After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 215 - If You Dare to Marry, I Dare to Wed!

A few days later, in the morning.

In a private chamber within the northern frontier city, the silver-haired maiden sat at her dressing table, examining her cultivation in the mirror.

Over this period, An Luo Yi had fully immersed herself in closed-door cultivation, mastering everything about the Nascent Soul stage.

From sword techniques to celestial bones, and finally the potential of her Ice Spirit Veins...

During this time,

An Luo Yi achieved two major breakthroughs.

First, she discovered that if she developed her Ice Spirit Veins to the level of Divine Transformation, they would possess a “time-freezing” ability!

By instantly activating her ice veins, she could lower the surrounding temperature to its extreme, freezing both enemies and their attacks in place. For An Luo Yi, who was immune to freezing, it was akin to “stopping time”!

Incorporating this feature into her sword techniques would be unprecedented—turning enemies into sitting ducks...

However, there were obvious drawbacks.

It required immense energy to activate and lasted only briefly. With her current cultivation, An Luo Yi could only maintain “time freeze” for about a second.

The second breakthrough involved

An Luo Yi dabbling in an ancient technique bestowed by the Empress. Even with minimal practice, she felt a transformation—her celestial bones and spirit veins seemed elevated, as if every organ had been sublimated.

This wasn’t just a boost in cultivation—it was almost like an evolution, enhancing all aspects...

Such breakthroughs brought both immense benefits and a sense of fear and unease.

Previously, An Luo Yi wouldn’t have doubted.

But after recent events, her trust in Dragon Dynasty had waned. She worried this might be another trap set by the Empress.

Yet An Luo Yi still practiced it.

It felt like destiny—this technique was her Pandora’s box. The more she craved strength, the harder it was to resist its allure.

Cultivators don’t refuse power.

“Just a little practice shouldn’t hurt.”

“I’ll ask Fairy Shi about this technique’s origins when I have time.”

With a sigh, An Luo Yi set aside her thoughts.

Her main concern was still He Ange; she’d deal with the Empress later.

Outside the city, a streak of white light soared across the sky, landing on a rooftop—

“Lady Luo Yi!”

“There’s news about Holy Son He Yuan from the eastern front!”

A young girl in silk knelt at the door, her voice brimming with excitement.

Inside the chamber, a silver-haired maiden sat at her dressing table. After practicing the ancient technique from the Empress, An Luo Yi’s already flawless skin glowed with radiance. Her noble features exuded a golden aura—divine protection befitting a Destined Heroine!

Hearing “He Yuan,” An Luo Yi’s previously indifferent eyes sharpened with focus.

She applied a touch of rouge to her lips and pressed them together gently.

Beside her, an attendant draped a golden dragon robe over her shoulders. With the rouge accentuating her lips, An Luo Yi’s beauty reached new heights—unparalleled and captivating...

“Where is Holy Son He Yuan?”

Her tone was calm, betraying no emotion.

But in the mirror, her deep blue eyes burned with anticipation. Beneath her dress, her hands clenched tightly with excitement.

Now at her peak cultivation,

An Luo Yi brimmed with confidence!

“According to patrolling cultivators on the northeastern border, a white-robed youth resembling Holy Son He Yuan was seen returning from the Eastern Demon Territory this morning!”

“Lady Luo Yi!”

“If that’s him, he still has a long way to go before reaching the northern secret realm!”

“If we act now and intercept him, we might catch him red-handed!”

The young girl spoke earnestly.

Setting aside intelligence rewards,

She herself admired Holy Son He Yuan’s looks—a fangirl of sorts—eager for An Luo Yi to lead them to meet their idol.

“Let’s catch him now!”

Without hesitation,

An Luo Yi slammed the table and summoned her sword.

But as she turned to leave,

A fleeting glimpse in the mirror revealed a moon-white robed figure embroidered with mountains and rivers standing behind her!

An Luo Yi thought she was seeing things—but upon closer inspection—she felt breathless—for that white-robed youth truly stood behind her!

Tap.

He Ange placed a hand on the silver-haired maiden’s shoulder—leaning over her at the dressing table—and raised his other hand—gently caressing her ethereal face in the mirror.

