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Pink clouds swirl around the fairy island.

Lin Xuan and Nuwa sat facing each other.

The jar of wine had already been opened.

An intensely rich peach blossom fragrance instantly filled the air. This was no ordinary wine; it was a special edition brewed by Lin Xuan using the "Eternal Peaches" rewarded by the system and "Tender Affection Powder."

Anything produced by our system is guaranteed to be of high quality.

The instructions clearly state: This wine is non-toxic, but it can lower one's guard and amplify one's emotions. Even a saint would become confused after drinking it.

"Goddess Nuwa, this wine is called 'Drunken Mortal World'." Lin Xuan poured Nuwa a cup; the wine was amber in color, crystal clear. "Want to try some?"

Nuwa picked up her wine cup and took a small sip.

It tastes sweet upon entry, followed by a warm current flowing down the throat into the stomach, and then quickly spreading to every part of the body.

The feeling was like being enveloped in warm sunshine, making you feel lazy and relaxed.

"Good wine." Nuwa's cheeks flushed instantly, and her eyes became dreamy.

"The wine is good, but the person is even better." Lin Xuan raised his glass, looking intently at her. "You know what? Ever since I first saw you, I've been thinking, how can there be such a beautiful person in this world?"

Normally, Nuwa would never listen to such cheesy pickup lines.

But now, with the influence of alcohol and the atmosphere, these words sound so pleasing to the ear.

"You...you're just good at flattering me." Nuwa gave him a reproachful look, a look that was full of charm.

Lin Xuan felt like his soul was about to fly away.

He put down his wine cup and sat down next to Nuwa.

Nuwa did not hide.

"Goddess Nuwa, are you very tired after becoming a saint?" Lin Xuan's voice was low and tinged with heartache. "Every day you have to put on airs and be worshipped by all living beings, but you don't even have anyone to talk to."

These words struck at Nuwa's weak spot.

After she became a saint, although she enjoyed immense glory, only she knew the loneliness that came with being at the top.

Although her brother Fuxi loved her dearly, the distinction between ruler and subject remained, and he began to speak more cautiously.

The other powerful demons treated her as a tool.

Only Lin Xuan.

Only he was so disrespectful to her, daring to hold her hand, joke with her, and treat her like an ordinary woman.

"Hmm..." Nuwa, emboldened by the alcohol, leaned on Lin Xuan's shoulder. "Sometimes, I really want to find a place to hide away and not care about anything."

"Then hide here with me." Lin Xuan casually put his arm around her slender waist, the touch of his hand warm and soft. "My shoulders may not be broad, but they're strong enough. As long as I'm here, you can hide here for as long as you want."

Nuwa raised her head and looked at Lin Xuan, who was standing close by.

Their breaths mingled together.

Lin Xuan could smell her pleasant scent and see her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The number on the system panel has changed to [99.9%].

It's just that one last layer of paper separating us.

"Lin Xuan..." Nuwa's voice was as soft as a feather.

"I am here."

"You...you really don't mind that I'm a saint of the demon race?"

All I know is that you are Nuwa, the one I... want.

Without further hesitation, Lin Xuan lowered his head and kissed those two rosy lips.

Nuwa closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling even more violently. She did not refuse; she even slightly raised her chin to welcome the kiss.

The surrounding peach blossoms seemed to sense this deep affection, and they fluttered down one after another.

The scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Lin Xuan's heart pounded wildly.

Become!

I'm finally going to get first blood!

Once tonight is over, Nuwa will belong to our Wu tribe! Forget about Dijun and Taiyi, forget about Hongjun and Lao Dao, they can all step aside!

His hands began to wander restlessly over Nuwa's back, preparing for the next step of in-depth communication.

Nuwa's breathing became rapid, and her hands unconsciously climbed onto Lin Xuan's neck.

At that moment, it seemed as if only the two of them remained in the world.

however.

Just as their lips were about to touch.

Just as the system's notification sound, "Congratulations, host..." was about to finish ringing,...

An unexpected change occurred.

A terrifying heat wave swept in from the horizon without warning.

This heatwave isn't ordinary heat; it's the kind of scorching heat that can dry out your very soul.

Immediately afterwards, the originally pitch-black night sky became as bright as day.

Not a sun.

There are ten!

Ten enormous fireballs, carrying a world-destroying momentum, rose from the East China Sea and roared toward the primordial continent.

"Boom—!"

The enormous roar shook the entire fairy island.

The clouds that Lin Xuan had meticulously arranged evaporated instantly. The romantic peach blossoms withered and burned in an instant.

Even the jar of "Drunken Red Dust" was roasted until it burst open.

"what!"

Nuwa was startled awake by this sudden change, opened her eyes abruptly, and shoved Lin Xuan away.

The confusion in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by the clarity and astonishment of a saint.

"This is... the Golden Crow?!"

Lin Xuan was pushed so hard that he stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.

He stared blankly at the mess on the ground, and at Nuwa, who had regained her saintly demeanor and was now looking solemnly at the sky.

My mood!

My strategy guide!

My 99.9%!

It's all over!