Sleeping under the moon in the dark forest, a soft-boned rabbit nestles warmly in your embrace.

The dust of sealing the God Realm Passage and unifying the Douluo Continent had finally settled.

The once war-torn land had returned to peace. The shadow of the Spirit Hall had completely dissipated. Humans and Spirit Beasts no longer slaughtered each other, and the entire continent was immersed in a long-awaited tranquility. Standing at the apex of power and authority, Su Chen did not indulge in the glory of his conquest. Instead, he fulfilled his promise, beginning to spend time alone with each of the fifteen beauties, making up for the lack of intimacy during their shared journey of battle.

The first stop he chose was the Black Forest.

This secluded and mysterious woodland held the softest place in Xiao Wu's heart. No noise, no politics, no powerful enemies lurking—only moonlight, tree shadows, the sound of the wind, and a peace that belonged solely to the two of them.

Night fell, and the Black Forest was draped in a hazy silver veil.

Towering ancient trees reached for the sky, their interwoven branches and leaves blotting out the heavens. Only fragmented moonlight filtered through the gaps, scattering shimmering patches on the ground. A gentle mist filled the woods, carrying the fresh scent of grass and earth. Occasionally, nocturnal creatures would flit by, but none dared approach this area guarded by the God-Defying Power.

Deep within the forest, a simple yet exquisite treehouse stood quietly.

This was the private retreat Su Chen had prepared especially for Xiao Wu. It lacked lavish decoration, containing only the fragrance of raw wood and the warmth of nature. Soft furs covered the floor, fresh wildflowers adorned the window sill, and a hearth fire burned steadily, filling the room with cozy light.

Xiao Wu wore a long pink and white dress, with no spirit tools or ornaments. Her long hair was loosely tied up, a few strands falling by her cheeks. The sharpness that once filled her lively eyes during battles had vanished, replaced only by tenderness and attachment.

She gently leaned into Su Chen's embrace, curling up like a Soft Bones Rabbit that had found its home. The scent unique to him filled her heart.

Su Chen lowered his head, his fingertips lightly tracing her delicate face before moving to gently stroke the soft, cute rabbit ears on her head.

The rabbit ears twitched slightly, transmitting a warm, tactile sensation. Xiao Wu let out a soft whimper, snuggling deeper into his arms, her own arms tightening around his waist as she pressed her ear against his chest.

"Su Chen..."

Xiao Wu's voice was soft, sweet, and tinged with a sigh of contentment. "This is perfect."

No tension from the Spirit Master Tournament, no pursuit from the Spirit Hall, no pressure from the God Realm, no life-or-death struggles.

Only moonlight, only the treehouse, only the wind, only him.

Su Chen's eyes were filled with melting tenderness. He pressed a light kiss to her smooth forehead, his voice low and doting:

"Yes, it is perfect."

He pointed towards the window at the moonlight and stars:

"Look, tonight's moon is so bright, and the stars are so clear."

Xiao Wu followed his gaze, her eyes curving into crescents, a sweet smile spreading across her face.

She had grown up in the Star Dou Great Forest and loved moonlight and starlight most of all. But after leaving the forest and meeting Su Chen, she had followed him through countless dangers and battles, rarely having such peaceful moments to simply watch the moon together.

"Before I met you, I used to watch the moon alone in the forest," Xiao Wu murmured softly, a hint of past melancholy in her voice. "I always felt lonely. But after meeting you, I never felt lonely again."

Su Chen's heart softened. He tightened his arms around her.

He knew the hardships she had endured. From a carefree hundred-thousand-year Soft Bones Rabbit to following him through countless perils—from the Star Dou Great Forest to the Douluo Continent, from the mortal world to the edge of the God Realm—she had never retreated, never left.

"You will never be lonely again," Su Chen's voice was firm yet gentle, like an eternal vow. "Every day from now on, I will watch the moon with you."

"Every day?" Xiao Wu looked up at him, her sparkling eyes filled with surprised disbelief. "But what about governing the continent? What about cultivation?"

"None of that matters now," Su Chen chuckled, gently tapping her nose. "Unifying the continent, ending the strife—everything I did was not for dominion or power. It was to create a world where you, and all of you, could live in peace and happiness, free from worry."

"Now that it's done, the passage sealed, and peace restored, all my remaining days are for you."

Xiao Wu's nose tingled, her eyes welling up with unshed tears.

She buried her face in his chest, her voice choked but brimming with happiness:

"Su Chen... I really, really like you..."

"I know," Su Chen whispered, resting his chin on her head. "I like you too, Xiao Wu. From the moment I met you, this feeling has never changed."

Moonlight gently spilled through the treehouse window, bathing them in a hazy, sacred glow.

The hearth fire flickered softly, casting warm shadows.

Xiao Wu rested her head on Su Chen's chest, no longer speaking, simply listening to his heartbeat, feeling his warm embrace and gentle touch. The scent of him filled her senses, his breathing was in her ear.

All the beauty in the world was right here.

She closed her eyes, a blissful smile on her face, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

Su Chen looked down at the girl in his arms, his heart soft and peaceful.

A path of slaughter, a path of defying heaven, a path of overcoming obstacles. He had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, faced divine-level foes, and wielded the God-Defying Power.

But at this moment, holding this gentle girl, he finally understood what he had truly been fighting for all along.

Not power, not fame, not invincibility.

It was this moment of peace, with his beloved in his arms, under the gentle moonlight.

"Hold me like this forever, okay?" Xiao Wu murmured, a hint of sleepy drowsiness in her voice. "Don't let go. Never."

"Okay."

Su Chen's reply was soft, a single word carrying the weight of a thousand pounds—an eternal vow.

"I'll hold you forever. Never letting go."

He lowered his head and gently kissed her soft lips, as light as moonlight touching the ground.

Xiao Wu responded softly, her breath sweet and warm.

The long night stretched on, the moonlight endless. In the treehouse deep in the Black Forest, there was no noise, no conflict—only a pair of figures embracing each other, freezing time into eternity within the gentle night.

The wind rustled through the treetops, whispering like a blessing for them.

The moonlight remained gentle, the stars remained bright, the embrace remained warm.

Xiao Wu fell into a deep sleep in Su Chen's arms, a serene and content smile on her face.

Su Chen remained perfectly still, holding her, afraid to disturb her sweet dreams. His gaze, filled with tenderness, rested upon her, repeating that silent oath in his heart, over and over.

Every day from now on, I will watch the moon with you.

Every day, I will hold you like this.

From night to dawn, from the mortal world to all realms, never to part.

This night, the Black Forest was silent, filled only with love that gentled the long night and warmed the years.

This night was Su Chen and Xiao Wu's private time—the most precious tenderness after the great war, the gentlest witness to their sweet vows.

And this, was merely the beginning.