Time and space were continuously frozen within an elfin dance, along with Feng Yi's movements. This didn't seem to be good news. At least from the current situation, it seemed less that Nangong Qi's caresses were tender and gentle than that the Falling Snow Palm was more like a technique to seal the human body's life channels. The crystal-clear touch at her fingertips was undoubtedly something that could penetrate the skin's surface, similar to true qi.

However, Feng Yi did not show much desire to attack further, merely parrying, or countering as each attack came, relying on his own defense. A portion of the attacks could not break his defense, while others indeed struck Feng Yi. Under Nangong Qi's continuous suppression, Feng Yi's reactions and movements grew slower, his several acupoints all sealed. Despite this, his face still maintained a constant smile.

In this ongoing draining process, Nangong Qi's condition was far better than Feng Yi's. Eventually, she lowered her hand, some reluctance in her voice as she said, "Dummy, why don't you attack proactively?"

"Hehe, we're done fighting?"

Nangong Qi fell silent for a moment, unable to continue striking as, after all, the spiritual world could cause physical trauma.

Sometimes, when the brain receives incorrect signals and continues issuing wrong commands based on them, it might cause permanent damage—a common example is that the human body issues a hugely damaging command before death, which is why a person with no lingering concerns often passes away quickly when seriously ill, while some hold on for days longing to see their loved ones one last time.

Many healthy people have experienced this: a sudden twitch during sleep, which can indeed be categorized as the brain testing death. Much speculation remains about this subject, and even today, medical scientists have not provided a better explanation.

Nangong Qi did not continue to cut him down. Her charming little face, however, still showed dissatisfaction. She seemed to have received the news that the federal war had ended months ago, saying, "Didn't you promise to come find me once the war ended? Why wait until I'm about to be married? Do you know how much pressure I've faced during this time?"

"I'm sorry, Qi, a lot happened in the meantime, too much to explain in a few words, but everything I did was for your sake. If you believe me, here's what happened..."

Nangong Qi slightly froze in place. "Dummy! I don't need any explanations; of course, I believe you have your reasons." She pouted, looking more aggrieved than a younger sister, like a pitiable little kitten, and she playfully twisted her hooked finger as she said, "But..."

"But what?"

"But, the Nangong Family values traditional virtues. Since you're eloping and made me wait so long, you... you need to compensate me. Have you prepared a bridal gift?"

These words stumped Feng Yi, who had never thought about bringing such a conventional thing as a gift. "Ah, well... of course, I have something prepared, but you must present your gift first."

"Me...?" Hearing about her own gift, Nangong Qi's cheeks flushed to her ears, growing more embarrassed as she thought about it. "Of course, I have something prepared."

"Then, what is the gift...?"

"Close your eyes."

Thus, Feng Yi closed his eyes, never expecting that a battle could also escalate this way. Nangong Qi hesitated only a moment before lunging at Feng Yi, causing him to topple due to inertia.

At that moment, Nangong Qi's eyes were tightly shut, her lips slightly parted. Feng Yi first smelled a fragrant breeze, then felt a pair of soft lips press close to his and stay there.

Hey, hey, she's clearly a rookie at this, thinking a mouth-to-mouth is enough to count as that? He was quite speechless but also knew well that the reclusive sects focus traditionally on propriety. Despite the girl's broad experiences, she was essentially a novice concerning matters of men and women, often taking hearsay or mimicking what's seen in movies, not realizing the principle that the foul-minded corrupt others.

This was awkward. Considering his days were originally numbered, would taking the girl's first kiss truly be unforgivable? Thinking that even the Almighty might smite him, Feng Yi shuddered at the horrifying thought. So, he decisively embraced Qi'er's tender body and kissed her without hesitation, the kiss lasting 1 minute...

When they parted again, Nangong Qi's cheeks were even hotter, her supple body seemingly able to drip water, like a lush, mouthwatering strawberry emitting a scent that filled a man with a protective urge.

Feng Yi was utterly surprised that Qi'er had prepared a train ticket as a gift for him. The saying goes, "The thought counts more than the gift." Compared to cheap trinkets of gold and silver, this gift was undoubtedly the most special. It was difficult to repay such a favor from a beauty. What merits did he have to accept such a great gift?

"Your gift..." Qi'er murmured, her cute face buried deep...

"Qi'er, I wish to offer you a world," Feng Yi extended an empty hand.

"A world...?" Nangong Qi looked bewildered, unable to grasp the meaning behind Feng Yi's words.

Feng Yi just smiled faintly and said, "This is the only thing I'm able to do for you."

A tiny speck of light appeared in the palm of Feng Yi, instantly illuminating the space between them...

Under the shifting glow, the surroundings continuously transformed... In a blink, they found themselves at the top of Rekart's Lover's Tower, overlooking the teeming crowds below. They seemed like the brightest light above the sky, tangible yet formless.

Next, their thoughts swiftly transported them to the Abyss of the Deep Sea, where they watched schools of fish race freely, feeling the loneliness of deep waters and a thread of warmth from the deepest part of their hearts.

They beheld the majestic mountains and vast sea, a stunning reflection in constant flux, which only poetry could capture in a beautiful painting.

On the flip side of Rekart, a land shone under the snowy night sky—a winter scape blanketed in white, dreamlike as if in a fairy tale world. Under the pale blue moonlight, people prospered, singing and dancing joyously, with children's carefree smiles beneath the Christmas tree.

The scenes they both saw were expanding faster than the speed of light, just like the old saying from their elders, the farthest distance is always the bond between hearts...

When they left the Kuiper Belt, standing on a star and gazing into the vast cosmos, at the galaxy's end, not even the star's fiery warmth could utterly consume the fleeting beauty...

This was too romantic, too spectacular, and hot tears dampened Nangong Qi's eyes once again...

However, the Black Hole was merely a quantum state, and as they traversed the cosmic Abyss like dark matter passing through empty Black Holes, the intertwined Quantum Law Pulses remained constant.

The microcosmic flower could not only display a microcosmic state but also fragments from the decay of the macroscopic universe—Third Mystery, a leap.

A leap is a transformation of the self; a leap is a rebirth from nirvana; a leap is the distinction in the ordinary; a leap is the rhythm of the soul.

One flower, one world; one leaf, one paradise; one dream, one reincarnation; one butterfly, one spring and autumn—Three thousand worlds are three thousand flowers, and also three thousand dreaming butterflies. So what harm would there be in offering this vast universe to Qi'er?

Under the halo of light, apart from the two of them, the fantastical world created by ice and snow was visibly shrinking rapidly... Eventually, it condensed into a miniature, dream-like realm, nestled in the center of Feng Yi's palm.

The original hustle and bustle around them returned in an instant...

Looking at the crystalline ice-blue petals, Nangong Qi could no longer describe the tumult of her emotions...

"Qi'er, this world is for you," Feng Yi said.

Nangong Qi held it cautiously in her hands, feeling the real temperature and texture radiating from within, as if what she held was not a world but the subtle magnetic field vibrations of Feng Yi...

Qi'er could not control this power, the palm-sized world eventually slowly faded away, turning into specks of light that drifted into the void... In the height of summer, the floating snowflakes unexpectedly added a hint of coolness to the grand manor, watching Falling Snow descend, it was utterly magical.

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