Chapter 1048 - 1046: Luo Xiangling Is Not Human—Her Past and Secrets Also Come from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 1048: Chapter 1046: Luo Xiangling Is Not Human—Her Past and Secrets Also Come from the Immortal Realm

The scene, momentarily frozen.

A woman of unparalleled elegance.

A young man in flowing white robes.

One is the Quasi-Immortal of the Exotic Realm, Prince Luo.

One is the Jun Family’s Divine Son of the Immortal Realm, Jun Xiaoyao.

The atmosphere seemed to solidify at this moment.

"You deceived everyone." Luo Xiangling parted her lips, her voice carrying a slight tremor.

She wasn’t afraid, as Jun Xiaoyao posed no threat to her at all.

Her voice trembled because of disbelief, because of the deceit.

"Yes, I deceived everyone." Jun Xiaoyao admitted frankly.

"Including me!"

Luo Xiangling’s tone intensified, the Ice Crystal Sword in her hand advancing half an inch closer, pressing against Jun Xiaoyao’s heart.

"I didn’t deceive you," Jun Xiaoyao.

"You still say you didn’t deceive, yet all along, you’ve been using me as a shield. I even entrusted the Dragon Vein to heal your injuries sustained at the Border Desolation."

Luo Xiangling was truly heartbroken.

With a nature steeped in innocence, she had never developed feelings for anyone.

And for her first time, she encountered Jun Xiaoyao, this heart-wrenching scoundrel.

Such misfortune.

"If you consider it a deception of identity, then yes."

"But... when I interacted with you, there wasn’t a trace of insincerity."

"Painting and writing poetry for you."

"Enjoying playing chess with you, discussing techniques and the Dao."

"In my eyes, you’re not the lofty Prince Luo, but someone to treat sincerely."

"A charming woman."

Jun Xiaoyao’s face showed neither redness nor panic.

His acting was flawless and lifelike.

Though somewhat cheesy, it pertained to Jun Xiaoyao’s subsequent plans.

So he couldn’t afford any errors.

"You, hush..." Luo Xiangling, hearing this, felt her heart in chaos.

Remembering all her moments with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Do you know if your identity were exposed, it would be the least of your worries to merely die?"

"You could continue to hide and deceive everyone." Luo Xiangling bit her red lips and said.

"True, I could keep it hidden, but I choose not to."

"I can deceive everyone, but I don’t want to keep deceiving you." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Then you will die." Luo Xiangling’s eyes brimmed slightly with redness.

"Then let me die; dying at the hands of Prince Luo wouldn’t be in vain." Jun Xiaoyao said with calmness.

He looked into Luo Xiangling’s sparkling eyes.

He was taking a gamble!

This was a grand gamble!

Winning meant he could establish a solid relationship with Luo Xiangling.

Losing.

Sorry, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t seek death knowingly.

He had long prepared plans and contingencies for himself.

Wanting him to die by Luo Xiangling’s hand was simply impossible.

Jun Xiaoyao was no eternal love saint, nor a love-struck fool.

With his temperament, it’s all the more impossible to perish by a woman’s hand.

"You..."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s reckless demeanor, unfazed by boiling water.

Luo Xiangling’s fair hand clenched, trembling slightly.

She asked herself.

Even knowing Jun Xiaoyao was the Jun Family’s Divine Son of the Immortal Realm.

Could she make a move?

Jun Xiaoyao could have kept her in the dark.

Yet he chose to open up, revealing the truth to her.

The Ice Crystal Sword pointed at Jun Xiaoyao’s chest but couldn’t fall.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, grasping the Ice Crystal Sword.

"Xiang Ling, with your power, killing me is but a thought away."

Even if Jun Xiaoyao were a prodigy.

The gap between Supreme and Quasi-Immortal remains insurmountable.

Of course, that’s without Jun Xiaoyao using other hidden means.

"You’re forcing me!" Luo Xiangling’s chest heaved.

Jun Xiaoyao was forcing her to decide.

Whether to kill him and expose him.

Or perhaps...

