He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

Xu Yi looked at the obsession in her eyes, then at Su Qingluan who was suffering terribly from the torment, and grabbed Jiang Xuange by the neck.

"Enough! Shut up!"

Jiang Xuange tilted her head slightly, looking at Xu Yi's face so close to hers, a sickly smile curling at the corners of her lips.

"Whether you hate me or not, all I want is for you to stay by my side."

Xu Yi looked at her like this, then turned to look at Su Qingluan, who was bound by spirit chains and trembling with pain.

A sense of powerlessness welled up inside me.

He slowly released his grip, as if he had lost all strength and power, and collapsed straight onto the bed.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, motionless, like a soulless puppet.

At first, I just wanted to go home, so why did it end up like this?

It's probably mostly due to my own reasons, and also some system-related issues.

He's had enough of this life. Stop it, just stop.

Living like this is so tiring.

Seeing Xu Yi's distraught appearance, Jiang Xuange's heart skipped a beat, and a wave of panic instantly swept over her.

She quickly reached out and gently shook Xu Yi's arm, her voice filled with panic and helplessness.

"My love, please don't do this. Look at me, how am I?"

Xu Yi did not react at all, still staring blankly at the ceiling.

Jiang Xuange panicked. She reached out, her fingertips trembling as she stroked Xu Yi's cheek. Her eyes were red, and her voice was trembling with sobs.

"I was wrong...I shouldn't have hurt her...and I shouldn't have restricted you like this. Please...forgive me?"

Xu Yi didn't speak, and continued to stare quietly at the ceiling.

"Xu Yi! If you don't speak, I'll kill her!"

Jiang Xuange panicked. She suddenly raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, her voice full of threat, and her cheeks flushed red with excitement.

"In the end..."

Before Jiang Xuange could finish speaking, the whole world changed; a sudden gust of wind arose, and the tables and chairs shook.

Suddenly, the two of them were pulled by a powerful force and entered a world composed of countless floating, scarlet-patterned boulders.

Jiang Xuange staggered to her feet, staring at the surrounding crimson boulders floating in the air, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"This is......?"

Just as she was wondering, Su Qingluan behind her broke free of the chains. The spirit chains shattered inch by inch, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

Jiang Xuange turned around in confusion, and upon seeing the aura emanating from Su Qingluan, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"The tenth level of the Supreme Realm? This... how is this possible?!"

Why? By what right?

How could this madwoman, with her soul damaged, still improve her cultivation level so quickly? It's impossible!

Is this woman human or a ghost? She's a monster... she really is a monster.

Before Jiang Xuange could even take out the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, Su Qingluan had already flashed to her face and kicked her.

Jiang Xuange was kicked a thousand meters away. She barely managed to climb onto a boulder, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood that stained her clothes.

Su Qingluan teleported in front of Jiang Xuange, slowly approaching her. Her dark hair fell over her shoulders, her eyes were cold, and her tone was full of hatred.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all because of you that Xu Yi has become like this. Give him back to me, give him back to me!"

She stepped forward, raised her hand and grabbed Jiang Xuange by the neck, her slender fingers applying slight pressure to lift Jiang Xuange up.

Jiang Xuange was choked and had difficulty breathing. She struggled, but found that she was powerless against Su Qingluan.

Jiang Xuange gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and took out the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron from his storage ring.

The small cauldron instantly grew larger, exuding an ancient aura, and slammed down fiercely towards Su Qingluan, but Su Qingluan had already vanished without a trace.

They had appeared behind Jiang Xuange without her noticing, and then proceeded to smash over a hundred stones against her.

The two then engaged in a fierce battle, exchanging blows for dozens of rounds.

Jiang Xuange was completely beaten unilaterally. With each collision, her blood and qi surged, and she suffered more and more wounds, leaving her in a sorry state.

Su Qingluan stepped on Jiang Xuange's back and looked down at him.

"Now tell me, who is to die?"

Just as Su Qingluan was about to smash Jiang Xuange's head, Jiang Xuange suddenly spoke weakly, his voice hoarse and broken.

"Wait...you can't kill me yet."

She coughed a few times, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, staining her chin red.

"Xu Yi and I are bound by a bond of mutual affection... If I die, he will die too."

Jiang Xuange gasped for breath, looking at Su Qingluan with a pleading look in her eyes.

"I don't care if I die or not, but he can't die."

Su Qingluan stopped her gesture of summoning the phoenix. She looked down at Jiang Xuange, her beautiful face contorted with anger, and gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"Damn it, are you even human?"

No wonder this bedbug always manages to find its way to me, without me even realizing why.

Jiang Xuange glanced at Su Qingluan's furious expression, coughed a few times, and whispered...

"Let's stop fighting for now, cough cough cough..."

Her honey-colored cheeks flushed crimson, and the pain from her wound made her tremble all over.

"Xu Yi is in such a state now, even if you kill me, it won't make a difference. I... I can make concessions in the future."

Jiang Xuange raised her head and looked at Su Qingluan, her eyes filled with exhaustion.

"All I want right now is for Xu Yi to get back to normal. You need to go back quickly. What if Xu Yi tries to commit suicide again?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qingluan trembled, a hint of panic flashing across her fair face.

She raised her hand and condensed a stream of spiritual energy, roughly pulling Jiang Xuange up.

The next second, the light and shadow distorted, and the two were back in the inn's room.

Su Qingluan almost stumbled to the bedside. Seeing Xu Yi still lying quietly with his chest rising and falling gently, her heart finally settled down.

She reached out her fingertips and gently touched the back of Xu Yi's hand, her voice softening, carrying a barely perceptible pleading tone.

"Li Li Zhen... let's stop arguing."

Xu Yi felt even more desperate upon hearing this. He glanced at Jiang Xuange, who was quite badly injured, out of the corner of his eye.

It's always like this. They finish a fight and say they're done arguing, but within half a day, they start arguing again, and a day later, they start fighting again.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Su Qingluan's heart clenched. She slightly raised her chin, which had smooth lines, and used her spiritual power to transmit her voice to Jiang Xuange.

"I want to take him back to the palace."

Jiang Xuange clutched the wound on her chest, her honey-colored skin still bearing the lingering bruises. Hearing this, she hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip.

"Yes, that's fine, but I have to come along."

Su Qingluan snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, and continued to transmit her voice.

"Then don't bring that potato-mushroom spirit from next door. I don't have that many side halls for you to live in."

She was referring to Siyun, who followed Jiang Xuange around all day.

Jiang Xuange paused, looked at the lifeless Xu Yi on the bed, and finally nodded, her voice tinged with weariness.

"That's also possible..."