Night Without End

Chapter 1394 - 586: Qin... A Thousand Autumns

The lark chirped, and the mountain was ablaze with red forests.

"The lady of the village?" Tang Yushang was in a daze.

She really wanted to clarify that this was not from her true heart; it was an out-of-control manifestation in the Wild Immortal Realm, and she couldn’t help but speak those words.

Tang Yushang hurriedly summoned great resolve and immense willpower, temporarily regaining calmness to let her mind become clear.

At this moment, she deeply understood what it meant for the mouth to think ahead of the brain and the hands to act before the mind.

She spoke without restraint; what exactly did she say?

The most frightening part was that she actually went down the mountain herself and charmingly captured Qin Ming back.

She could already imagine, even if she leaves the Wild Immortal Realm, this dark history is destined to be indelible, firmly binding itself to her.

This shame lasted only a moment before being interrupted by "casting a spell".

Because, so-called consciousness awakening and returning to calmness was nothing but a brief reflection amid the usual fiery passion.

On the mountain, streams meandered, Fire Spring babbled, and all trees were adorned with leaves like sunset hues; the scenery had an unreal aesthetic beauty.

In the woodland, there was a rough palace made of piled boulders, where a few female Zhili Ape Demons were preparing food.

Tang Yushang sat high on a stone chair, ordering Qin Ming, "Go, wash clean my king’s battle clothing."

"Aren’t there others?" Qin Ming pointed to the Zhili Ape Demon Clan.

Tang Yushang glanced sideways and said, "What use is it to seize you back?"

Qin Ming was struck silent, as she truly treated him like a "maid"; was this the suppressed psychological activity of Da Tang’s past, now manifesting in reality?

"And what else?" Qin Ming asked nonchalantly, wanting to see how far Tang Yushang could let loose.

Tang Yushang rose gracefully, with a queen-like demeanor, her delicate brows slightly raised, her white chin lifted, saying, "Come over here, stand properly."

Qin Ming approached, asking, "What next?"

Tang Yushang’s eyes were captivating, her breath fragrant as orchids, saying, "Turn around."

Qin Ming was surprised but then complied.

Tang Yushang’s vivid red lips curled slightly, her gaze intense, first moving her supple willowy waist, then suddenly swinging her long legs forward to kick!

Of course, Qin Ming couldn’t let her kick him, swiftly turning around and then grabbing her white ankle, flicking his hand to throw her back onto the central stone chair.

He hadn’t expected that her obsession with kicking him had penetrated deep into her bones, becoming a primitive impulse buried in her heart.

"Just a little bit short!" Tang Yushang was unwilling to relent.

Qin Ming knew he couldn’t allow her to continue expressing herself like this, while also realizing that delving into human nature was a dangerous zone that could lead to "accidents".

Golden silk, like rain, interwove densely, as Qin Ming pierced Tang Yushang with one hundred and eight needles, all silken threads sinking into her Spiritual Field, cleansing it.

In an instant, Tang Yushang stood there motionless like a clay sculpture or wooden statue.

She fell into self-doubt, Who am I? Where am I? What have I done? What will I do next?

She slowly lowered her head, looking at her beast skin skirt, recalling her ritualistic battle dance, and... her experience of forcefully capturing Qin Ming up the mountain.

She let out a sharp cry, rushing to the clear spring, intending to wash her face with cold water, and instantly saw her state: primitive tribal style, with a multicolored bird feather stuck amidst her hair, at this time showcasing wild beauty, blushing in embarrassment and indignation, her gaze alluringly smoky.

"My king!" Qin Ming called softly from behind.

With a splash, upon hearing this, Tang Yushang dove headfirst into the sweet spring pool, wanting to calm down, reflect on her words and actions; she practically didn’t want to live.

Qin Ming chuckled, "Does my king need me to assist with your bath?"

"You... get lost!" Tang Yushang blew bubbles underwater, burying her head in the depths of the spring, unwilling to come out.

Qin Ming sat on her treasure chair, laughing, "What’s the matter, we’ve experienced life and death together; it’s not like you’re outsourcing, stop dallying and come out, let’s talk about how to escape."

Tang Yushang covered her face with a corner of her beast skin skirt, even so, her pretty face was burning, scorching hot, feeling even more embarrassed than the last time she’d publicly uttered "meow".

Despite feeling about to burst from the shame, she mustered the courage, coming out drenched, as escaping was more important than anything now.

She didn’t want to forever root herself in the Wild Immortal Realm, becoming a wild Tang Yushang.

"My king, please take a seat."

"Qin Ming, that’s enough!"

"Haha..."

The two began a secret conversation, exchanged for a long time, and then Qin Ming descended the mountain briskly, with a large curve to his mouth, unable to hold back his smile.

Regarding Pei Shuyan and Cheng Cheng, Qin Ming didn’t approach, only observed from a distance, not wishing to engage frequently; what if the two brothers also started shouting and rushing down the mountain, he was genuinely afraid of prematurely exposing plans.

According to Qin Ming’s observation, Mr. Pei’s nature was no longer cold, seemingly letting go of himself; a group of Zhili Ape Demons served him, there were also feathered birdmen attending to his daily needs.

He seemed like he had been promoted from Mr. Pei to Lord Pei, even built a stone fortress on the mountain.

Is Old Pei truly intending to do as mentioned in his letter, open a new page of the family tree, thereby flourishing in the Otherworld?

Currently, Cheng Cheng’s condition wasn’t much better.

During the whole winter, he had been sluggish, immersed in the sorrow of Zhao Qingcheng’s passing.

But presently, Qin Ming found him entirely purged of sadness, almost entirely native now.

Before Shallow Night, Qin Ming acted on time!

Upon serious investigation, he discovered that the Wild Giant Elephant had indeed fallen asleep.

"Quick, let’s go!" He patted the elephant, then grabbed the cat, leading this sibling duo away, rushing quickly towards Pei Shuyan’s location.