Chapter 89 Seven Hundred Years Later: Epilogue [Epilogue: Regret (The End...]
When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out.
Qiong never imagined that she would receive such a message while preparing for her trip.
I have gone far away to begin a new journey.
From Crane and Kite.
This is his account; the chat history is still at the stage of him probing for preferences, so it can't be faked.
Unless your account is hacked.
As far as Qiong knows, even Silver Wolf couldn't hack into He Yuan's account, so no one else in the world could do it.
He immediately put down what he was doing and went to the Dan Ding Division by aiming.
Even though it was late at night, there were still doctors on duty at the Dan Ding Si. Qiong tried to walk quietly so as not to disturb others.
He Yuan's ward was empty, except for the bulging blankets.
Qiong was the first to arrive.
He searched the room for a long time but only found a few cat hairs. The glitter on the bed caught his attention.
He nodded.
Many colorful gifts popped out and floated in the air. A gray gift with a trash can pattern flew to the front of the dome.
The small note, bound by a dark gray ribbon, read: For Mr. Pioneer.
Qiong carefully put away the note and opened the gift.
It contains all sorts of miscellaneous things.
There were sparkling stars, deep blue beads, a black card with gold patterns, several tubes of fuel, golden dice, and a folded letter.
[I heard you like sparkly stones. I happen to have some, so I'll give them all to you. By the way, I heard from Miss March 7th that you're always running out of fuel, and... your relics are always getting bad affixes randomly? I don't know if these will be useful to you, but I'll give them all to you.]
I'm sorry for standing you up, but I don't like seeing you all gathered around me nervously, or forcing smiles, so I secretly hid away.
If you can find me, there's a gift for you!
"...Who wants a present!"
Qiong rubbed her eyes, which were sore from staying up all night (or so she thought), stuffed the gift into her backpack, and shouted into the room, "Is this one of your pranks?!"
No one responded. A patrolling nurse heard the noise and reminded him to be quiet.
After leaving the room, the nurse glanced at the room number and asked curiously, "This room... is booked for check-out tomorrow morning. Are you a family member of the patient?"
Qiong shook her head, her face flushed and puffed out in anger.
The nurse seemed to have figured something out, and left without saying a word.
"If you don't come out soon, I'll get angry," Qiong said seriously.
He had already searched every corner of the ward to make sure there was nowhere else for someone to hide.
But what if?
What if He Yuan has some special skill that allows him to possess or become invisible?
Still no one responded.
Qiong walked to the door and said to the person inside, "I'm angry, I'm leaving!"
"..."
He took a step forward: "I'm really leaving, and I'm not coming back!"
There was no response; only the soft clatter of the still-drifting gift box.
Qiong took three steps, turning around with each step to say a few words into the ward.
After receiving no response for a long time, he seemed to understand something and teleported to the aiming point he had previously set up—He Yuan Tong Yingxing's home.
As soon as I teleported over, I was met with an arrow and the buzzing of spider silk.
Kafka said apologetically, "Aren came as soon as he received the news and is still looking for people."
Ying Xing sat slumped on the sofa and slowly said, "He's not here."
Qiong: "Then where could he be?"
If it doesn't come back here, where will He Yuan go?
We can't just pick any random place, can we?
"Oh, right... there's a gift he left in the hospital room," Qiong said reluctantly.
Perhaps "relics" would better describe these items, but Qiong still insists that they are gifts and tells others about their existence.
Ying Xing glanced at him and nodded to indicate that she understood.
The man walked out the door, ignoring the two little tails behind him, and took the shortest route to He Yuan's house.
This is still a key lock.
Fortunately, Yingxing had a key, and the lock hadn't been changed, allowing them to enter smoothly.
It was eerily quiet inside, with only urgent meows coming from upstairs.
Yingxing hurried upstairs and saw a figure with long, flowing hair from behind.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, not daring to move forward.
He feared facing the death of his lover, even though he knew it was a foregone conclusion.
But—but—
If he doesn't look, can he still retain some illusions, fantasizing that He Yuan is still in the world, but has gone to travel to a more distant place?
