"Murdering your own husband? Killing him to prove your Dao? Ah, so lonely, so desolate, so utterly miserable... Life's sorrows are as endless as a river flowing east... Hmmm—"
Ye Tianling sighed.
It was a perfect opportunity to show off his literary prowess, but the mischievous power of the Samadhi True Fire had ruined the moment. Ye Tianling couldn't help but grumble under his breath.
Ouyang Ruoxue had a sudden realization. 'You're tricking Guan Tianya into helping you unlock your potential? I'll expose your scheme and make you pay!'
Ye Tianling's heart lurched. He sent a telepathic message, 'Darling wife, don't be like that. At worst, after I kill Guan Tianya, I'll "battle" you for ten days. We can achieve Yin Yang Harmony, and I'll help you recover your abilities. How about it?'
A dangerous glint appeared in Ouyang Ruoxue's eyes. She stared intently at the Alchemy Tripod Cauldron, as if trying to see right through the Ye Tianling inside.
