"What a vixen."
Yue Yue's face was as cold as ice. That woman had dared flirt with her man right in front of her, and even after striking, she hadn't managed to harm a single hair on her. This filled Yue Yue with a strong, burning anger. Very strong.
However, she hadn't been raised to curse and insult others, so all she could do was keep calling her a vixen.
Even her Moon Spirit Wheel couldn't harm the woman—it had even been mysteriously devoured. That alone proved how terrifying the woman truly was.
"Alright, Yue'er, don't be angry. That woman was clearly trying to provoke you. If you let yourself get angry, then you're just falling into her trap. There's no need for that. Judging by her strength, she's most likely a cultivator at the Life Map Realm, and that umbrella she carries is no ordinary object—it can absorb and contain everything like eternal night."
Yi Tianxing stepped closer, wrapping an arm around Yue Yue's slender waist. Feeling the softness beneath his hand, he spoke with a light smile.
A Life Map Realm cultivator—likely a top-tier prodigy of the Night Demon Race.
Although Yue Yue was powerful, she hadn't yet reached that realm. Even a minor difference in realm could lead to a significant gap in strength. Unless she joined forces with Lian Xing, she wouldn't be able to defeat a Life Map Realm opponent alone. Together, though, they could contend with or even kill such an opponent.
"You're not allowed to meet that vixen alone again. I can feel it—she harbors ill intentions toward you," Yue Yue said coldly.
"Alright, I won't meet her. It's not like there's anything going on anyway," Yi Tianxing said, shaking his head with a chuckle.
"Oh? So you want something to happen?" she replied with a note of jealousy in her voice.
"Not at all. If I want anything, it's you. In my eyes, you're far more beautiful than she is," Yi Tianxing said quickly. "Yue'er, it's getting late. We should rest."
Upon hearing that, Yue Yue's body trembled slightly. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment as she let out a nearly inaudible response.
Yi Tianxing smiled, and without hesitation, picked her up like a princess and carried her into the luxurious carriage palace behind them.
That night... the details need not be described. Let's just say it was very harmonious.
Even in the darkness, the Nine-Dragon War Chariot continued moving forward without pause. Just three of the dragon sons pulling it were enough to dominate the battlefield. Even when the Eternal Night Army surged like a tide, they couldn't stop the chariot—it crushed through everything in its path.
Of course, they couldn't move much faster either. But they continued steadily in the direction of Lingshan.
Day and night, they traveled without rest. Yet Yi Tianxing and the two women never felt bored. The sights of the battlefield, the nighttime moments as husband and wives—all made the journey feel like a blissful honeymoon.
As he continued to share a bed with both Yue Yue and Lian Xing, Yi Tianxing came to appreciate their unique qualities even more. Time passed quickly.
One day, during the day—
The three of them stood atop the war chariot, taking in the scenery around them.
Suddenly, Lian Xing's eyes lit up. She pointed into the distance and said, "Husband, look over there! How beautiful! Are those fireflies?"
They followed her gaze.
In the near distance, a group of glowing beings danced through the air. From afar, they really did look like fireflies—but their light was visible even in the daylight, unlike fireflies whose glow faded in sunlight.
"They're not fireflies—they're light elves."
As the chariot drew closer, they could see them clearly: tiny beings, each no larger than a thumb, exquisitely delicate in appearance. They had distinct features much like humans, only with a pair of glowing wings on their backs. Their entire bodies shimmered with light, as though made of it.
These were Light Elves—also known as Ear Elves.
[Light Elves (光精灵) Also called Ear Elves (耳精灵), these luminous creatures are born from light, formed from the souls of kind-hearted beings who die and are bathed in radiant energy. They are gentle by nature and will never harm others. They are considered a race beloved by the heavens, a unique lifeform in the world.Legend holds that anyone who harms a Light Elf will be afflicted by the terrifying "Curse of the Light Elves".]
"The Curse of the Light Elves?" Lian Xing asked curiously.
Yi Tianxing nodded, his expression solemn. "Yes. Once afflicted, you'll never be able to walk in the light again. The moment sunlight touches your body, you'll feel like you're being pierced by a thousand arrows. Your skin will rot, your flesh will melt, your bones will shatter, and your soul will scream in agony. Prolonged exposure leads to death. A slow, painful death. You'll be forced to live in darkness forever."
No one would want such a curse. Not only is it agonizing, but it also becomes an obvious weakness others can exploit. And to remove it? Almost impossible.
"They're so adorable. Anyone who harms them deserves the curse," Lian Xing said with a smile.
"Why are they also called Ear Elves?" Yue Yue asked.
[Special Ability: Voice of Light (倾听之光)Light Elves can move with light and hear voices carried through it. They can sense the hidden secrets within the hearts of living beings. Because of this ability, they are called Ear Elves. Anyone who sees them is allowed to ask a single question—a hidden truth they seek.This is why many cultivators fear them: they may reveal deeply buried secrets.]
Yi Tianxing's eyes gleamed with intrigue. These beings were clearly extraordinary. Blessed by the heavens, born from light, capable of hearing hearts—such a rare and mysterious race.
In fact, if it weren't for some special quality they possessed, most people wouldn't even be able to see them. Right now, although Yi Tianxing and the others could see the Light Elves clearly, it was highly likely others nearby could not—as if they existed on a different plane of existence.
"How amazing," Lian Xing said, her eyes full of wonder.
The Light Elves flitted around them, wings fluttering, circling the trio as if dancing. The air sparkled with their light, as if painting a magical scene.
"I want to ask a question! Each of us gets to ask one, right?" Lian Xing asked excitedly, holding out her hand. A Light Elf landed on her fingertip.
"Light Elf, Light Elf, I want to know... does Husband truly love me and Sister?" she asked.
Yi Tianxing's expression froze for a moment, then softened as he looked at the two women. If she didn't care deeply, she wouldn't ask something like that now.
The Light Elf floated to Lian Xing's ear and whispered softly. As she listened, a smile blossomed on her face. She occasionally looked at Yi Tianxing, her gaze gentler than ever—filled with love.
Soon, the Light Elf flew back into the air, rejoining the others in a dance of joy and laughter.
"Yue'er, do you have a question?" Yi Tianxing asked.
"I do," Yue Yue replied after a pause. "Light Elf, I want to know—the origin of the Stone Emperor."
Another Light Elf floated to her ear and whispered the answer. Only she could hear it. The others were completely unaware of what was said.
"Husband, your turn," Yue Yue said.
"Alright. I do have a question I'd like answered," Yi Tianxing nodded.
He didn't speak aloud but asked his question through sound transmission—even Yue Yue and Lian Xing didn't know what he asked.
A Light Elf flew to his ear and whispered something. His expression changed ever so slightly, but he quickly composed himself, concealing whatever reaction he'd had.
Moments later, the Light Elf rejoined its kin and they all fluttered away into the distance, disappearing from sight.
"They really are adorable," Yi Tianxing said.
"Husband, let's continue on our way," Yue Yue said.
She didn't ask about his question. The fact that he'd used sound transmission meant it was something private—possibly even dangerous to share. Pressing him would only make things awkward. She understood that well.
Yue Yue's Question – Answer Summary:"The Stone Emperor's origin is from a mysterious race called the Saint Spirit Clan (圣灵族). They are not born through reproduction but are born of heaven and earth, from divine materials and peerless treasures. Every one of them embodies the very essence of the world and is a Heaven-born Spirit, possessing innate divine abilities and immense potential to ascend the path of great cultivation. All have the possibility of attaining godlike power."
Her face grew serious. No doubt, the Saint Spirit Clan was a race of terrifying strength.