Xiao Mi no longer resisted them as before. Instead, she jumped off He Yuan and kept biting Ying Xing's trouser leg, pulling him towards He Yuan.
The kitten meowed anxiously.
There is a saying that animals have very keen intuition and can sense their owner's state.
Little Mi sensed that Crane's life was fading away, and howled here for a long time, hoping that someone could come and save Crane.
It dared not leave its owner, fearing that the moment it was out of sight, its owner would disappear.
Also, it promised its owner that it would stay by their side and never leave them for a second.
Yingxing looked down at the anxious kitten, bent down, picked him up, and walked to Heyuan.
The young man lay peacefully in the chair, eyes closed, asleep as if death had never come.
But his lips were pale, his face was not rosy at all, the skin on his hands was almost transparent, and his whole body was cold and lifeless.
He did not possess a demonic body; he was dead.
For a fleeting moment, Yingxing thought that it would be better for Heyuan to become a demonic being than for her to become one now.
The demonic being has only lost its mind; it might still be able to find a way.
But death... truly means nothingness.
The soul is gone too.
Ying Xing knelt down dejectedly, resting his head on He Yuan's lap. He put down the broken sword and covered the young man's hands with his own.
"Open your eyes and look at me... okay?"
The words of pleading came out of his mouth, but to no avail.
The young man kept his eyes closed and did not respond.
Ying Xing's already crimson blood was flushed red, almost covering the whites of his eyes. His expression was manic, bordering on madness, yet his movements were so gentle and his voice so low, as if afraid of disturbing someone.
"I was wrong... I'm atoning... Wake up and look at me—look at me—"
The sounds rose and fell, mingling with the kitten's mournful cries.
The man in front of her couldn't save her master, Xiaomi thought.
It turned its gaze to the gray-haired pioneer, thinking that this man had once taken its master's pulse, and should have some solutions.
The kitten used the same trick again, pulling Qiong in front of Heyuan.
Qiong kept her head down, her emotions unreadable.
Undoubtedly, he was joyful and excited before midnight, but after midnight, he was like Cinderella who had lost her magic and could not go on a date with the prince.
His situation was beyond redemption. His prince was dead.
I made a promise with him yesterday, and he's dead today.
This is so absurd, it's like a prank.
Before meeting Yingxing, Qiong was still dreaming that it was a prank.
He waited for He Yuan to suddenly appear, laugh at him with a grin, and then tell him it was a prank and he had fallen for it!
"...So it wasn't a prank after all." Qiong forced a smile, unable to make any expression.
What should he do?
I originally thought I had received the number for love. Even if the person I liked was about to die, according to the lifespan scale of the Immortal Ship people, they would live for a few more years. I didn't need to worry about what would happen next.
Reality dealt him a heavy blow.
After failing to get help from two people, the kitten glared at them resentfully and thought to itself, "Useless."
It roamed around the house, found the home phone, and dialed the numbers of the contacts one by one.
"Meow—"
"At home, right? I understand." This was Jing Yuan, who was out looking for someone late at night.
"Meow meow meow—"
"Excuse me, Danfeng is already—is he looking for me? Okay, I'll be right there." This was Dan Heng, who had almost been detained by the Dragon Master.
Kafka quietly left the house, stood on high ground to observe, and chatted with the Star Core Hunters.
The Blade Is Gone (4)
[Kafka: He's dead.]
Silver Wolf: ...Huh?
[Silver Wolf: I think I still have decades to go before I can see the case.]
[Firefly: [Candle][Candle][Candle]]
[Eriol: Strange, my script indicates he won't die.]
[Kafka: So there's still hope?]
Kafka looked at her phone, waiting for Elio's reply.
The immortals on the celestial boat did not die, only their demonic bodies remained, perhaps...
After all, He Yuan looked like she had fallen asleep.
[Eriol: I can't understand fate.]
[Eriol: I can't give a definite answer, but I can say that the blade of a certain world should have had a fulfilling life.]
[Elio: Perhaps it should be called Yingxing.]
Kafka turned off her phone and looked towards the terrace.
Two of the former members of the Cloud Five arrived, along with two members of the train crew and a cat, filling the terrace to the brim.
Yingxing wanted to take Heyuan back to Elio to see him and find a chance to treat him.
