Ye Yu remained alone in the spacious guest chamber with Zheng Nuanshou. The sudden quiet felt uncanny. He wondered why Zheng Nuanshou had insisted on speaking with him alone, dismissing Li Ruowang and Yao Wuyai. Could it be...?
“I like you!” Zheng Nuanshou declared earnestly.
She was nothing like the shy girl he’d first met; now she spoke with unwavering confidence. The abrupt confession took Ye Yu by surprise. Before he could answer, she went on:
“To be precise, after the Heavenly Calamity, I came to admire you greatly. At that time, I was so weak that I kept these feelings hidden for a very long time. Now I’ve awakened again and my memories have merged—I had to tell you, both for myself and for the girl I once was. So... what’s your answer?”
Although her face was calm, her fists clenched tightly inside her sleeves betrayed her nerves. She’d always believed the love one felt at eighteen was pure—unclouded by concerns of wealth, temperament, or tolerance. After the calamity, her cultivation had been reduced to near nothing, and her memories had stopped at the time shortly after she ascended into the Celestial Realm. Back then she’d been innocent, her heart containing only two thoughts: restoring the Exorcist Sect’s glory, and quietly loving Ye Yu without a word to anyone. Every meeting with him had filled her with joy.
Yet she’d never dared confess—seeing his partner, each as fair as a heavenly maiden—she felt unworthy. Now, with her memories restored and her position once again as sect lord—and a true Immortal Emperor (albeit at half-step, her power still stabilizing)—she resolved to act on her heart.
At that moment, Ye Yu realized how genuine the bond between Li Ruowang and Zheng Nuanshou was; their sisterly trust had been real. In truth, when he had entered her Heart Sea, he’d already sensed her affection—so many memory-bubbles of himself! His hesitation had merely been surprise at her boldness. After all, she was the first celestial maiden he’d ever met in the Celestial Realm—and she held a special place in his heart. He, too, harbored deep feelings for her. There was no reason to refuse.
“Then let us become immortal partners,” he replied.
Zheng Nuanshou finally exhaled in relief—she had succeeded! But Ye Yu’s next words froze her smile.
“Although... that was a bit ill-timed. You could’ve waited until tomorrow to confess. Doing it so openly—and sending your senior-sister away to speak with me alone—was brave, but she’s terribly suspicious.”
“Suspicious? Wait—she’s also your immortal partner?” Zheng Nuanshou’s complexion drained at Ye Yu’s nod. She nearly collapsed. Divine Lord, what have I done? After ten thousand years apart, the very first thing she does upon waking is banish her senior-sister and confess to her sister’s partner? Even the Sect’s Patriarch would shake his head at that!
And Li Ruowang was notoriously jealous. Steal her partner? Zheng Nuanshou felt utterly defeated. She covered her face and muttered, “Why didn’t you mention you and Senior-sister were partners? I thought you were just close friends. Can I retract my confession? Maybe we wait a while.”


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