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As I was thrown out of the sea, the last thing I saw was Cang Ming's Dragon Soul opening a rift.
The Seven Kill Fate transformed into chains that bound the Sea Eye, his silver hair turning to ash in the golden light.
On the shore, the surviving members of the Witch Clan knelt in reverence, holding up their astrological compasses and calling out "Saintess."
I touched the Star Map beating against my chest, where a strand of silver hair was entwined—Cang Ming's final gift tucked into my clothing.
"Lord Xing Yao, Gui Xu has closed..." The elderly Witch Clan Elder trembled as he presented a urn of ashes. "This is the residue expelled by the Sea Eye."
A familiar Phosphorescent drifted from the urn, coalescing into a small Silver Dragon at my fingertips.
It held a fragment of Star Map scale, inscribed with twisted Jiao Ren characters:
"Wait for my rebirth."
The sea breeze swept past the cliff, carrying the salty mist as I gazed at the calm, mirror-like surface of the ocean.
A bracelet woven from a strand of silver hair wrapped around my wrist, while a small dragon's shadow lingered within the Star Map in my heart.
I faintly heard a youthful voice filled with laughter beside me: "Sister, it seems I've overslept?"
A Century later.
The tide lapped over my ankles as I stood on the rocks, looking out at the distant sea.
For a Century now, I had been waiting here.
The Old Witch Doctor said that after the Sea Eye closed that day, a patch of Dragon Soul Grass sprouted along the shore, each blade adorned with silver veins.
"A young boy often comes here to gather herbs," the Old Shaman said, pointing at the footprints on the rocks. "When I asked his name, he only said he was waiting for his sister to teach him how to recognize the stars."
Under the moonlight, a silver-haired boy slowly approached, the scales at the corners of his eyes shimmering like stars, cradling a sprig of Dragon Soul Grass in his arms.
He looked up at me, his eyes filled with starlight.
"Sister, can this grass cure heart ailments?"
I pressed my hand against my wildly beating heart, where two strands of fate were entwined—the malevolent energy of the Seven Killing Hawk God wrapped in the soft glow of the Dragon Soul Grass, forming a protective amber.
"It can heal," I replied as I took the grass from him, my fingertips brushing over the faint red marks on his back. "But you must come every day for your medicine."
The sea breeze swept past, carrying with it the salty scent of brine, while laughter from children echoed in the distance.
The spirit of Xi Yue transformed into glowing light, wandering every night over the Gui Xu Sea Surface, no longer filled with resentment but guiding those childlike phantoms as they pushed stranded fish fry back into the waves.
"Look, Sister!" The boy suddenly pointed towards the sea.
The glow coalesced into Xi Yue's silhouette; she waved at us before diving into the depths with the childlike phantoms.
Those souls of the sacrificed Sea Witches had now become guardians of Gui Xu, guiding lost ships each night towards safety.
"She has let go," I whispered, feeling my heart's Star Map warm slightly.
The boy tilted his head at me. "Do you know her, Sister?"
"Yes, an... old acquaintance."
As the night deepened, the young boy sat on the rocks, clumsily weaving a Grass Ring.
Watching his awkward movements, I suddenly recalled that moonlit night a hundred years ago.
Back then, he had also sat by the altar, crafting a Grass Ring, saying he wanted to give it to me as a Birthday Gift.
"Sister, what is your name?" he looked up and asked, his eyes filled with starlight.
"Xing Yao," I replied as I took the Grass Ring and slipped it onto my wrist. "What about you?"
He scratched his head, "I can't remember... but I know I'm waiting for someone."
A sudden warmth spread through my heart as I heard Cang Ming's voice whispering in my ear, "This time, it's my turn to wait for you."
The boy stood up and brushed the sand off his clothes. "I'll come back tomorrow to gather herbs."
I watched his retreating figure and suddenly called out to him, "Tomorrow... I'll teach you how to recognize the stars."
He turned back and smiled, the scales at the corners of his eyes glimmering in the moonlight. "Sure, sister."
The Gui Xu Sea Surface shimmered with phosphorescence as the Fluorescent Child chased the waves playfully.
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