crystal in Eternal Night, but in my Dream Weaving, perhaps this time, this is its greatest possible use."

Though he still felt it wiser to keep Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal, Meng Jianxi did not refute, but slightly nodded: "Reasonable. Since Brother Yuan has made his decision, I will not say more."

He took a step forward, carefully taking out "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal" and placing it before Yun Che: "This Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal, I return it completely to Brother Yuan. As for this Eternal Night Divine Maiden, how does Brother Yuan plan to meet her?"

Yun Che narrowed his eyes, a faint smile seemingly hiding unfathomable malice: "Right here. Oh, and invite her entourage as well, lest they say my Dream Weaving bullies others with its host advantage."

After seemingly casually giving instructions, Yun Che turned his back, his face serene, not revealing slightest ripple in his heart.

Eternal Night Divine Maiden personally arrived, and for first time. This matter could not be concealed. But it concerned Meng Jianyuan, so no one interfered, no one questioned. From Meng Kongchan to various Dream Palaces, all remained silent, pretending ignorance.

Brief wait, yet it felt exceptionally long.

Until a certain moment, as if a ray of light entered Divine Son Palace, spreading across palace, reaching deep into Yun Che’s Sea of Soul.

Shen Wuyi slowly stepped in. Instantly, dust settled, and myriad auras around seemed to hold their breath.

She wore black robes with plain sleeves, unstained by dust. Her figure was clear and pure like cold jade under moon, her brows lightly covered with frost and snow, exuding a detached, ethereal elegance. Her beautiful eyes were deep and cold, imbued with awe-inspiring divinity in every glance, noble and aloof... like a bright moon in memory, or a solitary cold star in distant night.

Yun Che silently gazed at her. All bright lights in world, at this moment, lost their luster.

Not far away, Shangguan Helu, Liu Zhanyi, and Meng Zhiyuan, who were originally full of excitement and curiosity, were all stunned and lost in thought.

Regarding Eternal Night Divine Maiden, they had only heard occasional rumors, but had never truly witnessed her. They had never even known that such a stunning beauty and such a pure, aloof aura could exist in world.

She was like a cold moon or solitary star that mistakenly entered mortal world from Eternal Night Abyss, exquisitely beautiful and sharp, making people dare not look directly, until they felt ashamed.

Their gazes met from afar, yet they were separated and mixed with emotions others could never fathom. Yun Che’s lips slightly moved, and he slowly smiled: "Who in Abyss World does not know that Eternal Night Divine Kingdom hides its jade in night, unwilling to even let sunlight touch it? For you to grace my humble residence today is truly an honor, I am overwhelmed."

Facing this undisguised sarcasm, Shen Wuyi’s expression remained unperturbed. To others, she had clearly prepared herself for humiliation. She met Yun Che’s gaze directly, her lips slightly parted: "Wuyi has come by invitation, and now stands before Abyss Divine Son. I ask Abyss Divine Son to keep his promise."

Her voice was soft and elegant, yet like jade shattering and ice chiming, lacking cold heart and soul of Eden Cloud Peak, but in no way weaker than awe-inspiring divine posture of that time. She clearly stood in a disadvantaged position, yet she made Dream Weaving people dare not show slightest contempt or blasphemy in their gaze.

"Oh?" Yun Che’s lips slightly curved, saying unhurriedly: "How do I remember, price I asked for was not just mere acceptance of invitation."

As words fell, he raised his hand, profound light shimmering. That two-foot-long, seven-apertured dragon-shaped profound crystal appeared before him, its eerie glow reflecting his ill-intentioned face: "This is what your Eternal Night desires, it seems to be called... Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal? As for how to make me willingly part with it, that will depend on Eternal Night Divine Maiden’s sincerity."

Standing behind Shen Wuyi, Shen Wumingque’s fingertips trembled slightly for several moments.

If it were not for being in Dream Weaving Divine Kingdom at this moment, she would have disregarded all dignity and forcibly snatched it.

