After a long, long time, Qingfeng finally turned her gaze away from Huanxi and onto Shen Ye. "You go out first, I have something to say to him."
Shen Ye glanced at Huan Xi, then walked out dejectedly.
The next morning, Huanxi finally came out, but her face was terribly pale. No one knew what Qingfeng had done to Huanxi.
“Huanxi.” Shen Ye stepped forward and grabbed Huanxi’s sleeve.
Huanxi forced a smile. "Master, let's go somewhere where there's no one around."
This is a place that Huanxi discovered long ago. It's a beautiful place with peach blossoms, bamboo groves, and a pond full of blood lotus.
Huanxi didn't know what this place was called; he wanted to wait for his master to give it a name.
Looking at Shen Ye's worried face, Huanxi forced a smile and said, "Master, can you hold me and let me sleep? Huanxi is very tired."
Shen Ye nodded; she had always been happy to be held in his arms.
The joy he felt now was different from before. His body, which had always been strong and powerful, was now limp and soft, like a boneless beauty.
"Master, isn't it beautiful here?"
"Beautiful, but not as joyful."
"Master, do you love me?"
"I love you."
Huanxi nestled in his arms and cried, her crystal-clear tears rolling down her cheeks and landing on his chest, burning his heart.
Shen Ye believed that Huanxi loved him, loved him very much, but he didn't know whether he loved Huanxi in return, and he couldn't tell.
But at this moment, he was willing to stay and spend the rest of his life with Huanxi.
As the days went by, the two tacitly kept quiet about Shen Ye's impending departure, and their relationship grew even closer.
Shen Ye's heart was no longer troubled, but rather she wanted to make amends, pouring all her tenderness into Huanxi.
During the day, they cultivate wasteland around their house to grow vegetables, living the life of ordinary people.
That night, Huanxi pinned Shenye beneath him and made love. Shenye responded with fiery passion, and even though it hurt, he no longer cried out in pain...
Huanxi, due to punishment and the loss of his golden core, became a mortal. Many years later, he had a full head of silver hair and wrinkles on his skin, while Shenye still retained the appearance of a young man.
When Shen Ye first noticed that Huanxi was getting older, he had doubts and asked her about it, but Huanxi refused to talk about what happened that day.
Later, Huanxi passed away peacefully in her sleep, and for the first time, Chenye felt an emptiness in her heart, as if she had lost the world.
That day, it snowed in the idyllic Peach Blossom Spring, where spring reigns all year round. The heavy snow covered the blooming peach blossoms, turning the earth into a silvery white wonderland—a breathtaking sight...
Shen Ye kissed the lifeless person in his arms and murmured, "When the most handsome, most dashing, and most powerful person in Peach Blossom Spring dies, there should be a heavy snowfall here."
Later, during his cultivation, Shen Ye suffered a qi deviation and self-destructed, dying...
...
“You know the rules of Guanghua Sect. Now I’m giving you a chance, so I’ll pretend you never said those words.”
“God, I have memorized the rules of Guanghua Sect. I did not violate them before because I had not met someone who would make me willing to do them. Now that I have, even if I am reduced to ashes, I will not regret what I have done today.” Huanxi knelt on the ground, looked at his former master, and kowtowed heavily. “I beg God to grant my request. I am willing to be punished, and I am willing to be punished in his place.”
"Alright, I'll grant your wish."
At this moment, it would be a lie to say Qingfeng wasn't sad. His two most prized disciples had not only broken the sect rules, but were also forcing him to comply...
Huanxi's infatuation with her master and her collusion with outsiders plunged Guanghua into dire straits. According to Article 374 of Guanghua's rules, she should be punished by heavenly lightning, expelled from the sect, and never allowed to set foot in Guanghua again.
That night, two bolts of lightning struck him, and he was in excruciating pain. But when he thought of his master waiting for him, the pain seemed to disappear.
Two bolts of lightning struck him back to his original form. He lay in the bamboo forest on the south back mountain, unknown to anyone. He thought, he cannot die; he still has to take his master with him.
As dawn broke, having exhausted his cultivation, he became a mortal. He stumbled and staggered down the mountain, eager to see his master and stop him from worrying about him...
[This dimension is complete.]
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