Jingyuan and Danheng stopped them, and Qiong stood by helplessly, not knowing what to do. She could only hug the cat and try to talk to it to get more information.
“Ying Xing, have you forgotten what he hates most?” Jing Yuan stopped Ying Xing’s hand and said coldly.
He Yuan hates it when people act on their own initiative.
The Yinyue Rebellion of that time was just like that.
He Yuan was completely unaware, entering the Ten Kings' Division in a daze and leaving in a daze, only to find out what Ying Xing and Dan Feng had done.
The young man was very angry, but he still used his connections to get someone to take good care of the two of them and visit them from time to time.
Danfeng almost died because of the "different" molted unicorn, but Heyuan saved him.
Ying Xing's hand stopped, and she glared fiercely at Jing Yuan. "Jing Yuan, don't you want to save him?!"
The air was completely silent.
Danfeng asked Yingxing the same question back then.
"Yingxing, do you really want to watch him die in some war? Don't you want to eliminate any future trouble?"
At that time, Luofu had just gone through a period of chaos.
Even in victory, the scene from that day remained a dark cloud hanging over everyone's hearts, one that could not be dispelled.
He Yuan and Bai Heng are not dead, but Dan Feng has examined them.
Both of them sustained varying degrees of damage from the collision of destruction and abundance.
He Yuan is alright. He is still young and his cells have a strong regenerative ability. He only needs to recuperate for a period of time to recover completely.
Bai Heng was different. Bai Heng was already three hundred years old, nearing death. Destruction and abundance directly destroyed most of his cells, and the rate of regeneration could not keep up with the rate of destruction, so he died prematurely.
This undoubtedly provoked the two of them.
Danfeng said, "A sudden death is not the end. The forces of abundance and others will not let Jianmu go. Luofu will have to go through far more than this. Heyuan will definitely go to the front line, but that means death and injury."
"Suddenly... we might encounter a second one."
Yingxing and Danfeng had never gambled on the possibility.
Their strength convinced them that nothing bad was possible.
For ordinary people, and even those on the path of destiny, the power of the Star God is unmatched, and so is that of the Envoy.
If a single incident can cause such a disaster in Luofu, what if a few more occur?
Can the Fire Emperor be used once or twice, and then again?
Therefore, Yingxing agreed to Danfeng's suggestion.
They created a monstrous dragon in the Scaled Abyss Realm.
The evil dragon shattered countless Vidyadhara eggs and killed countless Vidyadharas and Cloud Cavalry soldiers, making them the sinners of the Immortal Ship.
This also caused He Yuan to worry about them, because they had developed a heart ailment.
They didn't want to involve He Yuan at the time, so they kept it a secret.
He Yuan said that what they were doing was self-righteousness and disregard for his thoughts.
Now, Yingxing is on the verge of doing something foolish again while she is out of control.
He paused for a moment, then said, "Sorry."
"I...Ah Yuan, I was wrong, I was just..."
His excessive madness caused Yingxing to speak incoherently and in reverse order.
He stumbled to his feet, walked behind the young man, and pulled the wooden hairpin from his head.
“Ah Yuan likes pretty things… but not with her hair down…”
Jing Yuan watched with a heavy heart as Ying Xing helped He Yuan tie up her long hair, comb the strands, adjust her collar, and finally press her cheek against the hand adorned with a ring.
"I will live well, just as you said..."
"I'll take you wherever you want to go."
Before anyone could stop him, Ying Xing gently shaved off a strand of his hair, inserted his fingers into his side waist, and pulled out a rib.
"Yingxing—what are you doing!"
"you……"
"?!?!"
Kafka's hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.
Ying Xing ignored him, his voice remaining perfectly still: "I've taken out the rib you wanted..."
"How about letting him stay with you? Just consider it as if I'm here."
Jing Yuan sighed heavily, "Ying Xing, what A Yuan said back then may not have been what she really meant."
But it was too late; the ribs Yingxing had pulled out had already grown back, and there was no place to put them back in now.
He could only watch as Yingxing wiped away the blood and flesh, gently placing it in Heyuan's hand, along with the strands of hair that had just been shaved off.
