Three simple words, but the intention was clear.

Xi Yue immediately blushed. The cold hand that was originally stroking her face seemed to bring burning warmth.

She slapped Ji Mingyu’s hand away and said angrily, “Keep dreaming!”

The girl refused without hesitation. Ji Mingyu felt an unspeakable pain in his heart, as well as the blazing anger that wanted to burn away his reasoning.

He said slowly, “Be with me, and you can get everything you want. Why do you reject me?”

Xi Yue bit her lip and said hoarsely after a long pause, “I’m married, and I love my husband. I can only be yours unless I die!”

Ji Mingyu’s dark pupils shrank. A ferocious jealousy gnawed at his heart, staining his eyes with a blood-red hue.

This was the first time he had taken an interest in a girl; the first time he so desperately wanted someone, even if it meant resorting to despicable methods.

Ji Mingyu grabbed Xi Yue’s clothes. As he tugged, the sound of fabric tearing followed.

Xi Yue’s eyes widened in shock, wanting to resist. However, she discovered that her body suddenly seemed to be imprisoned by something, and she could not move.

However, she could feel the man’s calloused hands gently caressing her delicate skin, slowly turning from cold to scorching hot as he stroked her.

Even the breath he exhaled was thick with lust as if about to ignite into flames.

Under Xi Yue’s frightened eyes, Ji Mingyu lowered his head. His cold voice was filled with unspeakable tenderness but also with a fanatical determination, “You can only belong to me. Soon, I will make you forget him.”

The next moment, he lowered his head and met the girl’s lips firmly.

His cool lips, yet with an undeniable dominance and madness, clumsily nibbled at the girl’s lips, as if wanting to devour her entirely.

Xi Yue’s eyes widened. The shackles on her body had dissipated, but she still didn’t move.

For a moment, she felt that the familiar aura belonging to Nangong Yu seemed to be back.

Such passionate and unrepentant affection made her heart flutter. She almost wanted to tightly embrace the lover before her and cry out in relief, venting her grievances.

However, she soon realized that Ji Mingyu was not Nangong Yu. Their auras were similar, yet not the same.

The person she loved never came back after all…

Xi Yue suddenly came back to her senses and began to struggle.

At this moment, it was like she was pulling out all the stops to get out of Ji Mingyu’s embrace, even if it meant hurting herself.

Hot tears overflowed from the corners of the eyes, slid down the corners of the eyes, and turned cold.

This was not only because of her resistance, but also because of the instinctive flutter in her emotional reaction when facing Ji Mingyu. The initial, almost bewitched response, frightened her.

The spiritual power in her dantian began to circulate wildly, forming a massive vortex of spiritual power around her.

Intense pain emanated from her dantian and spread through her limbs and bones, causing her complexion to turn pale instantly.

Just in that instant, in her efforts to break free from Ji Mingyu’s constraints, she let her spiritual power run wild and unintentionally broke through the bottleneck of the Gold Core Stage. At this moment, she began to advance to the Nascent Soul Stage.

However, Xi Yue had only advanced to the Gold Core Stage a few short months ago. Neither her foundations nor her mental state were stable yet.

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