Chapter 1058 -845: Why Can’t I Make a Move on You?

“Are you willing to trust?” Ye Jiuyou said ambiguously, but the cold smile on her face finally disappeared.

Zhao Changhe locked his soul, his body still besieged by dark, deadly energy, feeling extremely uncomfortable, his face green and lips white as he endured.

Ye Jiuyou reached out and beckoned him to her side, quietly observing his discomfort for a long time, yet ultimately said nothing, simply placing her hand on him, sensing the death energy tangling with his blood and flesh, slightly changing.

Of course, Zhao Changhe did not boast; he had seriously studied the transformation between death energy and life energy, aided by the Heavenly Book’s Life’s page, truly skilled in this domain. However, being capable is one thing; he had never truly applied it, as the main reason for his study was to understand Ye Jiuyou’s methods, to avoid instant death upon meeting.

Starting from the Blood Demon Undying Body, to dual cultivation with Huangfu Qing on Vermilion Bird’s Life and Death Intent, and then recently helping Piaomiao shape her body, his study of Life Force had become quite proficient, capable even of independently breaking down the “Command” aspect. At this moment, Ye Jiuyou’s death energy entered his body, Zhao Changhe’s body instinctively resisted and reversed, forming a typical conflict and rotation of vitality and death energy, resembling a feeling very akin to Tai Chi.

At the same time, the aura Ye Jiuyou injected also had typical Shadow Power, although she was no longer skilled in wielding this, the skill remained, subconsciously in use.

Then it became evident, this shadow mixed inside Zhao Changhe, seeming to gradually be absorbed as his own, without conflict.

The reason was nothing other than his Night Sky Intent.

Night Sky inherently lacks light; light comes from the stars, belonging to the newcomers. If the stars are all obscured, it becomes a pitch-black curtain of night and primal shadow—as compared to the change between life and death, Zhao Changhe had been utilizing this aspect more frequently—previously often using the Galaxy Sword for sneak attacks, it employed this intent; the Galaxy’s sneak attacks were silent, not inferior to Destruction.

A wisp of darkness entering the night, naturally meaningless, completely like a mud ox entering the sea.

This gloomy intent was not entirely consistent with Ye Jiuyou’s; it belonged to Ye Wuming. Clearly all was night, yet one was lifeless desolation, another hidden with vitality, as if life gradually grew within the darkness.

Ye Jiuyou contemplated with a serious face, Zhao Changhe’s heart too stirred.

From this perspective, Ye Jiuyou indeed seemed more akin to being prior to Ye Wuming, a more original form… When chaos received illumination, night gained stars, and lifelessness acquired vitality, that was the second stage.

The two were not opposed, but a process of evolution and transformation.

Ye Jiuyou really might be the elder sister… not the once assumed malicious thought detached from Ye Wuming; certainly not.

Ye Jiuyou withdrew her hand, gazing at a cluster of black energy in her palm, pondering deeply.

Although not directly mastering the darkness again, it must be admitted it provided substantial inspiration. If she continued down this path, re-commanding it in the future would no longer adhere to its original concept.

During the study, she continued injecting dark power and death energy throughout the process, Zhao Changhe sweating profusely, extremely uncomfortable, yet remained silent. At this juncture, drawing the powers away, Zhao Changhe’s complexion appeared deathly pale, like a corpse.

Ye Jiuyou gradually retracted the black energy into her body, then raised her gaze to Zhao Changhe again, suddenly saying, “Actually, this pale look suits you better than usual.”

Zhao Changhe smiling wryly: “Your aesthetics… Should I say you have a necrophilia?”

Ye Jiuyou: “…”

Zhao Changhe blinked: “Or rather, you hope I become as pale as you, thinking we then match better?”

Previously, Zhao Changhe rarely teased her, if at all, occasionally with malice; this remark seemed his first genuine, voluntary teasing. Ye Jiuyou glanced at him anew: “Voluntarily becoming the experiment subject, yet now showing unwillingness with face-saving verbal retaliation, isn’t it childish?”

Zhao Changhe replied: “Who knows who’s childish. Your study doesn’t necessitate continuous injection, yet you purposely torture me, delighting internally at my discomfort with a green face and white lips?” 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Ye Jiuyou coolly: “For a fool voluntarily placing their life and death in others’ hands, I’m merely warning him of any consequences. I don’t kill you, nor control you, can’t I at least torment you?”

Zhao Changhe responded: “My debt to you is repaid, the thought is fulfilled, this should suffice. If you continue tormenting me, it becomes your debt to me; what’s strange about my verbal retaliation… Aren’t you afraid I’ll bear grudges and retaliate against you later?”

Ye Jiuyou smiled faintly: “Now I’m weaker than before; if you gather those women of yours to deal with me, I might be a bit fearful. But not only did you do nothing, but you also voluntarily came to strengthen me. Once my achievement is complete, I won’t even fear Ye Wuming; how could you retaliate then?”

Zhao Changhe didn’t answer, instead asked: “May I ask, knowing I’m aiding you, why do you deliberately torment me?”

Ye Jiuyou coolly: “I’ve always been an evil person; killing and corpse abuse are mere routine; tormenting people is strange?”

Zhao Changhe said: “Isn’t it deliberate provocation, wanting distant relations later?”

Such a narcissistic statement, Ye Jiuyou surprisingly didn’t mock but fell silent.

The torment was indeed intentional… But not to distance their relations, instead because Ye Jiuyou found herself confused and unresolved as to why you’re helping me.

In theory, we’re still adversaries, representing opposing ideologies, even reality Guanglong has been troubling your Great Han, no close relationship worth gambling help.