And even at this time and place, she had several impulses to act... not for herself, not for Ignorant Divine Sovereign, but because she absolutely did not want to see Shen Wuyi humiliated, even if Shen Wuyi herself was willing.

Facing "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal," Shen Wuyi’s brows slightly furrowed, her gaze still clear and indifferent: "Since I have come here, I will naturally fulfill Abyss Divine Son’s wishes. Regarding matter in God Slumber Forbidden Zone, I was in wrong first. It is reasonable for Abyss Divine Son to seek redress. Even if you inflict triple wounds upon me, I will have no complaints." "But..." Her voice suddenly turned cold, like frost and snow condensing into thorns, chilling to heart: "I also have something to say first."

"Oh? Tell me." Yun Che looked interested.

"Since I am Eternal Night Divine Maiden, my honor and disgrace are tied to entire Eternal Night Divine Kingdom. I can retreat, be injured, be humiliated, but absolutely not beyond boundaries! And where boundary lies, Abyss Divine Son should know clearly."

As she spoke, a faint, desolate cold aura seemed to surround her, untouched by joy or anger, untainted by sorrow or happiness.

"Anything else?" Yun Che still looked at her leisurely.

Shen Wuyi continued: "I came here today, and I am only here for Abyss Divine Son alone."

In just a few words, meaning was clear... she could apologize, she could endure humiliation, but only before Yun Che alone.

To anyone, this could indeed, to greatest extent, preserve dignity of Eternal Night Divine Maiden, and even entire Eternal Night Divine Kingdom, in this situation.

Yun Che’s eyes half-closed, then he nodded very generously: "Good, since Eternal Night Divine Maiden personally requested it, if I were to heartlessly refuse, would that not be too undignified, too much of a spoilsport?"

He cupped his hand, "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal" had already disappeared from his fingertips. Smile on his lips became even more dangerous: "Then, how will Eternal Night Divine Maiden make me willingly hand over this Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal... I am very much looking forward to it."

He raised his hand and commanded: "Everyone, withdraw."

"Brother Yuan!"

"Wuyi!"

Meng Jianxi and Shen Wumingque spoke simultaneously, both with worried expressions.

In Meng Jianxi’s eyes, Yun Che was definitely not Shen Wuyi’s match. If Shen Wuyi was angered, or harbored ill intentions, and no one protected Yun Che, he would surely be in danger... after all, there was a precedent.

In Shen Wumingque’s eyes, this was Dream Weaving territory. If Yun Che harbored malicious intent, and she was not by Shen Wuyi’s side, it would be equivalent to pushing Shen Wuyi into an uncontrollable dangerous situation.

Yun Che did not react, his gaze fixed only on Shen Wuyi... Meng Jianxi’s forward step also retracted, and he said no more.

Shen Wuyi turned to face Shen Wumingque, softly saying: "I know Aunt cares about me most, but there is truly no need to worry. Setting aside his identity, which is tied to honor and disgrace of Dream Weaving Divine Kingdom, a person who is willing to endure double Desolate Devouring Punishment for a beloved woman, no matter what, would not be utterly evil."

Yun Che: "..."

"Besides, I am not a weakling either."

Shen Wumingque slowly put away worry in her eyes, and slowly nodded.

After a brief thought, Shen Wuyi added: "In a quarter of an hour, if I have not come out, Aunt may break in."

"Good." Shen Wumingque responded. With a quarter-hour limit, she felt a little more at ease.

Her figure moved back, retreating outside Divine Son Palace. Meng Jianxi also led his people away. As palace doors closed, this space was left with only two of them.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Che turned, and said faintly: "Since you want to avoid others’ eyes and ears so much, I have a perfect place here. Follow me if you dare."

Yun Che walked to his exclusive cultivation space, waved open barrier that no one could break, and stepped in with his head held high.

Shen Wuyi said no more, following closely behind. As barrier closed, their auras completely disappeared from everyone’s perception.

In empty, quiet world, only sound of his own gradually disordered heart beating could be heard.

