Chapter 458: Shen Sister's charming blaze is super sweet. The truth: Nüwa…

At that moment, Di Hao, who was in Lin Jun's lair, saw the black and white radiance in the central area suddenly pour down!

Furthermore, they instantly intertwined into a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram.

At that moment, it erupted with destructive power nearly matching Supreme Purity!

No—

Lin Jun's anguished scream was utterly heart-wrenching!

It was filled with resentment toward heaven and earth, grievance over all injustice!

Di Hao felt miserable for it; after all, this thing had been painstakingly preparing for years, finally giving it a chance to awaken—yet before it could muster any strength, all its hopes died stillborn.

……

Di Hao couldn't bear to look.

But I must say, his good-for-nothing son has excellent taste—finding this daughter-in-law is truly impressive.

He had only been out a day when his daughter-in-law rescued that worthless good-for-nothing of his who did nothing but defy him and had no other talent.

Thus, he could finally rest easy.

He had just thought that…

"Old thing! What are you doing here?"

Di Jin's voice suddenly cut off, and he went on to humiliate him!

"Have you colluded with the enemy?"

"Get lost!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Di Hao swept that good-for-nothing's divine sense back to Supreme Purity.

What a damn nuisance! If I had known, I shouldn't have sent him to Supreme Purity; letting monsters eat him would have been better.

However, Di Hao's sweep also pulled Shen Qingli back to Supreme Purity, since they are essentially one entity.

Both opened their eyes at the same time and felt each other's clasped hands.

Shen Qingli instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Di Jin held it even tighter.

Seeing this, Shen Kuo, to avoid annoyance, had already taken Zhong Minglan out of the hall.

Several of the Nine Tribes were also taken away by Yu Jia.

Inside the hall, only the young couple remained in an instant.

Shen Qingli, however, felt a bit embarrassed by their scattering in all directions.

"Let go." Shen Qingli struggled hard.

Instead, Di Jin grabbed her and pulled her into his embrace, lunging onto her…

Shen Qingli glared at him instantly, but he seized her neck and kissed her.

"Older sister,"

while kissing him, she acted coquettish.

rubbing his face against hers.

Shen Qingli's heart melted from his rubbing.

Thinking that he had just recovered and might still be frightened from surviving a disaster, she voluntarily reached around his neck, embraced him, and softly said, "It's okay, nothing's wrong."

Di Jin immediately got bold, kissing her soft lips again, but he truly knew how to measure his advances—gentle and lingering, more like a puppy begging for a treat, actually sucking on it.

Shen Qingli could no longer push him away…

Yet he stopped pressing further, simply holding her tightly after a while of entanglement.

This left the dazed Shen Qingli feeling dazed, and instead she gently stroked his neck and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Fortunately, before the incident I revived my dead father; though that old bastard is hateful, he still has some skill, preventing me from falling into that disgusting thing's hands—otherwise I might never have seen Older Sister A Li."

Di Jin knew that the current Shen Qingli was not the beloved who had previously shared many life-and-death trials and intimate moments with him; although she liked him, she had not yet fallen deeply.

No rush.

He is not in a hurry.

This is already the best outcome.

She has not rejected him.

As for the rest, take it slow.

Even if she never remembers, it's fine.

He will always make her fall deeply for him again, no matter how many times.

And Shen Qingli, she will always be ardently warmed by his repeated sincere, wholehearted affection.

After all, for someone who has been let down by the whole world, what they need most has always been unreserved partiality and trust.

That was once something she could long for but never attain, and which she had abandoned, yet it would still move her unconditionally.

Shen Kuo, the Shen Clan, Zhong Minglan, and Shen Ting—those elders who have been good to her—are healing her and warming her.

Therefore, she is actually able to love him far more than when Di Jin first courted her.

Therefore, she, whose heart is now completely soft, has already gently soothed this aggrieved and frightened younger brother, saying, "Isn't this seeing him?"

Only then did Di Jin rise, holding her in his arms, yet merely embracing her quietly.

Shen Qingli, on the contrary, could more clearly feel his cherishing and even treasuring of her.

