He can’t find me, he can’t find me...
Si Nanyan took a deep breath. She could only close her eyes tightly and silently pray that Wen Zhixing was just passing by and would only take a casual glance.
She had no other good options at the moment.
The next moment, immortal runes flashed across Wen Zhixing’s eyes.
Accompanied by a flash of golden light, the Fairy Eyes activated.
To him, the small Concealment Array seemed nonexistent. Everything within it was clearly visible to him.
In an instant, Wen Zhixing located Si Nanyan, who was clasping her hands before her chest in prayer.
He had not expected that the Wonderous Palace master, once so grand and lofty, would now be in such a wretched state.
Wen Zhixing strode forward, step by step.
With each step he took, Si Nanyan’s heart skipped a beat.
She felt as if she were about to suffocate.
He can’t see me, he can’t see me, he can’t see me!
Si Nanyan was truly on the verge of madness.
Stop walking! Please, just don’t come any closer!
She had never felt such fear as she did today.
However, that gentle voice inevitably reached her ears.
"palace master, why are you lying on the ground? It’s raining, and it’s cold."
Wen Zhixing stopped, his tone filled with pity.
The next moment, his face suddenly leaned down.
That smiling, handsome face abruptly appeared before Si Nanyan’s eyes.
This sudden appearance startled Si Nanyan, even though she thought she was prepared.
Her entire body instantly went rigid.
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The smile on Wen Zhixing’s face broadened.
But Si Nanyan could not utter a word.
Fear had overwhelmed her heart and mind.
She was filled with utter indignation!
How could this be? How could it be so quick?
Why could Wang Shouzhen find me so quickly?
I had been so careful the entire way, and I’d even activated the Concealment Array here. Why was I still discovered?
"Wang Shouzhen, let me go. I can be your woman."
Si Nanyan took a deep breath and struggled to her feet, a seductive expression forming on her face.
She knew she couldn’t escape.
But she didn’t want to die.
As long as she could live, she would do anything.
"Let you go? Is that possible?"
Wen Zhixing raised an eyebrow at her words.
Even in her disheveled state, Si Nanyan’s disastrous beauty was still enough to drive most men wild.
Especially since her clothes were already torn and tattered.
The allure she usually concealed was now largely exposed.
"Master, I... I... can... do anything for you..."
Si Nanyan’s body went limp, and she collapsed directly into Wen Zhixing’s arms.
The words she uttered sent one’s imagination soaring.
Her moist eyes were fixed on Wen Zhixing, filled with tenderness and affection.
This was her last bargaining chip.
If she could save her life, she was willing to pay any price.
Feeling the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, Wen Zhixing’s lips curved up slightly.
His large hand lifted, caressing Si Nanyan’s back.
Regrettably, as Si Nanyan had just scrambled up from the ground, her once smooth and supple back was now smeared with mud, completely spoiling the mood.
However, Wen Zhixing’s lips still wore a smile.
His large hands roamed over her body before gently resting on Si Nanyan’s face.
A blush of coyness appeared on Si Nanyan’s face, but inwardly she was filled with revulsion.
She wished she could kill Wen Zhixing on the spot to vent her hatred.
But to save her life, she had no choice but to lower her head and submit.
"palace master, please be on your way."
The next moment, however, Wen Zhixing’s finger tapped between her brows.
Si Nanyan, nestled in Wen Zhixing’s embrace, suddenly stiffened, her body instinctively wanting to flee.
But another large hand held her fast.
Si Nanyan screamed in terror.
She didn’t want to die!
"Don’t! Spare me, Master, spare me!"
Knowing she could not resist, Si Nanyan could only reach out with both hands to grasp Wen Zhixing’s wrist, her eyes filled with desperate, humble pleas.
Tears, like pearls from a broken string, streamed down her cheeks.
This pitiable sight was truly enough to stir compassion.
"Ah, palace master, isn’t that what I said to you back then too?"
Wen Zhixing shook his head slowly, a thin glint of cold light appearing in his deep, dark eyes.
His figure then began to transform.
Si Nanyan watched as Wen Zhixing’s appearance began to change, a dreadful premonition welling up inside her.
As Si Nanyan watched, Wen Zhixing’s gaze grew deeper.
His stature became even more upright and robust.
A torrent of Yang Qi erupted from him.
"You... you... you..."
Si Nanyan was instantly stunned.
That appearance, brimming with Yang Qi, was something she could never forget.
Even if her eyes forgot, her body would not.
Those days and nights of essence absorption... she could never forget them, even if she tried.
"Wen Zhixing! It’s you!"
Si Nanyan’s beautiful eyes trembled wildly; she was utterly dumbfounded.
She never would have imagined it.
The Wen Zhixing she had been searching for so long had been right beside her all this time.
You could say he had always been present.
She had found him the moment she arrived at the Righteous Sun Sect.
They had even had that friendly spar.
And yet, she had never realized.