Four days earlier.

In the mortal world, Y City, within the Yin Yang Master Association.

When Chen Hao disappeared from a group photo, Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing immediately thought about contacting Niu Tou and Ma Mian.

Just as Xie Xiaofeng was about to use spirit-communication techniques to reach out to Niu Tou and Ma Mian, Tang Jing suddenly saw Chen Hao's image reappear on the photo.

"Xie Xiaofeng, look!" Tang Jing hastily passed the photo frame to Xie Xiaofeng, "The bastard has reappeared!"

"This is really strange!" Xie Xiaofeng's face was filled with confusion, "What on earth happened to the bastard?"

Tang Jing let out a long sigh of relief. In her opinion, since Chen Hao had reappeared in the photo, he most likely was fine.

"Do we still need to find Niu Tou and Ma Mian?" Xie Xiaofeng asked.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Jing shook her head and said, "Let's not bother them for now, let's get back to our work. As for what exactly happened, we can ask Chen Hao and Yuqiao when they return next time."

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In the Dust Realm.

Atop the mountain formed from the corpse of the Dust King, Chen Ji.

When Chen Hao's flesh had turned into countless specks of dust, the Dust King Ring that had absorbed his Yin Soul ascended into the sky, and the Nether King's Heart from his left eye fell into Ye Yuqiao's palm, the sadness in the woods reached its peak:

After yelling Chen Hao's name in a howl of anguish, Ye Yuqiao collapsed onto the somewhat moist grass out of despair, falling into an extreme sorrow unlike anything she had ever experienced.

The sounds of crying from Lin Huashan and Yi Ning, clear yet hoarse, burst forth suddenly, spreading and permeating through the entire forest just like the moisture in the air.

They all found it hard to accept that Chen Hao had gone just like that.

Ye Yuqiao's face was ashen, and hot tears slid down her dead-pale cheeks over and over again. She looked at the sky, her mind full of memories shared with Chen Hao and of his various expressions.

No matter if Chen Hao was smiling foolishly, angry, dumbfounded, or full of fighting spirit, each thought brought a pang to her heart, a sense of unwillingness to let go, and deep nostalgia.

"Hahaha!" At this moment, the laughter of the Dust King Chen Ji suddenly rang out in the forest, drowning the sorrowful cries of Yi Ning and Lin Huashan, "Very good, very good!"

Listening to the Dust King's mocking laughter, Ye Yuqiao was immediately consumed with rage, her face showing murderous intent. But at that moment, she did not possess any bit of the Nether King's Power, leaving her powerless against the Dust King.

Wiping the hot tears from her face, Ye Yuqiao got up from the ground and said coldly, "Shut your mouth."

Although she couldn't do anything to the Dust King, she was in no way afraid of what the Dust King might do to her. With Chen Hao gone, her heart was already dead; living was no different from being dead.

"Hahaha!" The Dust King's laughter grew louder and louder, "My girl, don't be angry just yet."

"Then shut your mouth right now!" Ye Yuqiao's voice was even colder, and she wished she could level the entire mountain beneath her feet and tear the Dust King's wandering spirit to shreds!

The Dust King stopped laughing, and in a tone of helplessness said, "Girl, you really don't need to be angry, and certainly there's no need to be sad."

No sooner had the Dust King finished speaking than the Dust King Ring, which had been still in the air, once again shot out thousands of golden rays of light, illuminating the dust particles that were once part of Chen Hao's flesh and had been scattered around by the wind.

Suddenly, Ye Yuqiao's despairing and dull eyes lit up with a sharp glint, as if she had caught a whiff of two familiar scents.

How could she not remember the scent that belonged to Chen Hao!

Before long, the air's dust particles began to converge, and the aromas of Chen Hao's Yin Qi and Yang Energy grew stronger.

Apart from Chen Hao, it would be difficult to find another person in this world with as strong a Yang Energy signature as his.

At that moment, Ye Yuqiao's eyes grew wider and more luminous.

Meanwhile, Lin Huashan and Yi Ning nearby had stopped crying, sensing something was amiss. They held their breath, full of hope, waiting for what was to come.

The golden light emitted from the Dust King Ring continued to intensify, nearly turning the surrounding night into day. At the same time, the Dust King Ring was constantly releasing the Yin Qi Spiritual Power and Yang Energy Power from Chen Hao's body.

A while later, Lin Huashan and Yi Ning were still tightly closing their eyes because of the intense golden light, but Ye Yuqiao still gazed steadily at the Dust King Ring.

"Miss, close your eyes quickly!" the urgent voice of the Dust King sounded, "Otherwise, your eyes will go blind!"

Ye Yuqiao lowered her head, closed her eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth lifted into a faint smile, and her body trembled violently due to emotional excitement.

She had a premonition: a miracle was going to happen.

The sorrow in her heart had been replaced by the anticipation of the nervousness.

She was waiting very carefully for the miracle to occur.

"My name is Chen Hao!"

"Ye Yuqiao, I like you. Have you fallen for me?"

"Little girl, I just want to be with you, until eternity. This is my intention, do you understand?"

"Girlfriend, come over here and let me kiss you."

"Yuqiao, I still remember you once said that as long as I defeated the Ghost King, you would marry me!"

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At that moment, memories of the happy times she had spent with Chen Hao flashed through Ye Yuqiao's mind.

She indulged in the sweet reminiscences, feeling as though soaking in honey.

After a long while, Ye Yuqiao remained immersed in the ecstasy of those memories. Suddenly, a familiar warmth touched her palm and then coursed through her blood, spreading throughout her body.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Chen Hao's familiar face was right in front of her, extremely close, and there was a faint glow all around. In his left hand, he wielded the Sword of Dust, and on the finger of his right hand, he still wore the Dust King Ring.

Ye Yuqiao smiled faintly, asking softly, "Is it you who's returned?"

A weak warm breath from Chen Hao's nose brushed against Ye Yuqiao's nose; he looked at her, too emotional to know what to do.

"I'm back!" Chen Hao finally said after a long time, "Being able to hold your hand feels so good!"

"Chen Hao, sob!" Ye Yuqiao hurled herself into Chen Hao's arms.

Instantly, Chen Hao's chest was soaked. Tears also fell from his eyes, and he then plunged the Sword of Dust into the ground and hugged Ye Yuqiao tightly.

Gradually, their heartbeats and breaths merged into one.

The feeling of regained happiness was so beautiful!

Upon hearing Ye Yuqiao's cries, Lin Huashan and Yi Ning opened their eyes. Seeing Chen Hao's familiar silhouette once again before them, they too burst into tears like fountains.

Afterward, seeing Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao kissing each other, the two turned their blushing cheeks, then walked away laughing, shoulder to shoulder.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao's lips parted. Ye Yuqiao clung tightly to Chen Hao's arm, nestling up to him like a bird, and said, "You bullied me!"

"Ah?" Chen Hao was astonished.

"If you hadn't bullied me, why would I cry so miserably, so heartbroken and upset?"

Chen Hao laughed and said, "You're right, it's my fault. I won't bully you anymore."

"What exactly happened?" Ye Yuqiao asked, puzzled, "I thought I was really going to lose you."

Chen Hao shook his head...

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