<h4>Chapter 1584: Chapter 1581: Dual Cultivate with Me Once</h4>


    Yue Qingchen stood frozen in the night sky, like a statue that had lost its soul.


    Her eyes were wide open, and the terror in them surged like a flood, nearly drowning her.


    Every breath became rapid and heavy, as if an invisible pair of giant hands was tightly gripping her throat.


    She tried to find a reasonable exnation in her mind, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’tprehend the scene before her that defied logic.


    At the peak of the Immortal King Realm, she had spent countless years in cultivation, and her power had always been her pride, her reliance in traversing the heavens and the earth.


    But now, everything seemed as fragile as bubbles in front of Xu Wendong in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.


    She recalled the confidence she felt when she swung that sword, the certainty with which she unleashed those nine spiritual power vortices — now these memories were like sharp des, piercing painfully into her heart.


    She began to doubt her own understanding, questioning whether there were rules in this world she was unaware of.


    This fear of the unknown was far more terrifying than facing death.


    Yue Qingchen’s body started to tremble slightly, a shiver emanating from the depths of her soul.


    She looked at Xu Wendong as if looking into a bottomless ck hole, filled with endless mystery and danger.


    She attempted to move her feet, only to find them as heavy as if filled with lead, every ounce of strength seemed to have been drained.


    "You... who are you exactly?" Yue Qingchen finally forced out these words from her dry throat, her voice hoarse and trembling, stripped of her previous dominance and authority.


    Her beautiful eyes filled with confusion, like a child lost in the dark.


    Xu Wendong’s lips lifted slightly, revealing a sardonic smile: "Who am I? Hmph, you aren’t worthy to know. Do you think being an Immortal King is so impressive? In my eyes, you’re just a foolish and arrogant person."


    "I risked my life to save you, yet instead of gratitude, you even dared to attempt to kill me."


    "That’s quite unfair of you!"


    His voice was like a cold wind, blowing through Yue Qingchen’s heart, making her feel a chill to the bone.


    Yue Qingchen bit her lip, a trace of blood seeping from the corner, but she didn’t notice.


    Her pride, her dignity, were shattered to pieces in that moment, her former confidence copsing like a crumbling building.


    She realized that she had encountered an unbeatable existence today, someone whopletely overturned her worldview.


    And against him, she was powerless.


    Snapping back to reality, Yue Qingchen seemed to wake abruptly from a terrible nightmare, her soul like it had drifted in an endless void before finally returning to its ce.


    She bowed her head slightly and let out a sigh, that sigh like a wisp of smoke slowly drifting in the stormy night sky, filled with regret, helplessness, and a deep reverence for the mysterious person before her.


    She slowly lifted her eyes to Xu Wendong, her gaze difficult to describe, as if filled with a myriad of emotions, a hint of guilt flickered in her eyes like a faint glow in the dark.


    Her tone was as sincere as a devoted believer confessing to a deity: "I offer my most sincere apologies for my reckless actions earlier."


    "I hope you can be magnanimous, overlook the transgressions of someone as imprudent as me, and forgive my previous disrespect."


    Upon hearing this, the corners of Xu Wendong’s mouth curled into an intriguing smile, like ripples spreading on a calmke, hinting at endless depth, impossible to fathom.


    His gaze, like a tangible me, hot and intense, roamed over Yue Qingchen, brazenly scrutinizing her every feature.


    Yue Qingchen’s long dress appeared like a burning me, its vibrant color dazzling in the dark night sky like a brilliant bright pearl, drawing all eyes.


    The hem swayed with the wind, every movement resembling an enchanting dance, exuding a seductive charm, like a rose blooming in the dark night, each petal emitting a deadly allure, captivating the soul.


    What fascinated Xu Wendong even more was the aloof aura emanating from Yue Qingchen.


    She was like the millennia-old snow atop a mountain peak, refined by the passage of time, yet still noble and unassable.


    Even amidst the chaos of battle, she maintained an air of solitary grace, like a pure lotus unstained by the mud.


    This aloof aura intertwined with her bewitching appearance, forming a unique and alluring charm, attracting Xu Wendong’s gaze like a ma.


    Upon noticing Xu Wendong’s gaze, Yue Qingchen’s pupils trembled suddenly, a foreboding sense emerging as if she were being watched by a primordial beast, sending a chill down her spine.


    Xu Wendong’s smile grew wider, the curl of his lips akin to a sly crescent moon.


    He looked at Yue Qingchen with a semi-mocking smile, a hint of amusement shing in his eyes, like a hunter sizing up his prey, slowly speaking: "If you truly understand your mistake, then prove it with your actions."


    "Apany me in dual cultivation once. It’s not unreasonable, after all, I did save your life!"


    "Your situation at the time was like a candle flickering in the wind, your soul nearly dispersed into that endless darkness. It was I who, at great personal cost, snatched your life back from the cold, relentless hands of the Grim Reaper."


    "Don’t you think that repaying me in such a way is only fair?"


    His voice was low and maic, each word a heavy hammer strike on Yue Qingchen’s heart, echoing in the silent night sky with an undeniable pressure.


    Hearing Xu Wendong’s words, Yue Qingchen’s delicate frame shuddered, her eyes shing with resolute defiance.


    Though fully aware of her current disadvantage, facing a man whose strength was unfathomable, agreeing to dual cultivation once more would undoubtedly trample her soul and dignity again.


    She pressed her lips tightly, almost drawing blood, a trace of it seeping out, yet she remained unaware.


    In her heart, dual cultivation was an extremely sacred act.


    To share the blending of spiritual powers with one’s beloved partner was to connect at the soul’s deepest level.


    But this man, despite saving her, was also the one who caused her such disgraceful plight; how could she agree to such an unreasonable demand?


    "You... you’re going too far!" Yue Qingchen’s voice carried a slight tremble, but the determination in her tone was as immovable as stone: "I can make amends in other ways, but dual cultivation is absolutely impossible."


    "I am a married woman, my dignity and loyalty forbid me from doing such a thing." Her gaze burned with a fierce me of anger, staring straight at Xu Wendong, showing no sign of backing down.


    Xu Wendong raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a wicked smile: "Do you believe, with just a word, I could make you willingly remove that dress and beg me to take you?"