On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

"I WILL NEVER MARRY ANYONE ELSE BUT HIM! DON'T THEY UNDERSTAND?!"

BAM!

The air around Yue Xiang crackled with an oppressive force, her crazed eyes now clouded with a darkness that made Yan Mei instinctively take a step back.

"I will never marry another man but him," Yue Xiang's voice trembled with overwhelming emotion.

Yan Mei sighed inwardly.

'Again with her beloved. Does he even exist?' She thought, weariness settling in.

The third princess had begun speaking of this mysterious lover one day and had never stopped. It had driven her father, the king, to madness, believing some unknown man had dared to enchant his daughter. The royal guards had been dispatched to investigate, but no one was ever found.

Who could possibly make the most beautiful woman in the kingdom, admired by all, fall in love so deeply?

Eventually, the king and queen concluded that Yue Xiang had conjured this man in her mind, that he didn't exist. And everyone else believed the same.

"Third Princess, young master Jiang is good to you and very much in love with you. If—"

Before Yan Mei could finish, a sharp, whistling sound sliced through the air as thick, verdant vines burst from the ground, their tips quivering with malevolent life. They shot toward Yan Mei with terrifying speed.

Yan Mei's eyes narrowed, her expression hardening.

She couldn't believe Yue Xiang would attack her!

In an instant, she vanished, leaving only a faint afterimage. The vines, having missed their target, slammed into the ground with a force that sent shockwaves rippling outward, cracking the earth.

Yan Mei sighed deeply, her heart heavy.

"Yan Mei," Yue Xiang's voice was ice, "don't ever say that again, do you understand? Even if I think of you as a good friend, I will not forgive you if you keep talking about this topic." Her eyes were like black holes, sucking in all light and emotion.

Yan Mei could feel the weight of her gaze, understanding the seriousness of her words.

She nodded silently, knowing that some things were better left unsaid.

Yue Xiang only became like this when she talked about that person. Her usual gentle and caring demeanor disappeared in an instant. It was a side of her that Yan Mei rarely saw, and it always left her feeling unsettled.

"You don't know how much I've waited, and you wouldn't know how long I can still wait… but I will always be his and no one else's. I hope you can respect that," Yue Xiang continued, her voice cold and unwavering.

A green aura surrounded her, emanating the power and authority of life. Yan Mei could sense the depth of Yue Xiang's feelings and knew not to push any further.

With a deep breath, she replied, "I understand, and I will respect your wishes. I won't speak of this again."

Yue Xiang's eyes softened slightly, the black holes in her gaze dissipating as she nodded in acknowledgment.

"I will speak with my father and mother about my decision. They won't force anything on me; no one can."

Yan Mei, hearing this, could only sigh inwardly.

Yue Xiang wasn't wrong when she said no one could force her. The beauty before her was not only stunning in appearance but also in strength. Yes, this seemingly fragile woman was one of the strongest people in the kingdom.

Maybe only the king and a few others could stand against her, but even then, the king couldn't make her do anything she didn't want to.

Yue Xiang decided to have a heartfelt conversation with her parents about her decision not to marry.

That Jiang Tianlong bastard always seemed to be lurking around, trying to manipulate her into marriage for his own selfish reasons. Sometimes, Yue Xiang had the urge to kill him, but she still tried to maintain her composure and handle the situation with grace.

The Jiang clan was a powerful and influential force in the kingdom. Even her royal father respected their strength and didn't want to upset them by refusing their proposal.

But that didn't mean the king was afraid of them. Yue Xiang knew her father well enough to understand that he just didn't want unnecessary trouble.

If she killed Jiang Tianlong, a huge conflict would erupt in the kingdom. Instead, she would have to find a way to outsmart him without resorting to violence.

'How long will I have to wait for you, my love…'

Yue Xiang thought to herself as she absentmindedly played with the pendant on her neck. It was a symbol of her love, a reminder of the one she truly cared for.

The more Yue Xiang gazed at the pendant, the heavier the emotion in her heart became. Even after all these years, there was no reaction from the pendant, which only meant one thing to Yue Xiang—he had yet to awaken.

As Yue Xiang prepared to leave, a sudden tremor coursed through her body. It was as if an invisible thread had tugged at her very soul.

She froze in place, her breath catching in her throat. Her hand instinctively reached for the pendant around her neck, and for the first time in years, it pulsed with a faint, warm glow.

Her heart raced, pounding against her chest as if trying to break free. The connection she had longed for, dreamed of, prayed for—it was there, faint but undeniable. Tears welled up in her eyes, one slipping free and trailing down her cheek.

"You're back…" she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief and overwhelming joy.

The pendant pulsed again, a steady rhythm like a heartbeat, and Yue Xiang knew, deep in her soul, that her beloved had finally awakened.

The world around her seemed to blur as emotions she had kept bottled up for so long came rushing to the surface. She had waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity, and now it was here.

He was back, and nothing else mattered.

Yue Xiang's legs felt weak, and she sank to her knees, clutching the pendant tightly as if it was the only thing grounding her in reality. The tears came freely now, streaming down her face as she let out a choked sob. All the pain, the loneliness, the endless waiting—it all melted away in an instant.

Yan Mei, who had been watching from a distance, was stunned by the sudden change in Yue Xiang. She had never seen her like this—so vulnerable, so... human.

"Third Princess... Yue Xiang..." Yan Mei began, but she faltered, unsure of what to say.

The princess was crying!

Yue Xiang didn't respond. She was lost in her own world, the world where her beloved had returned to her. Her hands trembled as she caressed the pendant, her tears soaking into the earth beneath her.

"Finally..." Yue Xiang whispered, her voice barely audible. "You're finally back..."

Yan Mei watched silently, her heart aching for Yue Xiang. She didn't fully understand what had happened to Yue Xiang, but she could see the happiness written on her face.

The air around Yue Xiang seemed to hum with energy, the green aura of life around her growing more vibrant. The pendant's glow intensified, filling the space with a soft, white light.

As the light faded, Yue Xiang slowly rose to her feet, her expression one of quiet determination. The tears had stopped, replaced by a serene, almost ethereal calm.

"I will find you," Yue Xiang vowed softly, her voice carrying a strength that had been absent before.

"No matter where you are, I will find you. And this time, nothing will keep us apart."

Yan Mei felt a shiver run down her spine at the words.

Yue Xiang's emotions spiraled out of control, her eyes darkened, turning into inky voids that seemed to pull in all light, leaving only an abyss of unhinged obsession.

It was as if her eyes had become twin black holes, swallowing everything in their path, leaving no room for escape or mercy.

"Yan Mei, let's move. I'm talking with my father. My husband is back!"

Yue Xiang didn't wait for Yan Mei's response and leaped into the sky, her dark eyes shimmering with a dangerous intensity.