Past events
"Elder, could you please check if there's anything wrong with these medicinal soups?" Yu Zhu pushed the soups towards the elder. "This medicine is said to increase a person's cold constitution."
The elder smelled and tasted the medicine, and after a while said, "This medicine is indeed very cold, but its effects are strong. If you can't handle it, you may die from its excessive coldness."
Yu Zhu: "Ling Guang is indeed up to no good. Elder, could you improve the prescription and weaken its effects? As you know, I have magic power. Ling Guang gave me a method, saying that it can freeze the power within the meridians."
"I've set up a mirage array in the meridians to freeze them. Do you think that's feasible?"
The elder frowned slightly and took Yu Zhu's pulse. "Setting up an array around the meridians seems feasible, but I have never seen a precedent for it and cannot guarantee its success. Moreover, as far as I know, the Mirage Array is just an illusion created with spiritual power and cannot be considered a true freeze."
"Magic is combative, and it's not impossible for it to break through the formation. You can even dispel it yourself at any time."
Yu Zhu smiled and said, "So I hope the elder can help me develop a suitable prescription to strengthen the Mirage Array in my body."
"Is there really no way to solve this once and for all?" Jing Xu asked, pursing his lips.
The elder sighed, "It's difficult. Didn't they capture a group of people from the Immortal Peak Pavilion? Let me study how they did it."
"Thank you for your concern, Elder." Yu Zhu pulled Jing Xu over. "Take a look at him. His soul was incomplete before. Are there any problems now that his soul has been fused?"
The elder's eyes flashed with surprise as he took Jing Xu's pulse. "I cannot examine your soul, but you are already at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, so your soul must be unharmed. You have excellent aptitude; cultivate diligently, and you will surely achieve great things."
The two bid farewell to the medical elder.
"My senior brother said he has materials to repair Qing Shuang. I'll go to the Sword Forging Hall to take a look. You should go back first," Yu Zhu said to Jing Xu.
Jing Xu was slightly taken aback, then said, "Okay. Senior Sister, please check the materials carefully to make sure there are no problems."
Watching Jingxu walk away, Yuzhu turned and went in another direction.
When I returned to Qingyao Garden, the sun had already set. A gentle breeze swept by, and the wind chimes under the eaves tinkled.
Yu Zhu looked up at it and recalled the days she spent at Luobai Residence.
After she arrived at Jindan, Qiongfang took her to the storeroom to select materials for forging swords. Before she had even chosen the materials, she saw a green wind chime.
She asked Qiongfang if she could hang the wind chime outside, and he agreed, but told her that the wind chime was called the Silent Wind Chime, which was created by the Spirit Clan to sense magic power and would not usually ring.
For some reason, she still hung it up. Sure enough, it didn't make a sound, even when she used her spiritual power to flick it. It just swayed in the air.
One day, as she entered the room, she casually flicked it again, and it suddenly made a sound, which startled her. She flicked it a few more times, but there was no sound, and she thought she was hallucinating.
She tried it a few more times and found that it would occasionally make a sound.
When Qiongfang told him about this, he said that the Silent Wind Chime might be developing sentience, as it was making sounds on its own.
If it develops intelligence, wouldn't it turn into a human form?
She couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart, but Qiongfang said that it would take a long time for the divine artifact to develop sentience and take human form, and perhaps after a long time she would have another junior brother.
From then on, whenever she passed by the Silent Wind Chime, she would use her spiritual power to bump into it, and sometimes it would oblige her by ringing a bell or two.
Yu Zhu smiled and said, "What senior brother? He's just a junior brother."
"Senior Sister," Jing Xu's voice came.
He stepped into the courtyard and looked at the wind chime.
"So the wind chime that Senior Sister mentioned before was the Silent Wind Chime."
"Yes, I still like it because it's like the ones I bought before..."
Yu Zhu paused, realizing what she was about to say: "Bought before? Before which?"
"Senior sister? What's wrong?"
Yu Zhu snapped out of her daze. "It's nothing. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I'd like to ask how long it will take to repair your sword, Senior Sister. Would you like to come with me to Kanzhou?"
Kanju seems to be very close to Luohai City.
Yu Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "I rarely see disciples returning home in the sect anymore. I've never seen my senior brothers and sisters go home. It will take two days to get to the Sword Forging Hall. If you want to go home, then go. Don't worry about me."
"Two days later, I will go to Kanzhou with my senior sister. I will report to the sect immediately."
"ah?"
"Senior sister, don't you want to go to Kanzhou?" Jing Xu's face showed obvious disappointment.
"Actually, I've always felt a strange sense of closeness to my senior sister. Now that I think about it, it might be because I am the transformed form of Ji Fengling. Since my soul merged with Ji Fengling's memories, I feel even closer to my senior sister. This time when I return to Kanzhou, I want to tell my parents about my soul. Could my senior sister come with me?"
Under Yu Zhu's gaze, Jing Xu met her eyes but couldn't help but curl his fingers.
"You have the memories of Ji Fengling, what do you remember?"
This question caught Jingxu off guard. Before he could react, Yuzhu pushed him to sit on a stone bench in the courtyard. She wanted to pour him some water, but there was no tea in the teapot on the table, so she ran back into the house.
Jingxu couldn't help but smile softly.
What does he remember?
He remembers one day he suddenly became aware of things, feeling the wind, rain, and sunshine, and feeling something poking him, making it sway.
Then he developed hearing and could hear people talking, though he only half understood what they were saying. What he heard most often was the sound of the wind; he could hear it but couldn't feel it blowing.
