Hun Changqing looked at Xing Su, who was clutching his robes even tighter, pressed herself against him, her delicate body heaving violently, tears streaming down her face. His lips twitched. Good heavens! He had softened his tone, trying to speak to Xing Su politely, but why was she crying even louder?
Xing Su's cacophony of sobs only intensified Hun Changqing's irritability and frustration. His ears were ringing, as if countless sparrows were chirping in his ears, causing veins to bulge slightly on his forehead.
Hun Changqing, his mind preoccupied with the main soul's affairs, was already agitated by its uncontrollable nature. He was inherently impatient, lacked patience, and liked to do as he pleased.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, unable to do as he pleased. However, after arriving in the Dou Qi Continent, where strength reigned supreme, he gained immense power through his talent and the Taiyin Inheritance, unleashing his true nature.
Back in the Soul Clan, where powerful figures abounded, he was merely a grain of sand in the ocean, insignificant, and his nature was somewhat restrained. But after leaving the Soul Clan and arriving in the Northwest Continent, where powerful figures were scarce and the Dou Zun realm was practically the highest, Hun Changqing
truly let loose. He could easily win women's hearts with his looks and strength, using the methods he had learned in his previous life.
Yet, he lacked the patience to waste time with them. Of all his women, only Ya Fei was someone he had seduced out of boredom to pass the time.
None of his other women were obtained through legitimate means; there was no courtship involved. They were all snatched away using the simplest and most brutal methods.
At this moment, Hun Changqing, already troubled by his main soul, was further agitated by Xingxiu's incessant crying, which completely extinguished any remaining patience he had. An
extremely cold aura instantly emanated from him, and his delicate face showed irritation as he impatiently shouted,
"Enough! Stop crying! It's so noisy!"
Sensing the subtly cold aura emanating from Hun Changqing and hearing his impatient shout, Xingxiu's delicate body, which had been trembling with sobs within Hun Changqing's black robe, suddenly stiffened.
Her crying froze instantly, her expression one of utter helplessness, completely bewildered by Hun Changqing's unpredictable temper. It was
as if the incredibly gentle Hun Changqing from just moments before was merely a figment of her imagination, existing only in fantasy, not in reality—a dream, a mirage, like a reflection in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.
"Phew~"
Hun Changqing looked at Xingxiu, who had finally stopped crying after his loud shout. The moment Xingxiu stopped crying, Hun Changqing felt that the world was finally quiet.
The secret room finally returned to its previous silence as Xingxiu's crying dissipated, and this feeling instantly made Hun Changqing's agitated mood much better. As his emotions calmed, Hun Changqing's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the chilling aura emanating from him dissipated, revealing a look of relief on his face.
After letting out a long sigh, Hun Changqing looked at Xingxiu, who, although she had stopped crying, was still almost completely buried in his black robe, and asked the question that had been troubling him.
"How did you get into this secret chamber? I've set up an array in this chamber. You haven't recovered your battle qi cultivation yet, how could you possibly get in?"
Hun Changqing said, glancing at the wooden door he had set up with the array. However, upon seeing the situation at the door,
the suspicious expression on Hun Changqing's face instantly froze, and he abruptly interrupted himself, his eyes twitching slightly as he looked at the wooden door.
At this moment, the protective array that once covered the wooden door was now shattered and utterly broken, having lost all its original power. Clearly, the array had been completely destroyed. On the remaining fragments of the array, a cold and violent Taiyin True Qi was slowly rising. This array had been destroyed by Hun Changqing himself.
It turned out that in the previous few days, Hun Changqing had been trying to guide the countless soul threads of the Yin Demons to his main soul. This incredibly meticulous task of threading the needle had made the already impatient Hun Changqing extremely irritable. After several failed attempts, the irritable Hun Changqing mobilized the Taiyin True Qi within his body, condensing several attacks. After a barrage of attacks on the secret chamber, Hun Changqing finally released all his frustration and was able to calm down and properly guide these Yin Demons.
Concentrating intently, Hun Changqing naturally failed to notice that the area he had relentlessly bombarded was the sealing point of the secret chamber's array. The array had been shattered to pieces by Hun Changqing's furious attack, leaving only fragments. Had Hun Changqing not personally set up the array, imbuing it with a trace of Yin True Qi, it likely wouldn't have been reduced to ashes. Without the array's remnants, and without any clues, Hun Changqing probably wouldn't even remember what he had done to the array in his anger.
At this moment, Hun Changqing finally understood. Since he had destroyed the array long ago, the events in the secret chamber were easily explained.
Although Hun Changqing didn't know what Xingxiu was doing in the secret chamber, he guessed she was bored outside, unable to cultivate, and had wandered here out of boredom.
The main soul only acted rashly after sensing the unfamiliar aura of the constellation. At this moment, Hun Changqing was not yet proficient in controlling the Yin Demon. The Yin Demon was now primarily acting on instinct, unable to understand Hun Changqing's commands or know to notify him before acting in emergencies. Instead, it relied on its instincts to make decisions, leading to the current situation.