Some blurry images surfaced again…

Not only were those lingering, shameless images…

But before she could examine them closely, the images faded, and if she tried to think further, she would feel a headache.

The Imperial Rank immediately sensed it; seeing her frown and rub her forehead, he said knowingly, "Don't force yourself to remember—if you don't, you don't."

Shen Qingli didn't hear him, but Di Jin already kissed her forehead, using divine power to smooth that brain-piercing pain and also suppress the images she wanted to examine closely.

"Forgetting is fine; as long as we're still together, nothing matters." Di Jin said firmly, "Could it be that Sister will stop liking me just because she forgot?"

Shen Qingli pressed her lips, "I just feel like I've forgotten a lot of things I shouldn't have, especially memories related to you. But it's strange—who could do that?"

"No need to worry; it's all in the past." Di Jin didn't dwell on Tai Qing, and bringing up Di Hao was already pointless—"This is just fine."

"What's wrong with forcing myself to remember?" Shen Qingli asked.

"Of course, your brain will break and you'll become a little fool." Di Jin replied jokingly.

But the fact is: it really will.

Because, he is that example.

He is the one who forcibly defied Tai Qing's erasing power, and based on the clues he retained, tried to recall all the First Ones.

So he knows very well the pain involved; he doesn't want, nor does he need, his wife's elder sister to go through the same pain.

Moreover, "I actually feel that Sister will eventually remember naturally, so there's no need to rush."

But Shen Qingli is exceptionally perceptive: "How do you know the brain will break? Have you experienced it?"

Di Jin: "... I guess,"

"You've experienced it." Shen Qingli stared at him.

Di Jin had already rubbed against her neck, but was forcibly pulled away, "Right or not?"

"..." Di Jin lowered his eyes, looking pitiful and innocent, still wanting to avoid answering.

But Shen Qingli felt it in her bones: "Indeed!"

Di Jin then chuckled lightly, suddenly pouncing her onto the bed: "Even though you've forgotten, it's as if you haven't; I now want to use the old trick to deceive heaven and cross the sea, but you see through it every time, so whether you remember or not doesn't really matter—you subconsciously favor me."

He said those last words with his face close to Shen Qingli's, their eyes meeting; his eyes were full of joy and sweetness—not, cloying! So cloying that Shen Qingli felt sweetened by him.

How could there be such a person.

Shen Qingli couldn't hold back either.

This time, she initiated the kiss.

Di Jin's heart shuddered, and he immediately seized it back forcefully, even...

"Knock knock."

Someone came to knock on the door.

Still Old Yuanjun Xi Yue.

"Young Lord, may we have a word?"

The cautious Old Yuanjun, who had obviously hesitated for a long time, finally decided to come knock.

For this, she didn't hesitate to give up the best time for enlightenment; she had to resolve the father-son's knot.

She feared that if she didn't resolve it now, and if she truly succeeded in attaining the Dao and gained great freedom to leave, no one would be able to untie this knot.

As for Di Jin, he actually wasn't keen to respond, but Shen Qingli had already pushed him away.

"Please."

Di Jin's voice was proper, but his gaze toward Shen Qingli was full of resentment.

Shen Qingli pretended not to see; earlier, she had actually also seen Di Hao.

Moreover, even if this Old Yuanjun didn't come, she couldn't really let the brat run wild.

Lin Jun's problem must be thoroughly resolved! A little tenderness, comforting his frightened heart would be about enough.

However, neither she nor Di Jin expected that the Old Yuanjun's opening words would be a bombshell: "The Young Lord's mother is actually the Primordial Mother of the Extreme Dao of the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa."

"Back then, the world of the Three Pure Ones shattered due to Lin Jun's invasion; the Dao Mother, to repair the heavens, used her body to suppress Lin Jun at his peak, allowing the myriad spirits of the Three Pure Ones to be preserved."

"Thus, although she is the biological daughter of the Huaxu clan, possessing a bloodline stronger than that of the Fuxi clan, not only fully inheriting the Huaxu clan's divine power, but even surpassing it—this Nüwa—is why there are no descendants in the Three Pure Ones' heaven, and no records at all."