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Returning to their residence, the banquet had ended, and it was already late at night.
Zhen Xian, who insisted that she could manage a household and raise children at the age of fourteen, took a couple of sips of wine. She spoke sweet nothings that ordinary women would never dare to utter, her expression lazy yet filled with a hint of cleverness as she nestled against Lin Qiubai's broad chest.
Lin Qiubai was taken aback.
The little girl rubbed her face against him like a kitten. The aftereffects of the alcohol soon made her fall into a deep sleep, mumbling in her dreams.
Her murmurs were filled with painful memories, and clear tears slipped down her delicate face.
Lin Qiubai held her tightly, feeling heartbroken.
This little girl had been plagued by illness since she became aware of the world around her.
For a year, she had spent ten months weakly lying on a sickbed.
The good doctor had determined that she would not live past fifteen, and the alchemist was at a loss for her strange condition.
In the dim light of her childhood, she managed to maintain a lively and quirky personality, which was indeed not easy.
Thinking of this, Lin Qiubai lowered his head and carefully examined Zhen Xian's face.
Her rosy cheeks had just the right amount of baby fat, and a silly sweet smile hung on her lips. Her large eyes were like paintings, her delicate nose finely drawn, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Her beauty was unique and impressive, easily distinguishable from that of ordinary beauties.
"Will Xiao Xian be caught by that Giant Dragon?"
In her dreams, the little girl's face wrinkled in distress. She looked pitiful as she suddenly clutched Lin Qiubai's chest tightly, almost with some force, causing him to feel a slight sting.
"No way, with me around, the Dragon Clan can't touch you at all. If he dares to come, I dare to kill. At worst, I'll suppress the entire Dragon Clan and seize their Fortune."
Lin Qiubai kissed the Little Girl's ear gently, whispering sweet words into her dreams, soothing her fragmented nightmares.
Are you moved?
It seems so.
The Little Girl's passionate expression of love stirred something soft within Lin Qiubai, perhaps a protective instinct, awakening unusual feelings in his heart.
Amidst the swirling thoughts, a strange cry suddenly echoed from outside the city.
It was the Giant Roc.
With Azure Feathers, it resembled a giant eagle, its wingspan nearly two meters wide. It was incredibly fast, capable of traveling millions of miles in a day.
Thus, they were often used to convey important news.
At this moment, outside Youyun City, thousands of Giant Rocs circled and cried out, each tied with a gilded message tube at their feet.
The Holy Dragon Guard released them one by one.
The hurricane howled outside the city as those Giant Rocs raced toward the Sect and families millions of miles away at an astonishing speed...
This was the long-standing tradition of Youyun Prefecture: the Million-Mile Roc delivering news.
In the night, the Giant Roc flew into one splendid Sect after another.
After a few breaths, a swift Giant Roc entered the Beast Taming Sect. Yuan Danqiu's tears streamed down his face as the candlelight flickered violently before him.
After a quarter of an hour, the Elders were in an uproar.
As dawn approached, sects from hundreds of thousands of miles away came to present gifts and congratulations.
The line of people stretched endlessly, with no end in sight.
Far away in the Northern Liang Province, the Ancient Artifact Sect also received news from Youyun Prefecture.
Lin Shuangyue had learned about it as well.
She sadly rolled up the Golden Letter Tube.
Taking slow steps, she arrived at the entrance of the Desolate Secret Realm, which Lin Chuxue insisted on entering.
This place was fraught with peril.
Yet her niece stubbornly charged in.
"Are you still alive in there? The young man you have been thinking about day and night is making a name for himself in the Youyun Secret Realm. He has suppressed the top genius from other states.
His potential is truly terrifying...
If you knew this news and had to choose again, would you back down?"
A mournful sigh drifted through the morning mist.
It seemed to penetrate the Light Barrier, traverse through layers of illusions, and reach the depths of the Forbidden Realm, falling into Lin Chuxue's ears. It aimed to awaken that infatuated girl who was lost in her obsession.
At this moment, in the depths of the Forbidden Realm, a magnificent Palace rose into the sky, reaching for the clouds and stars. The white jade stone steps spread down from the Palace.
Lin Chuxue was already covered in blood.
Kneeling on the stone steps, her knees and wrists were bleeding, and behind her, the congealed blood formed a red line, stark against the stone, a sight that was shocking.
"Are you sure you want to keep climbing? Your talent is too dull! Is it worth making such futile efforts?"
A ethereal voice came from within the Palace.
It was an Old Matron, her voice cold and emotionless, reminiscent of a ruthless master, utterly indifferent.
She scolded Lin Chuxue.
However, Lin Chuxue only slightly furrowed her delicate brow; on her pale and weak face, there was a hint of a smile.
The encounter and connection that day felt as if her original life trajectory had suddenly diverged, leading to an unexpected event that made her heart race.
Love arose from nowhere, deepening with each moment.
In the Three Thousand Great Realms, with countless continents and billions of Divine Kingdoms, amidst the endless Dynasties, why not seize the chance of love at first sight? Should one wait until something is lost to understand its value?
No, when it is time to cherish, one should not give up easily. Every girl has the right to pursue true love.
Lin Chuxue's gaze was resolute; she was a stubborn person.
Dragging her bloodied body, she slowly moved upward a bit more.
"Enough!"
The Old Matron in the Palace nearly went mad.
But that girl, disregarding her countless wounds, climbed for an entire month and finally placed her blood-stained hands on the last step of the stairs...
"I won..."
Lin Chuxue smiled brightly.
The Old Matron in the palace forced a smile that was more painful than crying on her wrinkled face.
The Old Matron sighed softly, her heart, which prided itself on being heartless, seemed to have a crack torn open, momentarily lost in thought.
"Self-reliance, independence, self-respect, and self-love do not mean that one must always be protected; one can even share half of the burden with him.
Let him have a little place in this complex and dangerous world where he can rest peacefully and sleep..."
At this point, the Old Matron suddenly showed a longing expression. This scene was truly beautiful, so beautiful it was intoxicating.
The woman here was so noble and elegant, yet independent and self-respecting. It made one envious.
She was an understanding confidante and an indispensable lover.
This is what a true woman is—not a vase or a plaything for men.
The Old Matron felt a deep sadness.
"No wonder he quickly lost interest in me. If I could have been like you back then, perhaps it would have been me accompanying him to the end..."
"But with insufficient talent, how could I possibly enter his world?
He has extraordinary skills beyond reincarnation, while I am far behind. From where could I find elegance? Where would my confidence and grace come from?"
Old Matron murmured to herself.
"So I have been striving and never giving up. The heavens change, and one can escape from it. Isn't there still Transcendence and Enlightenment to alter one's constitution?"
Lin Chuxue's pale and weak face showed great determination.
"Transcendence and Enlightenment? That state is something you can only encounter by chance! It is rarely seen in a thousand years; you might not even witness it once in your lifetime! Let alone Transcendence and Enlightenment!!"
"Have you ever seen it?"
Seeing Lin Chuxue smile lightly, Old Matron suddenly paused, questioning Ask the Way.
"I have seen it, along with Dao Rhythm Rain, falling upon me... it felt very comfortable."
Lin Chuxue smiled charmingly, her bright eyes sparkling.
Old Matron: "..."
"You have helped me resolve my inner demons for many years, so I will return the favor with a piece of fortune. This scroll of cultivation technique is said to come from Primordial..."
The expression of Old Matron changed slightly as she raised her hand, revealing a scroll of cultivation technique floating in the Void, emitting a faint purple glow.
"The method of cultivation is extremely painful; are you sure you want to practice it?"
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