On the way back, Luo Wuhen walked lightly, feeling the petite, soft hand in her palm.
The corners of her lips lifted unconsciously as she hummed a tune under her breath.
For some reason, Su Qianqian had suddenly become very quiet, very… obedient.
Just now, she even took the initiative to grab Luo Wuhen’s hand.
Luo Wuhen knew that her attentive care would always melt Su Qianqian’s defenses.
But what Luo Wuhen didn’t know was that the silent Su Qianqian was thinking about how to deal her the greatest blow to her heart.
As Su Qianqian walked along, she felt as if she’d forgotten something…
“Wait, where’s Su Lingling?!” Su Qianqian suddenly remembered— wasn’t Luo Wuhen and Su Lingling with her when they came to the bookstore? Where did Su Lingling go?
Though it was virtual, the simulation had her little sister’s appearance and personality. Su Qianqian still couldn’t help but worry.
Just as she started to look for Su Lingling, Su Lingling came running over from who-knows-where, yelling as she ran, “Why did you two leave me behind? I just looked in the shop next door for a moment and you both disappeared!”
Su Lingling stopped beside them, panting, as if she’d really just chased after them.
“Huff… huff… Shall we go back together?”
“No, I’m going to the Imperial Palace with Luo Wuhen. You head home first.”
“Oh, I see. Then I’ll go back! I’ll tell Mom and Dad for you. Sis, you can just go straight there!” Su Lingling waved, then ran off again.
Su Qianqian watched Su Lingling’s retreating back and thought it over.
This “Su Lingling” had just suddenly vanished—probably because she had focused all her attention on Luo Wuhen, and naturally, Luo Wuhen had forgotten about Su Lingling too.
With both “main characters” losing focus on her, Su Lingling even disappeared until Su Qianqian thought of her, and then she reappeared.
Sure enough, this World really revolved around Luo Wuhen and would progress in whatever way was advantageous to her.
Otherwise, the Su Lingling she remembered would never let her go to the palace so easily—grabbing her leg and refusing to let go would be mild in comparison.
“So, shall we go?” Luo Wuhen tilted her head and asked.
Su Qianqian withdrew her gaze from Su Lingling’s back and nodded.
……
This time, Luo Wuhen truly showed plenty of patience, arranging a private room for Su Qianqian and not forcing her to “share a room” again.
Su Qianqian also took this time to perfect her plan.
Outwardly, she appeared to be reading an interesting novel, but inwardly, her mind was full of schemes—overturning and refining them again and again.
That night, she looked once more toward the horizon. The Moon still hung in the sky, looking perfectly ordinary.
The feeling she’d had before did not return—had the World patched that as a loophole?
Su Qianqian sighed. The Moon was undoubtedly a unique symbol in this World.
It was through the Moon that her consciousness had arrived here—it was the first singularity to appear.
But now, Su Qianqian could no longer feel anything special about the Moon.
Moon, Sun, Pure White Space, Lunar Divine… Su Qianqian’s thoughts flowed.
In the immeasurable distance, the body of the Lunar Divine trembled gently; body and spirit once again resonated as one!
In an instant, the Moon in Su Qianqian’s eyes suddenly expanded, turning into a colossal presence that dominated a whole section of the sky!
Her eyes couldn’t turn away from that enormous Moon; her mind was pulled upward, soaring into the sky…
When she came to, Su Qianqian found herself gazing at a scene of swirling chaos. Black and white forces entwined, forming the faint outline of a kingdom!
“Is this… the perspective of the Moon of this World?” Su Qianqian stared in confusion, unable to understand what had just happened.
But this sight before her—is this the World she’d always been in?
Su Qianqian peered carefully at the World from above. This time, she finally saw its true nature!
The entire World was woven from two forces, black and white. The black was the mighty, corrosive Abyssal Force, and the white was likely the Power of Taiyin she had brought in herself.
These two forces had always appeared to be “mortal enemies,” and yet, here they were, fused together to form such a convincing, realistic World?
“As expected, people’s understanding of these two forces is far too shallow…”
At this moment, Su Qianqian felt her Divine Sense greatly expanded, enough to cover most of this false World.
More importantly, she felt as if she could analyze the World itself to some extent!
She didn’t know why this happened or how it worked. It was a mysterious sensation.
By the time she returned to herself, Su Qianqian had been immersed in analyzing the essence of the World for quite some time, and her head was throbbing.
In that haze, her viewpoint returned to where it had been.
She rubbed her temples. Her head still ached. She hadn’t held out much hope, and as expected, she still couldn’t truly escape by taking advantage of this opportunity…
Still, she did gain something from the experience!
Su Qianqian focused, a flash of white light in her eyes.
In her sight, objects that seemed real now revealed their essence—entirely formed from black and white gases.
She reached out, mustering all her strength, and drew a bit of the black and white energy from the wall before her.
Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, and a small stone appeared in her hand!
