How could I possibly tell Zhao Changhe?

As a result, I found it impossible to figure out. No matter how I handled it, as soon as Cui Yuanyang's feelings became intense, I would undoubtedly feel it too.

This must be the influence of Cui Yuanyang's blood and flesh… Then conversely, can Cui Yuanyang share in my feelings?

Probably could, Cui Yuanyang gave me her blood and flesh, and I gave her petals… it's still a situation where we are intertwined.

It was fine just now when it was just applying medicine and body refining, but starting dual cultivation now is even more life-threatening, as if every strike from Zhao Changhe is piercing through me.

I initially thought that having a separate body would avoid the awkward situation, but I didn't expect to be unable to escape this cause and effect... Separating still means being the same as before; doing one person equates to doing two.

Piaomiao, ashamed and infuriated, wanted to die, wishing she had never used this body; now the time they spend in dual cultivation is simply a form of torture.

Unsure how much time had passed, with Cui Yuanyang's high-pitched voice shattering the Netherworld, Piaomiao's voice almost sounded at the same time.

Zhao Changhe: "?"

He turned his head in surprise to see Cui Yuanyang with her eyes turned up, already sleeping. On the other side, Piaomiao seemed unable to sit steadily and slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.

"What is going on here?"

Zhao Changhe scratched his head, first checking on Cui Yuanyang. Yangyang was not asleep from doing that but was transforming, and it looked like upon waking, she could push the Imperial Realm First Layer to the Late Stage… perhaps hers is the most inexplicable creation of all times, even without understanding her realm, she's already outclassed many cultivators in the Imperial Realm. It's her unique creation.

Seeing she was fine, Zhao Changhe was relieved, turned his head to glance at Piaomiao, wondering what this situation was?

Seeing Piaomiao leaning awkwardly against the lotus seat, she looked as if she was the one who had just finished giving birth. Approaching to take a closer look, he could see a slight sheen of fragrant sweat on her body, making the lotus seat beneath her wet.

The gaze looking up at him was filled with a mixture of shame, fury, and dissatisfaction — fiercely intense.

"You…" Zhao Changhe was dumbstruck: "What happened?"

Piaomiao, struggling to prop herself up, fiercely grabbed his collar: "Are you proud of yourself?"

"I don't even understand what happened, how could I be proud… uh wait a minute." Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered the sensation-sharing poison Sisi had once placed, which allowed Sisi to experience and bear a tenth of his pain when he was injured. Given the current situation, was Piaomiao completely sharing in Yangyang's feelings?

Seeing his expression, Piaomiao gritted her teeth: "Understood? What kind of misfortune have I created, struggling so hard to become independent, and it's still like this..."

Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to sympathize or laugh; what came out of his mouth was this: "It seems your body indeed has more endurance than Yangyang's; she's unconscious, yet you can still complain."

Piaomiao, overwhelmed with shame and fury, really wanted to kick him to death: "I asked you to refine Yangyang's body, and is this how you do it? Of all places and times, you two actually have the mood for this!"

Zhao Changhe replied: "Isn't it just fine? Jiuyou wants to imprison us, so they can't blame us for causing chaos in their core stronghold."

Piaomiao, both amused and angry: "What kind of skill is it to mess with us? If you have the guts, go mess with Jiuyou!"

Though she said that, her heart did flutter slightly. Ye Jiuyou had trapped her and Zhao Changhe together earlier; although she ought to be thankful, she knew well that Ye Jiuyou didn't have any good intentions.

It was easy to judge that Ye Jiuyou intended that once she, Piaomiao, was entangled with Zhao Changhe, then any plans Night Wuming had of using Zhao Changhe to kill Ancient Demons would be halted at Piaomiao's step. Anything that could annoy Night Wuming was something Ye Jiuyou was very pleased with; as for Piaomiao's purity and willingness, those were never considered by Ye Jiuyou.

So, as Piaomiao had previously said, the score with Ye Jiuyou would be settled later.

Of course, what Zhao Changhe described about causing trouble here has no revenge meaning... Jiuyou's nature is too unique; in places she exists, there are no emblematic palaces or beds, no pursuit of pleasure, grandeur, nor any supreme Divine Hall; only deathly stillness and distortion. She wouldn't care about disruptions in her domain; maybe you causing chaos fits her way, making her giggle instead.

