Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

A pair of purple eyes peeked through the light veil at Lin Dong beside her. The woman in white hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said seriously:

"If you're willing, I can attack the Lin clan right now and slap Lin Langtian to death for you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong paused. Mu's nonchalant tone made it seem as if Lin Langtian was nothing more than a nobody in her eyes, someone she could easily kill.

Lin Dong had no doubt that she could do it.

Back then, Lin Langtian was not even twenty years old when he possessed strength that rivaled the Yuan Dan realm. Now, several years later, with the resources available to him, he has at least reached the Creation Realm III.

But in front of the mysterious and unpredictable Miss Mu, what is the so-called genius of the Great Yan Dynasty? He is not even worthy of carrying her shoes!

Given Mu's decisive and ruthless nature, since she had threatened to attack the Lin clan, Lin Dong naturally believed that she would definitely slap Lin Langtian to death.

To stand up for him.

To be honest, such a thought did flash through Lin Dong's mind for a moment, but he quickly dismissed it.

"To have Miss Mu take action would be giving Lin Langtian too much credit; let's just forget about it."

"Besides, revenge is something that should be done through one's own strength!"

Seeing Lin Dong's confident expression, Mu Zi raised an eyebrow: "Then it's settled... Are you sure I don't need to lift a finger?"

"Hmm." Lin Dong's expression was calm, as if victory was assured. "Although Lin Langtian is strong, I will defeat him with my own hands one day."

Then, he changed the subject and said:

"Besides, don't you have Miss Mu to help me? With your abilities, what can Lin Langtian do even if he has the Lin clan backing him?"

"Hmph, of course~"

Mu Zi smiled slightly, clearly pleased with Lin Dong's words.

After a heart-to-heart talk, the last bit of distance between them seemed to disappear. It was much more satisfying to have things said than for Lin Dong to keep them bottled up inside. At this moment, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and he felt much more relaxed. After all, Lin Dong had never mentioned these things to anyone before. Even when facing his parents and Qing Tan, he kept everything deep in his heart and carried it all alone.

"Speaking of which, Miss Mu, shouldn't we be considered friends now?" Lin Dong stretched and spoke casually, but he was observing the white-clad beauty's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

"Um."

Seeing her nod slightly, Lin Dong finally smiled.

"Could we discuss removing the seal on my friend? It's really uncomfortable."

"That won't do," Mu Zi immediately refused.

Lin Dong's expression fell; it seemed he still needed to think things through more carefully.

Perhaps after revealing his true feelings, Lin Dong's tense mind relaxed, and the fatigue deep in his body came like a tide. Before he knew it, his heavy eyelids had slowly closed.

As he drifted off to sleep, Lin Dong's body involuntarily slumped to one side, unconsciously resting on the beautiful woman's shoulder beside him.

"you!"

The force and intense masculine aura emanating from her shoulder made Mu Zi tremble involuntarily. She instinctively wanted to push Lin Dong away, but when she saw the deep weariness hidden between his brows, her hand suddenly stopped moving.

After seemingly hesitating for a moment, Mu Zi finally decided not to leave Lin Dong unattended. A low, cold sigh escaped from beneath the white veil. She raised her hand to help Lin Dong up, and after a moment's thought, she positioned him in a comfortable position, letting him rest his head on her white skirt.

Those long, shapely thighs were meticulously pressed together, forming a soft arc, nestled against the back of Lin Dong's neck. Lin Dong, fast asleep, lay like a heavy wooden stake on those thighs encased in a plain white dress.

That's fine.

Mu Zi felt the warmth emanating from beneath her, and a strange ripple seemed to flash in her eyes. In both her past and present lives, this was the first time she had taken the initiative to do something like this.

Mu Zi wouldn't normally have such close contact with other people, especially a man, something she had never imagined.

Although Mu Zi felt somewhat conflicted when facing Lin Dong, she was surprisingly not too resistant.

Perhaps there was a contract between the two that linked their destinies together. Lin Dong's aura did not repel Mu Zi as much as that of other men. Knowing this, Mu Zi felt a mix of emotions.

"Fine, what can I do? I just admitted to being his friend."

Mu Zi sighed softly in her heart, thinking that this would be to repay Lin Dong's kindness in giving her human form, and that this would not happen again.

The lotus-like fragrance of a woman lingered around Lin Dong. The young man, immersed in his dream, seemed to sense it. His slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and his slightly tense body completely relaxed, as if he had let down all his guard.

"That idiot."

Mu Zi gazed at the young man's face, which had become increasingly calm and resolute after years of experience, and a complex look flashed across her eyes.

Unlike her, who was all alone, Lin Dong clearly carried more responsibilities. Although his strength seemed weak to Mu Zi, his tenacity, forged in blood and fire, was undeniably moving.

Putting herself in her shoes, if she didn't have the innate power and was as weak and alone as Lin Dong, could she have done better than him?

For the first time since they met, Mu Zi truly looked at the man she had sworn a life bond with.

And so, Mu Zi remained seated for several hours without moving.

As dawn broke and the rosy light of the setting sun shone upon them, their shadows intertwined and stretched into the distance...

"Hmm, where am I?"

Lin Dong mumbled incoherently, still somewhat dazed.

Lin Dong slept more easily than ever before. The comfort level was so high that it felt like he was lying in his own bed, not like being in the middle of nowhere. No, it was even more enjoyable. The soft touch from the back of his head made Lin Dong feel as if he were sleeping on an extremely comfortable pillow.

"It smells so good..."

The delicate and serene fragrance of a woman, like a lotus flower, wafted over and permeated Lin Dong's lungs, making him somewhat intoxicated. He subconsciously shifted a few times on the "pillow," but the soft and elastic touch, accompanied by a soft gasp from a woman, instantly brought Lin Dong back to his senses.

"Miss Mu?!"

Lin Dong suddenly opened his eyes, but did not see the beautiful face he remembered. Two raised shadows blocked Lin Dong's vision, causing a moment of confusion to flash in his eyes.

What has blinded me?

As Lin Dong gradually realized his situation, he was a little stunned. When did he fall asleep without realizing it? And he was sleeping on Miss Mu's lap.

Haha, I bet I'm still dreaming, not fully awake?