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Those lips were more luscious than usual as the water dripped down to her lips, giving it a sheen, like a beautiful rose in full bloom. Zhangsun Wuji smiled as he bit her lips gently, savoring the unique scent that belonged to her. Taking the chance as she remained unconscious, it wouldn't trigger her ”emotion lock.”

'Might as well take it further,' he thought, as he pried apart her teeth, opening a whole new world of underwater treasure. His tongue was now like an agile fish that swam gracefully and happily in that sea of sweet scent, exploring every nook and crevice of this underwater treasure.

'You worrisome little…'

Hiding this amused tone in his heart, he pulled the lady under him closer, leaning in for a slow yet affection kiss; a kiss that was so passionate, so focused. He deepened his kiss, greedily devouring her taste till he felt the breath of the person beneath him hastened and the flow of her inner energy slowing down; only then did he reluctantly tore himself away from her. His unwillingness made him turn to her earlobe, teasing it with his fingers lightly before gently biting down on that small, soft and smooth earlobes.

The lady beneath him trembled as a low, rumbly laugh escaped from his throat. They had now been in the water long enough and couldn't afford to stay underwater any longer. And so, he wrapped his hands around her and swam towards the air, rushing out of the surface of the water.

With a splash, the two pierced through the calm water surface. At the same time, Meng Fuyao regained consciousness. The first thing she saw after opening her eyes was water surrounding her, and then, she noticed that she was in Zhangsun Wuji arms.

”Why is it you…” she asked with widened eyes, surprised.

Zhangsun Wuji raised his eyebrows. ”Who is it if it isn't me?”

The corners of her mouth twitched. Who else could she say? Zhan Beiye? That's… a misunderstanding.

'But where's that unfortunate Emperor Zhan?' The last memory of Zhan Beiye she had before losing consciousness was that flash and Zhan Beiye replacing her… and then… and then it became Zhangsun Wuji.

'Why does he always appear at the right time?'

Why did her lips feel a little numb and her earlobes ache a little?

Why did she have the feeling that other people would always suffer from the unlucky events, while he would always end up benefiting from them?

Meng Fuyao touched her lips and glared suspiciously at Zhangsun Wuji. Noticing that his face was a little pale, she asked him, concerned, ”You alright? Why do you look so malnourished?”

Zhangsun Wuji laughed. ”Maybe because I saved too many people,” he said as he pointed up his fingers one by one in a matter of fact way. ”One, two, three…”

”Where did three come from?” mumbled Meng Fuyao. A sudden realization came over her as she exclaimed, ”You saved Zhu Zhu too?”

He nodded. ”I had actually left Zhuling Mountain but coincidentally noticed the starlight in the sky. When I rushed back, the formation had already been activated. When I tried to break into the formation from along the river, I saw Ya Lanzhu hanging on a cliff—on an eagle's nest in fact. A young eagle that couldn't fly was almost dragged down by her, and the adult eagle was about to peck out her eyes. Ya Lanzhu could only let go and jump down, and I had to save her first.”

Meng Fuyao remembered seeing something on Zhu Zhu's head while she was in the formation. 'So that was it what it was. This child is certainly courageous, jumping off like this. Thankfully Zhangsun Wuji was there to save her, otherwise, if she were to lose consciousness due to impact upon hitting the water, she'll be over in two minutes.'

”And then I caught Zhan Beiye.” Zhangsun Wuji chuckled. ”I realized I didn't have to go and find you guys. I just had to pick you up when you all took turns to drop off the cliff.”

Meng Fuyao guffawed. ”The two? Is Zhan Beiye okay? Let's go over… Why are we still floating on the water, talking?”

”Because…” Zhangsun Wuji looked into her eyes and slowly replied, ”Firstly, floating on the water allows us to be closer. Secondly, I like to have a one on one. Thirdly, so does Princess Ya.”

'The crown prince is certainly scheming…'

Meng Fuyao looked down and saw that she was drenched from head to toe. Zhangsun Wuji carried her in his arms, and whatever that could or could not be revealed was all revealed; whatever that could or could not be touched was touched. Recalling his three sentences, her little universe started steaming with anger as she reprimanded, ”Zhangsun Wuji, when can you stop scheming…”

Zhangsun Wuji bent down and sealed her mouth. ”When you marry me.”

Meng Fuyao could only produce sounds like ”mhm”, and before she could show any form of objection or permission for that matter, Zhangsun Wuji had already let go of her, muttering, ”Bit by bit… Anyways, I've taken my share for today.”

”Hm?” Meng Fuyao stared at him suspiciously. But Zhangsun Wuji suddenly let go of her and gently nudged her. ”Here, let's go to the shore.”

”It's a few kilometers to the shore. You must be dreaming wanting me to reach the shore immediately—” Meng Fuyao blasted away as she lifted her leg. Suddenly, her rant was cut off by her own ”oh.”

….After lifting her feet, she was now on the shore.

Meng Fuyao slowly looked down in disbelief. She wanted to make sure that there was no rocket or any form of rockets installed beneath her feet. Then, she slowly looked up. There didn't seem to be wings on her back either?

She stretched out her hand and carefully observed. Other than feeling stronger than usual, there didn't seem to be any oddities.

The fact that the waves of inner energy had gushed up was the truth. The fact that she had instantly transported across a couple of kilometers was also the truth.

Leveled up?

From the changes on her skin, she seemed to have skipped level six and gone straight to level seven?

But she had just given a portion of her inner energy to Little Seven and as a result, gone down a section. She was lingering in level six, section one.

Compared to her usual training speed… This was a bit too miraculous?

Zhangsun Wuji smiled as he trod lightly onto the shores. ”Congratulations, Fuyao, the inner energy of Moon Soul inside of you has completely integrated and been refined by your own inner energy. You have leveled up.”

Meng Fuyao stared dumbly at him. ”That attack from Starlight?”

”He's such an oddball. First, he kills you, then saved you—killing you and saving you.”

”What that does mean?”