To help him obscure the truth, becoming an accomplice.

After all, the most intimate relationships in the world are those shared by accomplices.

"How could I force you, Xiang Ling, it’s merely trust in you." Jun Xiaoyao smiled gently and warmly.

Almost no woman could resist Jun Xiaoyao’s smile.

Including Xuan Yue previously.

The Ice Crystal Sword silently dissolved into shimmering light.

Luo Xiangling turned around.

"Is this your biggest secret?"

"Of course." Jun Xiaoyao said.

In his heart, a sigh of relief escaped.

It seemed he passed this hurdle.

He bet correctly.

"You know, I also have my own secrets, right?" Luo Xiangling spoke with a gloomy tone.

"As I said, I won’t force you to reveal it, unless you want to, then I can be a listener." Jun Xiaoyao said gently.

"What if I told you, I’m not human?"

Luo Xiangling’s words, instantaneously silenced the atmosphere.

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression paused momentarily.

Honestly, a bit unexpected.

But, seemingly reasonable.

Because Jun Xiaoyao had felt it before.

Luo Xiangling possessed a pure and clear heart, sometimes even a bit naive.

Naive enough not to have the complexity or scheming nature of humans.

It was precisely because of this that Jun Xiaoyao dared to bet.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao silent, Luo Xiangling smiled, with a hint of bitterness.

However, the next moment, Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said, "So what if you are, so what if you’re not, I only know you are Xiangling, and that’s enough."

Luo Xiangling’s heart trembled once more.

Then, she let out a bitter laugh and said, "Perhaps, I’m not even qualified to expose you."

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised again.

"What if I told you, I’m also from the Immortal Realm?"

Luo Xiangling’s words made Jun Xiaoyao’s expression freeze.

"Why, don’t believe me? I can share my story with you." Luo Xiangling sighed slightly.

She indeed wasn’t human.

Nor was she any other creature.

She was a river.

A river named Xiang River.

Like any ordinary river.

The Xiang River was just an ordinary river.

But one day.

A middle-aged man came to the riverbank, enveloped in Chaos Qi.

He sat by the river, cultivating, contemplating.

Returning to the true, confirming the Heaven and Earth Dao.

An ordinary Xiang River became extraordinary because of that man’s arrival.

Every day the sound of the Great Dao resonated.

There were Heaven and Earth runes shimmering, occasionally falling into the river.

Luo Xiangling didn’t know when she began to have consciousness.

She saw the person by the riverbank.

Day after day, year after year.

The Xiang River was not just an ordinary river anymore.

It gained spirituality, transforming into the River Spirit.

Beside Luo River, Xiang River had spirit.

Hence, Luo Xiangling.

She regarded that middle-aged man as kin because it was he who bestowed her life.

However, when Luo Xiangling formed a body and stood before that man.

The man’s expression was indifferent, like the Heavenly Dao.

"In the universe, there is order, you were an ordinary river, and should remain one."

"Because of my presence, I’ve interfered with your karma, so it must be erased."

"The Heavenly Dao rules cannot be defied, those against it will be punished."

The man acted, Chaos Qi surging, erasing Luo Xiangling’s consciousness.

Yet he didn’t expect.

The waters of Xiang River evaporated, turning into a rain.

Within a single rain drop, remained a trace of Luo Xiangling’s spiritual sense.

This drop of rain drifted and drifted.

No one knew how long it drifted, nor how many ancient epochs it spanned.

It fell into a river.

That river was a tributary of the Exotic Nether River.

And the Nether River, spanned the Ten Great Realms of the Exotic Realm, like a mother river.

The Nether River Continent where the War God Academy resided, was named after the Nether River.

After countless years, Luo Xiangling reappeared.

And upon forming her body again, her power had vastly improved.

Perhaps due to the power of the Nether River, she became a revered Quasi-Immortal by many.

With no kin, the best place for her was the War God Academy located in the Nether River Continent.

From then on, deep within the War God Academy, inside the Purple Bamboo Forest, stood an ancient supreme, Luo Wang.

This is Luo Xiangling’s story.