The strands of hair were twisted into a ball and tied at the end of the young man's hair.
Yingxing was unwilling to ruin Heyuan's current appearance, so he only touched himself.
Danheng was almost speechless, and so was Qiong.
The Trail Blazers paused briefly, placed their hands on their sides, and looked for the right angle to pull themselves out.
He is a star core carrier, so he should be able to... grow back, right?
“Pioneer,” Jing Yuan looked at Qiong seriously, “if Xiao Yuan were still here, she would definitely not want you to do this.”
Unless there is an agreement like Yingxing's, it's best not to do this.
Even though He Yuan was dead, Jing Yuan still considered his feelings.
Don't do things you don't like.
Qiong lowered her head listlessly.
He felt heartbroken and very sad.
I've never experienced this feeling before.
Dan Heng put away the Chongyuan Pearl, suppressing the impulse in his heart.
He can't do that.
What can he do?
Is it just helping to pack the gifts before leaving?
He had already taken that gift; inside were... VIP cards for various restaurants on the Immortal Ship, a portion of his assets, and a dragon scale.
He felt truly unworthy of such a favor and planned to find time to return it to Jing Yuan.
As for that letter...
【Danheng, it's a pleasure to meet you.】
If I lived a little longer, perhaps I would have boarded a train and experienced the adventures that Qiong had told me.
Even if that weren't the case, just knowing you all is enough to make me happy.
[You are the reincarnation of Danfeng. Even though I tried my best to separate you, I'm still happy for Danfeng when I see you have new friends and a new life. I apologize in advance.]
Consider the rest as my apology gift; it was a pleasure meeting you.
[Furthermore, this dragon scale should be returned to its rightful owner.]
Danfeng...
When Dan Feng, who was inside Dan Heng's heart, saw the letter, he remained silent for a long time.
[...I couldn't even bring myself to say thank you.]
Danfeng sighed silently.
Dan Heng paused for a moment, then walked up to He Yuan.
"Thanks."
Not only for Danfeng, but also for himself.
Although they had only known each other for a short period of time, spanning only a dozen or so systems, Dan Heng was very content.
Whether it was love at first sight or love that grew over time, Danheng already had the answer in his heart.
He placed his own dragon scales, along with Danfeng's, into the star raft prepared by Jingyuan, right in Heyuan's heart.
The Heart-Protecting Qilin protects the heart of the dragon's beloved, wishing him undisturbed and peaceful voyages in the sea of stars.
What was given to Jingyuan was a new hairband.
Jing Yuan placed the amulet he had carried with him for many years beside the young man, put on a new hairband, and saw He Yuan off.
Blade's ribs were right next to Crane Kite's hand; if he woke up, he could touch them immediately.
Finally, there were the ores and flowers that Qiong brought from Beloborg.
He thought that since He Yuan used to be a craftsman, he would probably like minerals.
The itinerary for the date included taking Heyuan to visit Belleburg.
pity……
Qiong watched as Jing Yuan closed the cabin door and was released at the Jade Realm Gate.
Yingxing Mosuo, hidden in the shadows, stood like a statue, holding the jade hairpin in his hand.
He Yuan left him with the most words, writing a long and rambling message that filled an entire page, urging him to take good care of himself, not to overwork himself, to follow his own heart, and not to care about other people's opinions.
Perhaps knowing that he was determined to die, He Yuan did not try to persuade him to live.
[Brother Yingxing, no matter what kind of person you are, I like you.]
Whether it's "Blade" or "Starry Sky," they are both versions of you I love.
...
I want to go to more places with you. We've thought about going to Aprilon, a must-visit for couples, and many other famous tourist destinations, to create many lasting memories.
Unfortunately, our time together was too short, not even the decades we had hoped for. This has always been my regret.
I can't accompany you for the rest of your time. I hope you can follow your own path and not care about what others think.
Just like before.
...
[Additionally, I found a medicine to heal my hands, but I need to use it continuously.]
If you want to use it, remember to follow the instructions carefully, okay?
Oh, and the houses in Luofu!
Jingyuan said, "When I die, the house in Luofu might be taken back. I hope you can empty it out, okay? Otherwise... it'll be so awkward..."