Yun Che stopped, turned to face Shen Wuyi, his gaze no longer deep and playful, his voice no longer casual: "Barrier here was personally set up by Dreamless Divine Sovereign. Even he cannot enter without permission. You can rest assured."

As he spoke, his eyes watched her without blinking, as if joyfully, greedily confirming once again that figure before him was real her, not an illusory distant dream.

At same time, he did not forget to take out "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal," then gently pushed it before Shen Wuyi.

Shen Wuyi witnessed this so-called "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal." A very faint, but long-concealed, strange light reflected in her eyes...

If she were to forge a "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal" that conformed to "records," it would be impossible to achieve such perfection as one before her, whether it was dragon’s breath, Abyss light, or overflowing Abyss erosion aura.

This undoubtedly proved that Yun Che’s ability to control Abyss Dust far surpassed hers.

If she did not know everything, perhaps even she would not believe this was an artificially created Abyss Crystal.

Putting away "Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal," Shen Wuyi parted her lips and spoke: "Your ability far exceeds my expectations. You actually fully comprehended remote lip-reading in an instant, and perfectly replicated it within two short months. Should I praise you as... worthy of being Emperor of Eternal Pure Land?"

Yun Che’s lips bloomed into a smile, his voice as gentle as smoke: "A more fitting praise should be... worthy of being your husband."

Shen Wuyi faintly glanced sideways: "Is charming rhetoric also a form of imperial art? So that Heaven-Folding Divine Maiden fell for your trick?"

Yun Che subconsciously wanted to deny, then shook his head and smiled, sighing with emotion: "If it can be useful to you, then it is good."

Shen Wuyi faintly snorted, too lazy to respond, her voice slightly cold and deep: "Besides your glib tongue, you are indeed smart enough. Using Dragon-Coiling Seven Profound Crystal as bait, and under guise of settling old grievances, you forced me to come personally. This is indeed choice with fewest variables."

"Between husband and wife, there should naturally be telepathy." Yun Che’s expression remained same, his faint smile unchanged. Shen Wuyi’s step towards him was too precious, and his reciprocal steps allowed no flaw.

"You have a quarter of an hour to say what you want to say."

Yun Che’s gentle gaze and intimate words did not stir slightest ripple in her. She maintained a ten-step distance from him. In same space, two people, once husband and wife, were as ethereal and unreachable as if separated by a misty galaxy.

Yun Che composed his thoughts, and softly spoke: "When you left Pure Land, your response to me... meant you believed my words, right?"

Her arrival was already answer, but he still wanted to hear her admit it personally.

Shen Wuyi slowly said: "Cangfeng Liuyun, Xiao Che, Xia Qingyue... I saw that marriage contract, and our fingerprints."

"So, are you Xiao Che, or Yun Che?"

Yun Che’s vision suddenly blurred.

This was an answer he had not expected... or rather, dared not hope for, a thousand times more beautiful than most resolute response he had imagined.

"It actually... is still there... actually... completely intact..."

He murmured, his eyes slightly out of focus due to blurriness. Shen Wuyi wanted to say that marriage contract was not intact, but her gaze met his expression at this moment, and she inexplicably could not speak.

"Hoo..." Yun Che exhaled a long breath. When his eyes turned, they were clear: "So, you are also willing to fight alongside me? Even if path ahead is destined for nine deaths and one life."

"Nine deaths and one life?" She seemed to let out a faint sneer: "Then you think too highly of us two. Since you have stepped onto Pure Land, you should know what kind of existence Abyss Emperor is. A mere forty-odd years, two rootless duckweeds, let alone overthrowing entire Abyss, just contending against Abyss Emperor alone is a fool’s dream."

Yun Che smiled, a more heartfelt smile than before: "But you still decided to fight alongside me..."

Although her words were full of sarcasm and sharpness, she did not say "you," but "us two."

Shen Wuyi shifted her gaze, looking at empty space, her voice becoming exceptionally slow and gentle: "Although I believed your words, it was only belief. Because current me is not Xia Qingyue after all, but Shen Wuyi."

