Chapter 213 A Reunion Better Than New Love (1)

[A/N: We are just a few more golden tickets away from reaching another milestone!!]

Inside the Cave Dwelling, light flowed and shimmered, completely isolating it from the clamor of the outside world.

This place was not cold and hard like a typical Cultivator’s residence; instead, it was decorated exquisitely and elegantly, with a faint, cold fragrance lingering in the air, identical to the scent on Ji Siyu.

Bright pearls were embedded in the walls, casting soft light that illuminated the Cave Dwelling like a hazy moonlit night.

However, at this moment, Ji Siyu had no time to concern herself with such things.

After bringing Chen Chuan into this private world that belonged solely to her, she immediately set up layer upon layer of Restrictions, as if she wanted to shield the entire world away.

Only after doing all this did she turn around and gaze once more at Chen Chuan, who was right before her.

In those cold, beautiful eyes, the frost had long since melted away, leaving only a rippling tenderness like water and a trace of lingering fear.

She reached out a slightly trembling jade-like hand and gently caressed Chen Chuan’s cheek. The warm touch from her fingertips was so real, yet it still felt like a dream to her.

"Chen Chuan, is it really you? I’m not dreaming, am I?"

Her voice carried a hint of a sob, fearing that everything before her was just an illusion created by a Heart Demon, which would shatter at a touch.

Looking at the pitifully beautiful woman in his arms, the softest part of Chen Chuan’s heart was deeply touched. A surge of heat rose from the bottom of his heart, instantly sweeping through his entire body.

He no longer hesitated. With a forceful pull of his arms, he swept Ji Siyu up in a horizontal carry.

"Ah!"

Ji Siyu let out a short cry of surprise.

Carrying her, Chen Chuan strode over to the bed covered in soft sable fur and sat down, letting her sit firmly on his lap while still holding her tightly in his arms.

Ji Siyu was startled at first, but then two alluring blushes quickly flew onto her pretty face, spreading all the way to the tips of her ears.

She looked up and gave Chen Chuan a reproachful glance.

But there was no anger in that look; instead, her eyes rippled with light, carrying infinite bashfulness and a seductive air of being ready for the taking.

This display of passion was undoubtedly the most potent stimulant in the world for Chen Chuan.

He could no longer hold back and lowered his head to kiss those red lips, as delicate as rose petals.

Ji Siyu’s body stiffened at first, then completely softened. Not only did she not resist, but she also reached out her lotus-like arms to actively wrap around Chen Chuan’s neck, responding clumsily yet passionately.

The blazing emotions of a long-awaited reunion were like a bursting flood, completely submerging the two of them.

They kissed passionately, forgetting themselves and exchanging breaths, as if they wanted to make up for all the longing and pain during their years of separation through this kiss.

After an unknown amount of time, until Ji Siyu felt like her breath was about to be stolen away and her whole body went soft, she had to gently push against Chen Chuan’s chest to end this long and deep kiss.

She panted slightly, her cheeks flushed and her eyes gleaming like peach blossoms, incomparably beautiful.

She slumped limply in Chen Chuan’s arms, as if even the strength to lift a finger had been drained away.

She gave Chen Chuan a shy glare, which was less of a reproach and more of a coquettish act.

"Bad man! You’re already being naughty the moment you get back."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito’s buzz, carrying the laziness and charm of the aftermath. At the same time, she reached out a slender jade finger and gently poked Chen Chuan’s chest, as if accusing him of his unrestrained actions just now.

Seeing her like this, Chen Chuan loved her even more. He laughed heartily and said righteously:

"How can you blame me for being naughty? If anything, blame my wife for having a figure that’s too perfect and curvaceous. If I remained indifferent to you like this, would I even be a man?"

Hearing this shameless and twisted logic, Ji Siyu let out a shy whimper and buried her burning cheeks deep into his broad chest, not daring to look up again.

However, her heart was sweet, as if it were filled with honey.

After a moment of tenderness, their agitated emotions gradually calmed down.

Holding the warm and fragrant woman in his arms, Chen Chuan gently rubbed his chin against the top of Ji Siyu’s head, which emitted a faint fragrance. His heart was filled with the immense joy of regaining what was lost.

"Si Yu, life has been hard on you," he sighed softly.

Ji Siyu shook her head slightly in his arms, her voice muffled but firm: "It wasn’t hard. As long as I can see you again, all the previous suffering was worth it."

She looked up, her beautiful eyes sparkling with longing for the future: "Chen Chuan, let’s never part again, okay? I want to stay by your side forever, watching the world’s prosperity and the clouds roll by with you until our hair turns white."

"Okay, it’s a promise." Chen Chuan nodded with a smile, his fingers twining around a lock of her black hair. "When everything settles down, we’ll have a few chubby babies. Our daughter will be as beautiful as you, and our son will be as handsome as me."

"Who wants to have babies with you..." Ji Siyu’s ears turned red with shame. Though she spoke reproachfully, a happy smile rippled in her eyes as she began to involuntarily imagine that scene.

For her, her greatest wish was to stay with her beloved for the rest of her life. Whether it be mundane or grand, as long as he was by her side, it would be the greatest joy in the world.

A sweet atmosphere pervaded, but a huge question had always been circling in Ji Siyu’s mind.

She hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "Chen Chuan, back then, I clearly saw you being surrounded and killed by those people, your physical body shattered. I thought you..."

Her voice choked up again; that memory was a pain she never wanted to touch.

Chen Chuan set aside his joking manner, and his gaze became deep.

He gently patted Ji Siyu’s back, comforting her:

"Don’t be afraid, it’s all in the past. I did indeed encounter a death tribulation, but by a stroke of luck, I Cultivated a secret technique called the ’Nirvana Technique’."

"At the final moment, I preserved a sliver of my Origin Divine Soul. After going through many hardships, I was finally able to reshape my physical body and live another life."

"Nirvana Technique?" Hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Ji Siyu’s beautiful eyes.

She was well-read and knew that any method associated with the word ’Nirvana’ was a heaven-defying, profound, and supreme secret technique, often accompanied by immense risks and Opportunities.

After all, she herself Cultivated the Nirvana Scripture.