A black shadow appeared behind Chen Hao's slumbering Yin Soul, and then Ye Yuqiao burst out from within that black shadow.

After she appeared, Ye Yuqiao first glowered at Chen Hao, then gathered the Nether King's Power in her right hand and pushed forcefully against Chen Hao's back, shoving his Yin Soul, on the brink of falling into Hell, back into his physical body.

Seeing this, a voice filled with surprise emanated from the mist, "Who on earth are you? You can actually prevent the Nether King's Power from sending this boy to Hell!"

Ye Yuqiao lifted her head and glared viciously at the mist that Zi Que had transformed into; within a blink, she was deep inside the fog. Immediately, the mist surrounding her solidified under the influence of the Nether King's Power.

"Evil-Banishing Moon Sword!" Ye Yuqiao commanded loudly, "Come!"

"Ding!" The Evil-Banishing Moon Sword responded with a clear, concise ring and then flew into Ye Yuqiao's hand.

Grasping the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword, Ye Yuqiao immediately poured her Spiritual Power into the sword, making it emit an unprecedentedly dazzling purple glow. She then thrust it towards the black Hand of Death concealed within the mists above her head.

"Whoosh whoosh!" Accompanying the collision of the dazzling purple light of the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword with the black light of the Hand of Death, the air around them screamed sharply as if caught in a ferocious storm.

As the Nether King's Power within Ye Yuqiao was depleted, the purple light gradually lost the clash. Despite this, it had already greatly wounded Zi Que, who had transformed into the mist.

In the end, Ye Yuqiao retracted the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword in her hand, while the surrounding solidified mist reverted to vapor and drifted away.

"I'm leaving!" Ye Yuqiao said coldly to the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword in her hand.

"Weng weng weng!" The Evil-Banishing Moon Sword emitted a sharp, piercing cry as if it was weeping, trying to retain Ye Yuqiao.

With a "Ping" sound, the sword that Ye Yuqiao mercilessly threw down rang crisply as it hit the ground.

Afterward, Ye Yuqiao transformed into a dark shadow.

Just as the shadow was about to leave.

"Yuqiao, wait!" Chen Hao's voice suddenly resounded through the cold air.

The shadow that was Ye Yuqiao remained in place.

Then, amid the howling cold wind, Chen Hao seemed to hear the low sobs of Ye Yuqiao.

"Yuqiao, I'm sorry, I wronged you!" Chen Hao sobbed, "Please don't go. I really can't be without you. These four days without you have felt like years of agony for me!"

The cold wind intensified, and the faint sobs of Ye Yuqiao in the air became mournful crying.

Hearing this crying, Chen Hao's heart was once again torn apart.

"If I've truly hurt you this time, I will spend an eternity making it up to you," Chen Hao said hoarsely, "Don't go, Yuqiao!"

As he spoke, Chen Hao also began to cry out loud, making no attempt to hide the fear and vulnerability in his heart.

But soon enough, the shadow still left.

Ye Yuqiao did not forgive him!

"If you're not willing to forgive me, why did you still save me?" Chen Hao yelled to the heavens, then scratched his head frantically, a look of utter agony on his face, as he knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Not long after, Tang Chao alighted in front of Chen Hao using his Qinggong.

Seeing Chen Hao kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, motionless, Tang Chao thought Chen Hao's Yin Soul had been taken to the Eighteen Levels of Hell by the Hand of Death. He rushed over to Chen Hao, calling out, "Chen Hao!"

Having said that, Tang Chao gently shook Chen Hao's body a few times.

"Brother Chao!" Chen Hao suddenly looked up at Tang Chao, then hugged Tang Chao's thighs tightly, his voice filled with despair, "Yuqiao won't forgive me!"

Tang Chao took a deep breath first, then soothed him with a frown, "Did Yuqiao come to save you just now? If so, it shows she still cares about you, so don't worry. There's plenty of time. As long as you're alive, there's always a chance to make amends with her!"

After eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Hao returned home with a heart full of disappointment.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a familiar, unique fragrance, followed by a mournful crying drifting to his ears.

"Ah!" Chen Hao's eyes shone as he burst into the room and turned on the light.

"Am I dreaming?" Chen Hao asked, staring blankly at Ye Yu sitting on the sofa with her head buried. "Yuqiao, is it really you?"

"I clearly said I wouldn't shed a single tear for you anymore," Ye Yu said in a resentful tone, looking at Chen Hao, "but I just can't help myself, and you're just so annoying! Why, you've hurt me so deeply, yet I still..."

Ye Yu's voice choked up. She lowered her head, crying even harder.

"Yuqiao!" Chen Hao took big strides forward, finally squatting in front of Ye Yu, his hands once again tightly grasping hers, tears streaming down his face. After sobbing a few times, he looked up at Yuqiao and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

With a "smack," Ye Yu slapped Chen Hao's face hard with her right hand, "I've cried more this month since I've known you than in the past twenty thousand years, you jerk, always bullying me!"

Chen Hao smiled through his tears, hurriedly sat on the sofa, and pulled Ye Yu tightly into his arms, wishing they could merge into one being, never to part.

Ye Yu cried even harder as she felt the warmth coming from Chen Hao's body while lying in his arms, trembling more violently.

"Why are you so annoying!" Ye Yu asked in a trembling voice, looking very aggrieved.

After speaking, Ye Yuqiao tightly grasped Chen Hao's left arm and took a fierce bite on it.

Chen Hao's face showed pain as he gritted his teeth, enduring the sharp agony Ye Yu bestowed upon him. When Yuqiao finally let go, he tightly embraced her tear-stained, red and hot cheeks and asked, "Yuqiao, I'm truly sorry, can you forgive me?"

Looking aggrievedly at Chen Hao, Ye Yu stared blankly for a long while before her eyes filled up with tears again, releasing all the grievances, pain, conflicts, and anger that had been weighing on her heart.

Even while crying, in Chen Hao's eyes, Ye Yu was still so beautiful it took his breath away. After gasping for air, he leaned in to kiss Ye Yu, pouring all his four days of crazed longing into the kiss.

After a moment, Ye Yu pushed Chen Hao away, her voice shaking, "Will you bully me again in the future?"

Chen Hao shook his head repeatedly, then hugged Ye Yu tightly again, continuing their passionate kiss.

Four in the morning.

Inside Chen Hao's room.

After glancing at Chen Hao beside her, Ye Yu slowly got up, quietly left the bed, and stepped down.

Suddenly, a chaotic noise erupted!

Chen Hao, who was in deep sleep, suddenly sat up, reached out his hand, and pulled Ye Yu, who had just set her foot on the ground, into his arms, his voice filled with excitement, "Are you leaving?"

Ye Yu looked at Chen Hao, smiled lightly, her eyes hazy, "I just remembered I need to go to the bathroom."

"I thought you left again!" Chen Hao let out a long breath, then hugged Ye Yu tightly.

"I won't leave!" Ye Yu said, avoiding Chen Hao's gaze. After a pause, she met his eyes and asked, "Chen Hao, do you like me?"

Chen Hao was surprised, not understanding why Ye Yu would ask such a strange question, so he deliberately said, "No, I don't!"

Ye Yu huffed angrily, hesitated, then pinched Chen Hao's arm.

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