"This ‘belief’ absolutely does not mean I will blindly follow you. On contrary, I, Shen Wuyi, since dawn of my memory, have considered myself a rational and cold-blooded person. And people like me would never foolishly choose a path of certain death." "But..."

Her eyelashes lowered, and she slowly closed her eyes: "After leaving God Slumber Forbidden Zone, I slept for a long time, but not a moment of peace in my dreams. Countless voices constantly pricked me, urging me to make a choice."

"Perhaps it is instinct of deeply hidden consciousness, perhaps it is my sealed past..."

Yun Che: "..."

"And in God Slumber Forbidden Zone, a sentence you spoke deeply touched me."

She slowly extended her right hand, her five fingers gleaming like carved ice, her wrist lightly enveloped in faint flowing light. Every inch of her skin seemed to carry a heaven-bestowed divine charm, yet she could never perceive slightest warmth or affinity from this world.

"My body, my soul, everything about me... is silently rejecting this world."

"Long ago, I suspected... until I was certain, I am definitely not a person of this world."

Her jade fingers closed, her gaze returned, looking at man who suddenly entered her life: "So, this time, I choose to trust intuition of my body and soul... even if path ahead is a hopeless dead end."

"That is not a dead end, absolutely not." Yun Che’s eyes seemed to hold thousands more stars, his voice filled with a confidence and resolve he had never had since entering Abyss: "When I was alone, I never thought of failure. Now with you by my side, we, husband and wife, are united, and there is absolutely no possibility of failure."

"Moreover," Yun Che’s voice gradually became fervent: "To see you, who fell into Abyss, reappear in my life completely unharmed, I know that in this world, there is endless hope and possibility, but never a true dead end."

"So..." Shen Wuyi suddenly said: "Why exactly did I fall into this world?"

No evasion, no concealment. Yun Che looked directly at her, his words plain: "You fought to death with me, were severely injured and defeated, forced into a desperate situation. Unwilling to die by my hand, you chose... to fall into Abyss."

"...!?" Shen Wuyi’s moon-like brows suddenly furrowed, speechless for a long time.

Yun Che still looked directly into her eyes, allowing her to see his flawless honesty and endless guilt: "Grudges and favors, causes and effects within this, not to mention a quarter of an hour, even a day and a night would not be enough to explain. But please believe at least, I absolutely..."

"Wait!" Shen Wuyi suddenly interrupted him. Her brows were deeply furrowed, strange light flowing, her gaze towards Yun Che, for first time, carried sharp, piercing doubt:

"You mean, when I fell into Abyss back then, I was already severely injured and on verge of death?"

In an instant, Yun Che knew what she was questioning.

He said frankly: "Yes. You could not even stand then. It was almost your last strength that sent you falling into Abyss."

"That is strange then." Shen Wuyi’s moon-like eyes grew several shades colder: "Records of Abyss contain many who fell from Eternal Pure Land. Most died and had their souls extinguished during fall. Those who survived to enter this world are very few in entire history of Abyss."

"And these survivors, their cultivation was all at Divine Master Realm Level Ten, which is cultivation limit that profound practitioners of Eternal Pure Land can reach, and undoubtedly peak existences of that world."

"Even at such a strong realm, there was only a slight possibility of surviving fall. And records show that those who barely survived were all covered in wounds, their internal organs shattered, their breath as faint as a wisp of smoke. Their descriptions mentioned encountering incredibly terrifying and incredibly long spatial turbulence during fall, with no escape or avoidance. For them to survive with their cultivation was truly a heaven-sent fortune."

"And when I woke up, my cultivation was also at Divine Master Realm Level Ten."

Her voice paused slightly, her tone subtle: "So, you mean... with my cultivation at Divine Master Realm, in a severely injured and dying state, I actually safely passed through that terrifyingly long spatial turbulence, and fell alive from Eternal Pure Land into this Abyss World?"

"Even that fragile marriage contract, which could be shattered with a flick, is completely intact?"