Intimate Encounters

Suddenly, a deafening roar reverberated through the Spirit Realm Forest, causing the entire area to tremble.

No one could explain why the sacred beasts in the forest had suddenly become so agitated.

The usually serene Immortal Mountain began to release cascading rocks.

Helian Weiwei instinctively tried to stand up, but before she could move, he was already one step ahead, pulling her to the side with a flash of anger flickering in his eyes.

The beast cries grew louder and louder, as if the creatures were fleeing en masse.

As Helian Weiwei watched the large stones rolling past them, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, realizing the danger. She understood that he had rushed over earlier because he sensed the imminent threat. She had wrongly assumed that the Third Prince wouldn't bend...

"Hmm," Baili Jia Jue lowered his gaze, looking down at her. His voice remained devoid of emotion, indifferent. There was no hint of any underlying emotions.

Helian Weiwei noticed that her fingertips were now in his hand.

His fingers interlocked with hers, creating a unique sensation.

As she looked at the face so close to hers, Helian Weiwei felt the urge to shake off his hand.

Rumble...

The earth trembled once more, causing the rolling stones to slide. In order to dodge them, Helian Weiwei was forced to lean forward, inadvertently pressing her nose against Baili Jia Jue's chest.

The faint scent of sandalwood on his body permeated her senses, matching the occasional breaths in the forest. In the stillness, it was impossible to ignore.

Helian Weiwei expected him to push her away, considering the Third Prince's peculiar preferences.

To her surprise, he embraced her, his strong arms tightening around her waist. His forehead rested against her bangs, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes scanned her disheveled neck, carrying a hint of heaviness.

The once empty surroundings suddenly felt crowded, with his breath enveloping her, as if she were being embraced by him. The closeness between them allowed no room for escape, and every movement caused the scent of sandalwood on Baili Jia Jue's body to follow, leaving Helian Weiwei with nowhere to hide.

The indifferent gaze behind his silver mask held something more, something deeper, like an ancient well that threatened to pull her in.

Helian Weiwei could clearly see a faint smirk at the corner of his mouth, his seductive lips carrying an irresistible allure.

Once the danger had passed, the first thing Helian Weiwei did, in order to avoid any misunderstandings, was to quickly stand up and assess the situation around them. "It seems to have subsided," she said.

Baili Jia Jue observed her actions, eager to escape his proximity, and a coldness crept back into his eyes. "Remember to wipe the corners of your mouth clean when we eat later," he said.

"Huh?" Helian Weiwei touched her lips, her eyebrows raised slightly. The Third Prince had swiftly changed the topic.

No wonder he had been staring at her earlier.

It turned out her face wasn't clean.

Well, that was understandable.

Helian Weiwei was aware of a few hygienic conditions where people compulsively fixate on dirt. They couldn't help but focus on unclean things, and she seemed to be one of them.

However, she didn't expect the Third Prince's condition to be so severe that he would even pay attention to the corners of her mouth. His dedication was truly remarkable.

Nevertheless, the recent strange beast cry bothered her.

What could have happened in the Spirit Realm Forest to cause such a mass frenzy among the divine beasts?

Helian Weiwei took a torch, leaped onto a tree, stood on a branch, and looked at the densely packed beasts below. Although there were hundreds of them, they were all fleeing in the opposite direction.

This made Helian Weiwei abandon her idea of taming one.

In the depths of the forest, within a mysterious space, the Fire Qilin toyed with the corner of its lip mischievously. "It's quite rare for the master to cooperate so well."

"Oh?" Baili Jia Jue dusted off the fine dust on his clothes, his tone light. "Why is it rare?"

The Fire Qilin rubbed its chin and replied, "I recall the last time, the woman who clung to the master ended up being thrown out of the palace. But this time, the master didn't resist."

"Because the main hall suddenly felt..." Baili Jia Jue paused, a devilish coldness staining his smile. "The feeling of having a new prey surrender in your arms isn't bad."

The Fire Qilin stared at the smile, a chill running down its back.

It remembered how the master had treated it in the beginning.

Feeding it vegetable leaves for thirty-six days!

Damn it, as the King of all beasts, the Fire Qilin had been subjected to such treatment.

It wondered how the master would "raise" the woman from before in the future.

Not eating or sleeping, just clinging to people...

Contemplating that possibility, the Fire Qilin couldn't help but twitch the corners of its mouth. It truly wished to remind the master that, despite the woman's dark complexion, she was a human being, not a pet!

Meanwhile, Helian Weiwei stood on the branches, gazing at the magnificent scenery before her, her eyes filled with playfulness. "Xiaobai, you're also a divine beast. Why aren't you running when they are?"

The white cat lounged on her shoulder, several lines of exasperation etched on its forehead. "They're not running."

"Then what are they doing?" Helian Weiwei pointed to the group of densely packed beasts below, curious.

The white cat's tone grew grave. "They're excited, celebrating in a way unique to mythical beasts. There must be an extraordinary presence in the Spirit Realm Forest. However, it's been severely injured and is unaware of their presence."

The white cat lowered its eyes thoughtfully, its silver-gray pupils gleaming with depth.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, the descendants of the Bai Ze clan were searching for the white cat. The old king had even surrounded the entire Taibai Academy with divine beasts, convinced that the students there had injured his beloved royal son.

Tu Sufeng was absent, and Jing Wu Hopeless had never dealt with such a situation before. Sweat began to bead on his forehead.

The Third Prince's whereabouts were unknown, and Sun Gonggong was growing anxious.

However, when the fire crisis occurred in the Spirit Realm Forest, Helian Weiwei, oblivious to the chaos, looked up at the night sky and whistled.

Baili Jia Jue glanced at her, his voice indifferent. "If you're bored, come and play chess with His Highness."