On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

The ruins of Mount Hua are now scorched earth.

The original main hall of the Holy Mother Palace is long gone, leaving only a huge crater, as if silently telling the tragic story of that "self-destruction".

However, at this moment, the two quasi-saints, the Queen Mother of the West and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, were staring intently at the center of the seemingly lifeless ruins, their eyes shining like two sharp swords, as if trying to pierce through the void.

"The restrictions are still in effect, and the spiritual energy is still flowing."

Golden Spirit Mother sneered, and the Flying Gold Sword in her hand suddenly trembled. A burst of Geng Metal killing energy pierced the sun like a rainbow and directly slashed at that seemingly illusory spatial node.

"Open it!"

"Boom—"

A muffled thud, as if something unseen had been shattered.

Suddenly, ripples, like waves, spread across the previously empty ruins. These ripples were extremely subtle; only a full-force attack from a Quasi-Saint like the Golden Spirit Mother, coupled with deliberate probing, would have made them impossible to detect.

As the ripples spread, a faint, ethereal blue light emanated from them.

That was the unique divine light of creation emanating from the Lotus Lantern!

"really!"

The Queen Mother of the West's phoenix eyes widened, her gaze, previously dimmed by sorrow, now blazing with fury. "Yang Chan! How dare you!"

If Nuwa's spirit body had secretly intervened to cover it up before, with the help of a sage's methods, it might have been possible to deceive everyone. But now that the spirit body has returned, Yang Chan is just a "half-baked" early-stage Quasi-Saint, and without a sage's magic weapon to conceal the secrets of heaven, this clumsy illusion is full of loopholes in front of two peak Quasi-Saints.

"The aura of the Lotus Lantern... not only didn't break, but it's even purer than before."

Lady Yunxiao stepped forward, reaching out to touch the lingering glow. Her face was ashen. "She didn't self-destruct, nor did she commit suicide for love! It was all an act!"

"If she's not dead, where is she?"

Bi Xiao was an impatient person, and immediately released her divine sense, frantically scanning the shattered void. "Where did that brat hide? If I catch her, I'll skin her alive!"

"Don't rush, look there."

The Holy Mother of Wudang, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, pointing to the deepest part of the ripples in the void.

Where the light of the Lotus Lantern had dissipated, a faint spatial trajectory remained, stretching towards the heavens. This trajectory did not lead to any blessed land or grotto-heaven in the primordial world, but rather pointed directly to the vast and unfathomable—chaos!

"Is that... the depths of chaos?"

Golden Spirit Mother frowned deeply. "What is she going to do in Chaos? Does she intend to reopen her Daoist temple there?"

Just as the women were filled with doubt and uncertainty, a strange change suddenly occurred.

Within that spatial trajectory pointing towards chaos, a faint yet terrifying fluctuation suddenly emanated, causing everyone present to tremble in their very souls.

"Buzz—"

This fluctuation is neither spiritual energy nor divine thought, but a unique rhythm.

It's like the swinging of a pendulum, or the flow of a long river.

Ancient, mysterious, yet strangely familiar.

"This is……"

The Queen Mother of the West's body stiffened abruptly, as if struck by lightning. She stared intently into the depths of the void, tears instantly welling up in her eyes.

"The Law of Time!"

The Golden Spirit Mother cried out in shock, "This is the purest fluctuation of the essence of time! Besides him, who else in this primordial Three Realms can control time?!"

"It's him! It's definitely him!"

The three goddesses of Sanxiao embraced each other, weeping with joy. Qiongxiao was so excited that she was incoherent, "Brother isn't dead! Brother is still alive! He's sending us a signal!"

"Yang Chan..."

The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath. Although tears were still flowing, the expression on her face changed from sadness to unprecedented anger—a boundless rage born from being betrayed and mocked by her closest relatives.

"What a shrewd Yang Chan! What a shrewd Third Holy Mother!"

"She not only deceived us, but also the Heavenly Court, the Western Religion, and even all living beings in the world!"

"She didn't commit suicide for love at all; she hid Su Bai away! She wanted to keep him all to herself!"

At this moment, all the clues came together.

Why did Su Bai "fall" so completely at Ling Mountain?

Why did Yang Chan then "self-destruct" the Lotus Lantern?

