TSFLIP Chapter 416

Feng Guang let out a soft laugh.

“But… I know another spell.”

Suddenly, the wound on her chest, which had just stopped bleeding, began to flow again. But instead of dripping downward, the blood extended outward—like a crimson thread—stretching from her wound to his heart.

That thread of blood passed through Fang Yue’s body, weaving its way through his organs. As her spiritual energy flowed into him, it wrapped around his soul.

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“The Longevity Curse…”

Fang Yue muttered in shock before his expression contorted with rage. He tightened his grip on her hand.

“Stop it! Feng Guang, I’m telling you to stop!”

She leaned weakly against his chest, exhaling softly. It was as if she didn’t notice his anger or the panic in his voice. Instead, she spoke with an almost casual tone:

“Back then… in the library, I remember thinking—who would be foolish enough to sacrifice their own life willingly… just to protect someone from spirits and demons? I never imagined… that the fool would be me.”

The Longevity Curse didn’t grant immortality.

It merely shielded someone from all ghosts, demons, and dark forces.

She couldn’t stop Yi Mu’s spell, nor did she have the power to take Fang Yue away.

So she thought—since she’d already been stabbed and lost so much blood, she might as well put it to good use.

But… the backlash came too fast.

Her legs gave out entirely, and she could no longer stand.

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“Feng Guang… you can’t leave me.”

Fang Yue fell to one knee, clutching her in his arms.

There was so much fear in his voice—so much desperation that it was heartbreaking to hear.

Feng Guang’s breathing was faint, but she still forced a weak smile.

“Fang Yue… I told you, you’re too foolish. Without me… what will you do?”

“So you can’t leave.”

Fang Yue clung to that thought like a drowning man to driftwood. He grabbed her trembling hand and pressed it against his face.

“Feng Guang… I’m too foolish. You wouldn’t have the heart to abandon me, would you?”

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To trade one’s own life… in exchange for another’s peace.

She suddenly recalled the words written in that old book about the Longevity Curse.

She had always been afraid of pain, afraid of death.

Yet now… she felt no fear at all.

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“Fang Yue… Xiaoxiao…”

She gathered her last strength, lifted her head, and whispered into his ear:

“I left Xiaoxiao with your little junior brother… He… he’s a good child…”

“The Ghost Gate opens once every seven hundred years. I did the calculations—the real opening is coming soon. And that old bastard… he wasted his cultivation forcing it open early.”

“You just have to survive until the real Ghost Gate opens… and walk out alive.”

“When that day comes, you must take Xiaoxiao home.”

The Ghost Gate would open naturally in a few days—it was a fixed law of the universe.

Yi Mu had forced it open today, but that didn’t change the fact that it would open again at its destined time.

As long as Fang Yue survived until then, he could escape.

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Fang Yue clutched her hand tightly.

“I don’t want Xiaoxiao… Feng Guang, I only want you. Stay with me.”

Her breath grew weaker.

“If… if you ever dare to mistreat Xiaoxiao… I won’t forgive you, even as a ghost.”

Her voice was broken, fragmented, but she still forced out the words:

“Fang Yue… Xiaoxiao is our daughter. You have to… You must protect her well.”

“And… when I’m gone… You must never, ever get hurt again.”

“I won’t be there to save you next time.”

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That was her only concern.

Fang Yue lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers.

“I promise you… I won’t get hurt again.”

Feng Guang’s lips curled into a relieved smile.

Her eyes slowly lost focus.

And finally… they closed.