"Little Mule, this is your new ID card."

"From now on, your name is Chen Shuisheng. You're twenty-nine years old, with a doctorate from Capital Medical University."

Di Xuanji sat on the edge of the bed and handed a new ID card to Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu was quite depressed. "Chen Shuisheng... did you have to pick such a tacky name?"

Di Xuanji stared at him seriously. She suddenly stood up, walked over, and pinched his face. "Also, this face has to go. Don't you know the Creation Thirteen Needles? Do it yourself."

Luo Xiu sighed, took out a Silver Needle, and pricked his face a few times.

In no time, his features had been rearranged into a new face. It wasn't just that his new look was different from his original one; the two were utterly unrelated.

Smiling, Di Xuanji picked up a pair of glasses and put them on him. Then she fluffed up his hair into a new style and nodded in satisfaction.

"Hmm, not bad. Now you look like a scholar—refined, handsome, and talented."

"Little Mule, you'll just have to put up with this for a while. The Ye Family incident is a huge deal. Even though I'm doing my best to keep it under wraps, some things are just impossible to contain."

"I understand."

Luo Xiu nodded lightly. He walked over to her vanity to look in the mirror and realized he really did have the air of a scholar.

"So, Chen Shuisheng, where are we going for fun today?"

Di Xuanji walked over to her wardrobe and began to select an outfit. As the Empress, all her clothes were custom-made for various occasions by a dedicated design team. However, she had very few outfits suitable for a date.

After much deliberation, she chose a blue pleated leather miniskirt, which she paired with a casual trench coat, aiming for a mature, queenly style.

"Little Mule, what color stockings do you think would look good with this miniskirt?"

Luo Xiu, still admiring his brand-new handsome face in the mirror, said nonchalantly, "If the woman is beautiful and has a great figure, she'll look good in anything."

"Hmm... then I'll wear these glossy black stockings. I bought them a while ago but haven't worn them yet."

Luo Xiu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you think black people call black stockings 'skin-toned stockings'?"

Hearing this, Di Xuanji burst out laughing. "I guess that makes sense!"

...

After they finished getting ready, Di Xuanji quietly sneaked out of the palace gates with Luo Xiu.

For her first date with the man she loved, Di Xuanji felt as if the very air was sweet. She was as happy as a little girl. She had deliberately dressed up and changed her usual style, wanting to be like any other ordinary girl on a happy date with the boy she loved...

However, when they arrived at their "date" destination, she was horrified.

A funeral home!

"Chen Shuisheng, why did you bring me to a funeral home?!"

Luo Xiu ignored her. Seemingly lost in his own world, he strolled around, quietly activating the Soul Capturing Technique to absorb the faint soul energy in the air.

After he finished, he turned to Di Xuanji and said, "Actually, there wasn't much to see here."

After walking around the entire place, he had captured very little soul energy. He felt the trip had been a complete waste of time.

"You're telling me!"

Di Xuanji shook her fists, so angry she wanted to hit someone.

Luo Xiu said, "Let's go for a walk in the cemetery."

At his words, a vein throbbed on Di Xuanji's forehead. Her long hair began to whip about wildly as a terrifying aura erupted from her.

"Chen. Shui. Sheng!"

"Since we're already at the funeral home, how about I book a spot for you? After you've been cremated, I'll take your ashes to the cemetery myself!"

Scared, Luo Xiu took off running.

「At noon.」

Luo Xiu sat cross-legged on a bench somewhere in the cemetery, a faint black aura coiling around him.

Di Xuanji clutched a large milk tea and sat on a bench far away from him. She swung her stocking-clad legs, muttering and cursing under her breath, looking thoroughly wronged.

She detested this Aura of the Dead.

But considering Luo Xiu had lost his cultivation and needed a way to protect himself, she tacitly allowed him to practice this evil Necromancy. Still, the thought that what was supposed to be a date had ended up like this—in a cemetery—bothered her immensely.

Is this a Necromancer's idea of romance?

"Hey, Senior Sister, where were the bodies of the Ye Family members kept?"

As Di Xuanji was lost in thought, Luo Xiu, who had finished his cultivation, walked up to her.

"They've been buried. Why?" Di Xuanji handed her half-finished milk tea to Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu took the drink and said, "Take me there."

Di Xuanji's expression darkened. "Chen Shuisheng," she said coldly, "I've been patient with you for a long time. Don't push your luck!"

