Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1386 - 883: I Can’t Die Without Regret

Baili An listened to her complaints, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry, and could only comfort her: "Su Jing is not a god, I’ve changed my appearance dramatically, how could she recognize me at a glance?

Upon reflection, the reason she could recognize me early might be because of this mark on my arm."

As he spoke, Baili An raised his arm, revealing the two red dot marks where the White Dragon had bitten him.

This mark is a spirit contract, etched into bone and soul, difficult to erase even through reincarnation.

It’s no surprise Su Jing could confirm his identity with it.

Yin Baishuang’s gaze dropped, staring at the mark on his arm, her eyes suddenly deep, her dark apricot eyes like a smoldering mist.

Perhaps sensing her strange mood, Baili An asked, "What’s wrong? Is something amiss?"

Yin Baishuang removed the thoughtful look from her eyes, narrowed her beautiful apricot eyes, scrutinizing Baili An with a sudden change of tone:

"I know Su Jing’s rotten temperament too well; she won’t stop at anything to achieve her goals, just like her mother.

Looking back now, whether in Xianling City or Ghost Mountain’s Bronze Gate, or the Demon World and Tianxi Sword Sect, wherever you appeared, she was always there.

In the eyes of others, she is proud and virtuous, untainted by color. But I know, in front of you, she is like a silent hungry wolf. With so many opportunities, I don’t believe she didn’t succeed."

Baili An asked, "Succeed in what?"

Yin Baishuang looked as if ready to settle scores: "You have a marriage contract with her, what do you think she succeeded in? That deathly face is not like the indecipherable charcoal head she was back then; now she’s fair-skinned and beautiful, with long legs and a generous bust, attracting people easily."

Baili An’s eyes widened. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

What kind of jealousy is this out of nowhere?

Despite their seemingly pleasant conversation, the Dharma Form of Moqi Hall was keeping them safe from being consumed by wildfire, sustained by her immense divine soul power, and time for warmth was running out.

Yet she still had the heart to speak of such trivial matters.

Baili An coughed lightly, feeling quite helpless: "The marriage contract was canceled 200 years ago; I’m not livestock. Even if she is fair-skinned and beautiful, with long legs and a generous bust, what does it have to do with me?"

Yin Baishuang was incredulous: "Men of the world love appearances. Su Jing was struck by lightning on Thunder Mountain, transforming from an ugly duckling to a swan, a peerless beauty. Do you dare say you had no thoughts about her?"

Baili An raised three fingers: "I swear, I have not had even the slightest thought about Su Jing."

"Fool." Yin Baishuang murmured, Baili An didn’t hear clearly, tilting his head: "What?"

Yin Baishuang pointed her finger at his forehead, saying: "Even if you are not livestock in front of Su Jing, it does not mean you are not elsewhere.

Back in Chao Mu Hall of the Demon World, that female Enchanting Demon sang like a nightingale in heat; I saw it clearly through the window.

And that time when you were poisoned and injured, in a medicinal bath at Monarch Hall, you had quite the nerve to fool around in front of the Demon Lord..."

Here, Yin Baishuang’s tone suddenly paused, as if realizing something, she covered her mouth with her hand in shock and said: "My god! It turns out that the deathly face knew who you were back then, and she kept such a calm demeanor; I left, and she watched a live scene for so long?!"

Even though it was a rather vexing and annoying affair, by the end, Miss Yin seemed to mentally piece together Su Jing’s emotions and expressions at the time and laughed heartily.

Baili An’s face was already flushed red, unsure how to mention his relationship with Ning Feiyan to her.

But Yin Baishuang had already started counting on her fingers, saying to him: "Before you feel guilty, let’s properly consider this. I remember it first started with that young girl from the Lihe Sect, was it Li Jiujiu? She claimed to be your woman, and you didn’t deny it, so it must be true.

Then there was Miss Fang Geyu from Shifang City, although she had a sharp tongue, her treatment of you was different from others.

In Xianling City, I heard you became Mistress Fang’s consort? Whether it’s true or not, I’ll leave out for now.

But during that snake disaster at the Bronze Gate, she risked her life to save you; if you were just ordinary friends, I wouldn’t believe it."

As Yin Baishuang spoke, it was clear Baili An’s body grew tenser.

She looked at him sincerely, smiling: "Little An, it’s only been a few years since you entered the world, yet the once-shy boy who blushed and stammered in front of girls has grown so charming."

Baili An trembled, slumping his shoulders, being especially candid in front of Yin Baishuang, without trying to explain himself: "What you said, it’s true, I have nothing to say for myself..."

At this point, his tone paused, yet without hesitation, he admitted frankly: "And then there’s Yun Rong from Tianxi Sword Sect. Back then in Beiyuan of the Demon World, I was injured by a corrupt demon, it was Yun Rong who saved me at the risk of her own life."

"Yun Rong of the Snow Sword?!" Yin Baishuang was shocked, evidently not expecting him to have such a complex relationship with that radiant and impassioned swordswoman.

Yun Rong of the Snow Sword, clear and cold as a plum blossom, was known for being efficient and straightforward, generous and elegant, handling people with balanced sincerity.

Such a person, though observant of the world, is uniquely difficult to provoke feelings or desires herself. Why would she give up her purity to save someone?