The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 58

Missing Piece In Your Destiny

Although Wen Yan was exhausted to the point of fainting, he didn’t sleep soundly during this nap. He didn’t know if it was the noisy bird chirping outside that disturbed his dreams.

Throughout his slumber, he kept hearing someone speaking, as if there were constant murmurs in his mind, like the chirping of sparrows, and the tone was quite familiar.

In his dream, he also saw a courtyard.

It was probably winter at this time, and the yard had no colorful flowers or plants, only evergreen trees. The artificial mountains and flowing water in the yard were quite pleasing, and the winding paths added a touch of artistic conception. In the open space, a simple long table was set up with various candies, fruits, and a pair of burning dragon and phoenix candles. A large red character “喜” (happiness) was affixed to the table.

There were clearly no figures in the yard, but there was a lively voice that kept on chattering incessantly.

Wen Yan furrowed his brow, wondering how someone could be more talkative than him.

Only that noisy voice continued, saying, “I’ve seen everything in my life, but it’s the first time I’m getting married, oh no, marrying a demon, I’m a bit nervous.”

“I say, you big demon, why are you so petty? Getting married and not even giving me face. I just complimented the newly recruited junior apprentice next door, what’s wrong with that? Fine, in my heart, no one looks better than you, so give me a smile.”

“From today onwards, you are my partner, and we will be together for eternity, never to be separated.”

Each sentence was like a headache-inducing disturbance.

Clearly full of joy, but in this overly quiet atmosphere, against the backdrop of a pair of dragon and phoenix candles, there was a somewhat inexplicable sense of desolation and loneliness.

Wen Yan furrowed his brow in his dream.

Although it was just a few words, he could discern that it was a scene from a simple and crude wedding ceremony – no witnesses, no friends and family, not even decent decorations. There were only two people, a pair of red candles, and the exchange of vows.

He could also sense that the owner of the always-laughing voice was genuinely happy from the bottom of their heart, not knowing how to contain their joy.

Yet, for some reason, Wen Yan didn’t like this voice at all. It not only felt noisy, but he also found the person unreliable, possibly someone using sweet words to deceive others into marriage.

However, he couldn’t see the face of this person, only the pair of red candles in the courtyard burning continuously, with candle tears dripping layer by layer and solidifying on the base of the candlestick, resembling the tears of a beautiful woman.

Wen Yan was curious about the other participant in this wedding, wondering which unfortunate soul was fooled into such a simple and crude ceremony. What kind of gullible person would agree to such a marriage?

As he pondered, another voice echoed, even more familiar than the previous one, almost a daily presence in his ears, teasing his heartstrings at any opportunity.

The unfortunate participant seemed to be consciously holding on, as if afraid that the person in front of them would run away.

“You said it yourself, for eternity, never to be separated. I don’t care if you’ll regret marrying a demon like me in the future, but since you’ve sworn today, you can’t leave me anymore.”

Wen Yan: “…”

Damn, is this dream too intense?

Why does the voice of this unfortunate person sound exactly like Rong Xiao? It’s almost enough to make someone explode.

He was close to being infuriated but trapped in the dream, unable to wake up, only able to fret in place.

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom of the villa—

Wen Yan still lay peacefully in bed, sleeping soundly, oblivious to everything. Despite his peaceful appearance, his lips were cracked, and there were marks of kisses on his neck, collarbone, and even wrists, portraying a pitiful and ravaged look.

By his bedside, a group of physicians surrounded him, with Rong Xiao and Yu Bu Wen sitting on a nearby sofa, watching the physicians examine Wen Yan.

Unlike Wen Yan, who had passed out from exhaustion, Rong Xiao hadn’t slept at all.

As the effects of the love Elixir gradually faded from his system, he woke up. However, by this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and Wen Yan, cradled in his arms, looked miserable, clutching a small piece of blanket. His exposed skin was marked with either fingerprints or kiss marks.

Rong Xiao almost panicked, as he keenly felt that his injuries had somewhat recovered. The constant drain of life force within him had finally shown signs of stopping.

But he had no joy. Instead, he felt a wave of panic, wondering how much spiritual power he had drained from Wen Yan.

He couldn’t be bothered to settle the score with Yu Bu Wen at the moment and immediately ordered him to bring the physicians over.

Yu Bu Wen had been waiting outside and quickly brought the medical team with him.

Before the physicians entered, Rong Xiao held Wen Yan and had already checked Wen Yan’s pulse. He felt that his pulse was still fine, which barely eased his tension. Afterward, he probed the loss of spiritual energy within Wen Yan’s body.

However, soon, he furrowed his brows.

Why couldn’t he feel any spiritual energy in Wen Yan?

For the first time, he doubted his own proficiency. Otherwise, how could Wen Yan’s situation be so strange?

Fortunately, at this moment, Yu Bu Wen had already brought the physicians over. The core physicians of the medical center were almost all brought here, filling the room.

Rong Xiao timely made way, letting the physicians examine Wen Yan.

