"Give me the person you're holding in your arms." Demon Lord Luan Hua stretched out his hands to Immortal Venerable Jinyun and commanded in a deep voice that left no room for argument.
Guided by directions, he arrived at the location as quickly as possible. From his angle, he could see a thin, frail, huddled figure with bare, white feet covered in grime.
He was convinced that this was the person he was looking for.
Jinyun Immortal Venerable hugged the person in his arms even tighter, "Why should I give you my person?"
"Your people!" Demon Lord Luan Hua was enraged by these words. He gathered his inner strength in his right palm and lunged at Immortal Venerable Jinyun's face.
Jinyun Immortal Venerable held the person in his arms, but still gathered his inner strength in front of him to block the palm strike from Demon Venerable Luan Hua.
"That is my wife! We have already performed the rites of heaven and earth and announced it to the world!" Demon Lord Luan Hua gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and his attacks on Immortal Venerable Jinyun became even more ferocious.
This is also the most heartbreaking part for Immortal Venerable Jinyun. He thought she had been forced to her death and didn't want to see her again, but she had already become the wife of Demon Lord Luan Hua.
He didn't counterattack; he just kept defending. Finally, the two created some distance between them.
"Although I do not know why the Demon Lord is so angry and wants to snatch my disciple, if the Demon Lord continues to block us from going down the mountain, I will no longer be polite."
The person in his arms was breathing weakly; descending the mountain was of utmost urgency. The Immortal Venerable Jinyun frowned, his eyes sharp as swords.
The wind and snow carried the incompatible atmosphere between the two.
You mean... an apprentice?
Demon Lord Luan Hua was slightly taken aback.
"That's right, is that what the Demon Lord thinks?"
"I don't believe it!" Demon Lord Luan Hua rushed towards the two of them as if he had gone mad.
"I don't believe it!" He reached out and tried to tear the outer robe covering the person, wanting to see the true face of the person hidden inside!
If it weren't for her, why would Immortal Venerable Jinyun be so nervous?
If it wasn't her, why did he feel like he was being summoned?
"Demon Lord Luan Hua, what are you doing!" Immortal Venerable Jinyun saw through his intentions and stopped the madman.
Demon Lord Luan Hua's aura weakened.
"I don't believe it... I don't believe it's not her... Let me see, if it really isn't her..."
What should he do if it really isn't her?
“…Fine.” If he doesn’t make Demon Lord Luan Hua give up, he will keep pestering him.
Jinyun Immortal Venerable gently lifted a corner of the outer robe he had covered Li Mingke, revealing a pale little face.
His eyes, which had been full of expectation, suddenly dimmed. The surface of his excitement and joy rippled slightly, then he sank into a helpless depression, even dimmer than before.
His large, calloused hand trembled as he touched the cold little face, but the moment it touched her, he quickly pulled away as if startled.
His arms hung limply at his sides, lifeless.
Jinyun Immortal Venerable covered himself with his outer robe again and tied it tightly, even tighter than before.
He watched silently as the person left without saying a word.
The man's steps were so slow, each step so heavy, making a dull sound as he pounded in the snow. His head was bowed, the black fabric making his waist appear even stronger, but his back was bent. The back that used to stand straight no matter what it faced was now hunched over from the blows. Even though there was nothing there, it was as if a thousand-pound burden was weighing on his shoulders.
Without giving him another glance, he carried the person and quickly headed down the mountain.
After an unknown amount of time, Demon Lord Luan Hua stopped.
"Hahahaha—hahahahahaha—"
He opened his arms, whether to embrace the sky or the raging wind and snow, it was unclear.
Finally, he finished laughing, seemingly having had his fill, and casually sat down on the snow.
"Half-sighted, you were clearly summoning me just now, so why are you avoiding me now?"
Snowflakes fell into his palm, melting before they even touched his skin, and he clenched his fist tightly.
"That day you died for me, I could have ascended to immortality, but without you, what good is my strength?"
"So, I stayed. Even though you have left me, in order to continue being with you, I cut off a piece of my soul and merged it into your soul. That way, no matter where you are reincarnated, as long as that piece of my soul is still there, I will be able to feel it."
"Seventeen years ago, I clearly sensed it, but I couldn't find it anywhere. Could it be that someone hid you?"
His fingers were drawing something in the snow—a plum blossom.
"I sensed you were near the Palace of Puppet Theft just now. We were so close, why did your presence suddenly disappear?"
No one answered him; the snow seemed to weep.
"Halfway through..."
"I miss you so much……"
The man's shoulders trembled as he vanished into the white wilderness.
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"To repay the young master's kindness in raising me, I am willing to offer my heart's blood."
...
"I've been so happy to be with you for so long. Go ahead, go pursue everything you want. It's just a life, take it."
...
Li Mingke felt both like an outsider and a character within the painting; it was clearly another girl speaking, yet it was she who was in pain.
Even though she was with two different men, it seemed like she was always getting soaked by the heavy rain and eventually collapsing into the mud.
What a... chaotic yet vivid dream!
She was surrounded by darkness, feeling a pain all over her body as if it were being smashed.
But gradually, sounds began to break through the darkness.
"It's almost time, why isn't he awake yet?"
Then, large swaths of white light rushed into her pupils.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful woman holding a small stick and prying up her eyelids.
Li Mingke: ...
"Excuse me... uh!"
Ouch, that hurts!
Her whole body was literally smashed to pieces!
"Don't move, don't move! I finally managed to put you back together. You have no idea how much effort I put in!"
As the woman spoke, she proudly admired her own hands.
Li Mingke strained his neck to look at her. He saw that the woman was wearing a bright red dress, with beautiful features, a peony flower ornament on her forehead, and her hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, almost falling out. She was sitting lazily on a rattan chair next to her.
"Did you save me?" Li Mingke asked with difficulty.
"Hmm... Of course, who else could it be but me? When the Immortal Venerable brought you back, I was shocked by the state you were in!" The woman glanced at her, "But what can I do when my medical skills are so superb? I managed to pull you back from the brink of death."
Li Mingke's eyes immediately filled with respect. If she could move, she would definitely kneel down and kowtow twice to her savior.
"Thank you, senior! May I ask your honorable name? I will certainly repay your kindness in the future! Also, where is this place? Since it was my master who brought me back, where is my master...?"
"Oh dear, so many questions!" The woman interrupted her. "I am Danxia, the head of Xinglin Hall. Of course you are in the Immortal Sect now. Xinglin Hall is a branch of the Immortal Sect, just like your Yixiantian. As for your master... do you really want to see him now?"
"Miss Li Mingke."
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