Chapter 580: Become My Wife, Will You?

After Yu Xian left, Yun Yun felt as if she had lost something, somewhat absent-minded, frequently touching her lips as if sensing something.

Now, being held tightly in someone’s arms, she couldn’t help but be startled and instinctively prepared to resist.

But Yu Xian turned her around and pressed his lips against hers. The familiar scent lingered near her nose, and the warm embrace brought a long-lost sense of security, causing her entire body to instantly relax, all her movements freezing in place.

Before leaving, she was kissed until she was dizzy; now that he was back, it was once again an irresistible deep kiss.

Between their intertwined lips, the past longing, the anxiety of waiting, and the joy of their reunion at this moment transformed into this lingering and passionate kiss.

Yu Xian could clearly feel the slight trembling of the person in his arms and her rapidly quickening breath; he deepened the kiss.

Only when Yun Yun could barely breathe, her cheeks flushed with an intoxicating crimson, did he pull back slightly, their foreheads touching, noses brushing, his eyes full of undiluted tenderness.

“I’m back!” Yu Xian said softly.

At this moment, Yun Yun was breathing lightly, her star-like eyes shimmering with moisture. The slight grievances and unease that had arisen from waiting quietly dissolved in this familiar embrace and deep kiss.

Feeling Yu Xian’s real warmth, her voice carrying a slight hoarseness from just recovering from passion: “Mm, it’s good that you’re back.”

Then, as if remembering something, she asked softly, “Was your trip this time smooth? I heard Senior Sister Shui Yue say that the journey to the Dead Spirit Abyss was quite perilous. Were you injured?”

Saying this, she withdrew from Yu Xian’s embrace and carefully examined his body, her eyes filled with concern.

Yu Xian held Yun Yun’s hand and said with a smile, “I’m fine, not hurt at all, don’t worry.”

Only then did Yun Yun come back to her senses; she seemed to have overreacted. She immediately withdrew her hand, turned, and stood with her back to Yu Xian, “I… I wasn’t worried about you at all!”

Yu Xian smiled slightly. All women were like this, saying they weren’t worried, but their actions had already betrayed their inner concern.

He looked at Yun Yun’s slightly reddened earlobes and her somewhat stiff back, the smile in his eyes deepening. He didn’t expose her, just slowly stepped forward, gently wrapping his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on the hollow of her shoulder, his voice deep and gentle: “I know you weren’t worried. I’m the one who worried you waited too long.”

The warm breath brushed past her neck, and Yun Yun’s body trembled almost imperceptibly, but the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curve upward slightly.

“Now that you’re back, didn’t you go see the Sect Leader?” Yun Yun suddenly remembered with a smile; he should have gone to see Immortal Master The Mystic first.

“No rush. You are the most important. Everything else can wait until later.” Yu Xian continued to hold Yun Yun tightly, whispering in her ear.

Hearing this, an indescribable sweetness welled up in Yun Yun’s heart. She slightly turned her head, looking at Yu Xian’s close profile. His features looked exceptionally gentle under the daylight, and the warm breath from his nostrils made her cheeks burn, her heart skipping a beat.

She wanted to say something, but Yu Xian swept her up in his arms and carried her directly into the inner room.

Yun Yun was startled and instinctively reached up to wrap her arms around Yu Xian’s neck, her cheeks instantly turning crimson enough to drip blood. She could clearly feel the strength in Yu Xian’s arms and his steady, strong heartbeat.

“What… what are you doing?” Her voice carried a hint of panic and playful reproach, but she lacked any strength to struggle.

Yu Xian looked down at the shy face in his arms, his eyes full of playful amusement, but his steps did not pause at all; he walked straight toward the bed.

“Naturally, I’m making you my true wife. You promised me that once I returned, you would become my true wife.” Yu Xian gently placed Yun Yun onto the soft bed, then leaned down, enveloping her beneath his shadow.

“When did I promise that!” Yun Yun’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes dodging, not daring to look at Yu Xian, carrying a mix of shyness, annoyance, and coquetry.

Yu Xian looked at her contradictory appearance and let out a low laugh. His warm breath sprayed onto her forehead, carrying an undeniable certainty: “Your eyes, your silence—they have already told me the answer.”

He reached out and gently stroked her hot cheek, his thumb caressing her delicate skin. “Little Yun’er, become my wife, will you?”

“I… Mph… Mm…”

Yu Xian didn’t give Yun Yun a chance to refuse.

The bed curtains gently fell, blocking out the external light and also cutting off the last bit of distance between the two.

Yun Yun closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, feeling the gentle kiss Yu Xian placed upon her lips.

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【Ding, Congratulations to the Host for successfully signing in with Yun Yun, completing the System upgrade. Rewards include a bottle of Ningjin Pill, Peiyuan Pill, and one hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones. The items have been stored in the System Space and can be claimed by the Host at any time.】

Oh wow! Ningjin Pill? Peiyuan Pill?

The Ningjin Pill is the core Medicinal Pill for a Cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage striving to reach the Golden Core Stage. It can greatly increase the success rate of Core Formation and help the Cultivator condense the Spiritual Qi in their Dantian into a core.

The Peiyuan Pill, after successful Core Formation, can be used to stabilize the Early Stage of the Golden Core Realm, helping the Cultivator nourish the Golden Core, accumulate True Yuan, and make the Golden Core more solidified, preventing an unstable Foundation.

He was already at the Nascent Soul Realm!

These Medicinal Pills were clearly prepared for The Women! Moreover, although the System said one bottle, he didn’t know how many pills were in a bottle. Regardless, there would be more than enough for The Women and Yang Guo and the others to use!

And there were one hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones—he struck it rich! Good, good, good!

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, whether it was improving one’s own cultivation, training subordinates, or purchasing Heaven And Earth Treasure, or setting up defensive Formations, Spirit Stones were indispensable.

Yu Xian was ecstatic in his heart. A foster father is indeed a foster father!

He looked down at Yun Yun in his arms, who was already too shy to speak, the smile in his eyes deepening.

“Rest for a while first. I’ll go see Senior Brother Sect Leader.” Yu Xian leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on Yun Yun’s smooth forehead, his fingertips lightly brushing over her sweat-dampened temples, his movements as gentle as if treating a rare treasure.

He gently tucked the quilt around Yun Yun, watching her curled up on the bed, her cheeks still bearing a lingering blush, before turning and quietly leaving the inner room.

Immortal Master The Mystic had actually been in Yuqing Hall for a long time. The younger ones had already seen him, but Yu Xian had been delayed in coming.

Shui Yue had even joked that Yu Xian was full of vigor and naturally went back to be intimate with his beloved wife first.

Therefore, Immortal Master The Mystic didn’t blame him.

Shui Yue’s favorable impression of Yu Xian grew, mainly because Lu Xueqi had returned and told her that Yu Xian had protected her many times during this trip.

“This time when the children went out, it was all thanks to Junior Brother Yu,” Shui Yue chatted with Immortal Master The Mystic, mainly waiting for Yu Xian to arrive so she could thank him properly in person.

“Mm, I heard from several of them. I didn’t expect they would encounter so many demonic Cultivators. Their safe return is all thanks to Junior Brother Yu’s protection along the way,” Immortal Master The Mystic stroked his long beard, his eyes filled with approval.

As they were speaking, a Disciple announced from outside the hall, “Junior Martial Uncle Yu Xian requests an audience.”

Immortal Master The Mystic and Shui Yue exchanged a look. The former laughed loudly: “Speak of the devil, invite him in quickly.”