His gaze remained fixed on Wen Yan, his face frighteningly dark. Although he didn’t say a word, he still exerted immense pressure on the physicians.

Beside him was Yu Bu Wen, equally pressured.

The two big shots were simultaneously watching intently, their demonic aura filling the entire space, making the physicians’ legs tremble a bit.

Luckily, they were also experienced with supernatural beings. After a brief discomfort, they diligently examined Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was sleeping soundly, not waking up despite being manipulated like this.

But as the physicians examined and observed, confusion appeared on their faces.

“What’s going on?” Rong Xiao, who had been closely watching, couldn’t help but ask when he saw the physicians looking puzzled. “What happened to him?”

Yu Bu Wen also looked over nervously.

The physicians didn’t know how to answer appropriately.

It’s not that something happened.

It’s that nothing happened at all.

Finally, the most experienced among them stepped forward to speak.

With difficulty, he reported to Rong Xiao, “Sir, the young master’s spiritual power hasn’t decreased, and all indicators are normal. In other words, he is currently… very healthy.”

Actually, this statement was still quite subtle. Wen Yan wasn’t just healthy; his spiritual power was gushing out like a spring in automatic circulation.

If it weren’t for knowing that Rong Xiao’s injuries had somewhat improved, one might suspect that Rong Xiao was the one who had been drained of spiritual energy.

“Impossible,” Rong Xiao didn’t believe it at all. “My injuries are showing signs of healing, how can he not have any loss?”

He walked quickly to Wen Yan’s side, intending to say something, but found that Wen Yan’s face was rosy, showing no signs of decay.

Yu Bu Wen also came over, grabbing Wen Yan’s hand unbelievably, and gently covering Wen Yan’s pulse. Although they weren’t specialists in this field, they could still get a general idea.

Yu Bu Wen also looked puzzled and said to Rong Xiao, “He seems to be really fine.”

The physicians timely presented the examination results to Rong Xiao.

From both a human and a supernatural being perspective, Wen Yan appeared perfectly healthy.

Rong Xiao silently looked at the report.

Wen Yan, perhaps tired of being manipulated by these people, snorted discontentedly, turned over, and buried his head in the blanket.

Even Rong Xiao had to admit.

Wen Yan seemed to be perfectly fine.

But he still couldn’t be at ease and asked the physician, “If he’s fine, why isn’t he waking up?”

The physician hesitated.

One of them glanced at Rong Xiao and then at Wen Yan, had to tactfully say, “If you run a night marathon, you’ll also be so tired that you won’t immediately wake up.”

Wen Yan wasn’t anything else; he was simply exhausted from experiencing his first time with Rong Xiao.

But even with three times the courage, the physician dared not say such a thing. After saying it, he immediately lowered his head, eyes focused on his nose and nose focused on his heart.

Rong Xiao: “…………”

Yu Bu Wen: “…………”

Yu Bu Wen looked at Wen Yan, silently covered Wen Yan with the blanket, and then glanced at Rong Xiao with a gaze full of reproach.

Rong Xiao had nothing to say to justify himself. Knowing that Wen Yan was really okay, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. However, there was still a lingering concern about where Wen Yan’s spiritual power came from. Initially, they all thought Wen Yan had natural spirit bones, and he did indeed exhibit the characteristics of spirit bones.

But now, upon closer inspection, he seemed less and less like one.

Rong Xiao informed the physicians of this concern.

Yu Bu Wen added, “Young Master’s current strength is terrifying. Even I, in a real fight, am no match for him.”

Rong Xiao looked at Yu Bu Wen with surprise.

Yu Bu Wen was straightforward, saying, “In our recent spar, I didn’t hold back. He defeated me with just one move.”

In the entire demon realm, besides Rong Xiao, only a few could defeat him, but none could do so in just a few moves.

The physicians hadn’t encountered such a situation before.

They speculated, “Perhaps The young master Wen has a special type of spirit bone, but it’s also possible that he is not a spirit bone but a cultivator. His body seems naturally able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for personal use. So, even if Mr. Rong took away his spiritual power, he quickly replenished it.”

Seeing that Rong Xiao’s brows were still furrowed, the physicians found it a bit amusing. It was the first time they had seen the usually calm Mr. Rong so nervous.

The physician chuckled and said to Rong Xiao, “From our current observations, the spiritual power in the Young master’s body is fused with him. It’s not forcibly taken from elsewhere; it’s inherently his. In other words, this is harmless.”

“In other words,” the physician pushed up his glasses, with a smile of relief, “he is indeed the missing piece in your destiny. Perhaps he is a treasure specially bestowed upon you by the heavens.”

Rong Xiao glanced at the physician.

Since they met two thousand years ago, this physician had been in contact with him.

Although their interactions were not frequent, they were not mere acquaintances.

Rong Xiao remained silent for a while before chuckling softly.

“Thank you for your kind words,” Rong Xiao said.

He held Wen Yan’s hand, his hand slightly cool, while Wen Yan’s hand was always warm, like a piece of warm jade held in his palm.

This warmth spread from his palm to his chest.

Liberating him from boundless coldness.