Xiao Yefeng and Liu Yiyi could only take a plane to the nearest Bansai Island to Death Island. Xiao Yefeng chose this location considering the distance, while he spoke without intention, Liu Yiyi listened with purpose. Bansai Island was known as a romantic getaway for couples, and Liu Yiyi had often wanted to visit. However, in the past, her health had been unacceptable, and now time had finally allowed her.
As they passed by Bansai Island, when Xiao Yefeng suggested the route, Liu Yiyi hesitated for a brief moment, wondering if they should explore a bit. But seeing the anxious look in Xiao Yefeng's eyes and his concern for her, she suppressed that thought. At that moment, all Liu Yiyi wanted was to return safely. She thought about returning to Bansai Island in the future, and the idea made her cheeks flush slightly.
However, recalling her previous relationship with Lu Zhan, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yefeng. She almost dropped the porcelain plate she was cleaning. Since the moment Xiao Yefeng was injured, she realized that her feelings had crossed from mere sisterly concern into something deeper. Yet, she wondered if Xiao Yefeng would mind that she had once liked Lu Zhan so much. The thought made her blush deepen into an uncomfortable hue.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng noticed Liu Yiyi's pale expression and asked with concern, "Yiyi, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell lately? If so, you shouldn't be doing this; let me handle the last bit!" His worry for Liu Yiyi was genuine.
Liu Yiyi shook her head and replied, "It's nothing! I just remembered that I can't tell Mom and Dad about this trip; I'm afraid..." She found a reasonable excuse that had been on her mind.
Upon hearing Liu Yiyi's words, Xiao Yefeng set down the bowl and looked at her seriously. "Yiyi, don't worry! From the moment we were honest about our identities, I vowed to protect you. Even if it costs me everything, I will ensure your safety. This journey to change fate—if you follow my lead, I promise that even if we fail, I can dispel at least half of the Evil Qi. As long as you work hard on your cultivation afterward, you won't have to worry about running out of lifespan; living a long life is definitely possible!"
Xiao Yefeng's words were simple yet profound. He had already rehearsed various scenarios with Liu Yiyi over the past month. He informed her how to avoid every possible danger and made extensive estimates of potential failures. Despite this preparation, he was confident he could disperse more than half of the Evil Qi.
With that assurance, the Evil Qi would not be enough to harm Liu Yiyi. However, it came at a great cost—something Liu Yiyi worried about deeply. Hearing Xiao Yefeng's words made her softly sob; she wished he wouldn't hold such thoughts. Even if they failed, it would be okay. Yet after nearly a year together, she understood Xiao Yefeng's character well.
Knowing that reasoning with him would be futile, Liu Yiyi could only pray for no worst-case scenarios and had already thought about how she would respond if something unexpected happened.
Watching Liu Yiyi quietly cry brought back memories for Xiao Yefeng. He recalled when he was six years old—though for different reasons—the scene was eerily similar. Back then, Consort Mi had also cried like this; it was perhaps the first and last time he saw her in tears. That moment left an indelible mark on his heart.
Facing the crying Consort Mi back then left him helpless too; he had been bruised and battered himself. Yet he reached out and pulled the shorter Consort Mi into his embrace despite her initial resistance. She cried on his chest for a long time before finally slapping him hard across the face, leaving him dazed.
Lost in these memories, Xiao Yefeng instinctively leaned back as if trying to avoid that slap from the past. But at that moment, he suddenly realized there was someone in his arms!
Feeling something was off, Xiao Yefeng looked down to see Liu Yiyi, who was seventeen centimeters shorter than him, nestled in his embrace. The proximity made it almost impossible for him not to kiss her forehead, and Liu Yiyi, shyly burying her face in his chest, made him momentarily lose his composure. Instinctively, he loosened his grip around her.
It turned out that just moments ago, Xiao Yefeng had been lost in thought and unconsciously mimicked a gesture from his memories. As a result, Liu Yiyi was pulled directly into his arms. This close contact with a man left her flustered, causing her to hide her face between her breasts, feeling as if her cheeks could boil an egg.
Breaking the awkward silence, Xiao Yefeng released his hands and said, "Don't worry! I will definitely fulfill Brother Liu's request. I... I’ll go prepare in my room!"
With that, he dashed up the stairs as if fleeing back to his room. Meanwhile, Liu Yiyi blushed deeply as she picked up the last two plates and began washing them absentmindedly. No one knew what was on her mind, but both of them were too embarrassed to notice the curious eyes watching them intently from behind the decorative shelf at the door.
