After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

Night fell over the Wutong Manor, and the tea on the stone table was still steaming with a faint white mist. Alu arranged the porcelain dishes and gently pushed them to Shen Aoxue's side with her fingertips.

"Sister Shen, have some tea to calm your nerves. The battle just now took a toll on your mental energy, so don't think too much about it."

Shen Aoxue reached out and took the teacup. Her fingertips touched the cool porcelain, and a faint chill flashed through her heart again. She subconsciously frowned, but quickly suppressed the feeling and smiled gently at Alu.

"Thank you, Aru."

Zhu Xiaohan slowly opened her eyes, her icy gaze sweeping across the distant horizon. The faint, menacing aura of the far northern forbidden zone still lingered over the southern border. She turned her head to look at Lin Ping, her voice cold and clear.

"The three progenitors have begun to unseal the forbidden land, and the baleful aura is growing stronger every day. In less than three days, they will be able to descend to the lower realm in their entirety. The Prisoner Abyss Progenitor is guarding the far north, like a nail firmly driven into our heads."

Lin Ping leaned against the old sycamore tree trunk in the courtyard, one hand in his pocket, looking no different from an ordinary, leisurely young man. He did not reveal the overwhelming power of a supreme master, a typical example of playing dumb to deceive others.

"A group of old fogies trapped in the old ways, no matter how long the seal is lifted, they can't stir up any big waves."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Aoxue's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly. The remnant soul of the Prison Abyss deep within her soul seemed to be stimulated by the faint ancient Daoist aura emanating from Lin Ping. A bone-chilling coldness traveled through her meridians and throughout her body. Her shoulder trembled slightly involuntarily, and a little tea spilled from the cup, splashing onto the bluestone ground.

"Sister Aoxue!" Alu immediately reached out to support her arm, her face full of concern. "Are you feeling unwell again?"

Zhu Xiaohan stood up instantly, took two steps to Shen Aoxue's side, and probed her soul with her fingertips, her cold Dao power probing the area.

But as soon as she touched the surface of the other party's soul, that strange and sinister aura completely disappeared without leaving a trace, and Zhu Xiaohan frowned even more.

"That aura from just now has reappeared, but it's hidden too deeply; I can't pinpoint its source at all. Lin Ping, are you really sure it's just a fluctuation of the Dao's energy?"

Shen Aoxue lowered her eyes, a hint of confusion in them. She could clearly sense the abnormality in her body, but she couldn't find the root cause. She could only speak softly.

"Just a moment ago, I felt a chill all over my body, as if something had crawled into my soul and then disappeared in an instant."

Lin Ping stepped forward, subtly blocking Zhu Xiaohan's outstretched hand. His fingertips lightly touched Shen Aoxue's brow again, and a faint wisp of ancient golden light quietly seeped in, quickly calming the restless fragments of her soul.

"I already said it's the aftermath of a great battle; only a weakened soul would be so sensitive. Rest assured and recuperate. I've already added three layers of ancient restrictions to the manor's protective array; the evil energy from outside the realm can't get in."

He deliberately concealed the power of the golden light so that Shen Aoxue would not notice his intention to investigate. His tone was calm and gentle, dispelling the doubts in the two women's hearts.

Shen Aoxue met his calm eyes, her unease subsided slightly, and she nodded gently.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Alu quickly pulled the two of them towards the living room.

"Let's not talk about those scary demons anymore. I've made some lotus seed soup. Drinking a little will warm me up and help me sleep better tonight."

The three of them walked into the villa's living room together. Only Lin Ping remained in the large courtyard. The evening breeze swirled the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees at his feet.

He looked up at the window of Shen Aoxue's bedroom, the gentleness in his eyes completely gone, leaving only a chilling coldness.

The voice transmission from the Prison Abyss Ancestor still echoed in his mind. The other party was certain that he was afraid to deal with the fragment of the main soul in Shen Aoxue's body, and wanted to use his bedmate to control him.

ridiculous.

He had been scheming for millennia, thinking he had all the weaknesses in his grasp, but little did he know that from the moment the other man saw through the parasitic cycle of reincarnation, the initiative in the entire game had already fallen into his hands.

Lin Ping raised his hand, and a wisp of extremely faint golden light floated into the void from his fingertip, silently enveloping the entire villa. This layer of golden light was specifically designed to suppress evil spirits and demons, both suppressing the speed at which the remnant soul within Shen Aoxue could awaken, and without disturbing her own consciousness, perfectly concealing all abnormalities.

After doing all this, he turned and walked into the villa's living room.

The living room was bathed in warm, soft light. Alu was bending down to bring out a white porcelain stew pot, the sweet aroma of lotus seeds spreading out and washing away the lingering malevolence in the air.

Shen Aoxue sat on one side of the sofa, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the rim of the cup. Every now and then, a hidden chill would pierce her soul, making it difficult for her to calm down.