That strange experience just now had granted her the ability to “shape” within this World, if only at a basic level. However…
“No, no, my head hurts! I’m dying—!” Su Qianqian threw the stone away and clutched her head. It was just too draining!
Her energy had already been running low, but she couldn’t suppress her curiosity and shaped a small stone using the energies.
Su Qianqian felt as if she’d completed an advanced formation diagram in an instant—her head was about to explode!
She slowly got up, swaying unsteadily as she staggered toward the bed. Suddenly, she stumbled and fell to the side.
Yet, Su Qianqian didn’t hit the floor. She landed in a warm embrace…
“Why did you suddenly collapse? Qianqian, are you all right?!”
Luo Wuhen had been secretly watching Su Qianqian all along, and Su Qianqian knew she must be spying.
Although Luo Wuhen wasn’t as impatient as before, her urge to control everything wasn’t so easily dispelled.
From Luo Wuhen’s perspective, Su Qianqian had read until tired, then looked up at the Moon and zoned out, after which she seemed exhausted and rubbed her head.
Suddenly, she broke into a cold sweat, clutched her head, and started swaying, unable to stand steadily!
Su Qianqian, one hand on her head, patted Luo Wuhen’s chest softly with the other. “I’m fine. Carry me to bed. I just need a little sleep.”
Worried but unable to detect any problem, Luo Wuhen did as Su Qianqian asked. She lifted her up and gently placed her on the bed, tucking her in.
Utterly drained, Su Qianqian quickly fell asleep, breathing evenly. Luo Wuhen sat by her side, checking her body and mind over and over.
Aside from the severe exhaustion of her spirit, there didn’t seem to be any other issues—but why did she suddenly become so spent?
She watched Su Qianqian’s sleeping face in concern. She looked peaceful, so it seemed she’d be all right.
Luo Wuhen hesitated. She wanted to crawl into bed with Su Qianqian, but her subconscious warned her that Su Qianqian might dislike that.
In the end, she gave up on the idea. Patience and caution were the keys to victory—haste would only bring disaster.
Still, Luo Wuhen couldn’t resist gently stroking Su Qianqian’s neck and cheek. Smooth, soft, adorable.
Just as Luo Wuhen was about to withdraw her hand in satisfaction, she realized her arm was being hugged tightly!
Su Qianqian clung to her arm with all her strength, and naturally, Luo Wuhen didn’t pull away.
In the end, she ended up half-crouched at the bedside in a rather peculiar position.
But there was no doubt—Luo Wuhen was happy.
……
No one knew how much time had passed. The Sun had already risen quietly, the Moon hidden in some unknown place. Night had faded.
Su Qianqian’s eyelids fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. Her head didn’t hurt as much, but she still felt a bit muddled.
She’d spent too much energy this time—she’d probably be in a daze for a few days.
And as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Luo Wuhen standing beside her in a very odd position.
When she saw Su Qianqian awake, Luo Wuhen was just about to say something caring—when a fist came flying at her face!
It didn’t hurt, but it left Luo Wuhen stunned. Even more baffling, after punching her, Su Qianqian kept hugging Luo Wuhen’s arm, refusing to let go—her state was very strange.
“Qianqian, why did you hit me…” Luo Wuhen asked, aggrieved.
Su Qianqian answered, eyes half-closed, “You’re… too close… I don’t like it.”
Luo Wuhen looked even more wronged. She wriggled the hand that was still held by Su Qianqian and said, “But, my arm is still being hugged by you. I can’t go anywhere…”
Only then did Su Qianqian realize she was still holding onto Luo Wuhen’s arm. But she still didn’t let go. Instead, she hugged it even tighter.
Seeing that Su Qianqian was obviously not quite herself, Luo Wuhen gently reached out with her other hand and touched her cheek. As expected, her finger got bitten.
But after the painless nibble, when she stroked Su Qianqian’s cheek again, Su Qianqian even nuzzled into her hand.
Watching the almost kitten-like, spoiled Su Qianqian, Luo Wuhen’s breathing grew rapid. She’d never seen Su Qianqian so proactive before.
“This… isn’t so bad. If only she could always be like this…” Luo Wuhen thought.
Just then, a force quietly tried to invade Su Qianqian’s mind, to respond to Luo Wuhen’s longing and keep her in this state.
But the moment the force touched Su Qianqian, it dissipated instantly—like fire meeting water…
Which is to say, the “obedient” Su Qianqian’s lips abruptly fell into a scowl, looking angry and bristling.
She suddenly let go of Luo Wuhen’s arm and slapped away the hand stroking her cheek.
Still not satisfied, Su Qianqian lunged and bit hard at Luo Wuhen’s wrist! Even though Luo Wuhen waved her hand lightly, Su Qianqian still refused to let go.
For Luo Wuhen, this kind of biting was nothing—it didn’t hurt at all.
In fact, it made her even more excited to pat Su Qianqian’s head, which only made Su Qianqian bite down even harder…
“What a moody little black cat. But I really do like her—this is just fine.”