Chapter 397: Crossing the Life Tribulation Together

Inside the young girl’s bedroom, Lin Xun still had his eyes closed.

Lin Xun felt himself entering a mysterious and profound state.

It felt as if his own Great Dao was becoming intertwined with Wang Xing’s Dao.

It was as if a part of his Divine Soul had separated and dissolved into Wang Xing’s body.

Meanwhile, a part of Wang Xing’s Divine Soul had separated and merged into his own Divine Soul.

Lin Xun’s Divine Soul wandered aimlessly until, in the next moment, images began to appear before him one after another.

In the images, there was a little girl.

The little girl’s body was very frail, and she often fell ill, yet she exuded a sense of lively and positive strength.

“Fiancé?”

In the courtyard, the little girl tugged at her grandfather.

“Grandpa, what does fiancé mean?”

“A fiancé…”

The old man smiled as he stroked his beard.

“A fiancé is the person Wang Xing will marry in the future. Later on, Wang Xing will have babies for him, take care of his daily life, and stay by his side for a lifetime.”

“Wang Xing… Can Wang Xing take care of others too?” The little girl’s eyes blinked softly.

“Of course.” The old man picked up his granddaughter. “So Wang Xing must grow up quickly. It would be wonderful if Grandpa could see the day Wang Xing gets married.”

“Mhm, Wang Xing will work hard to grow up!”

“Grandpa, when is his birthday?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Wang Xing wants to give him a gift.”

“Oh, his birthday. Let Grandpa check the Birth dates on the Marriage contract.”

“Grandpa, Wang Xing made a pair of gloves. Can Grandpa help Wang Xing send them to him?”

One winter, the girl, having grown a bit, ran to her grandfather with the gloves.

“Let Grandpa see. Hmm, Wang Xing made them so beautifully, but it would be better if Wang Xing gave them to him in person.” The old man patted his granddaughter’s head.

“But…” The little girl lowered her head, looking a bit dejected. “But Wang Xing can’t see him.”

“It’s alright. Wang Xing will see him in the future, and then Wang Xing can give them to him personally.”

“Really? Grandpa mustn’t lie!”

“Of course, Grandpa never lies.”

After that, every year, the girl would make a gift, and on the birthday of the fiancé she had never met, she would carefully put it away.

As time passed, the little girl gradually grew taller, becoming more and more elegant and graceful.

The girl grew into a young woman.

However, in the young woman’s heart, the belief that she would “marry her fiancé when she grew up” never changed.

Another year passed, and the young woman experienced the first Life Tribulation of her life.

Lin Xun watched as the young woman lying on the bed fell into a coma, repeatedly calling out his name.

He felt a pang in his heart, a mixture of guilt and self-reproach.

After that, the young woman heard many bad rumors about “Demon Son Lin Xun.”

When this silly girl heard that “Demon Son Lin Xun” was missing, she locked herself in her room and cried for a very long time.

Since she was already frail, Lin Xun was truly worried she might cry herself into a faint.

After that day, the young woman spent her time searching for any sign of “Lin Xun,” never giving up.

Finally, one day, the young woman’s grandfather passed away.

The girl cried alone for a very long time once again.

Following that, the young woman continued to grow.

Her figure, once like a budding willow shoot, began to mature.

The girl, once a crybaby, became increasingly dignified, elegant, calm, and gentle.

Sikong Wangxing perfectly became the Saintess of Tianji City, the very symbol of the city.

A gust of wind blew, and everything in the images dissipated.

When Lin Xun looked up, he saw the young woman, now elegant and of marriageable age, raising her head.

Their eyes met.

“Did… did you see everything?”

The young woman’s cheeks were flushed red, as if a red butterfly carrying pollen had flown past and dusted her face.

“It seems… I saw everything.” Lin Xun was also a bit embarrassed.

“Don’t… don’t look.”

“Eh?” Lin Xun was stunned for a moment. “But, it seems a bit late for that. I think I already…”

“Ugh…”

The young woman lowered her head even further, the crimson on her face spreading to her delicate collarbones and even to the tips of her ears.

“Actually, I didn’t see much.”

Lin Xun scratched his head, feeling the awkward atmosphere, and tried to explain—or rather, cover it up.

“Like me calling your name while I was unconscious?” the young woman said softly.

“Yeah, like when you were unconscious and calling my—”

Halfway through, Lin Xun’s voice came to an abrupt halt.

The atmosphere between them seemed to grow even more awkward.

Another long silence ensued.

“Um, my past… it must have been quite boring, right?”

After about half a stick of incense’s time, Lin Xun was the first to break the silence.

He knew that Wang Xing had also seen his past.

“It wasn’t…”

Sikong Wangxing shook her head.

Sikong Wangxing had indeed seen Lin Xun’s past.

However, Lin Xun’s past only began from the age of six.

Because that was the year Lin Xun had transmigrated.

Sikong Wangxing saw Lin Xun living with an older sister figure, and that person turned out to be the Empress of the Qian Kingdom.

Although seeing their intimacy made a hint of jealousy rise in Sikong Wangxing’s heart.

But when she saw Lin Xun training relentlessly in the Black Demon Sect, realizing he could only protect himself by increasing his strength, she felt worried for him.

Later on, Wang Xing saw Lin Xun constantly engaging in life-and-death battles to pursue greater power, each fight leaving her heart trembling with fear.

Further on, Wang Xing saw Lin Xun marrying Sister Qinger, and her heart throbbed with a faint ache.

Yet, when she saw that for her sake, he had actually agreed to a deal with that terrifying enchantress named She Qiqi, her heart felt warm.

By the end, Sikong Wangxing no longer knew what kind of emotions she was feeling.

“Alright, Wang Xing, let’s go.”

Lin Xun walked up to Sikong Wangxing and reached out his hand.

Looking at Lin Xun’s palm, the young woman slowly extended her fair, tender hand.

However, just as she was about to touch Lin Xun, she suddenly pulled her hand back.

“I can’t…”

Sikong Wangxing shook her head and clutched her hands to her chest.

Although Sikong Wangxing didn’t know exactly what was happening…

…she had a premonition.

If she gave him her hand, he would also bear her Life Tribulation along with her.

She didn’t want to do that; she didn’t want to harm him or let him suffer any injury.

But Lin Xun didn’t think that way at all.

The moment Wang Xing refused, Lin Xun took another step forward and held her tightly in his arms.

Within the young woman’s Sea of Consciousness, their two Divine Souls merged with each other.

Upon their ring fingers, a Concentric Red Knot was tied.

Their hearts and souls were bound together.

They would cross the Life Tribulation together.

Their Great Daos were connected.

From this point on, they were of one heart.