[BOOK 3] I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot (BL)

9.83 Second Blue Star - Thank You, My Love.

Silence filled the area.

The truth that Ye Xiajie wanted to know is more painful and more surreal than he had expected. He didn't expect that he indeed died, Ye Xiajie had always thought that he had just fallen into a deep coma or something while his soul was being injured to the point of fragmentation.

This kind of situation is not ordinary yet at the same rare. There are lots of cases where a cultivator would injure his soul and had to enter worlds to repair. But his case is a lot worse, he is a dead person whose life had been revived and extended using the life of his own wife. Who would be happy knowing that he could live in exchange for his loved one's sacrifice?

What did his Jing'er sacrifice to pull him out of hell?

Flesh? Yes, he had sacrificed his own body for him.

Blood? Of course! If he didn't, would that vessel he gave up be off us?

Soul? Yes, if not would his wife's soul injuries be something that cannot be healed by world energy itself.

How many times he had heard that his wife's cultivation had decreased?

How much had it decreased for those men who went after him to say that he had weakened?

His father, that annoying bug, had even taken this situation as an opportunity to further harm his wife but took him as a hostage.

Ye Xiajie is so angry at himself. The hatred he felt for his father had also increased, if not for him would things still end up this way. Wanted to use me to kill my wife? No way in hell. Even if he got killed once again just for this I would never take the life of the person I love the most. If Ye Mo appeared at this moment no one would be surprised if Xia Jieye and Ye Xiajie went mad just to kill that bastard.

Xia Jieye's mood isn't good either. Unlike Ye Xiajie he had clear memories of it. But no matter how much he hated Ye Mo with his current state as a soul that isn't able to return in his own body, there is nothing he could do. The two of them were silent as both digested their own thoughts for themselves.

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On the other hand, Xue Hua had fallen asleep the whole time and is currently dreaming of past events. This can be considered a nightmare for him. He had stopped dreaming of this source of trauma after his uncle had sealed his memories but now that his memories had fully returned his nightmares are back as well.

A blurry scene of fighting. The scent of death and blood assaulted his nose. His hands were covered with scarlet blood. He could even feel the warmness this source of life could give. Both his hands were soaked in blood within his arms; the cold body of his beloved had his eyes closed for eternity. On his chest is a huge empty hole, the thing that was supposed to be there was dug out by the madman Ye Mo in front of him.

Seeing the heart of his lover in that Yaoguai's palm, Hei Anjing's heart could feel his heart throbbed in intense ache. As if thousands of ants were gnawing in his heart he could feel supreme hatred and anger bubbling within him. But he could only glare at that man who casually threw away the beating heart towards Hei Anjing.

This person called Ye Mo smiled, he looks gentle and friendly but the words that come out of his mouth are vicious and poisonous.

"Sigh~ why didn't you listen to your father's order? Xiajie this wouldn't have happened if you had just killed this trash from Mo Family!? He is the enemy of our race and you choose to save him in exchange for your own life. What a stupid thing! As expected of the mixed bred that shouldn't have existed at all~" said Ye Mo as he stared at his own dead son, not much different from looking at the grass on the road.