In the Spiritual Sea, Electrolux's figure suddenly appeared before Huo Yuhao's eyes.
This demigod from another world wore an unprecedentedly solemn expression at this moment, and he slowly shook his head. "This is a Law Domain formed by Divine Power. Even if this master were to act, I wouldn't be able to deconstruct these forces in a short time."
Huo Yuhao understood. If there was enough time, Electrolux might really be able to help him find a way out of trouble.
The problem was that he simply didn't have any time right now, because a gentle female voice had already resounded in this gold and silver colored space.
That voice was as warm as jade and devoid of any emotion, yet it carried a clarity that seemed to pierce through the Soul, as if flowing directly from the Laws of heaven and earth.
"Qiankun Asking Emotion, Sincerity Adventure, begin!"
A bright beam of light suddenly rose from the center of the circular platform, with interwoven gold and silver radiances circulating endlessly within the beam.
Then, that beam of light began to spin rapidly, like a tossed pointer, flashing past the evenly arranged circles along the edge of the circular platform.
Everyone's gazes involuntarily followed the trajectory of that light, each harboring different levels of tension and anxiety in their hearts.
Ultimately, that beam of light stopped.
It landed on a person, and it was precisely Bei Bei.
Bei Bei had been heavily injured during the match. Although he had been treated by a healing-type Spirit Master and had mostly recovered by now, his complexion still carried a pale tint from blood loss.
He was enveloped by that beam of light, and the bubble around his body instantly dissipated.
That gentle female voice sounded once more, asking the first question.
"Do you have a lover?"
Hearing this, Bei Bei was slightly stunned before opening his mouth to reply, "I do!"
"Who is your lover?"
Without hesitation, Bei Bei said, "It is Tang Ya."
That gentle voice asked again, its tone still unhurried, "She is not here, and something is wrong with her body, right?"
Bei Bei didn't know how this voice knew these things, but he still truthfully replied, "Yes."
That voice asked further with a hint of enticement, "If you could make her recover as usual and return to your side, what are you willing to pay?"
Bei Bei's Adam's apple rolled up and down for a fraction of a second, his voice not loud but carrying an unquestionable firmness, "I am willing to pay everything."
That gentle voice did not make any judgment on this, but simply followed up blandly, "Empty words are no proof. Then castrate yourself."
As the words fell, a dagger materialized out of thin air in front of Bei Bei.
Bei Bei never expected that voice to make such a request. He froze in place, a layer of cold sweat oozing from his temples.
However, after a brief daze, he raised his head, his tone carrying a trace of trembling, "Are you sure... If I castrate myself, can she return to my side?"
"Of course," that voice replied, "This is my promise."
Before the words finished falling, a projection of light and shadow appeared before Bei Bei.
Within that light and shadow, Tang Ya was sitting listlessly in a dark room, surrounded by several figures dressed in black, whose Evil Soul Master aura could be vaguely recognized.
Her complexion was pale and her gaze was hollow, resembling an empty shell whose Soul had been sucked away.
Bei Bei looked at that light and shadow, his lips twitching slightly before a layer of blood-red suffused his eyes.
He reached out to grasp the dagger floating before him, the handle of the dagger carrying a slightly cool and smooth touch.
Thinking of all these magical things he was currently experiencing, Bei Bei felt that this might truly be an opportunity to rescue Tang Ya.
"Remember this promise of yours!"
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and his right hand thrust downward tremblingly!
"Ah!"
A suppressed cry of pain burst from the depths of his throat, and then his entire body seemed as though its strength had been hollowed out. His body swayed slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, dripping onto the platform beneath his feet that radiated a warm jade-like glow.
A moment later, that gentle voice sounded once more, its tone still without any fluctuation, "Dedication for love, the first round of sincerity, passed."
Because the gold and silver bubbles had the ability to isolate sound, the others did not know what Bei Bei had experienced within that column of light.
