Myth Beyond Heaven

"General secretary?" Yun Lintian's surprise was evident. This was the highest rank in the military. Why hadn't he heard of him?

"His name is Li Zong. He's been retired for a decade now," Ye Ling explained further.

"Li Zong, I see." Yun Lintian recognized the name. "Why does he want to see me? Don't tell me he's planning to marry his granddaughter off to me and give me a villa as a dowry?"

Ye Ling burst into laughter. "You should stop reading those novels already."

Yun Lintian chuckled. He had already located Li Zong using his spiritual sense. The man's villa was just a few kilometers away.

"You should take the time to see him," Ye Ling advised gently. "He genuinely wants to meet you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept asking for you over the past year."

"I will," Yun Lintian agreed. He was sure this wasn't a simple matter like repaying a debt of gratitude.

"Do you want to join us?" he inquired.

"No, I'm heading back now. Have fun, everyone," Ye Ling said with a shake of her head. "Oh, if you have a chance, you could visit me at the hospital. We have a challenging case on our hands, and we're short-staffed on surgeons."

"Sure," Yun Lintian smiled.

"It was good seeing you again," Ye Ling said warmly before walking away under everyone's watchful eyes.

"I think she likes you," Lynn suddenly chimed in. "Why not give her a chance? Look, she has a fantastic figure."

Yun Lintian turned deaf ears and quickly walked away.

Lynn laughed and followed after him.

High above, Long Qingxuan and Zhang Yu observed the scene calmly.

"This seems like the life he's always wanted," Zhang Yu remarked softly. It was the first time she had seen Yun Lintian so relaxed.

Long Qingxuan remained silent, but her gaze lingered on Lynn and Yun Lintian. An unfamiliar feeling bloomed in her chest – a pang of jealousy.

Suddenly, Yun Yi materialized beside them. "I've found traces of a dimensional stone and traces of my master's aura."

Zhang Yu's brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean? Did the Beyond Heaven King reside here before?"

"No," Yun Yi shook his head. "From what I've gathered, the dimensional stone was given to this country's government by Lintian's father, Yun Wuhan."

"Yun Wuhan? That name doesn't ring a bell," Zhang Yu admitted, frowning slightly.

"Neither does it for me," Yun Yi said with a hint of doubt. "He definitely isn't part of the Yun Clan I'm familiar with. There's no record of him anywhere. It's as if he vanished into thin air."

Zhang Yu and Yun Yi were plunged into deep contemplation.

After a leisurely stroll and a satisfying meal, Yun Lintian's group returned to the villa to rest.

Inside his bedroom, Yun Lintian had just finished showering and was getting ready for bed. It was a rare chance for him to experience a semblance of normalcy again.

"How are you two? Do you feel uncomfortable living here?" Yun Lintian asked Qingqing and Linlin, who were playfully rolling around on the large bed.

"Even though the air quality is terrible, I find it quite interesting," Qingqing replied honestly.

"It's Big Brother Yun's hometown, so I like it," Linlin added softly.

Yun Lintian climbed into bed and gently pulled Linlin into a hug. "We haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time. Let's get some rest."

Linlin nestled her head against his chest and closed her eyes contentedly. Meanwhile, Qingqing stopped playing and obediently lay beside him, falling asleep within seconds.

An hour later, Yun Lintian opened his eyes and glanced towards Lynn's room. His spiritual sense revealed her tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Perhaps the year's ordeal still weighed heavily on her.

Quietly, Yun Lintian rose and made his way to her door. As he left the room, Linlin stirred, briefly pouting her lips in disappointment. However, she made no move to stop him, simply closing her eyes once more.

Reaching Lynn's door, Yun Lintian knocked softly. "Can I come in?"

Startled, Lynn took a moment before approaching the door. She opened it with a happy smile.

Lynn greeted warmly. "Why are you here?"

Yun Lintian reached out and took her hand, guiding her back inside. Gently ushering her onto the bed, he inquired, "This past year must have been incredibly difficult for you."

Touched, Lynn leaned comfortably against his shoulder. "It was indeed a harsh year, but ultimately, it all seems worthwhile."

Without the burning desire for vengeance, she might have succumbed long ago, and she would never have had a chance to meet Yun Lintian again.

Yun Lintian offered no further words, pulling her into a comforting embrace.

Lynn nestled her head against his broad chest, eyes closed, savoring this long-awaited moment.

Suddenly, a flicker of surprise crossed Lynn's face as she felt a shift against her body. Realization dawned quickly.

Yun Lintian flushed slightly, his dragon bloodline the undeniable culprit for this unexpected arousal.

Lynn lifted her head, a blush blooming on her cheeks. "Take me," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. It was a soft murmur, yet every word resonated with an intoxicating allure.

Years of separation had certainly taken their toll on Yun Lintian's self-control. With Lynn's words acting as the final push, he gently lowered her onto the bed. Gazing into her eyes, he sought confirmation. "Are you absolutely certain?"

Lynn playfully rolled her eyes and pinched his arm. "Why are you asking this. It's killing the mood, you know?"

A smile tugged at Yun Lintian's lips. He leaned down, sealing her words with a kiss. His hand began a slow exploration, drawing a soft moan from Lynn.

Soon, their clothes lay discarded, and two figures intertwined, their movements accompanied by a symphony of whispers and sighs.

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"Good news, Grandpa Li! I met Lintian today. He's back."After returning home, Ye Ling dialed Li Zong's number to share the news.

Over the past year, she'd grown close to Li Zong, and he had also treated her like his granddaughter.

"Really? Did you mention me?" Li Zong's voice crackled over the phone.

"Yes, of course. He said he'd come see you soon," Ye Ling replied.

"I see," Li Zong said softly. "You get some rest, alright? Don't push yourself too hard."

"I will," Ye Ling promised, exchanging a few more pleasantries before hanging up.

On the other side of the line, Li Zong placed his phone on the table, a curious expression etched on his face. "He's still alive?"