Wēn Ruòhán was dead and the war that once ravaged the cultivation world had finally come to an end, but its aftermath gave rise to a new era of challenges.
Jīn Guāngshàn, a driven and ambitious Sect Leader driven by his insatiable thirst for power a...
As the cultivators continued to process what they had seen, the mirror shifted again, revealing the next scene in Wèi Wúxiàn's past.
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Seeing Wèi Wúxiàn grinning, Hēixīng shook its head.Wèi Wúxiàn was sitting with a grin on his face as Hēixīng stepped forward, the sleek black panther rubbing its large head against his cheek before giving him an affectionate lick. Wèi Wúxiàn made a face, squinting as the wet tongue grazed his face. Wèi Wúxiàn scrunched his nose, wiping his face as he shot Hēixīng a playful look.
"Do I really taste that good?" Wèi Wúxiàn asked, his tone both teasing and exasperated. "You really can't help but lick my face every time, huh?"
Hēixīng stopped licking and lifted its head, glaring at him with narrowed, glowing eyes. Without hesitation, it lifted a front paw, and before Wèi Wúxiàn could react, thud—the panther swatted him lightly on the head.
"Ow!" Wèi Wúxiàn yelped, clutching his head in exaggerated pain, his expression turning into a silly pout. "Why did you hit me?!"
Hēixīng huffed andcontinued glaring, seemingly unimpressed with Wèi Wúxiàn's playful attitude. Its voice came out in a deep, slightly annoyed tone. "Brat, you don't appreciate my love for you. And after all that, you have the nerve to complain about a few licks?"
Wèi Wúxiàn blinked, holding back a laugh. "A few licks? It felt like you were trying to drown me!"
Hēixīng's gaze darkened, a mischievous glint sparkling in its silver eyes. "A few licks? Oh, you're going to wish it were just a few licks now." A smirk spread across the panther's face as it stepped closer, lowering itself to pounce.
Wèi Wúxiàn's eyes widened in realization, his body tensing as a sudden wave of panic washed over him. 'Oh no', he thought.
Wèi Wúxiàn looked at Hēixīng with an alarmed expression. "Hēixīng!" he stammered, pointing a finger at the panther as he began to back away. "You—you wouldn't dare!"
Hēixīng's smirk widened dangerously, "Oh, I most certainly do," it said, before leaping onto Wèi Wúxiàn, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"Heixing!" Wèi Wúxiàn barely had time to react before he found himself flat on his back with Hēixīng towering over him.
Wèi Wúxiàn fell on his back, his eyes wide with panic. "Hēixīng, nooo!"
