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Yama's Wedding
What was Yao Guang doing in her dreams at this moment?
After losing consciousness for a long time, she found herself in complete darkness, unable to see anything. Yao Guang clearly remembered that she had been knocked out by Xiao Yao Yu. Could it be that Xiao Yao Yu brought her to this unknown place? No, she quickly dismissed that thought. She realized she could move. Ever since she had groggily awakened, she had been walking forward, and along the way, she encountered no obstacles.
As Yao Guang slowly advanced through the darkness, memories flooded her mind—words spoken by Xiao Yao Yu before she fainted: "painful memories." Were these her most painful memories, the ones she feared the most?
Gazing into the vast darkness ahead, she understood.
Yao Guang sat down where she was, no longer looking at her surroundings. Taking a deep breath, she began to meditate quietly.
Time passed without her noticing. Eventually, Yao Guang felt a sense of calm settle within her; the confusion and fear of the darkness faded away.
When she opened her eyes, the scenery before her had indeed changed. Although she didn't fully comprehend what was happening, it seemed this place transformed according to one's state of mind. Just moments ago, upon awakening, her subconscious fear was being alone in utter darkness; thus, the previous scene was merely a reflection of her inner thoughts.
While Yao Guang was pleased to have unraveled this mystery of her surroundings, she pondered how to escape. She knew this was another spatial realm but couldn't find any way out. Every space must have an end, yet at this moment, she felt utterly powerless and unable to perceive how vast this realm truly was. From what she could tell, it seemed larger than she had imagined.
It appeared that the only way forward was to keep walking until she discovered how to exit. "That damned Xiao Yao Yu—are they even human? Why would they resort to such wicked tricks?" The power of this space was not something an ordinary person should possess. Once she escaped, she would definitely have Xue investigate this matter thoroughly; there must be someone powerful behind Xiao Yao Yu.
Yao Guang sighed as she looked at the boundless expanse ahead of her. For now, escaping from this place was her priority.
Just as Yao Guang continued walking forward, the scenery around her shifted once more.
Before her stood a magnificent palace, and Yao Guang gazed at the two guards at the entrance. Hmph, it was the courtyard. This space was truly intriguing; even the courtyard could manifest here. Was this a reflection of her innermost thoughts? She felt a twinge of embarrassment; although her thoughts had been exposed, the courtyard was not something she longed for. She held no fondness for this place.
Yao Guang's expression turned cold as she stepped forward without hesitation. Indeed, this palace was merely an illusion.
As Yao Guang passed through, the virtual palace vanished in an instant. In that fleeting moment, memories of the courtyard flooded into her mind like a torrent. From the moment she was born, she had lived under the disdainful gazes of those in the courtyard. At that young age, she had not understood why they looked down on her; she had always thought it was simply because she was too mischievous. Only Sister Chang'e and her mother, along with her brothers, would smile and embrace her. As she grew older, she realized it was because she was Star Lord Yao Guang. Everyone believed Yao Guang to be a harbinger of death, a malevolent star. Coupled with the actions of the previous Star Lord Yao Guang, which had caused much suffering to those in the courtyard, their resentment was directed entirely at her.
The people in the courtyard believed that because of her celestial age, they could bully her at will. She had been pushed into rivers countless times and falsely accused more than she could count. Yet they seemed to forget that despite everything, she was still Yao Guang, the Star Lord, wielding the power of life and death. Each of the twelve Star Lords possessed divine power that did not require further cultivation; every fallen Star Lord left their power for the next in line. Those deities, including her mother, thought that the succession of Star Lords occurred one after another, but that was not the case. Long ago, the first Star Lords knew that the stars were as old as the earth itself and enjoyed boundless lifespans—something forbidden by the Emperor. Imagine being an emperor only to discover that among your subjects were beings older and more powerful than you, and not just one but several. These beings were neither descendants of Father God nor Mother God; they had existed in this world long before them. Such subjects were unacceptable to any emperor.
To prevent suspicion from the Emperor, they devised a plan: every thirty thousand years, they would fall from the heavens and be reborn as what others perceived to be the next Star Lord. In reality, they were all the same person! Their powers remained unchanged; it was just that no one knew. They agreed to keep this secret and chose Lady Ziguang as their mother in this life to repay her kindness when she helped them during their mortal existence.
As for why she had been reborn as a woman this time—stars have no gender distinction. In her previous life, due to her reckless behavior and teasing of Nüwa, she faced punishment. Although she deserved it, once her memories returned, she felt most remorseful for those innocent people. Thus, she pleaded with her elder brother to allow her to be reborn as a woman so that she could cultivate more compassion and reduce her own bitterness. However, becoming a woman also caused her to lose much of her power; as a killing star, she should not have approached anything soft or gentle. Being female significantly diminished her abilities, leading to a loss of part of herself during awakening.
The Morning Star appeared at the dawn of creation in this world; initially just a mass of gas, it gradually took form while guarding this realm. They never sought to compete with later beings for anything. They had observed this world for so long through an outsider's perspective that even being named Star Lord was merely at the behest of the first emperor. To them, everything was essentially the same—be it humans or gods—they only remembered that primordial chaos.
However, discussing such matters with those in the courtyard would be like playing music to cattle; they believed that the twelve Star Lords possessed little power—especially this generation's Star Lord Yao Guang.
Often enough, Yao Guang would cry—just like when she wept before Xue—but by the time she awakened, she had grown coldly indifferent to those people. Her tenderness was reserved solely for Xue; she wished for him to see her vulnerable side and foolishness in hopes he would glance at her more often. Yao Guang knew this was deceitful but felt addicted to it—as if wearing a mask for so long made her afraid to reveal who she truly was beneath it.
The scene before her shifted once again; Yao Guang chuckled at what lay ahead—what could it possibly be this time? She found herself oddly anticipating it.
Before her now stood a radiant temple—the Great Thunder Sound Temple! Though she had visited only a few times, Yao Guang recognized it immediately; this was territory belonging to Western Buddha and also where Xue once resided. Thinking of Xue warmed Yao Guang's heart again; did he realize that her soul had already arrived somewhere else? Would he worry about her?
As thoughts of Xue filled her mind inexplicably with emotions she couldn't quite express, Yao Guang glanced at the temple before resolutely walking toward it—this time allowing herself to bravely shatter this illusion!
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