Luo Xiu was startled and muttered, "But you were the one who said you wanted to hang out with me."

Di Xuanji took a deep breath. "I don't care. I accompanied you to the funeral home this morning, and then I came to the cemetery with you. This afternoon, you listen to me!"

Luo Xiu immediately turned listless. "Where are we going?"

"On a date!"

Di Xuanji slipped her high heels back on, stood up, and pulled him away by the hand.

Luo Xiu wore an expression that said he'd lost the will to live as he let her drag him away. He had practiced Necromancy all morning for almost no gain. Whether at the funeral home or the cemetery, the amount of soul energy he could capture was pitifully small.

...

Throughout the afternoon, Di Xuanji took Luo Xiu to all sorts of places.

They rode roller coasters, played in escape rooms, joined a game of Werewolf, and went bungee jumping and skydiving...

When night fell, they went to a music festival, cheering wildly among countless other spectators.

After it was all over, they found an authentic mutton restaurant for hot pot.

While they were eating the mutton hot pot, Lu Nianjiao suddenly video-called Di Xuanji.

"Well, well, Jiao Jiao. You must not trust me with Little Mule, calling so often."

Di Xuanji held up her phone, aimed the camera at Luo Xiu, and looked triumphantly at Lu Nianjiao on the screen.

Seeing the two of them snuggled up together, Lu Nianjiao was so furious she almost went crazy.

"You shameless couple! How dare you sneak off to eat mutton hot pot without me!"

"Little Mule, you're dead when I get back!"

Luo Xiu, looking completely innocent, remained silent.

Di Xuanji, however, still looked triumphant. "What, did you call just to watch us being lovey-dovey? Jiao Jiao, I'm just now realizing you have a masochistic streak."

Lu Nianjiao's forehead bulged with veins as she snorted coldly.

"Forget it. I'll settle this account with you two later. Actually, I need to talk to Little Mule. His phone has been unreachable."

Desperate to save his own skin, Luo Xiu quickly explained, "You can't blame me. My phone is in the Jade Pendant, and there's no signal. Third Senior Sister, what's up?"

Lu Nianjiao said seriously, "I just received news that a master in Africa has located the King of Law's Tomb. That master is currently assembling a team to explore it. You should give it a try."

Luo Xiu frowned. "What's the goal?"

Lu Nianjiao explained, "It's said the Sea Oracle Map is inside the tomb. If you get it, you can bypass the Moon Tide Siphon and travel to the seabed."

"Simply put, you won't have to wait for the Moon Tide Siphon. The Sea Oracle Map will allow you to follow a special route to the seabed."

Luo Xiu didn't hesitate. "I'll go."

Lu Nianjiao added, "Alright, I'll contact you later then."

"Little Mule, Second Senior Sister is alone on the seabed, and she's in grave danger. We have no idea when the next Moon Tide Siphon will appear, so this is our only option right now."

"I understand."

「Some time later.」

After ending the video call with Lu Nianjiao, Di Xuanji looked at Luo Xiu worriedly. "Are you really going?"

Luo Xiu smiled. "Don't worry, I have help."

Di Xuanji said, "Then I'll lend you Dou Dou. With her by your side, I'll feel more at ease."

Remembering the little girl, Luo Xiu suddenly asked, "By the way, that black umbrella she carries... isn't that the Electric Jiao, one of the Ten Famous Swords?"

"Why, do you want it?"

"No, I was just curious."

Di Xuanji spoke earnestly, "Although Dou Dou is very old and is even Di Jiao's senior, her mind is that of a seven or eight-year-old. I've always treated her like my own little sister, so you'd better not bully her."

"I'm more worried about her bullying me," Luo Xiu retorted with a pout.

"Hey, beautiful. How about we get a late-night snack together?"

Just then, a man's voice came from behind them, instantly shattering the romantic atmosphere.

Di Xuanji turned to see a young man in a casual suit. Behind him stood a large group of bodyguards.

The young man's gaze fixed on Di Xuanji's stunning figure, his eyes filled with undisguised lust. He plopped down right next to her, draped an arm over her shoulder, and completely ignored Luo Xiu.

"Beauty, I noticed you back at the music festival," he said smoothly. "I never believed in love at first sight, but now I do. It must be fate that brought us together."

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