After Xuan Mo's declaration — the "I choose her" heard across six realms — the sky DID NOT TAKE IT WELL.
Thunder cracked without clouds.Moons flickered.Stars rearranged themselves in what looked suspiciously like a cosmic swear word.
Lin Yue stood frozen. "Is… is the sky upset?"
Xuan Mo answered calmly, "The heavens dislike disobedience."
Another star blinked out.
Lin Yue pointed. "That one?? What did that one do??"
"It opposed me."
"Oh my god, you're playing chess with constellations."
He stepped toward her, expression carved with defiance.
"The heavens do not dictate my choices."
"You're LITERALLY defying cosmic law for me!"
"I have defied worse," he murmured.
She stared at him, heart pounding.
"Xuan Mo… you don't even know if I'm worth all this."
His gaze deepened, eclipsed moonlight burning fierce.
"I have already decided."
She opened her mouth — but a violent pulse of qi shuddered through the palace.
Xuan Mo's eyes sharpened. "The Conclave Chamber is under attack."
"AGAIN?!" she shrieked.
He swept her into his arms before she could protest.
"We are going."
"We're WHAT—"
The world blurred.
He teleported them both straight into disaster.