Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 953 Deep love

A jade ruler flew out from his sleeve, its light so intense it stung Ling Qishuang's eyes. She instinctively closed them, but she could still hear Mingxiao's cold laughter:

"Or... is this the Ling family's intention?"

"me……"

Ling Qishuang was so frightened that she stammered, "This is the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, backed by a Golden Immortal! How dare you trespass here!"

Upon hearing this, Mingxiao simply smiled and said slowly, "Little girl, this is, after all, Tianmang City. Don't you understand the principle that even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake?"

The celestial sect leader's gaze fell once again on the sleeping Jing Yu and Ming Yutai. He frowned slightly, flicked his fingertips, and two streams of immortal energy transformed into sharp spikes that pierced into the bodies of the two.

The next moment, Jing Yu and Ming Yutai slowly woke up at the same time.

Jing Yu suddenly opened his eyes and felt an almost incomparable pressure from the side. He looked up and looked at Ming Xiao.

Without any hesitation, Jing Yu activated all four internal organs of his Bitter Crossing Body, unleashing the Bitter Crossing Profound Light to its fullest extent, and immediately prepared to flee.

Mingxiao didn't even make any movement, but simply said softly, "Suppress."

boom!

The boiling Bitter Crossing Profound Light that Jing Yu was surging through his body instantly froze, and his whole body was as if he were imprisoned by invisible shackles, unable to even tremble his fingertips!

His pupils contracted sharply, and he was secretly alarmed—this was the chasm between celestial beings and ordinary cultivators. No matter how talented you are, you are still an ant before you become an immortal!

At this moment, Mingyutai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Upon seeing the scene before him, he was first taken aback, then immediately got up, straightened his clothes, and respectfully bowed to Mingxiao:

"Father……"

His gaze suddenly froze when it swept over Ling Qishuang.

"You unfilial son! You have utterly disgraced the Heavenly Light Sect!"

"Did you know that this girl disguised herself as an alchemist to infiltrate the manor, and even used sleeping potion to abduct you here?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Yutai's expression changed drastically. Suddenly, he lifted his robes and knelt heavily on the ground: "Father, please calm down! Miss Ling... she must have been confused for a moment!"

His forehead touched the ground, his voice trembling: "The marriage between the two families is imminent. If this matter damages the harmony..."

"Shut up!" Mingxiao shouted, his celestial aura causing the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion to tremble. "This little girl has done countless outrageous things to ruin the marriage between our two families, and you're still pleading for her?"

Ming Yutai, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly straightened up and shouted loudly in the face of the oppressive aura: "Miss Ling is unwilling to marry me because her son is incompetent! But precisely because of this, she should be treated with sincerity rather than forced into marriage!"

Ling Qishuang stared blankly at Mingyutai. The young man knelt upright, his plain robe covered in dust, yet his gaze was intense, a stark contrast to his gentle and refined demeanor at the banquet.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks flushed.

Mingxiao squinted at his son, then suddenly sneered, "What a deep affection, but it's just unrequited love."

The jade ruler hidden in his sleeve suddenly swelled up, its imposing aura radiating menacing, and pointed at Ling Qishuang's brow: "Then let's see how long you can protect her!"

"Ling Qishuang, you have repeatedly challenged the authority of the Heavenly Mang Sect and disgraced our Ming family. I see no need to continue this marriage alliance! And you need not return to the Ling family..."

"No!" Ming Yutai threw himself at the jade ruler without hesitation.

The jade ruler, imbued with the laws of the Celestial Immortal level, crashed down with a deafening roar. Ming Yutai's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Ling Qishuang instinctively reached out to catch it, but was pulled backward by the force and her back slammed heavily against the wall.

The man in her arms had his clothes soaked in blood, and his handsome face was as pale as paper.

Ming Yutai struggled to raise his hand, his fingertips gently wiping away the tears that had rolled down Ling Qishuang's cheeks without her noticing, and said weakly, "Miss Ling... if you don't want to marry... then don't marry..."

With each word he spoke, more blood seeped from the corner of his lips, yet he stubbornly curved his eyebrows into an extremely gentle smile: "Actually... I secretly went to the Shattered Mist Starfield before and saw Miss Ling refining pills in her clan... At that time, I thought... your profile when you were focused... was particularly beautiful..."

Ling Qishuang's mind was in complete chaos; everything before her eyes felt like a dream.

"Why, why? Ming Yutai... Ming Yutai actually risked his life to save me?"

Just as Ling Qishuang was in a state of confusion and at a loss, the appearance of "Mingyutai" in her arms suddenly changed.

The contours of that blood-stained handsome face rippled slightly, and right before her eyes, like ripples on water, they quickly transformed into Jing Yu's face!

"hiss……"

The young man, who had been barely breathing, suddenly perked up. "Jing Yu" tried to cover his face with his hand, and his facial features began to transform into "Ming Yutai" again. However, this attempt was in vain. Under the distortion of countless threads of law, he eventually turned into the appearance of Jing Yu.

"You...!" Ling Qishuang was so shocked she almost let go.

At the same time, everything around them began to distort and fade violently.

The majestic Mingxiao, the sect leader of the Tianmang Sect, the menacing elders of the Enforcement Sect, and even the broken door of the private room... all the scenes were like an overturned palette of paints, the colors mixed together, quickly blurring and dissipating.

The world seemed to collapse, and Ling Qishuang felt her consciousness being pulled upwards by an invisible force, followed by a strong sense of dizziness.

The next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, breathing rapidly, with a fine layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

My gaze quickly focused, and I found myself still sitting perfectly fine in the elegant and quiet private room of Zuixianlou.

Across from her, Jing Yu slowly sat up, looking helpless, as if she had only taken a short nap.

The real Ming Yutai remained unconscious on the soft couch beside him, breathing steadily and unharmed.

Where is there any celestial pressure? Where is there any life-or-death struggle?

The breathtaking scene that had just unfolded, the one that had shaken her to her core, was actually... just an incredibly realistic dream!

"You...what did you do to me?!"

Ling Qishuang was both shocked and angry, but her cheeks flushed uncontrollably as an indescribable sense of shame and confusion filled her heart.

Jing Yu gave an awkward smile, but bluntly said, "It's nothing... Do you remember what I told you? A person's subconscious can change the choices we make in reality."

"And dreams are an excellent vehicle for subtly changing perceptions."

"Just now... I only guided you into a dream... Unfortunately, it failed in the end, and all my efforts were in vain."

"You...you want to change my perception? To tamper with my subconscious!" Ling Qishuang said angrily.

Jing Yu sighed: "Fellow Daoist Ling, this matter started because of you, and it would be best if it could end because of you."

"If you can fall in love with Ming Yutai and obediently marry into the Tianmang Sect, it might be the best way to resolve this farce."

"Unfortunately, it was just a little bit short... Ultimately, my skills are not good enough... Forcibly altering the dream of a mid-stage Cave Heaven cultivator is still too much of a stretch."