I alone am the Honoured One!

Lying back on the headboard of the bed, Zhao Tian looked down at Zhaou Hanyue, who was kneeling in front of him, sucking his dick.

He gently patted her head as she rolled her tongue on the tip of his dick, teasing him.

With a chuckle, he muttered "Seems like you really like it..."

She pulled back her lips and kissed the tip of his cock "Yeah... your thing is big and good to suck on and I can tease you..."

As she spoke, she gently bit the tip of his head, making him wince in mild pain "Don’t bite..."

She giggled and licked to soothe the pain.

Her lips curled into a grin, and she dove back in, sucking the tip hard.

She swirled her tongue around it, teasing the sensitive ridge until his thighs tensed under her hands.

"Hanyue…" he muttered and his hand tightened in her hair as he felt her hot muck making his dick messy.

She pulled back slowly, letting his cock slip out with a wet pop as a string of spit stretched from her lips to the tip before it snapped.

She kissed it again, soft little pecks all over the head and then down the shaft as her lips brushed the veins.

Her lips were tightly sealed around the shaft as she bobbed her head slowly, taking him deeper.

"Haaa… damn…" he groaned, his head tipping back against the headboard and his hand patted her head again, encouraging her.

She pulled back with a wet pop as spit dripped messily down her chin, and grinned up at him, before kissing the tip again.

Her hands kept playing with his testicles, rolling them in her palm as she sucked him deeper.

Her throat squeezed his dick tightly as she gagged again, "Mmph—!"

She didn’t let up and shook her head fast, now up and down relentlessly as her lips became slick and swollen.

His whole body tensed and his hand gripped her hair tightly as he shot his load, hot spurts flooding her mouth.

"Urghh…" he grunted as cum spilled over her tongue, hitting the back of her throat as she moaned softly. "Mmm…"

She didn’t pull back and sucked him through it as her tongue swirled lapped up every drop.

His cum leaked out the corners of her mouth, dripping messy down her chin, but she kept going.

She pulled back slowly as a thick string of spit and cum stretched from her lips to his cock before it snapped, and she licked her lips, grinning up at him.

"Haaa…" he sighed, and he patted her head weakly.

She laughed, wiping her chin "Well.. I am tired now... and my cheeks also hurt a little."

He smiled softly "You sleep, dear..."

...

Looking at the sleeping face of Zhou Hanyue, Zhao Tian smiled slightly before gently pulling the blanket over her, ensuring she remained warm.

Draped in loose robes, he stepped out of the room, ensuring not to wake her.

The corridor was dimly lit by the pale glow of the moon filtering through the wooden latticed windows.

It was already midnight, and the rain had long ceased, leaving only the cold gusts of wind to sweep through the air.

He exhaled softly, closing his eyes for a brief moment as a familiar pang of guilt pressed upon his heart.

’I am enjoying myself, while Jing’er is still waiting to be revived...’

At this time, he sensed a presence approaching him and he raised his gaze to look at Ji Shuang, who is walking towards him.

She is in her usual nightwear, showcasing her ample curves and her big breasts "Sect Master..."

Reaching him, she smiled gently "I was just outside my room, and that’s when I sensed your presence and saw you walking around here..."

"So came to check on you."

His gaze flickered toward her momentarily before he nodded, turning back to the night sky. "I see…" he murmured, leaning against the wooden railing of the corridor.

The moonlight spilled across his face, highlighting the tiredness in his eyes.

She leaned beside him and looked at him for a moment "What happened? Couldn’t sleep at night..."

With a sigh, he nodded his head "Yeah, kind of..."

She hummed in response, her gaze shifting to the night sky "Same here. And surely, we meet a lot during nights, hm?"

Hearing this, he couldn’t help but chuckle "Yeah..."

They just stayed silent for a moment as the gust of the cool wind brushed their skin "That reminds me... why were you asking about ruptures to Empress earlier?"

"Are you curious about those natural phenomena."

Hearing this, Zhao Tians’s gaze squinted and a flicker of hesitation passed through his expression before he responded, "Nothing… It’s just…"

He trailed off for a moment as he again looked at her.

She has really helped him a lot after he joined the sect and even saved his life two times.

And whatnot; she already knows the secrets of his physique.

Out of everyone, she was perhaps one of the very few people he could truly really trust.

