In his previous life, Ye Chen had several beloved confidantes: Chen'er, Yi Wu, Zhao Jingruo, and Yu Qing—four peerless beauties.
Their names were lovely, and they themselves were even more beautiful. Each was a graceful lady with numerous suitors across the world. Like plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, and peonies, each had her own unique charm. They had met, gotten to know each other, fallen in love, and walked together with him since his weak and humble beginnings. Their feelings ran deep; he could not bear to part with any of them.
Or perhaps it was more accurate to call them his fiancées, as they had already become betrothed, promising to stay together for a lifetime.
The handsome young master currently being embraced around the waist by the Goddess's delicate hand was Yi Wu disguised as a man. She herself was a True King genius of her generation, known to the world as the Goddess's Daughter. She was acquainted with the Goddess Zhao Jingruo, Chen'er, and a group of invincible kings from the past generation. Furthermore, she had close ties with the supreme sacred lands of the ascendant organization, the Myriad Worlds Palace, thus making her a prominent figure who stirred the winds and clouds of the world.
Back when Ye Chen was often in seclusion within the Heavenly Gate, reviving his Battle Sacred Body, Yi Wu and another, Chen'er, had also appeared, though they had not met each other at the time.
He never expected that the Goddess would seek out Yi Wu and have this gentle and virtuous Goddess's Daughter disguise herself as a man. It must be said that when a peerless beauty like Yi Wu dressed as a man, she did not lose her heroic air; instead, she carried faint traces of a delicate, fragile temperament that made her even more pitiable and endearing, possessing a unique charm.
At this moment, Yi Wu also looked towards Ye Chen. Her phoenix eyes were long and clear, as if containing spring water. The tenderness in her gaze seemed capable of turning steel into something soft enough to wrap around a finger. Her cheeks flushed with shyness, perhaps made all the more charming and moving by her male disguise. She whispered softly, "Brother Yue, don't look... Wu'er will be shy..."
"Wu'er..."
Ye Chen gazed affectionately at this woman who had been his childhood sweetheart in his previous life. He never expected to meet this beauty again in this life in such a manner.
He understood that this was a scene from the Goddess's reincarnation cycle, brought here by her through the Primordial Immortal Stele. They gazed at each other across the distance, their affectionate feelings palpable, each wishing they could traverse the vast space to be by the other's side.
"Giggle... Look at how infatuated this little brother is. He probably wishes he could devour Sister Yi Wu." The Goddess giggled endlessly, her body trembling like a flower branch, a picture of peerless enchantment. She was truly a master of sharp words. Tightening her embrace around Yi Wu's waist, she smiled faintly and said, "What's the matter, dear little brother? Doesn't your sister's 'lover' look quite handsome? Tsk tsk, stunningly beautiful, with skin tender, fair, and pure—a born delicate beauty. If your sister were a man, I'd definitely devour her."
With that, she suddenly pulled Yi Wu close and pressed her red lips against the lovely face of the Goddess's Daughter. The bright lip print bloomed on Yi Wu's cheek like a red rose, instantly making Yi Wu shy and flustered, her face covered in a blush of embarrassment. "Sister, you're so bad. What will Brother Yue think if he sees this?"
"What Brother Yue? If we don't show this little brother Qian Yue some 'color,' he'll probably never take the initiative to come find us in his entire life." The Goddess snorted, then even provocatively licked her alluring red lips with her pink tongue towards Ye Chen, appearing exceptionally seductive and enchanting, enough to make the flames in one's heart roar.
This wicked enchantress...
Even with two lifetimes of experience and many years of cultivation, Ye Chen was almost unable to restrain himself. He glared fiercely at the Goddess. If she weren't currently reincarnating on the other side, he would have flown over immediately, restrained her, and given her bottom a sound spanking.
As if able to sense Ye Chen's thoughts, the Goddess suddenly shot him a coquettish, reproachful glance, her eyes misty. She said with a seductive smile, "Dear little brother, do you really want to come over and spank your sister's bottom... But can you even reach me?"
With that, she even twisted her delicate body, revealing a set of perfect, flawless, enticing curves—rounded, perky, and firm like a newly polished millstone. Beneath her dress, her icy, jade-like skin, fairer than frost and snow, was faintly visible, inviting wild fantasies.
Seeing this, Ye Chen looked up at the sky and sighed helplessly. Having a wife like this, he truly didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.
"Sister, I'm here too!"
On the other side, a voice as clear and ethereal as heavenly music rang out, carrying a lively, innocent tone. Then, under the Goddess's other delicate hand, another young master disguised as a man appeared.
She was also exceptionally handsome, wearing loose male robes. She had bright, large eyes, red lips, and pearly white teeth. Her absolutely stunning, childlike, and tender face was filled with innocent purity. Her beauty was in no way inferior to the Goddess or the Goddess's Daughter Yi Wu; each had her own unique charm.
The innocent young master saw Ye Chen and immediately beamed with a joyful smile. As she smiled faintly, shallow dimples appeared. Her pair of dark, clear eyes curved into crescents, appearing pure and adorable. She waved her soft, tender little hand and said, "Brother Qian Yue, do you miss Chen'er? Chen'er misses you very much."
It was Chen'er, another beloved woman, a woman of pure and innocent disposition.
Seeing this beloved girl who remained as lively and innocent as ever, Ye Chen couldn't help but break into a broad, happy smile.
This Chen'er was always like a lotus flower unsullied by the mud it grows from, washed by clear water yet not demonic. She was an eternally innocent, lively, and optimistic little sprite. Similarly disguised as a man, she appeared innocent and pure, pink and tender, much like Yaya.
"I do."
Ye Chen said softly. His calm words carried many unspoken thoughts. Being able to see them again made him very happy, very joyful. It was the greatest happiness in his life.
At least they were still here.
He thought again of that blood-soaked future, the future he had severed—where he was supreme and invincible, unmatched in the world, yet also utterly alone. Whether it was the three beloved women before him now, or Yaya, Ruoxi, Wang Ming, Wangchen... they were all buried beneath the Divine Island, grave after grave, a desolate future filled with sorrow, a lonely and bleak future of invincibility.
He thought again of his future self, sending the figures from those graves onto the River of Time, using forbidden methods to send his departed loved ones onto the River of Time, traveling against the current.
His future self had said that if there was a chance, they might drift back to the past, hoping to bring some useful information, and also hoping for an opportunity to revive them.
But he didn't know when he would encounter them, or whether their appearance would bring immeasurable causality and affect this lifetime.
Suddenly, his nose felt a bit sore, and his eyes turned red and misty. The three women far on the other side noticed with surprise and concern. But Ye Chen quickly evaporated the tears in his eyes and said softly, "Don't think too much. It's just that being reborn and able to see you all again makes me very happy. Although Yu Qing is still missing, the family reunion will not be long now."
As if able to sense the emotional fluctuations in Ye Chen's heart, even the Goddess Zhao Jingruo grew calm, no longer seductive and enchanting, but looking at Ye Chen quietly.
Yi Wu and Chen'er were even more so, their gazes resting on their beloved, overflowing with tenderness. In this moment, it was warm and comforting.