Chapter 797: The Well‑behaved Disciple Enters the Embrace 31

Perhaps due to excessive emotional fluctuations, Fei Mian had already prematurely entered the Golden Core stage.

But due to unstable internal arcane power, his current condition cannot possibly support him successfully forming a Golden Core.

If he fails midway, his fate will either be demonic corruption or his meridians will be utterly ruined.

Fei Mian knelt on the ground, fingers clutching his chest clothing, his body trembling incessantly, cold sweat dripping down in large drops.

He looked extremely painful.

0731 panicked, turning in circles, using his body to support Fei Mian so he wouldn't fall, his head rubbing against his neck.

"Master! Don't rush, take it slow!"

Then he secretly used divine power to help, but Fei Mian's dantian was rejecting this divine power.

Luo Yi Ping's eyes turned fierce; he attacked again, determined to make Fei Mian succumb to demonic corruption today!

【Host!! Hurry back!】

0731 urgently called Jin Chen, with no time to explain the circumstances.

【The Main God is being bullied! He prematurely entered the Golden Core stage! How terrifying!】

"This medicine must not be taken in excess, you……"

Si Tu Yu saw Jin Chen's expression suddenly change, and his words halted.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I remember."

Jin Chen took the medicine pouch, and his figure instantly vanished.

Si Tu Yu：？

You haven't finished speaking yet, what did you remember?

"Oh, maybe his precious disciple encountered some danger."

Chang Sun Lang shook his head, tilted his back and took a sip of tea.

"Indeed… love arises unknown, deepening without end."

"Ah Yu, my guess is definitely not wrong; look at how much Jin Chen cares—no ordinary disciple would be this concerned."

【Host!!】

Upon seeing Jin Chen return, 0731 let out a deep sigh of relief.

【Villain Blackening Value detected at 10! Accumulated 60!】

Jin Chen's form flickered, and in an instant he appeared before Fei Mian, seizing Luo Yi Ping's throat; his entire aura turned icy to the extreme.

"You're courting death."

Luo Yi Ping's eyes widened; he hadn't expected the elder to return so quickly.

Helpless to resist, he could only sway in midair, waves of suffocation continually assailing him.

"Elder!"

Xie Xi snapped back from shock, immediately knelt and pleaded, "My senior martial brother will die! Please release him quickly!"

But Jin Chen had no intention of showing mercy.

His palms clenched, his aura increasingly suffused with killing intent.

Xie Xi glanced at Fei Mian, already on the verge of fainting, and quickly said, "Elder, you should go check on Fei Mian—he's about to die!"

These words indeed worked; Jin Chen instantly flung the half-dead Luo Yi Ping aside and slammed him hard into a mountain boulder.

He lifted the scorching-feeling Fei Mian, Jin Chen's brows furrowed tightly; without even touching his meridians, he could already feel the violent surge of arcane power within him.

It's too late.

All we can do is first help him form his Golden Core.

Jin Chen embraced the person and flashed away, disappearing from this place.

0731 burrowed back into Jin Chen's consciousness space, not disturbing the two.

He casually found a cave, entered, set the person down, sat cross‑legged, hands sunk at the dantian, assuming the Embracing Yang posture.

Jin Chen sat behind Fei Mian, his palms steadily transmitting arcane power, guiding the chaotic breath to calm down.

But the greatest difficulty is that Fei Mian must endure it himself.

Fei Mian felt as if he had experienced a very long dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have grown a bit older; turning his head in all directions, although the Yunquan Institute was still familiar, it seemed somewhat different from before.

Red caltrops, red lanterns, red ribbons—even many disciples were busy, and Fu Chuan and Fu Li were also busy enjoying themselves.

But normally the Master never allows anyone to come up here.

"What is this for?"

Fei Mian subconsciously asked.

A voice immediately answered in his mind.

"This is the Master's wedding feast; as a disciple, shouldn't you participate?"

The impact of those words was quite great—so great that Fei Mian didn't even react, realizing the voice came from himself.

He stared blankly at the expanse of red before him.

"Master…… is getting married."

The surrounding scenery suddenly began to spin.

Upon regaining his senses, Fei Mian saw the Master wearing red robes he had never worn before; his austere coldness weakened somewhat, appearing gentler, especially when he looked toward the person beside him dressed in new bridal attire, veil covered by a red headpiece.

He could only stand among the congratulating disciples, watching from afar.

The Master's smile and gentleness were no longer exclusively his.

"You must be unwilling, huh? From now on, the Master's closest will be his Dao Lu, and you'll have to call that person 'Madam.'"

She will stay at Yunquan Institute day after day; from now on, this place will be her and Master's home, while you are merely a disciple.

The voice in the mind appeared again.

The tone grew increasingly harsh.

Don't say it……

It won't happen; Master won't abandon me.

Fei Mian muttered, walking up to the high platform amid everyone's astonished gazes, her tone aggrieved.

Master…… I feel terrible, my heart hurts so much.

But even with Master present, it wasn't the same as before; he gently comforted and soothed, fearing he might be uncomfortable anywhere.

Instead, the gaze was cold, even vaguely reproachful.

Step back already; don't make Madam angry.

Fei Mian shook her head in disbelief and stepped back; everything before her felt utterly absurd.

Is this really true……

Of course it's true; this is what will happen to you from now on.

Don't you hate Jin Chen? Why did they abandon you, why did they take a Dao partner?

Who knows—if Madam doesn't like you, Jin Chen might even drive you away!

Fei Mian didn't want to hear the voice in the mind, but no matter how they covered their ears, they couldn't stop it.

As the disciple dragged them away, they were still struggling, yet could only watch helplessly as Master and another performed the wedding rites.

Watching Master smile so gently at someone else.

They even heard the Sect Leader shout loudly, 'Send them to the bridal chamber!'

And they could only sit outside the courtyard.

One person, only one person.

Suddenly, the shadow split into two.

Exactly the same.

Fei Mian frowned, looking at that face identical to their own, yet one that wanted to flaunt itself recklessly.

A heart demon dressed in black grinned, pointing at Fei Mian's chest, 'I am you.'

I am your unwillingness, your love unfulfilled, your resentment.

No……

Fei Mian shook their head, but tears had already slipped down.

I bear no resentment toward Master.

You do—you hate them, you hate Madam, you hate everyone in the Xuanzong Sect.

Why should only you suffer like this? Why must your sole warmth be snatched away by others……

The heart demon's voice grew colder and more secluded, as if pityingly stroking that face identical to its own.

You suffer so much—you must also make others suffer.

Listen!

The heart demon turned their shoulder to face Jin Chen's door, saying, 'You stand here alone in sorrow, while Jin Chen inside is newly wed, lovey-dovey…… who would still remember a disciple like you?'

Fei Mian clutched their chest; every breath was pain.

They wept openly, murmuring, 'Why…… Master…… why……'

What?

Jin Chen heard the voice, withdrew their hand from behind their back, embraced them, and listened closely to their words.

Fei Mian seemed trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake, suffering immensely.