Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

Chapter 208 131, Divine Emperor, why wait for the right time!

After realizing that the last Inheritance Space before him was the White Tiger Inheritance, Xu Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he had also come to understand the purpose of this space's examination and now knew why this examination had been so direct.

These killing intents were like the trials on the road to ascension. As long as they could endure these killing intents and reach the main tomb chamber smoothly, they would be able to successfully ascend and obtain the Heritage Mark.

But just enduring was not befitting of an emperor's demeanor.

"Fellow Daoist."

While Xu Yuan was pondering, he also spoke softly to Liu Ruoxue, who was struggling to persevere.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Ruoxue's expression tensed, thinking he had been affected by the residual waves, and hurriedly looked over.

Seeing no wounds on Xu Yuan's body, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Have you discovered something?"

"Yes."

Xu Yuan nodded lightly.

"What is it?"

Liu Ruoxue continued to consolidate the Weak Water Three Thousand while asking.

She knew in her heart that Xu Yuan must have noticed something important, or else he wouldn't have spoken out.

"Try to attack actively, but... do it with killing intent, the stronger the better."

Xu Yuan squinted his eyes, looking at the ceaselessly descending sparks in the sky.

The crimson hue of the firelight dyed their foreheads blood-red, as if the whole world was bleeding.

"Killing intent?"

Liu Ruoxue knew he would not speak without aim, but she still couldn't understand how this was related to killing intent.

"There's no one else here, I can't conjure killing intent out of thin air."

Liu Ruoxue raised her delicate jade fingers, trying to gather killing intent from within while channeling Spiritual Power.

But with no specific target, she only felt puzzlement.

The Wind Thunder Tornado, flickering with blue-purple arcs of electricity, seemed to come alive as it expanded, sweeping towards the two from heaven and earth.

Liu Ruoxue pursed her lips, remaining silent.

Her Weak Water Three Thousand was already struggling to cope with the meteor shower, not to mention the opponent's Primordial Spirit killing move; the situation seemed more perilous than hopeful.

Even if she wanted to flee, in such a chaotic realm, she didn't know where to escape to.

However, even in such a moment, her heart harbored no fear of death.

Contrarily, she felt a sense of joy and thrill.

Before death, to be just the two of them was wonderful.

Because it meant that at the end of Xu Yuan's life, it was her by his side, not the other two people.

In a sense, she... had won.

As Liu Ruoxue thought this, Xu Yuan suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.

"Why are you laughing?"

The Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple frowned.

Xu Yuan slowly repressed his laughter: "I've understood."

As these words left his mouth, the two couldn't help but tense up.

"Understood? What have you understood, you understand?"

The Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple felt an unexplained sense of panic and unease, but still forced himself to speak coldly: "You're just bluffing, facing death and still trying to deceive me?"

Xu Yuan did not retort, simply lifting his gaze.

The next moment, Liu Ruoxue suddenly felt a great weight on her back, as if she was not carrying a beloved lover but a towering mountain.

An emperor-like aura emanated from Xu Yuan just from a faint lifting of his gaze, causing the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple's legs to tremble involuntarily.

Scholars have always bowed down before emperors; there is no reason for them to stand.

"A mere scholar, daring to covet the throne of the Divine Emperor?"

Xu Yuan's faint voice seemed like mist that might dissipate in the wind at any moment.