Yue Qi's body clearly couldn't withstand so much violent lightning power, so we had to help her share the burden.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Qing finally couldn't hold on any longer and was plunged into complete darkness.
When she woke up again, she found Yue Qi still lying beside her. However, his skin looked much rosier, indicating that he was clearly alright.
She sat up, looked around, and couldn't help but gasp.
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Outside the Seven Star Pagoda, on the eaves of the fifth floor, a bronze lamp flickered, then suddenly went out.
A murmur of sighs arose from the crowd waiting outside the tower.
"What a pity, it was just a little bit away from lighting up."
"Yes, it seems some people couldn't hold on as soon as they went up there. What a pity."
"Exactly! If he had just held on a little longer, we could have gotten dozens more spots—sigh, can't this guy just give it his all?"
The crowd began to stir quietly; these few dozen spots were a matter of life and death for them.
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Yan Qing was completely unaware of what was happening outside the tower. When she saw the scene around her, she was immediately shocked.
No, this is definitely not the fourth floor!
It was still inside the Seven Star Tower, but unlike the empty fourth floor, there were three enormous mirrors throughout the hall.
Each mirror appeared to be about her height, and unlike ordinary smooth mirrors, its surface was wavy, as if liquid was flowing within it.
Furthermore, the bases of the three mirrors are also different. Although they are all gold, the gemstones in the center of the bases are completely different colors, namely red, blue, and purple. The mirror closest to her is the one with the ruby base.
"Yue Qi, Yue Qi—!!"
Yan Qing tried to wake him up, but Yue Qi seemed to be asleep and couldn't be woken up at all.
Left with no other choice, she had to temporarily put Yue Qi aside and went to the mirror by herself.
Strangely enough, as soon as Yan Qing walked to the front of the mirror, the originally rippling water surface suddenly shook violently, and then a figure slowly appeared.
The person had their back to her, with black hair like clouds, and was dressed in ancient lady's attire; judging from the style, it was actually Han Dynasty clothing.
The woman walked slowly forward, always keeping her back to her.
After passing through several ancient corridors, the woman finally stopped in front of a door and tapped it with her finger.
"You've come—" A voice came from inside the room, somewhat hoarse, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.
The woman seemed to say something, but Yan Qing couldn't hear her at all. All she knew was that in the end, she saw the woman slowly push open the door.
The room was brightly lit, almost blindingly so. The woman raised her hand to shield her eyes, her gaze shifting to a certain direction within the room.
There was a bed, and on the bed lay a person completely wrapped in fine linen. Because the person was wrapped up so tightly, it was impossible to see their facial features; only their figure could be vaguely identified as a man.
The woman walked to the bedside and said something. The man did not move, so the woman began to unwrap the cloth binding his body.
Dark red bloodstains gradually became visible.
Yan Qing finally understood: the man was injured, and the woman must be the one taking care of him.
However, judging from her clothing, the woman was clearly not a servant. So why was she personally taking care of this person?
Unfortunately, Yan Qing could only hear the man's words; she couldn't hear a single word the woman said. She could only guess based on the man's reply.
The man was practically mute, and the woman's movements were clearly clumsy. Yet, aside from the occasional muffled groan, he gritted his teeth and endured it all.
Who is this person? Yan Qing was full of questions and was about to continue watching when the screen abruptly disappeared.
The ripples in the mirror stirred, and when they reappeared, they presented a completely different scene.
The scene is set on a cliff. The woman in the mirror has her hair up, is dressed in red, and is holding a swaddled baby in her arms. A baby can be vaguely seen crying loudly.
The woman held a child in one arm and a gleaming dagger in the other, the tip of which was pointed directly at her neck.
Opposite her was a group of guards dressed in tight-fitting clothes, each holding a weapon, but none of them dared to approach the woman.
"Put the child down!" shouted the obviously older man at the head of the group.
"Put down the child. Your master said you can have your body intact!"
The woman seemed to give a cold laugh, then spoke at length, her voice choked with tears. Unfortunately, Yan Qing still couldn't make out a single word.
Finally, the woman put down her child, turned around, and resolutely jumped off the cliff.
The scene abruptly ends there, and the mirror returns to its dynamic wave shape.
Yan Qing was completely confused and hadn't figured out what was going on when the mirror suddenly showed images again.
This time, in complete darkness, she couldn't see who it was at all. She could only vaguely make out a red hue wriggling inside.
In the distance, something glowed with a green light.
The direction in which the red object was wriggling was precisely where the green light was. As Yan Qing got closer and closer to the green light, she finally saw clearly that it was a woman in red.
She strongly suspected that this person was the one who jumped off the cliff.
The woman crawled closer to the green light, and Yan Qing finally saw her figure clearly. It seemed that the person's lower body was completely immobile; only her two arms could barely support her.
Her hair was a mess, as if it hadn't been washed in a long time, and her clothes were almost tattered. But the bright red color seemed to grow ever more vivid.
Finally, the woman climbed to the green light. There was a huge, flat stone platform with only a box of indeterminate material on it.
The box was small, and the woman picked it up easily.
The woman seemed exceptionally excited upon receiving the item. She struggled to sit up and then slowly pulled out a dagger.
The box opened the next moment. Simultaneously, the dagger pierced the woman's heart, penetrating her entire body. From Yan Qing's perspective, she could already see the gleaming tip of the dagger.
Suddenly, a dazzling, blinding green light burst forth from the box, and Yan Qing could no longer see anyone.
After the dust settled, a simple bronze coffin suddenly appeared on the huge stone platform where it had been, and it looked somewhat familiar.
The next moment, the stone platform began to shake violently. Countless fragments of stone fell from the platform. As time passed, the true face of the stone platform was finally revealed.
Upon seeing this, Yan Qing could no longer contain herself and exclaimed in surprise.
"This is... the Azure Dragon Carrying a Coffin?! How is this possible?!"
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