They only saw Bei Bei's complexion constantly changing in an extremely short period—first surprise, then hesitation, followed by a resolute determination as if he had made up his mind.
Then he raised his hand and slammed it fiercely against the root of his thighs, doubling over in pain.
However, Huo Yuhao read every word Bei Bei had just spoken through lip-reading, and roughly deduced what he had encountered.
His complexion inevitably turned somewhat ugly. To actually make Bei Bei castrate himself? This was simply too absurd!
Even if it was fake, this was outrageous to the point that one didn't know what to say.
Subsequently, the gold and silver-colored bubbles shattered one after another, and questions fell down one by one.
Someone was asked about past betrayals, someone was asked to face the guilt deep within their heart, and someone was left in tears after having layers of disguise peeled away.
Those questions were light or heavy, gentle or cruel, yet they all precisely struck the places that everyone was most reluctant to touch.
Soon, that beam of light finally stopped steadily above Huo Yuhao's head.
That gentle female voice sounded once more, asking the first question that everyone had been asked: "Do you have a lover?"
Huo Yuhao did not hesitate: "I do."
"Who is your lover?"
"Wang Donger."
As Huo Yuhao's words fell, the bubble enclosing Wang Donger not far adjacent to him trembled slightly, the gold and silver radiance circulating on its surface seeming to become somewhat more transparent. She had been granted "permission" and could now hear the sounds from the outside world.
That voice closely followed up with the third question: "Is Wang Donger the one you love the most?"
Huo Yuhao's mind began to spin rapidly at this instant. Wang Donger was the lover he acknowledged—there was no doubt about this point—but she was not his only lover.
Between Gu Yue and Wang Donger, if he were asked to choose the "favorite" one, he would also be unable to make a choice.
Their positions in his heart were like two parallel lamps, each illuminating different corners of his life without any distinction of superiority.
He frowned, his gaze falling in Wang Donger's direction, and finally he spoke: "Yes."
After Huo Yuhao finished answering, the entire space seemed to quiet down for an instant.
That column of light still enveloped him, the gold and silver-colored radiance circulating endlessly.
Yet that gentle voice did not immediately toss down the next question like it had with previous questions to others, but instead fell silent for a moment, as if contemplating something.
Then...
"Slap!"
A golden light flashed out of thin air without warning, like an invisible whip striking Huo Yuhao's body.
The whip's shadow was so fast that its trajectory could hardly be seen, bringing a crisp sound of piercing through the air as it swept past.
Huo Yuhao's clothes were instantly torn open with a split, the fabric rolling back to reveal the skin underneath.
However, after that whip landed on his skin, it only left a shallow red mark, without even breaking the outer epidermis.
Having cultivated the Body Secret Method up to now, Huo Yuhao's physical body had long since been tempered to be extremely formidable; ordinary attacks landing on him could hardly cause real injuries anymore.
Huo Yuhao's defense seemed to exceed that voice's expectations, as if that unseen existence had frozen slightly once more, reassessing the young man before it.
A moment later, that voice sounded once more: "Lying, penalty of one whip."
Hearing this, Wang Donger's gaze passed through that translucent bubble to land on Huo Yuhao, a look of disbelief flashing through her eyes.
Her eye sockets turned red almost in the very same instant, as if she had been fiercely stabbed by something.
"Is Yuhao's favorite not me?"
"Then who else could it be?"
"Could it really be Jin Li?"
The guesses she usually kept in her heart suddenly surged up at this moment, causing her entire body to freeze in place.
Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao had calmed down at this moment.
He didn't know what method the other party used to judge whether his words were true or false, but he also keenly captured a detail.
That gentle voice from before—just now, he clearly heard emotional fluctuations within it, resembling an indecisive hesitation.
Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said again with a solemn tone, "Wang Donger is the one I love the most, I am not lying."
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A/N:
I hope all of you are enjoying this story so far. I would appreciate some Power Stones if you can spare any. Leave a review if you like the story. Thank you.