The agony of burning one's soul is not something an ordinary cultivator can endure. Nora Xiu, who believed she had suffered enough in her quest to find Joe Di, was unable to control her actions as her soul ignited.
The moment her soul began to burn, Nora Xiu felt as if her entire being was shattered into countless fragments. The pain, emanating from the very depths of her soul, allowed her only to send out a vague signal of her location—she could not utter another word. She could not tell Joe Di who had harmed her, nor send a warning for him not to come.
At this moment, even if Nora Xiu wished to end her own life, she could not. Deep within, a profound terror gripped her—not of her impending demise, but of her inability to die.
In Nora Xiu's mind, after sending her message to Joe Di, she would immediately end her own life. She would never allow herself to fall into Fubu Wen's hands.
It was not just the deep love she held for Joe Di—even without that love, after becoming his, she would never marry another. According to Huaxia tradition, a woman remains devoted to one man for life. While many may not care for this, Nora Xiu did; she would never allow herself to be touched by another man.
It was precisely for this reason that, unable to end her own life, she felt a deep sense of fear.
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Fubu Wen was in high spirits, certain that Nora Xiu would eventually come around. Any woman would, given the chance to possess such a supreme cultivation technique and become the mistress of Immeasura Palace—only a fool would refuse.
Had she once had a Dao companion? Heh, who among cultivators in the Prime Realm hasn't had a few companions? Those who remain faithful unto death are rare in the vast universe.
At this moment, he was in the guest hall, exchanging pleasantries with sect leaders who had come from afar. Now that Fubu Wen had entered Prime Realm and Immeasura Palace was about to emerge, he knew he could not rely solely on suppression—he needed allies, and only then could he pressure those who refused to obey.
"Sect Master Xuan of Yan Yi Dao has arrived..." came the sound of the herald outside the door.
To Fubu Wen, Xuan was merely a lowly Genesis Realm cultivator—hardly worth a formal welcome. Nonetheless, he put on a broad smile and stepped forward a few paces, preparing to cross the threshold and greet the guest himself.
Although Yan Yi Dao was far inferior to his Immeasura Palace, it was still one of the Five Great Sects of the Dao Domain. Fubu Wen had already calculated how to make use of this connection.
Just as Fubu Wen was about to step out of the guest hall, he suddenly sensed waves of Dao resonance rippling through his own residence. This was...
Fubu Wen’s expression changed instantly. This was unmistakably the resonance of soul-burning Dao music. The only one in his manor capable of igniting her soul was Nora Xiu.
In his plans, Nora Xiu was far more important than this Prime Realm grand ceremony. If her soul burned away or she perished, how could he hope to quickly achieve Dao Fusion perfection?
At this moment, Fubu Wen could hardly spare a thought for Sect Master Xuan. He all but leapt out of the grand guest hall, rushing straight toward his own manor.
Sect Master Xuan of Yan Yi Dao had just stepped onto the platform when he saw Fubu Wen emerge. Xuan immediately broke into a wide grin and even began to offer a formal immortal’s salute, showing his respect for Immeasura Palace and making clear he would never stand above it.
But the next moment, Xuan’s face fell. After bursting out, Fubu Wen didn’t even glance at him—he simply rushed straight for the depths of Immeasura Palace.
Xuan’s face turned ashen. This was a public humiliation—an outright slap in the face. In front of so many sect masters and honored guests, Fubu Wen had ignored his greeting as if it were nothing. If word of this got out, what dignity would Yan Yi Dao have left among the Five Great Sects?