Ayao's heart tightened suddenly. After waiting for a long time, she heard the person outside ask:
"If I weren't a dragon, and you weren't a phoenix, would you still be sincere towards me?"
He is not a dragon, and she is not a phoenix.
Ayao's heart wavered, but thinking of her master, she steeled herself and shouted loudly outside, "No, there will never be anything between us."
She practically yelled it out.
Her voice echoed through the ancient ruins, but there was no response for a long time.
It was a very long time before she heard the man's voice.
"Yeah?"
The wind carried those words to her ears, and then there was silence; the man playing the piano outside had left.
Luo Bai is gone.
A Yao used her divine sense to look outside and saw that Luo Bai was no longer under the enormous cherry blossom tree. He was not nearby either; there was no trace of him within tens of thousands of miles. He had truly left.
Ayao lowered her head, his words, "Is that so?" still seemingly echoing in her ears. His voice held a hint of self-mockery, and Ayao sensed that he was genuinely angry. Had he just left like that, intending to cut all ties with her?
That's good, that's good, it couldn't be better.
But why does my heart ache so much?
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A few days later.
In a tavern in the celestial realm, several immortals sat together, conversing.
"Do you think that female immortal emperor who fought the Dragon Emperor was actually a reclusive master of the Phoenix Clan?" asked a young man at the Celestial Immortal stage.
“His true form is a nine-colored phoenix, how could he not be a master of the Primordial Phoenix Clan?” said a woman at the Earth Immortal stage.
"But it is said that the Phoenix Clan is still full of doubts, and no one knows who that mysterious female immortal emperor is."
"Is it possible that she was the same Great Luo Golden Immortal who impersonated the previous Phoenix Clan Empress?"
"have no idea."
"Some say that the female immortal emperor is Yao Ji, the one who seduced the dragon emperor to the point of wanting to depose her."
"Impossible! The Dragon Clan's Lord and the Phoenix Clan's Immortal Emperor... how could they possibly be a couple?"
Wearing a black cloak and a hood that obscured most of her face, A Yao listened to the conversation from a corner. After confirming that Luo Bai was truly gone, A Yao left the ancient ruins and immediately began inquiring about her master's whereabouts.
Luo Bai wasn't lying to her; there hadn't been any news of their master's whereabouts for a whole year. Their master had truly gone into hiding.
Ayao split into several clones, each heading to a hidden place she and her master had previously visited or mentioned. Ayao felt that her master might be staying in one of these places.
After resting for a while, Ayao left the restaurant and boarded a fairy boat to Zuimengxiang.
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Drunken Dreamland is a place located in the north of Qingzhou in the Three Thousand Continents of the Immortal Realm. It is called Drunken Dreamland because it is full of Drunken Dream Flowers.
The Dream Flower comes in two colors: yellow and white. The yellow Dream Flower blooms during the day, while the white Dream Flower blooms at night. When the flowers bloom, a light mist surrounds the petals. When thousands or even more Dream Flowers bloom together, the entire Dreamland is filled with fragrant mist, and the mist is truly intoxicating.
Although the Drunken Dream Flower is harmless, its fragrance can induce sleep. If one's cultivation level is not strong enough, they might remain asleep indefinitely.
Ayao, dressed in a white gauze robe, stood in the sky, looking down at the earth below, where the mountains and fields were covered with yellow dream flowers. The mist was blown by the wind like a dancing veil. Her gaze fell on the undulating mountains ahead, and she flew towards the depths of the mountains.
There is a place there, a cave dwelling left behind by an ancient powerful being.
In her previous life, she came there with her master and lived in that cave for hundreds of years.
She had already told her master about everything that happened with him in her past life, so it was possible that her master was hiding in that cave.
After flying for most of the day, A Yao finally found the abandoned cave that had been abandoned for countless millennia. The cave was empty; her master was not there.
"Where is Master going back to?"
As Ayao pondered, her clones still couldn't find their master. Just as she was lost in thought, Ayao sensed an extremely familiar aura rapidly approaching.
This aura is...
She released her divine sense and saw this scene:
A golden streak streaked across the sky, cutting through the clouds as if sliced in two by a sharp sword.
Within the golden rainbow was a black-haired boy with golden eyes. The boy looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old. He wore white robes with arrow sleeves, which were torn and stained with blood in many places. There was also a bloodstain on his handsome face. He gritted his teeth and his face was full of anger.
He is on the run.
Behind the boy were more than a dozen streaks of light chasing after him, each one a disciple of the Sword God Palace dressed in white robes and wearing a golden crown.
Feng Chu!!
Ayao was very surprised.
She truly hadn't expected to meet Feng Chu here; she hadn't seen him for hundreds of years. Feng Chu was now a true immortal, just like her.
Those chasing him were dressed in the attire of the Sword God Palace. Why were the people from the Sword God Palace chasing him? Could it be that he had already encountered the Sword God Xie Chen and refused to become Xie Chen's disciple, so Xie Chen sent people to chase him?
However, A Yao noticed that the disciples of the Sword God Palace didn't seem to be there to capture Feng Chu; instead, they all exuded murderous intent and looked like they wanted to kill him.
Feng Chu was already seriously injured, and A Yao naturally couldn't pretend not to see it.
Ayao flew out of the cave, put on the cloak that could conceal her aura, and flew towards Feng Chu's direction.
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Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Countless flying swords rained down on Feng Chu, carving numerous spatial rifts in the void. Feng Chu dodged continuously, holding a white flying sword formed from chaotic energy in his hand. However, each time he stopped to counterattack, he coughed up mouthfuls of blood.
He was seriously injured.
"Kill him!"
"This brat must be killed!"
"He killed Lord Tianqi, we must not let him go, otherwise the Palace Master will not let us off easily!"
A fair-skinned, beardless middle-aged man spoke loudly to his fellow disciples.
Lord Tianqi is the Palace Master's grand-nephew. If the Palace Master were to emerge from seclusion and learn that Lord Tianqi had been killed and the thief had escaped, he might kill them all in a fit of rage. Only by killing this brat and bringing back his body can they give an explanation to the Palace Master.
The other disciples of the Sword God Palace shared the same thoughts as the pale-faced, beardless middle-aged man. Even though the Palace Master didn't particularly like Lord Tianqi, Lord Tianqi was still his grand-nephew!
This bastard must be killed!
All the disciples of the Sword God Palace spat out a mouthful of blood essence and summoned their natal swords. Each longsword burned with terrifying sword intent. When these sword intents were combined, the entire sky trembled. Countless Drunken Dream Flowers flew into the sky and were crushed by the sword energy.
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