Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"Master, why did you abandon me!"

Luo Xue's voice was filled with resentment as she tightly gripped Lin Mo's neck with both hands.

He was afraid that if he let go, his master would disappear again.

Due to inertia, the two fell directly onto the gold bricks of the Qianqing Palace.

Lin Mo was pressed down heavily, and the back of his head hit the ground with a dull thud.

"hiss--"

Lin Mo gasped.

Before he could react, Luo Xue had already buried her face deeply in the crook of his neck.

Lin Mo was completely stunned.

What's going on?

He threw himself into my arms as soon as he woke up?

However, upon hearing the word "Master," Lin Mo instantly understood.

This woman definitely sees herself as the man from her memories.

After all, the two look exactly alike.

At this moment, Luo Xue was pressed tightly against Lin Mo.

The faint, chilling fragrance emanating from her body brazenly entered Lin Mo's nostrils.

What's even more crucial is that Luo Xue's figure is simply too stunning.

The thin fabric couldn't hide its amazing softness at all.

The two were pressed tightly together, and the overwhelming pressure from Luo Xue's chest continued to squeeze Lin Mo's chest with Luo Xue's heavy breathing.

Lin Mo's mind went completely blank for a moment.

Who can resist this!

He instinctively reached out to hug Luo Xue's waist.

However, less than three seconds later...

Lin Mo's expression changed.

Luo Xue is incredibly strong!

She is a top-tier demonic cultivator capable of withstanding a combined attack from the righteous path.

Even though he is currently depleted of qi and blood, his physical strength is still terrifyingly powerful.

Those slender arms were tightly wrapped around Lin Mo's neck, the force increasing.

Lin Mo felt like his cervical spine was about to be broken.

He had difficulty breathing, and his face turned red.

"Cough cough... Let... let go..."

Lin Mo patted Luo Xue's back haphazardly with both hands.

"Beautiful lady...you've mistaken me for someone else...I'm not your master!"

"Cough cough! Let go! You're choking me to death!"

Lin Mo exerted all his strength, mobilizing the chaotic true essence within his body, and forcefully pushed Luo Xue outward.

boom!

Luo Xue was pushed away and fell onto the gold bricks next to her.

Lin Mo clutched his neck, panting heavily.

What a close call! I almost died before I even got started, and my wife strangled me to death in the bedroom.

Luo Xue collapsed to the ground, her body stiffening abruptly.

She stared blankly at Lin Mo, a hint of astonishment flashing in her blood-red eyes.

The touch of skin against skin just now, the scent...

wrong!

Luo Xue suddenly realized what was happening.

She stared intently at Lin Mo, her gaze sweeping over him like a knife.

The man before me had the exact same facial features, contours, and physique as my master.

but.

The master's hair was silvery-white like frost and snow, and his eyes were eerily blood-red.

That's a characteristic that only comes with cultivating the Blood Heaven Demon Art.

And the person in front of me.

Black hair, black eyes.

More importantly, the breathing was completely wrong.

The aura emanating from my master was cold, domineering, and filled with destructive bloodline power.

And this man.

Although it possesses a violent energy, it also exudes an ancient and desolate feel.

It's not Master's aura at all!

Luo Xue's expression changed instantly.

The original grievances and dependence vanished without a trace, replaced by coldness and undisguised murderous intent.

The surrounding air temperature dropped sharply.

A thin layer of frost formed on the gold bricks on the ground of Qianqing Palace, centered on Luo Xue.

"You are not him."

Luo Xue's voice was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.

[Ding! Luo Xue's intimacy level -10!]

Lin Mo: ? ? ?

A system notification suddenly sounded in my mind.

Holy crap!?

What's going on?!

Lin Mo covered his neck, staring blankly at the system panel.

The intimacy level, which was originally at a full 100, instantly dropped to 90.

Why did it even lower my favorability rating?!

Lin Mo became anxious.

This is my wife with god-level rewards, what's the point of playing if our intimacy level drops to zero!

"Um, honey, no, beautiful lady, calm down and listen to me..."

Lin Mo wanted to explain.

Luo Xue, however, gave her no chance at all.

She slowly stood up, her long, silvery-white hair moving without any wind.

In his blood-red eyes, the killing intent was almost tangible.

"He has the exact same face as my master, but possesses completely different spiritual power and aura..."

Luo Xue stared intently at Lin Mo, speaking each word slowly and deliberately, her voice filled with overwhelming hatred.

"You...possessed Master's body!?"

boom!

Before she finished speaking, a terrifying pressure erupted from Luo Xue's body.

In an instant, a biting chill swept over the entire Qianqing Palace.

[Ding! Luo Xue's intimacy level -60!]

The system beep sounded again.

Lin Mo was utterly dismayed as he watched the intimacy level on the panel plummet.

"No, sis, can you please stop having such a vivid imagination!"

Lin Mo quickly waved his hand.

Luo Xue, however, wouldn't listen to a word.

She walked towards Lin Mo step by step, the frost under her feet spreading continuously, even freezing the air into tiny ice crystals.

But halfway there, the snow suddenly stopped.

"wrong……"

She frowned slightly and looked Lin Mo up and down.

"You're too weak."

"Your cultivation is as insignificant as an ant's, not even comparable to a single finger of my master's. How could you possibly take him away?"

Lin Mo's lips twitched violently.

"No... isn't what you said a bit too hurtful?"

"I am the Great Qian Emperor, with 180 years of cultivation! How did I become an ant?"

But Luo Xue completely disregarded Lin Mo's feelings.

She suddenly raised her hand, and the surrounding ice crystals instantly gathered, transforming into a crystal-clear ice sword, pointing directly at Lin Mo's throat.

The tip of the sword was less than an inch from Lin Mo's Adam's apple.

The biting cold made the hairs on Lin Mo's neck stand on end.

"explain!"

Luo Xue's blood-red eyes were fixed on Lin Mo.

"Who are you? Why do you look exactly like my master?"

[Ding! Luo Xue's intimacy level -10!]

"Where am I? Why am I here?"

[Ding! Luo Xue's intimacy level -10!]

Seeing the intimacy level plummet like a dive, dropping to 10 in the blink of an eye, Lin Mo became completely anxious.

This level of intimacy was painstakingly cultivated by him, bit by bit, with every drop of blood and every breath.

It just fell off like that, doesn't it make sense?!

If he falls any further, that woman will definitely stab him to death!

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Lin Mo quickly interrupted Luo Xue's daydreaming.

"Don't be impulsive, I'm not a bad person!"

Lin Mo quickly organized his thoughts, speaking at an extremely fast pace.

"I'm the one who rescued you from that broken purple crystal."

"I know your mind is a complete mess right now, and there are a lot of questions you can't figure out."

"What a coincidence! I'm just like you, there are many things I don't understand!"

As Lin Mo spoke, he carefully pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers and moved it to the side.

"So we need to sit down and have a calm and rational talk to get our granularity aligned."

"Graininess?"

Luo Xue tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her blood-red eyes.

She clearly didn't understand the modern vocabulary that Lin Mo was using.

But then, he grasped the key point in Lin Mo's words.

"You mean...?"

"Did you rescue me from the Eternal Silence Crystal?"