Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Ye Ling's expression was stern, his face solemn.

Han Qingxin also seemed to feel a trace of tension, perhaps Ye Ling's secret was truly significant.

"I am an Immortal Emperor, once a sovereign ruler across the Immortal Realm. Many years ago, I was cursed by a malevolent enemy with witchcraft—the witchcraft of infatuation, one of the cruelest curses even in the Immortal Realm."

"To cultivate into an immortal, one must either sever emotional ties or sincerely commit to one's unique and true love, because spreading affection too thin can lead to the creation of a Heart Demon."

"You must have read about the mythology, 'The Three Purities originated from one Qi', severing oneself from the path and also the emotional ties."

"And I, once among the strongest Immortal Emperors, was incomparably devoted on the path of love. Thus, that evil enemy found my weakness and inflicted me with the witchcraft of infatuation. I had no choice but to come to Earth, to cultivate anew to break this curse of infatuation before I could return to the Immortal Realm."

"The method to break the curse of infatuation is to fight poison with poison, to shatter the curse with a heart full of affection. As soon as my heart dedicates itself to one, it would be stricken with poison, rot, and die, divine soul and all!"

"I had no choice, for over twenty years, I dared not to engage in affection. But ever since I met you, I've found myself unable to control my heart, unable to control it at all."

"And the curse of infatuation is gradually reawakening; I cannot die because I have not yet confessed to you. I cannot die in such confusion."

"And a few days ago, when I called you, but your phone was off, I couldn't find you, and I couldn't die, so I had to..."

"I'm sorry!"

After finishing his words, Ye Ling looked up at a forty-five-degree angle, a murky tear rolled down his cheek as he forced a bitter smile and took a deep breath.

"I wish you happiness!" After speaking, Ye Ling managed a faint smile, turned around, and walked away, his lonely figure straining as he departed.

Han Qingxin was stunned. Was all this because of her?

How could this be possible? At this moment, her heart was in complete turmoil. She could never have imagined that Ye Ling would say such things, but were his words true or false?

"Ye Ling, do you find it amusing to deceive me like this?" Han Qingxin's voice was somewhat gloomy, her countenance cold.

Ye Ling turned around, his smile faint, tinged with desolation: "Perhaps, regardless, whether you think it's true or not, I only wish to keep the most important you in my heart."

"In the future, if you're ever in trouble, call me. Through fire and sword, I, Ye Ling, will not even frown. The woman I love the most, I won't let her suffer the slightest grievance."

Having spoken, Ye Ling grinned widely, tears welled up again as he turned and slowly walked away.

Han Qingxin's eyes instantly filled with tears, unwilling to let Ye Ling leave like this, she ran forward and embraced him from behind.

"Ye Ling! Don't go!" Han Qingxin pressed her face against Ye Ling's back, murmuring softly.

"Do you know why I turned off my phone and all my contact information a while ago?"

"That's because I discovered that you had taken up a very important place in my heart, yet you were with Liu Qiao'er. I didn't know what to do."

"I was conflicted; I wanted to pull you to me forcefully, yet I was afraid of others' gossip, afraid they would call me an improper woman."

"I'm sorry, I even doubted you. You actually triggered that detestable curse of infatuation for me!"

"As long as you are alive, that is the best."

"As long as we can be together, I don't care about anyone's stares, or the whispers behind our backs!"

"Even in death, we must be together!"

With his back to Han Qingxin, Ye Ling suddenly smiled, victory was his!

From a distance, Mo Xing stared at the couple who seemed as if they were shooting a Korean drama, slightly dazed. Were these two competing in an acting contest? Each acted as if they had won an Oscar.

"Let's go, let's drink!" Ye Ling said with a laugh, pulling on the soft palm of Han Qingxin's hand.

Han Qingxin nodded, and the two approached Han Qingxin's car, signaling Mo Xing to follow them as they drove towards Imperial Dynasty Disco.

Imperial Dynasty Disco was booming in business. Ever since Hei Long Gang was crushed here, this place had become a pilgrimage site for local thugs.

Fighting the Hei Long Gang alone and beating them until they nearly couldn't fend for themselves, and then threatening every organization in Donghai City took an immense amount of courage.

Furthermore, the most important thing was the high level of security Imperial Dynasty Disco had now. Who would dare to cause trouble in this venue?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

It was practically a death wish, as not even Hei Long Gang, the foremost organization of Huayang District, dared to stir trouble in this place, let alone some short-sighted thugs.

When Ye Ling and the group of three arrived at Imperial Dynasty Disco, the subordinates standing at the entrance became extremely excited upon seeing Ye Ling. This was an idol, an absolute idol.

"Brother Ye, what brings you here today? I'll go inform Sister Mu right away!" A subordinate said with unsuppressed excitement, patting his colleague to take Ye Ling and the others to a luxurious private booth in the meantime.

The doorkeeper, being new, didn't understand why the veteran beside him was so excited, but anyone who could earn their keep here had some discerning ability.

It was nearly dawn, yet the club reached its peak of fervor and revelry. Han Qingxin looked at the people wildly dancing in the dance floor, slightly surprised.

"Isn't that Old Wang from our company? He's usually so shy, what's he doing..." Han Qingxin pointed at the middle-aged man who was jumping around most joyfully in the dance floor.

Ye Ling glanced over and smiled lightly, "It's quite normal. All these urban white-collars have too much pressure during the day. This place serves as a means of stress relief, so there's no need for surprise."

"Besides, you'll never know whether someone is a beast in gentleman's clothing, or seems unrestrained but, like me, is flawless at heart!"

Han Qingxin playfully scolded Ye Ling but held him tightly, seeing right through him. Being a sharp woman, Han Qingxin naturally knew she shouldn't impose any more constraints on herself; she needed to unleash her perfect self.

As they sat on the luxurious sofa area, which was elevated compared to the standard sections, the three had just taken their seats when Mu Ninghan, dressed in tight leather, came down smiling.

However, Mu Ninghan was momentarily stunned when she saw Han Qingxin, her eyes showing traces of amazement.

She was stunned that this scoundrel had found another woman, and amazed because this woman was too beautiful and elegant, quite on par with Shen Yuexin.

Ye Ling stood up, took Mu Ninghan's hand and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Han Qingxin, your sister. She had some issues earlier, so I couldn't introduce her to you."

"Qingxin, this is Mu Ninghan, your younger sister from now on," Ye Ling introduced to Han Qingxin.

Both women smiled warmly, shook hands, and Mu Ninghan cheerfully spoke to Han Qingxin, "Sister, this guy is quite sly. We need to keep an eye on him in the future."

"Of course. This guy is as crafty as they come," Han Qingxin warmed up to Mu Ninghan's politeness, and opened up easily.

The two women chatted happily. Meanwhile, Ye Ling asked Mu Ninghan to find Mo Xing a girl to accompany him for drinks, and she was really quite attractive.