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Ran Xinxue leaned back in her chair, looking quite annoyed.

There was nothing she could do. The world was in a mess, and the five immortal continents were in dire need of rebuilding. She had also inexplicably become the leader of the Southern Sword Continent because of what had happened before. Although she was in a high position, she still had a lot of complicated matters to attend to, which made her very angry lately.

Until someone pushed the door open.

Ran Xinxue started cursing without even thinking.

"What other nonsense is there? Do you all have brains on my head? Can't you think for yourselves?"

Why are you so angry?

This voice brought Ran Xinxue to an abrupt halt, and she blinked as she looked at the figure in front of her.

Then, realizing what had happened, her expression shifted from uncontrollable joy to utter disgust.

"Hehe, so it's the Palace Master of the Polar Sun Palace who has graced us with his presence. I'm truly sorry for not welcoming you sooner!"

The man in white smiled and walked up to Ran Xinxue, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Sect Master, your disciple has returned."

Ran Xinxue was slightly moved, but still snorted coldly.

"You still know that I am the sect leader? You haven't returned for so long, you must have forgotten about home."

Wei Tu smiled and stepped forward, taking another step closer.

"Even if I'm so happy I don't want to leave, I will never forget the Sect Master's personal teachings and guidance..."

These words were quite ambiguous, and Ran Xinxue's cheeks were already starting to heat up.

Looking at Wei Tu, who had finally returned to her, she could no longer suppress the longing she had felt for him all these days.

"You bastard...all you do is mock and ridicule me."

Wei Tu shook his head, smiled, stepped forward, gently reached out and hugged the beautiful woman who offered no resistance, whispering something in his ear.

"It's true. Even if I have some things to do at the Extreme Sun Heavenly Palace, I will never forget that the Abyss Sword Sect is my home."

Ran Xinxue hesitated for a moment before reaching out and wrapping her arms around Wei Tu's waist.

Speak softly.

"I can handle things, you don't need to worry."

Wei Tu nodded and remained silent for a while before speaking.

"I'm here to help you remove the slave mark."

Ran Xinxue was stunned for a moment, then pushed Wei Tu away, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You...you dare to abandon me?"

Wei Tu stepped forward with a wry smile, gently wiped away the tears from Ran Xinxue's eyes, and said softly.

"Of course not, how could I bear to?"

"then you……"

"I just realized that we don't need this as a bond anymore. The biggest bond is the feelings between you and me..."

"What feelings do we have for each other?!"

Ran Xinxue snorted coldly and turned her head away arrogantly.

Wei Tu, however, held her hand and whispered.

"I love you, like the fresh snow, stay by my side forever."

He didn't mince words and just got straight to the point.

Ran Xinxue turned her head and stared at him intently, but took a deep breath.

“I love you too, just as much as you do, but… the slave mark doesn’t need to be removed. It represents our story, and I don’t want it to disappear…”

Wei Tu hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

"it is good."

Ran Xinxue smiled, then, as if remembering something, she pounced on Wei Tu, looking down at him and licking her lips with her tongue, her posture incredibly alluring.

"It's been so long since I've been here... Want some?"

Wei Tu hesitated for a moment.

"In broad daylight..."

"Master~ Don't you want me to stay?"

Wei Tu gritted his teeth.

"Chao! I can't take it anymore!"

In the Northern Desert Demon City, lanterns and decorations were everywhere, making it seem like a festive occasion. But in reality, it wasn't a festival at all; it was because their Demon Lord was getting married.

Although this Demon Lord was the first female Demon Lord in history, she managed to govern the Northern Desert very well in just a few years. Under such arrangements, the area of ​​the oasis even continued to expand.

His achievements can be described as remarkable.

To celebrate the wedding of this female demon lord, her people spontaneously began to rejoice.

Meanwhile, within the imperial city of Shanghai—

"He Ting, can't you tell your people to be a little more efficient?! They can even get the time wrong? The kitchen hasn't even started cooking yet, what's going on?! This is a matter of utmost importance!!"

A woman stormed out.

"Xiao Ziyi! Is all you have is a mouth? Didn't you see there were missing people in the kitchen? Everything's in such a mess, can't you go and help?"

"Help?! Me, the Prime Minister, go and help?!"

"are you going?"

He Ting lifted the pot.

Xiao Ziyi immediately turned his head.

"Where is the kitchen again? Just so you know, I only know how to prepare vegetables."

The capital city was bustling with activity, both inside and out.

Finally, at noon, the auspicious time arrived.

Thousands of subjects craned their necks in anticipation before the palace, until Prime Minister Xiao Ziyi announced in a loud voice.

"The auspicious hour has arrived... We invite Your Majesty and the Demon Queen!!"

As the cheers erupted, Bai Youwei, dressed in a dragon robe, appeared before everyone.

Beside her was a figure wearing a red veil, who seemed hesitant and was taller than her.

"What's wrong? Are you shy?"

Bai Youwei suppressed a laugh and asked.

The man under the veil said irritably.

"There are so many people, why should I wear a red veil?!"

"Pfft..."

He Ting, who overheard the conversation from a short distance away, burst into laughter.

However, when she saw the couple finally greet the cheers and blessings of their subjects together, she finally understood the woman's ambition, which had finally been realized.

It seems... my judgment back then was absolutely right.

Time passed day by day.

Wei Tu felt that her life was not bad. Sometimes she was busy, and although she had to travel to many places and take care of many people, it didn't matter.

Now, where in the world can't one go?

Jiang Ying, the senior sister who became the new star master of the Star-Picking Tower, seems to be quite busy as she has begun to learn how to handle affairs. However, more than these things, she wants to knit sweaters and make insoles for Wei Tu's future children.

Knowing about this, Lu Qingyan was often angry at her disciple for being so unambitious, feeling that this disciple had no willpower. However, even she herself couldn't help but beg for mercy in bed every night. In one instance, under Wei Tu's coaxing, she had an absurd night with Ran Xinxue and Mu Xitong. Every time she thought of Wei Tu, she would burst into laughter.

Lu Qingyan wished she could stab him a few times.

Having fulfilled his wish and avenged himself, Xu Qingtan wanted to travel the world to gain experience, and Wei Tu agreed.

However, the girl seemed to have many worries before she left, which is why she said that before she left.

"Master, when I return, I will become a disciple you can truly be proud of."

"Well, it must be."

To be honest, Wei Tu felt a little empty after the girl left, but a few days later, he said, "Master, your disciple has finally returned to the sect."

It was not that Xu Qingtan left and then returned.

Instead, it was the young empress who had finally broken free from the shackles of the mortal realm and appeared before him with a smile.

When the wind blows across the hillside covered with purple irises, it seems as if waves of purple are surging.

Beside him was the woman who had been with him for a long time, his childhood sweetheart, a memory he could never let go of in either of his lifetimes.

It is the most precious of all.

At this moment, their hands were clasped together, just like when they were children, lying on the grassy slope, watching the clouds drift across the sky.

"It feels like we've gone back to the very beginning..."

Wei Tu said with his eyes closed.

Su Mi nodded.

"Hmm...do you remember that day?"

"remember."

"You said you dreamed a lot that day, but I didn't tell you that I dreamed about it too."

What did you dream about?

"We've been together for a very long time, gotten married, had children, and lived happily together. We've had so many children."

"It's not a dream anymore."