The true revenge would be bringing light and order to this place, which would genuinely disgust Ye Jiuyou to her core.

"I want to piss off Ye Jiuyou." Piaomiao sat upright, speaking with enthusiasm: "Will you help me?"

"Help, of course, I'll help. What do you want to do?"

Piaomiao patted the base of the lotus platform: "This thing can actually be cultivated again into a lotus... or it can become a delightful lotus pond, with green leaves, fresh flowers, and the sounds of insects and cicadas, everything one could want. But it can't be done in this place, for this land distorts the order we know. Once we manage to create this lotus pond, it would be similar to your planting the Great Han Dragon Flag on Langjuxu Mountain; almost the same nature. Ye Jiuyou wants to trap us here, we should at least leave some mark of 'we were here' for her."

Zhao Changhe was intrigued: "Makes sense! How can we do it?"

"You can use the Time Path to accelerate the flowering period, leave the rest to me. I will use the geography of mountains and rivers to open up royal land, so-called assimilation and taming, making this place conform to my rules, which is something even Ye Wuming cannot accomplish."

No sooner said than done, Piaomiao floated up, hovering in the void, and formed a strange Dharma seal with both hands.

Zhao Changhe pressed his hand on the lotus platform and began catalyzing.

Cui Yuanyang drowsily woke up and rubbed her eyes.

She didn't know how long she had slept... Initially, she couldn't see anything without Zhao Changhe's help. At this moment, inexplicably, she could see a faint gleam. In front of her, a pool of water appeared, and many lotuses were flourishing. A gentle breeze rippled the water, bringing waves of floral fragrance. She could even hear the sounds of insects crawling, extremely faint, but truly existent.

No longer was it the maddening darkness and deathly silence, but the flavor of life began to emerge.

Is this still the Jiuyou Abyss?

Although it's a beautiful lotus pond, to put it crudely, doesn't this amount to defecating in Ye Jiuyou's territory?

Looking around, Zhao Changhe and Piaomiao seemed a bit weak, unsure how much strength they had expended on this feat. Yet, they were smiling brightly, clapping their hands: "Mission accomplished!"

Seeing Cui Yuanyang awake, Zhao Changhe picked her up and fled swiftly: "Run, if Jiuyou discovers this, it will be deadly..."

With a "whoosh," the family of three vanished without a trace.

In fact, at this moment, Ye Jiuyou hadn't noticed as she was engrossed in her own affairs... Zhao Changhe didn't realize that this impulsive act of revenge would have such a significant impact in the future.

The family of three ran aimlessly in confusion for a while. Seeing that no one pursued them, Zhao Changhe stopped, laughed while panting: "It seems Ye Jiuyou is indeed occupied with her own matters."

Piaomiao was in high spirits: "I have no assurance of escaping quickly from here, but you mentioned before that you have an idea. What is it?"

This was such a good mood that even temporarily being unable to leave didn't matter.

"No matter how twisted or chaotic it is, it's all just changes in time and space. You can't see or perceive, so you don't know what to do, but I can perceive it." Zhao Changhe reached out to press the void ahead, whispering: "And we have a very clear landmark. As long as we find it, we can find the way out."

"What landmark?"

"A fragment of the Soul Capturing Mirror, previously treated by Ye Jiuyou as the True Illusion Mirror and stored here. Once we find it, we can trace back to its mother stone wall. This is Ying Wu's routine for searching space, applying it practically, how hard could it be to get out?"

Piaomiao's heart was stirred.

No wonder Zhao Changhe had said earlier that he might reunite with his wives during the battle of the White Tiger.

He had previously judged that Snow Eagle Bodhisattva was related to the White Tiger and had deliberately let the Bodhisattva go... and this exit path was through the Heavenly Demon Illusion Realm. From beginning to end, he had a very clear plan.

Zhao Changhe closed his eyes to perceive for a moment, quickly smiling: "As expected, I was right. The place in the abyss core where Jiuyou placed the 'True Illusion Mirror' is very near the place we manifested our bodies, not hard to find at all."

Cui Yuanyang interjected: "That might just be Sister Jiuyou's boudoir, then."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Indeed... She may have some secrets, which we might get to see this time."

The sisters exchanged a glance, both feeling like Ye Jiuyou had let a monkey in to wreak havoc in her Heavenly Palace. She, thinking she was confining people, had absolutely not anticipated how much mischief they would cause on her turf.