Then he regained his vision; he seemed to be in a very high position. It turned out that the person poking him was a person in green, and the sound of the wind he heard was the sound of her swinging her sword.
Whoosh—
Yu Zhu poured water into a cup and pushed it towards Jing Xu, "What do you remember? What did I look like in your memory?"
Yu Zhu stared at Jing Xu, a hint of nervousness in her eyes.
Jingxu took a sip of warm water and said seriously, "Senior Sister always wears a high ponytail, often wears green clothes, and practices swordsmanship very diligently."
He himself couldn't remember how many years he had listened to her and watched her practice swordsmanship.
"Do you have any particularly special memories?"
Jing Xu lowered his eyes and said, "Is it special that Senior Sister often stares at me in a daze?"
"daze?"
Jingxu looked troubled. "I don't know how to describe it. It's like my senior sister is looking at me, but it's as if she's thinking about something else through me."
As Jingxu spoke, he seemed to resonate with the slight grievances he felt as Jifengling back then. That's why when Yuzhu flicked him with her spiritual power, even though he could respond, he didn't respond immediately, and she had to flick him several more times.
"What was your senior sister thinking at that time?"
A look of confusion crossed Yu Zhu's eyes. "What are you thinking about? I can't remember either."
After Jingxu mentioned it, she seemed to recall often staring blankly at that dark green iron wind chime. Was it because she had a similar cast iron wind chime in her modern home?
It was getting late, and Yuzhu felt a little chilly. She hugged herself and rubbed her arms a few times.
"Senior sister, you should rest first. It's normal that you don't remember after so long."
Jingxu stood up, pulled Yuzhu up, and led her into the house. "Two days later, I'll take Senior Sister to Kanzhou?"
Yu Zhu met Jing Xu's expectant eyes and said, "Okay. But I can't stay for long; I need to go to Luohai City."
"Luohai City, why go to Luohai City?" Jing Xu frowned.
He knew that this was the earliest stronghold of the Immortal Pavilion, where Yu Zhu had been imprisoned.
"Some of my memories are a bit hazy, and I'd like to try and find them."
After Jingxu left, Yuzhu ran her hands through her hair, increasingly convinced that she was the original owner of this body.
After descending the mountain, she didn't find the cultivation world as difficult to adapt to as she had imagined. Even when she killed someone on Shenrang Mountain—which should have been her first time killing someone—she didn't find it hard to accept.
When did she travel through time? Eighteen years ago, after Zhoushan Village, what happened there?
Yu Zhu's hands, clutching her head, began to tremble. She seemed to hear crying again, adults and children. She heard the roars of magical beasts and the sounds of her spiritual energy shield being attacked.
A group of people knelt before her, crying and pleading, "Fairy, please save the children! They are still so young!"
Yu Zhu was breathing rapidly and pounded her head with her hands. She smelled a very strong stench of blood. What had happened?
The next day, Yuzhu was woken up by a knock on the door. When she woke up, her hair and clothes were a mess. She quickly tidied herself up and went to open the door.
It was Zhou Nan.
Seeing Yu Zhu's pale face, Zhou Nan was startled, "Uncle-Master, why do you look so pale?"
Yu Zhu rubbed her temples. "It's nothing, I just haven't had enough rest. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I heard about my uncle's soul imprint from my master, so I came to visit him. How is my uncle?"
"I'm fine, nothing's wrong." Yu Zhu forced a smile.
"In that case, Uncle-Master, please rest well. I'll take my leave now." Zhou Nan turned to leave.
"Wait! Do you remember what happened in Zhoushan Village eighteen years ago?"
Zhou Nan was stunned and said, "I only remember that when the monsters attacked the village, my uncle struggled to protect us until Immortal Venerable Qiongfang arrived."
"Who are you?"
"They're just people from the village," Zhou Nan said, somewhat puzzled.
"Are there any adults here?" Yu Zhu asked urgently.
"Yes, what do you mean by that, Uncle-Master?"
Yu Zhu shook her head: "It's nothing. Thank you for coming to see me."
After Zhou Nan left, Yu Zhu stood at the door for a long time. Was it really that simple?
Two days passed quickly, and Yu Zhu obtained the repaired Qing Shuang. At this time, Qing Shuang did not need to be imbued with spirit by human intervention; it was surrounded by spiritual power.
Yu Zhu and Jing Xu flew to Kanzhou on their swords.
Perhaps because Kanzhou is rich in minerals, the entire city has a solemn style with a cold, metallic feel.
It's amazing that such a place could nurture such a gentle and kind person like Jingxu.
"Perhaps it's because I was originally Ji Fengling, and I was also nurtured by my senior sister's spiritual power."
Jingxu said with a smile, and only then did Yuzhu realize that she had spoken her innermost thoughts aloud. She was embarrassed for a moment, and then asked in confusion:
"My spiritual energy nurturing?"
"Yes, my senior sister often uses spiritual energy to flick me, and I can develop intelligence faster by absorbing that spiritual energy."
"If I had used more spiritual energy to nurture you back then, would you have been able to take human form earlier, wouldn't you have avoided being shattered by me, and wouldn't you be the way you are today?"
Jing Xu moved from Yu Zhu's side to stand in front of her, bent down and brought his face close, and asked with a smile, "So, Senior Sister, are you not satisfied with my current appearance?"
Yu Zhu's breath hitched, and she began to scrutinize his face carefully: sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose, and lips... The dream of the mimosa flower suddenly flashed before her eyes.
She blinked hard and pushed Jingxu away. "The fact that you can ask such a question means you must be quite satisfied yourself."
Jingxu caught up with Yuzhu in a few steps, "So, is Senior Sister satisfied or not?"
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