Why hasn't the restriction on Mount Hua been lifted yet?

It turns out that all of this was a huge lie carefully woven by this seemingly harmless little girl who cries all day long!

"She took Su Bai to Chaos!"

Golden Spirit Mother gritted her teeth, the flying golden sword in her hand humming with murderous intent. "She wanted to possess Su Bai entirely, making us all think he was dead, leaving us here to mourn her like fools!"

"Unforgivable!"

Bixiao stomped her feet in anger, summoning the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron above her head, which blazed with golden light. "I knew that brat looked so honest, but she's actually up to no good! This isn't a suicide pact, it's clearly kidnapping!"

"Chase!"

With a flick of her phoenix sleeve, the Kunlun Mirror instantly locked onto the trajectory of the aura leading to Chaos. "Now that I know the direction, even if I have to search the entire Chaos, I will find that heartless man! And while I'm at it... teach that arrogant brat a lesson!"

"Walk!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit couldn't wait a moment longer. She immediately took flight and, together with the Queen Mother of the West and the others, transformed into streams of light, breaking through the ruins of Mount Hua and heading straight for the chaos beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

……

Deep within chaos lies a paradise of illusion.

The peach blossoms are still in full bloom here, and life is peaceful and serene.

But inside a small, dark room heavily sealed off by arrays, the atmosphere was somewhat... eerie and tense.

"Ugh... Chan'er, you... you let go..."

Su Bai lay on a specially made stone bed, his whole body firmly fixed in a "T" shape.

This time, Yang Chan didn't use ordinary magical restraints, but rather several Immortal Binding Ropes that exuded innate spiritual energy, which she had somehow found—and they were even enhanced versions.

This rope was not only incredibly strong, but it also had a certain effect of sealing spiritual power, making Su Bai's whole body tremble with fear and unable to move.

"Loosen up? Why do you need to loosen up?"

Yang Chan sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Su Bai.

She wore a bright red wedding dress today, her face adorned with exquisite makeup, breathtakingly beautiful. But the light gleaming in her eyes sent shivers down Su Bai's spine.

It was the look of a predator gazing at its prey, a madness born from possessiveness reaching its extreme.

"Husband, you're being disobedient again."

Yang Chan stretched out her finger and gently traced it across Su Bai's chest, sending shivers down his spine wherever her fingertip touched. "That fluctuation just now, was it you who sent it out? Who were you trying to contact? The Queen Mother of the West? Or Jin Ling?"

Su Bai's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong.

Although the distress signal was subtle, Yang Chan, as the ruler of this small world, had extremely keen perception.

"No...nothing like that!" Su Bai forced a defense. "I just...I just stretched my muscles and bones to see how much my cultivation has recovered."

"Yeah?"

Yang Chan chuckled softly, leaned down, and pressed her face close to Su Bai's, their breaths mingling.

"My dear husband, you look so cute when you're lying."

Suddenly, she lowered her head and bit Su Bai's lips.

"hiss--"

Su Bai cried out in pain, a metallic taste spreading in his mouth.

That crazy woman really bit me!

Yang Chan didn't relent. Instead, as if savoring a delicacy, she stuck out her tongue and gently licked the bloodstains on Su Bai's lips. The action was both ambiguous and cruel, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

"My husband's blood is so sweet."

Yang Chan raised her head, a trace of crimson blood still stained the corner of her mouth. Coupled with her bright red wedding dress and maniacal smile, she looked like a beautiful ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

"Family members, does anyone understand?!"

Su Bai roared inwardly, on the verge of tears, "What sins have I committed?! Is this house arrest?! This is clearly being kept alive! I'm the livestock being kept alive!"

He, a reincarnation of an ancestral witch and the master of the Great Dao of Time, has now been reduced to being bonded by his own wife and even bitten until he bleeds for entertainment.

If this gets out, will Su Bai's reputation be ruined?

"Chan'er... let's talk this out."

Su Bai endured the sharp pain in his lips, trying to bring Yang Chan back to her senses, "We're husband and wife, not enemies. You're like this... I'm a little scared."

"Afraid?"

Yang Chan tilted her head, seemingly puzzled. "Why are you afraid, my husband? I love you so much, I cherish you so much. I just want to keep you by my side, and not go anywhere else."