This is something only you can do; don't overlook it!
...
Ying Xing carefully studied each sentence, and the tone was so familiar that it felt as if He Yuan was speaking right next to him.
After watching the starship fly away, Yingxing followed the route planned by the silver wolf to her home.
He brought a new technology backpack to store the jewelry he had made, the things he had made for He Yuan over the years, and many unsightly clothes.
Before long, He Yuan finished collecting everything he had instructed her to do.
Yingxing stood by the stairs and thought for a moment. He then took away the furniture and kitchenware that he could carry with him, leaving only the renovation work in the house.
He Yuan said that he had arranged for Jing Yuan to collect the house from He Yuan.
Yingxing completed his mission and returned to the starship.
Eriol, in his black cat form, nimbly appeared before him.
"Blade, the starship will escort you for a while, and the next mission will begin soon."
"……Um."
The others wisely left him alone and didn't disturb him.
In times like these, it's probably better to be alone.
They are Blade's partners, and know Blade's habits and a bit of his past.
Five days later, Blade encountered a mechanical problem during another mission.
Just as Silver Wolf was about to hack in, Blade deftly unlocked the weapon.
"Uncle Blade, your hands...?" Silver Wolf's gaze fell on the man's gloved hands.
She remembered that Uncle Ren's hands could no longer unravel mechanisms or forge anything.
Blade said succinctly, "Almost done."
Five days later, Blade gave each of the Star Core Hunters a gift—the kind he crafted himself.
[Your companions are all very concerned about you, and I'm sure Yingxing has noticed that too, right?]
Do you remember what I told you? Get along well.
[Is that what Yingxing thinks too? Otherwise, why would you place your trust in him?]
Finally, it's time to say goodbye.
[I hope your wish comes true, Yingxing, Ren, my most, most, most beloved Yingxing brother.]
"Is Aren thanking us?" Kafka asked.
Recalling He Yuan's words, Ren's lips curled up, and he nodded silently.
"Yes, thank you."
Silver Wolf blew a bubble, holding the newly modified game console with obvious delight. "Thanks, Uncle Blade. I'll give you a big gift another day."
After thinking for a moment, Liu Ying sent a copy of her armor blueprints to Ying Xing.
[Firefly: I heard he really likes piloting Gundams, maybe I could try making one.]
[Blade: Thank you.]
What does it matter if the person is gone?
Yingxing still remembered him and never forgot him, preparing gifts and a room for him, as if the person she longed for would arrive here sooner or later.
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Jingyuan, I've told you everything I needed to say.
Finally, let me give you a gift.
[Those people from the Immortal Boat Alliance are probably not easy to fool, so I sent them the token of the Emperor's Bow.]
Of course, you could get through this round of investigation on your own, but I don't want you to overwork yourself, so I'm taking the liberty of making this decision.
If you mind, you can still block it now.
If you don't mind... I'd appreciate it if you could help me tidy up the house. There are some things inside that I'm embarrassed to let anyone see.
Even if you mind, you still have to go!
Jingyuan put away the letter and went to Heyuan's house to pack his things with a sense of helplessness.
-
The star raft drifted in the Milky Way for a while.
The hatch opened and closed four times, revealing a mask, a bow and arrow, a tree branch, and a cone of light with each opening.
Protected by the four star gods, the star raft drifted peacefully through the Milky Way until the end of time.
[Epilogue - Regret (The End)]
Crane Kite, who finished reading in the player space: "..."
He poked the system, "Are the characters in my large save file fixed?"
Qiong and Danheng should still appear, right?
System: [Yes, kisses. They will appear later, but their appearance and initial affection will differ depending on the kiss's choice.]
He Yuan was satisfied.
Haha, he's not sad at all.
When Ying Xing was having his ribs removed, he shed tears without any expression, showing no emotion whatsoever.
Yes, I have absolutely no emotion.
With a cold expression and slightly swollen eyes, He Yuan pondered which save file to load.
You're the one!
[Loading save file...]
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Author's Note: Alright, the cycle is about to begin—[Sunglasses]
It feels like 500,000 words isn't enough to finish writing this! [crying emoji]
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