Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The setting sun painted the autumn waters, sky and lake merging into one color.

Beneath the twilight, the mountain lake rippled with golden-red light.

The evening breeze carried the crisp coolness of the lake.

Trees swayed on the shore, leaves falling in abundance.

"Little rascal, what did you drag me here for? To admire the scenery?"

Yan Qingcheng's beautiful violet eyes sparkled with a crystalline light. She leaned down, looking at Jun Wuxie's delicate, rosy-lipped, and fair face. A teasing smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, hidden beneath her purple veil. She couldn't resist reaching out to gently pinch his cheek.

"Yan Qingcheng, you're playing with fire."

Two black lines appeared on Jun Wuxie's fair forehead.

He, a dignified grown man, was actually having his cheeks pinched by a woman! It was simply intolerable!

"Is that so?" A hint of provocation flashed in Yan Qingcheng's captivating eyes. Her voice was soft, alluring, and seductive as she said, "Then tell this older sister, what are the consequences of playing with fire?"

Listening to the soft, almost bone-melting voice, seeing her slightly dazed and beautiful eyes, and inhaling the faint, orchid-like musk, Jun Wuxie felt his blood begin to boil uncontrollably.

A vixen!

He had the urge to immediately pin her to the ground and deal with her on the spot!

It had to be said, this woman was truly too captivating.

Born with a seductive nature, and deliberately using such alluring tones, which man in this world could resist?

"You will soon know the consequences of playing with fire!"

Jun Wuxie's breathing became somewhat heavy.

With a thought, he used the Lingxu Authority to communicate with the Order Administrator, swiftly modifying his age and name.

Name: Jun Wuxie.

Age: Eighteen.

This time, he directly used his real name and true age from the outside world.

Modifying his name and age happened in an instant.

Yan Qingcheng giggled charmingly, intending to continue teasing him, taking advantage of his childish appearance in the Lingxu Realm.

But then she saw a light erupt from his body.

His small frame, about 1.4 meters tall, instantly transformed into a towering adult male, over 1.8 meters tall, half a head taller than her.

She was immediately stunned.

Because they were so close, a wave of masculine energy washed over her.

A blush involuntarily crept onto her face, and her heart began to race uncontrollably. Before she could react, the purple veil on her face was snatched away.

A finger hooked her delicate chin, forcing her captivating face to look up, her eyes meeting a possessive, slightly domineering gaze that seemed to burn with flames.

The handsome, masculine face before her was no more than three inches away. She could even clearly feel the hot breath on her face as he breathed.

That hot breath made her skin grow redder and redder.

At that moment, her heart became scalding hot, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly, her breathing becoming somewhat disordered.

"You…"

Her cherry lips parted slightly, her alluring eyes trembling slightly. But the finger hooking her chin pressed against her tender lips.

"Tell me, are you falling in love with me?"

Jun Wuxie stared into her violet eyes, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Yan Qingcheng's gaze was momentarily lost.

Are you falling in love with me?

The voice seemed to possess a magical quality, lingering in her ears.

She snapped back to reality, lightly biting her lip, her eyes showing a hint of panic, not daring to meet his gaze, and said, "Don't be ridiculous, I'm not, you… narcissist…"

Jun Wuxie's lips curled up, revealing a hint of a smile. He scooped her up in his arms, ignoring her protests.

"Ah, let me down, you little rascal, let me down…"

Yan Qingcheng instinctively pushed against his firm chest, her captivating face flushed red, even her crystalline white neck was completely red.

Jun Wuxie ignored her half-hearted struggles, carrying her towards the lake.

"Little rascal, what are you going to…"

Before Yan Qingcheng could finish her sentence, she was abruptly thrown into the lake by Jun Wuxie, the still waters instantly splashing with crystal sprays.

"You…"

Having fallen into the water, she had yet to react when she saw the rascal leap down after her.

"You… don't come over…"

She turned to swim away, but a large hand pulled her back, spinning her 180 degrees, and she fell into a strong, powerful embrace.

"You still haven't answered my question."

Jun Wuxie wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

The lake water was somewhat cold, but it couldn't extinguish the fire in his heart.

Faced with such a bewitching and alluring woman, no one could resist such temptation.

He was not a saint, and he was no exception.

The shackles in his heart had been too heavy before. Ever since Yue Yao had said those words to him, ever since he had watched Su Lan almost die, and remain unconscious to this day.

His state of mind had undergone a great change.

Perhaps he had been too stubborn about some things, or perhaps he was simply a scumbag to begin with.

Just like now, he decided to be an honest scumbag.

"Wuxie." Yan Qingcheng raised her captivating face to look at him, her eyes trembling with some unease, "You're different from before, you've changed…"

"Everyone will change. How can one remain unchanged in the process of growth? I just don't want to leave regrets in life."

Yan Qingcheng shifted her gaze from his face, murmuring softly, "Then… do you like me?"

"I…"

"Don't say it." Yan Qingcheng suddenly covered his mouth, reaching out to hug his neck, and whispered in his ear with a seductive voice, "I just want to be your lover for one day…"

After she finished speaking, two clear tears slid from her eyes. On her captivating face, covered in water droplets, it was impossible to tell whether they were lake water or tears…

Just let herself be indulgent this once.

Her life might be very short, she might collapse, and she might never see this little rascal whom she both loved and hated again.

Hadn't she already given him her body long ago?

If he liked it, what harm was there in giving it to him again?

…

The evening breeze was gentle, the moonlight like water.

The lake was rippling, the waves surging, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of lapping water, composing the most beautiful and moving melody of the night.

…

Three hours later, it was the dead of night.

The lake was calm, the sound of the waves had ceased.

Jun Wuxie lay on the grass, Yan Qingcheng resting her head on his shoulder, leaning lazily in his arms.

The night was very quiet, so quiet that even the wind had fallen silent.

"Little rascal, I'm leaving. You must protect yourself in the future," Yan Qingcheng said softly, sitting up from his arms, but she was pulled back into his embrace with a cry.

"You're afraid, you're sad, your heart has been trembling." Jun Wuxie looked down at her and said, "Just now, when I wanted you, your eyes were both passionate and filled with sorrow. I want to know why."

Yan Qingcheng gently shook her head, "Don't ask. I will solve my own problems. You just need to focus on solving the problems you have to face, okay?"

"Of course not okay! I need to know what difficulties you've encountered. Maybe I can help you in some way!"

"You don't need to know. Don't ask."

Yan Qingcheng shook her head, refusing to answer.

Jun Wuxie turned over, pinning her beneath him, staring into her eyes, and said, "As your man, I hope to be able to help you when you need it!"

Yan Qingcheng's red lips trembled slightly. Looking at the possessive look in his eyes, she turned her head to the side, remaining silent.

"Believe me, no difficulty is insurmountable. We'll solve it together. Otherwise, how can I be at ease with you like this? Perhaps you think that not letting me know some things is for my own good, but from my perspective, isn't what you're doing a kind of selfishness?"

Yan Qingcheng looked at the determination in his eyes. She knew that this man's temperament was too stubborn. If he didn't get an answer today, he probably wouldn't give up.

But if he knew, he would inevitably be drawn into this terrible struggle, which would be too dangerous for him.

He already had enough enemies. The road ahead was already full of thorns.