Logically, given Liu Yiyi's current strength at the Pseudo-Spirit Late Stage, she should have easily detected Liu Qing and Mu Ding, two ordinary people. Not to mention Xiao Yefeng, who was at the True Spirit Late Stage. However, due to their embarrassment, neither of them noticed the two eavesdroppers who had just returned from their stroll.
After finishing washing the dishes with her mind elsewhere, Liu Yiyi returned to her room. The empty first-floor hall was left with only the two figures hiding behind the decorative shelf. At that moment, Liu Qing said, "So? It seems this girl has already been swept away by the wind!"
"Look at you! What kind of talk is that? How can a mother speak like this about her own daughter? But I can't shake the feeling that there's something off about their relationship! It seems like Wind is a bit hesitant to get close to Yiyi!" Mu Ding chuckled thoughtfully.
Mu Ding's words made Liu Qing realize there was indeed something amiss. Although Xiao Yefeng had taken the initiative to wrap his arms around Liu Yiyi's waist, it seemed their interaction was more about propriety than passion. It was clear their relationship had not yet crossed a certain line, which puzzled both of them. However, they decided not to meddle in the affairs of the young couple since they had already left.
Time to go back and sleep! The night passed without incident. However, Xiao Yefeng spent that night contemplating many things. He had to admit that he still confused Liu Yiyi with Consort Mi when he held her earlier. His heart was in turmoil; he had liked Consort Mi since he was six years old but had never mustered the courage to confess. Yet over this past year, he couldn't deny that he had developed feelings for Liu Yiyi as well—initially out of duty while caring for Team Liu but now mixed with something deeper.
Xiao Yefeng thought long into the night but ultimately decided on his usual method of handling such matters: procrastination. He would put everything on hold until after the Death Island event. After all, although he had received assurances from Qing regarding this mission, there were still significant risks involved. To protect Liu Yiyi better, he intentionally raised her spiritual power level for later stages.
This approach would maximize protection for Liu Yiyi against any backlash from Earth Spirit Energy or Evil Qi while also inadvertently increasing Xiao Yefeng's own danger level. The Evil Qi that had long since left its host combined with Earth Spirit Energy could potentially double in power instantly. For Liu Yiyi at Pseudo-Spirit Late Stage, even the lowest level of Evil Qi would be equivalent to True Spirit Late Stage or possibly even peak levels.
Could Xiao Yefeng, who had just advanced to True Spirit Pinnacle, successfully deal with this Evil Qi? Deep down, he wasn't overly confident despite having faith in Liu Yiyi's abilities.
However, Xiao Yefeng's confidence was not without reason. In the event that the most severe consequences truly occurred, he was confident that he could purify more than half of the Evil Qi with all his cultivation. If necessary, Xiao Yefeng believed that by sacrificing himself, he could at least purify fifty percent of the Evil Qi, or even up to eighty percent. Although he might fail in altering fate, Liu Yiyi would still be able to rely on her own Qi to gradually purify the remaining malevolent energy. By then, Liu Yiyi could become a powerful Extraordinary Person.
In this way, Xiao Yefeng would have fulfilled Liu Team's request made with their lives. As for Xiao Yefeng himself, he had never really thought about what would happen to him. Perhaps he would rapidly age due to the sudden loss of Qi, or maybe the rebounding Evil Qi would tear him apart! Xiao Yefeng had already stopped caring!
The next morning, Liu Qing and the Mu Ding Couple received a phone call and left together. After seeing them off, Xiao Yefeng and Liu Yiyi immediately returned to pack their belongings. Naturally, Xiao Yefeng was quick; he packed a change of clothes into a backpack along with the Bagua Mirror, Seven Star Needle, Soul-Severing Black Sword, a thick stack of Yellow Talisman Paper crafted by Heishan, and a collection of Talismans that Xiao Yefeng had drawn over the past month.
He also prepared some materials for setting up the Fate Alteration Array, including the Swordsmanship Bamboo Scroll obtained from Ge Qing Gou, the Starry Body Forging Technique from Stellar Palace, and a mysterious elixir. Finally, there were three bottles of Elixir Residue; this was the last part of what he needed, as everything else had already been used by Xiao Yefeng and Liu Yiyi during their recent cultivation. These were all the items Xiao Yefeng required.
Additionally, Xiao Yefeng had prepared a palm-sized Purple Gold Bell infused with the spiritual power of three generations of Geomancers. This was one of the four core items for the fate-altering grand array and was fundamental to the former prestige of the Xiao Family. The Four Spirits Feng Shui Master Destiny Alteration Array had been marked in crimson within the memories passed down through the Xiao Family. Baoyun Palace, where the Xiao Family resided, had historically altered fate seven times without a single failure among those attempts.
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