During this time,

An Luo Yi seemed frozen—staring at the white-robed youth leaning against her—feeling his touch and presence—unable to react for a long time.

She dared not move—fearing it was all an illusion.

At that moment,

She even forgot who stood behind her.

After a while,

He Ange finished caressing her face—looking up at the mirror—pinching her flushed cheek with a playful smile:

“Why so eager to find me?”

“Lady Luo Yi—you must like me.”

He teased.

But before An Luo Yi could respond,

The attendant who’d been standing behind her collapsed to the floor—her face pale as if witnessing something terrifying—her voice trembling with fear.

“Ah... ah...”

“Holy... Holy Son He Yuan??!”

The young girl was merely at Core Formation stage—never having encountered such a powerful figure up close—but today—she was utterly convinced.

That white-robed Holy Son stood before her without any killing intent—but his abyssal aura alone made her legs tremble uncontrollably!

Moreover,

What shocked her most was that He Yuan dared touch Lady An Luo Yi’s face! And he did so for quite some time without resistance!

This scene left her speechless with shock.

Though she often fantasized about domineering villains—seeing it unfold left her breathless with awe.

How bold was Holy Son He Yuan?!

To touch Lady An Luo Yi’s face without permission!

That maiden was a Destined Heroine!

Capable of fighting Blood Moon Witch to a draw—a proud figure beyond reproach...

Yet He Yuan dared take advantage?

Perhaps Lady An Luo Yi was too stunned by his sudden appearance to react?

But one couldn’t deny—

He Yuan was indeed handsome—even making it seem like Lady An Luo Yi was being favored!

Analyzing quietly—the young girl stole glances at his face—daring not make another sound.

Meanwhile,

The youth in moon-white robes turned back—gazing at the trembling attendant—as if pondering something.

Meeting his gaze—the young girl instinctively feigned unconsciousness—

Having been noticed by Holy Son He Yuan—how could she continue watching?

Such a formidable villain could kill her with ease!

Feign death—quickly feign death...

She prayed silently—hoping he wouldn’t mind a mere attendant—

He Ange chuckled inwardly—finding her amusing—

But when he turned back from observing her—

He noticed that in the mirror—the silver-haired maiden had already reversed grip on a silver-white sword embroidered with phoenixes—and held it against his neck—

Sharp!

The blade pressed against his throat—

An Luo Yi showed no mercy—

Her true energy surged within—ready for battle—

“As expected of Lady An Luo Yi—I didn’t even notice when you drew your sword.”

He Ange shrugged helplessly—not daring pinch her cheek again—

An Luo Yi stared at his handsome reflection in the mirror—

Her eyes ablaze—but cautious not provoke him further:

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While questioning—

Her other hand gripped his wrist tightly—as if fearing he’d escape again—

He Ange couldn’t help but laugh:

“I heard rumors of an unparalleled Dragon Dynasty maiden in these parts—and wanted see if Lady An Luo Yi truly lived up to them.”

“Now that I’ve seen you—you surpass expectations! Just one look—and countless beautiful memories flood my mind.”

His sincere praise brought a blush to the silver-haired maiden’s cold face—

Her grip on the sword wavered slightly—but she frowned slightly—biting her lip:

“Don’t think flattery will distract me!”

Seeing such an adorable expression—

He Ange couldn’t resist teasing further—

Taking advantage of her blush—

He playfully pinched her soft cheek again—

His voice carried warmth and affection:

“To be honest—from first sight—I imagined what our future child’s name should be...”

“Do you think we were lovers in past lives?”

“Otherwise why would we be so destined? Why would I fall for you instantly—and fantasize about making you my wife?”

Sweet words flowed into An Luo Yi’s mind—

Thinking about marrying him and having children made her heart race—breath quicken—even igniting warmth from deep within—

In that moment—the mirror reflected an embarrassed yet beautiful silver-haired maiden who could listen no longer—

Biting her lip against endless teasing from behind—

She loved yet hated him!

Taking deep breaths—

She gritted teeth through humiliation—speaking coldly:

“You rogue!”

“If you’re serious about marrying me—stay today!”

“If you dare marry—I dare wed!!!”

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