As she spoke, she reached out and unbuttoned the neckline of her wedding dress, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

"My husband, today is a good day."

Yang Chan's eyes were glazed over, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. "Although I don't know if those annoying women outside have noticed anything amiss, as long as we're in this little world, we're safe. To celebrate our 'rebirth,' and also to punish you for disobeying..."

She held up all ten fingers and waved them in front of Su Bai.

"Tonight, we want ten times."

"Ten...ten times?!"

Su Bai's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"No... Chan'er, calm down! I'm wounded! Seriously wounded!"

Su Bai wailed, "I haven't fully recovered from Tathagata's palm strike yet, and my life force is almost depleted! Are you trying to murder your husband?!"

"It's okay, I'll make it up to you."

Yang Chan ignored her completely. A flash of light appeared in her hand, revealing a pile of bottles and jars. "This is the Dragon-Tiger Pill I refined, this is the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Stalactite, this is the Innate Spiritual Liquid... Whenever my husband is tired, he can replenish himself."

"And..." Yang Chan licked her lips, her eyes burning with desire, "Didn't my husband say before that the Great Dao of Time can accelerate recovery? Then let's use it!"

Su Bai was utterly desperate.

This isn't a celebration; it's practically squeezing juice out of people!

At this intensity, let alone ten times, even three times would be enough to kill his old bones.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Su Bai's mind raced; at this critical juncture of life and death, he had to find a way to save himself.

A direct confrontation is definitely out of the question. He's currently bound like a dumpling, and his cultivation has been sealed. We can only outsmart him.

"Chan'er! Wait! I have something to say!"

Su Bai shouted, his expression suddenly becoming extremely serious.

Yang Chan paused, looking at him with some displeasure: "What tricks are you planning now, husband?"

"It's not a trick, it's... for our lasting happiness!"

Su Bai took a deep breath, adopting a serious expression, "Chan'er, think about it, we're already a divine couple, with endless lifespans and eternal time. Isn't that right?"

Yang Chan nodded: "Yes, we will be together forever."

"Since it's forever, we should focus on a steady, long-term approach!"

Su Bai coaxed gently, "Look, I'm so weak right now. If you drain me dry tonight, what if I develop some health problems? How will we live for tens or hundreds of millions of years to come? Do you want to spend your whole life with a medicine bottle?"

"This..." Yang Chan frowned slightly, seemingly finding some truth to it.

"Besides, this kind of thing is all about mutual affection and a unity of body and mind." Seeing that things were going well, Su Bai quickly pressed his advantage. "Right now, I'm tied up with you, and I'm scared, so my condition is definitely not good. What a terrible experience that would be! We should be aiming for high-quality time together, not just quantity, don't you agree?"

"There's plenty of time!"

Su Bai used all his acting skills to force a deeply affectionate look into his eyes. "Chan'er, I promise you, once I've recovered from my injuries and am back to my best, I'll do whatever you say, even a hundred times! But tonight... can we take a break? Let me conserve my energy?"

Yang Chan stared at Su Bai for a long time, the madness in her eyes slowly fading, replaced by a thoughtful look.

"There is ample time……"

Yang Chan murmured to herself, "Yes, we still have a very, very long time."

Looking at Su Bai's weak yet determined appearance, the violent impulse in her heart finally subsided a little.

"All right."

Yang Chan fastened her collar again, sighed with some regret, and said, "Since my husband is not feeling well, then let's call it a night."

Just as Su Bai was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yang Chan said again:

"However, while the death penalty may be spared, punishment is inevitable."

With a wave of her hand, Yang Chan untied the Immortal Binding Rope from Su Bai's body. But then, she took out a chain covered with runes from her bosom and fastened it directly to Su Bai's wrists and ankles.

"What...what is this?" Su Bai looked at the dark chains and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

"This is a soul-binding chain."

Yang Chan smiled gently, "To prevent my husband from secretly sending signals again, and to allow him to recover in peace, from today onwards, no one but me will be allowed to approach you, and you will not be allowed to leave this bed."

"Husband, we must be good, okay?"

After saying that, Yang Chan kissed Su Bai on the forehead, then turned and left, leaving Su Bai alone in the darkness, listening to the rattling of the chains, feeling like crying but having no tears.

"A roundabout way to achieve the goal... but it was all for naught!"