It won’t hurt to tell her the truth, right?

He raised his hand and a noise barrier appeared around them.

Ji Shuang frowned and with a deep sigh, Zhao Tian began to tell her everything.

About his first rupture experience, the heavenly One, his artifact, and... the way to revive Yao Jing.

...

"What?"

After hearing everything, Ji Shuang stood there silently for a few seconds, contemplating what she had just heard.

What the hell?

Her eyes trembled and she took a step back in utter shock "H-Huh?"

Looking at her reaction, he reached out for her hand and gently held it "I know it’s a lot to take in, but... it’s the truth."

She closed her eyes for a moment as she asked "So, now... you want to enter the rupture to find the soul shards of the First heavenly One... with not even a confirmation that it will have the information to revive a soul?"

With a nod, he replied "Yeah.. pretty much."

Her eyes quivered upon hearing this "Do you know how stupid you sound? You are risking your whole life for something... that might not even be real."

With a sigh, Zhao Tian spoke "It is not stupid. Even if there is a sliver of hope, I need to try it to revive Jing’er."

Ji Shuang’s eyes softened slightly at the mention of Yao Jing.

She knew how much she meant to him. But… this was beyond reckless.

She stepped forward, closing the distance between them and her voice dropped to a softer, pleading tone. "Tian, listen to me. I know you love her so much… but this is far too risky."

She placed a hand on his chest "And you have to know that Yao Jing is not your only lover. You have many other lovers who are depending on you."

"You are risking not only your life but their lives too."

She shook her head, a sad smile forming on her lips. "Don’t do this."

Zhao Tian tried to reassure her "Sect Master, don’t worry... I have already been in a rupture and I have experience."

"And now my knowledge of my space energy has increased, so I can surely survive a rupture."

But still, she shook her head "No, you are not doing that, Tian."

Zhao Tian exhaled a soft sigh, trying to reason with her "Listen to m-"

"No."

But she interrupted him and shook her head "No, please listen to me.. Tian. Don’t do this."

Her voice wavered as she spoke, and that was when Zhao Tian noticed the way her hands trembled slightly at her sides.

His gaze locked onto her purple eyes, and for the first time, he noticed the sheen of tears forming within her eyes.

Ji Shuang, the strong, proud, always composed Sect Master, is standing before him, desperately holding back her emotions.

Her lips pressed together as she closed her eyes, and then, a quiet sob escaped from them.

Zhao Tian froze.

Huh?

Ji Shuang… is crying?

Before he could say anything, she stepped forward, closing the distance between them, and pressed her forehead against his shoulder.

"Tian…" her voice was muffled against his robes "You are the only one left for me."

Zhao Tian’s entire body stiffened and her next words came in a hushed whisper.

"I lost Jing’er. I lost my father too. Now you are the only one remaining... please don’t leave me."

His heart clenched in shock.

Her father is dead?

In the three months that he was immersed in Alchemy?

Zhao Tian’s breath caught in his throat. He had no idea.

He had been so focused on training that he didn’t realize what was happening around him.

Ji Shuang’s fingers curled around the fabric of his robes, gripping them tightly, "Please… I beg you. Please... be with me."

His eyes trembled as he looked down at the woman clinging to him.

The Sect Master of the Jade Eclipse Sect, the woman who carried herself with pride and authority, was now standing before him… like this.

She is speaking as a woman who was afraid of being left behind.

His chest tightened painfully.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, and with a deep breath, he raised his arms.

Then he gently wrapped them around her, pulling her into his embrace.

His hand rested on the back of her head as his fingers threaded through her long purple hair, while his other arm held her firmly against him.

Her body tensed briefly at the contact, but then… she melted into his hold.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

The cold night air wrapped around them, but Zhao Tian could feel the warmth of her body against his.

Ji Shuang trembled slightly in his arms, but she didn’t pull away from the hug.

Zhao Tian exhaled slowly, lowering his head.

"Alright..."

A shaky breath escaped from Ji Shuang’s lips, and she gripped him even tighter.

The wind howled softly through the corridor, but in that moment, all Zhao Tian could hear was the quiet sound of Ji Shuang’s breathing against him.

He hadn’t realized it before, but…

She has been carrying her pain alone.

Just like he had been.