Zhu Xiaohan sat on the other side, secretly observing Shen Aoxue's condition, glancing at her from time to time, her heart filled with doubts.

Lin Ping walked to the middle of the sofa and sat down, then casually pulled Shen Aoxue half an inch to his side, the action natural and intimate.

"Don't be nervous. With me here, no danger can get close."

Shen Aoxue leaned against him, her tense back slowly relaxing. The unique ancient golden light emanating from him enveloped her nose, and the chill deep within her soul subsided briefly.

Alu held a small bowl and distributed lotus seed soup one by one. She sat down on the other side of Lin Ping and gently rested her head on his shoulder.

"Sir, are we not going out for the next three days? Won't the city be affected by demonic energy?"

"Ordinary malevolent energy is isolated on the outskirts of the Southern Frontier by the protective array. Ordinary people cannot sense anything unusual, so there is no need to worry." Lin Ping scooped up a spoonful of lotus seed soup and held it to Alu's lips. "You must not leave the manor for the next three days. I will guard the four entrances and exits."

Zhu Xiaohan put down the porcelain bowl and said seriously, "If the three ancestors lead thousands of forbidden land demons to surround the manor, a single protective array may not be able to hold out for long. I can activate my own ice magic to help reinforce the array."

"No need." Lin Ping shook his head calmly. "Those ancient ancestors are not qualified to force you to take action."

At that moment, a piercing, sinister laugh suddenly echoed from the void. The divine soul of the Crimson Supreme swept across the Wutong Manor with unbridled abandon, clearly reaching the ears of the four.

"Lin Ping, enjoy these last three peaceful days!"

"My Lord has already sent word to the three forbidden lands that two days from now at noon, the four Primordial Ancestors will simultaneously descend upon the Southern Frontier, and countless demons from the Imprisoned Abyss will blanket the land!"

"When you're surrounded on all sides, you can protect the three women around you for a while, but not forever! Once the three-day deadline is up, Shen Aoxue's main soul will fully awaken, and the woman you've been longing for will personally pierce your Dao heart!"

Alu was so frightened that she gripped Lin Ping's sleeve tightly, her face turning pale.

"You wicked demon! Don't talk nonsense about Sister Shen!"

A layer of ice instantly formed around Zhu Xiaohan, with icicles condensing at her fingertips. She looked up and glared angrily at the void.

"Even ants hiding their heads and tails dare to make a racket here."

Shen Aoxue shuddered. The blood-red remnant soul deep within her soul stirred violently, and a bone-chilling cold swept over her entire body. She suddenly stood up, her chest heaving slightly, and a trace of crimson that did not belong to her flashed in her eyes before disappearing in an instant.

Lin Ping immediately raised his hand and pressed down on her shoulder. A thick, gentle golden light surged into her body, forcibly suppressing the restless remnant soul.

The Crimson Supreme's laughter grew even more rampant: "What? Shen Aoxue has already begun to be influenced by the main soul? In two more days, her consciousness will be completely devoured. At that time, I will slay you with a single strike, and no one in the heavens will be able to stop me!"

"If you know what's good for you, cripple your supreme foundation now and surrender your own origin, and my Lord might spare the lives of the three women beside you!"

Lin Ping raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the vast void, locking onto the crimson supreme being shrinking within the void rift, his clear and cold voice echoing across the sky.

"A mere, dying remnant of a supreme being, dares to negotiate with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of golden light shot out, silently traversing thousands of miles without making a sound.

Within the void rift, the Crimson Supreme was laughing triumphantly when he suddenly sensed a deadly crisis enveloping him. He roared in terror as he mobilized his crimson aura to construct a barrier.

"Impossible! How could a mere wisp of golden light possibly cross thousands of miles to attack me!"

With a soft crack, the crimson barrier shattered like paper, and golden light pierced straight through its shoulder armor, scorching a deep wound that revealed bone. The ancient crimson essence rapidly dissolved.

The Crimson Supreme let out a shrill scream, half of its body carbonized, and it frantically shrank back into the depths of the rift, no longer daring to utter a sound of provocation.

The three women in the living room were all stunned. Alu's eyes sparkled, and her face was full of admiration.

"Sir, you injured that evil sovereign with a single move! That's amazing!"

Zhu Xiaohan could not hide her shock. To severely injure a supreme being from thousands of miles away was a power that had already surpassed the understanding of all the heavens.

As Shen Aoxue gazed at Lin Ping's profile, a surge of warmth welled up in her heart, yet a chilling aura still lurked deep within her soul, silently gathering strength.

She spoke softly, "What did that demon mean by what it said? Why did it mention me?"

Lin Ping turned his head to look at her, his eyes still gentle, and subtly changed the subject.

"The Prisoner Ancestor, having reached the end of his rope, could only fabricate rumors to disturb our minds; we need not take them seriously."

Zhu Xiaohan wanted to ask more questions, but Lin Ping stopped her with a look. She knew that Lin Ping did not want to talk about it, so she could only suppress her doubts and stop talking.