Watching Zhao Changhe sitting in the river, meditating and comprehending, Piaomiao quietly guards beside him, resting her cheek on her hand as she gazes at the handsome face of the man, the more she looks, the more attractive he becomes, so much so that she can't be bothered by even a little bit of internal annoyance.

The irritation stems from Zhao Changhe's cultivation path and his current aura, which is too much like Emperor Ye... a male version carved from the same mold.

Of course, he is meant to be the Emperor Ye of the next epoch, and he has already stolen the Four Symbols from him, which seems quite normal. This irritation is purely directed at Ye Wuming, like hating someone extends to those related to them.

Considering it from another perspective, if he can steal the Four Symbols, isn't it also a kind of revenge?

Thinking this way, the annoyance dissipates even further; she should support him wholeheartedly! Indeed, she should go back and help him take care of the White Tiger as well, thoroughly robbing everything that belongs to Emperor Ye!

But Zhao Changhe, right now, what kind of future does he see... this kind of cultivation is too difficult, at least Piaomiao doesn't know how to do it, and can't offer any help.

At this moment, Zhao Changhe sees nothing.

Recalling the dream where he and Piaomiao intertwined in the river, it seemed to occur after dispelling the Heart Demon and during sleep. In that instance, he felt they had already been together, and in the dream, he witnessed her truly voluntary first time... it was likely his subconscious wondering "when will it be truly voluntary," hence glimpsing such a future, the cause and effect were quite clear.

In other words, without a clear line, to want to foresee any future just by randomly calculating is without direction, and cannot be seen.

Zhao Changhe focused his thoughts on the matter of "returning," trying to trace back in the river of time and space, but without any foundation, he truly couldn't see anything. Instead, he felt a bit mentally backlashed, a feeling of excruciating pain.

He gasped as he pulled himself out of the meditation state, Piaomiao was already gently holding him, whispering: "What's wrong? Don't push yourself too hard, cultivation cannot be rushed."

The gentle will of the river and mountains protected him, Zhao Changhe's pain subsided, and he gasped slightly: "Thank you... I must say, the support you provide is much stronger than I imagined, almost omnipotent..."

Piaomiao said, "There's nothing to thank for, you and I... well, this land under heaven belongs to the king, and the rivers and mountains are all to be used."

"...I hear this as every inch of your body belongs to me."

Piaomiao angrily pushed him: "Can you behave properly now?"

Zhao Changhe laughed: "There are many Emperors, who can utilize it all? It requires a husband and wife to achieve this."

Piaomiao said: "There are many couples in the world, how many are truly of one heart?"

Zhao Changhe tilted his head to look at her, Piaomiao's expression was impassive.

"Are you saying my heart is not like yours?"

"I didn't say that, you admitted it yourself."

"Alright, alright." Zhao Changhe hugged her back, whispering: "We still have a long time to prove it."

Piaomiao smiled and didn't respond.

Actually, it had been three days since her spirit left her body, if she didn't return soon, something might go wrong, with her Divine Soul as support, she might become a wandering soul. But when Zhao Changhe said to stay here and comprehend time, she didn't utter a word of opposition, as if the one who might go astray wasn't her.

Zhao Changhe fully understood, seeing her smiling and not answering, he couldn't help but ask: "You... not in a hurry?"

Piaomiao said calmly: "It doesn't matter... I told you all before, my revival was a mistake. Dissipating is also a kind of return, nothing worth insisting on."

Zhao Changhe felt Piaomiao starting to embody a bit of a Sage's state again, as if after stealing the lotus platform, having avenged a portion, her obsession wasn't so strong, gradually returning to her early tranquility.

"Today is not like the past." Zhao Changhe flicked her nose: "The meaning of your existence now is not just hate."

Piaomiao smiled: "Still for you?"

"Yes, is that good?"

"But I see you are not in a hurry either, and have idle thoughts."

"You misunderstood me, I was just resting my mind due to the backlash earlier, briefly pausing." Zhao Changhe smiled: "However, having a sense of backlash, indicates my direction is correct, just lacking a basis for the glimpse, too vague and ethereal for the Divine Soul to bear."

"What basis do you need?"

"You are my basis, it doesn't mean I am not serious."

Piaomiao: "?"

While still confused, Zhao Changhe already kissed her.

Piaomiao angrily pushed him, inside she thought how this man changed after getting what he wanted... not knowing whether to blame him for being thoughtless, or to be happy about his obsession...

But soon she discovered, Zhao Changhe, while kissing, entered meditation again.

Piaomiao: "..."

Previously, because of Yangyang, he obtained Piaomiao, thus glimpsing Piaomiao's willing night... so from this moment with Piaomiao, to glimpse the true first time when she has a body, whether it forms a complete line of cause and effect?

Now there's a basis, following the line.

In a daze, he saw a dark abyss, without light or shadow, quiet and cold.

In the deepest part of the abyss, faintly a lotus platform blooms with Life Breath, the mysterious transformation of heaven and man permeates, throughout the lightless abyss, an air grows like a Creation.

Could this be... the Jiuyou Abyss? Ye Jiuyou's territory?

Is Piaomiao's body to be reshaped here...

Alright... using this point to backtrack, can he see the key nodes on how to come over?

The scene rapidly rewinds, suddenly seeing a sword light bloom in an unknown location, its radiant brilliance occupying all the vision, it's a sharpness that destroys everything, domineering enough to annihilate time and space.

Sword Emperor?

In another position, a blood-colored blade light rises to the sky, furiously slashing the firmament.

Lie.

A pair of delicate hands press the center of the firmament, the four symbols of the night sky suddenly collapse.

Ye Wuming... personally destroyed her Four Symbols.