Yuanyang or Yuanyang (Complete)
Xiang Jinyang's consciousness rose and fell in the alternating burning of endless cold and scorching heat.
On one end is an ancient shackle rooted in the very foundation of existence, emitting an aura of absolute prohibition and destruction. It is like black ice that has not melted for billions of years, freezing his soul and roaring the duty of a "tool" and the punishment for "overstepping the boundaries".
On the other side is a surging torrent of love with an otherworldly warmth and an unquestionable firm will. It is like a flame that burns everything, burning his reason, calling for the awakening of "self" and the commitment to "symbiosis".
The tug-of-war between ice and fire almost tore his soul apart.
“…Not…a tool…”
He murmured unconsciously, his broken voice trembling.
The shackles suddenly tightened! A deeper chill and excruciating pain washed over me, along with the remnant of the Creator's will, the overwhelming pressure, attempting to completely crush this faint consciousness of resistance.
"Ah——!" He curled up in pain.
"You are Xiang Jinyang!"
He Yuan's voice was like a sharp blade that cut through chaos, piercing through layers of pain and accurately nailing into the core of his consciousness!
Then came more and more intensive declarations, with the precision and stubbornness unique to code, pouring down like a rainstorm:
"Your power of rules once protected billions of lives in this world!"
"The rhythm of your 'breathing' resonates with the heavens and the earth!"
"You will be moved by fireflies!"
"You will be angry about the suffering of all living beings!"
"You'll cry!"
"You will... love me!"
Every word was like a hammer, smashing hard on the icy shackles!
Every sentence is like a cluster of fire, madly burning the definition of "tool"!
"None of this! Is not set by the 'program'!"
"These are 'you'! They are the heart that belongs exclusively to 'Xiang Jinyang'!"
"Heart..." Xiang Jinyang repeated the word blankly. The pain brought by the shackles seemed to become blurred at this moment. Some kind of unfamiliar throbbing that had been sealed for billions of years was beating hard in the depths of his soul.
"It's our 'symbiosis'!" He Yuan hugged his cold body tightly, as if wanting to completely merge his existence into the other's. "It's the variable that can never be predicted, let alone understood... by the 'Creator' who disappeared long ago!"
"Now, using this 'variable'..."
He Yuan's voice suddenly rose in pitch, with a determination to burn his boats, merging with all his soul power and the essence of his most original code as the "Soul of Another World", turning into the purest and most blazing thought, like a roaring galaxy, bombarding the ancient shackles!
"Cover it!"
In my name, He Yuan!
With this soul from another world, its nature is not bound by your rules!
With Xiang Jinyang and I, the miracle of dual-core symbiosis!
With the word "love", I can transcend the power of your programmed logic!
Cover your confinement!
Redefine this existence!
From then on——
He is not your tool, but my companion!
The laws of this world are controlled by 'us'!
This body and this soul are co-existing with 'us'!
——Authorized execution!
"boom--------!!!!!"
There was no expected earth-shattering explosion, no destructive scene of shattering rules.
There was only a silent hum that seemed to come from the source of the world.
The silver shackles rooted in the core of Xiang Jinyang's existence, under the impact of the complex variables containing "otherworldly essence", "dual-core symbiosis" and "love", its internal strict logical chain based on "instrumentalism" is like metal thrown into aqua regia, and starting from the most microscopic structure, it has undergone a violent and irreversible logical collapse!
It cannot understand "love".
It cannot handle "symbiosis".
It is even more unable to resist the forced coverage of a soul essence of the same level from outside the world!
The light of the ancient runes (encryption protocol) that made up the shackles flickered and flickered rapidly, becoming extremely unstable. Then, like a sand castle in the wind, it began to disintegrate and dissipate from the outside in!
It was not violently demolished, but the basic logic of its existence was completely subverted, covered up and invalidated!
The absolute taboo that has bound Xiang Jinyang for billions of years and defined his identity as a "tool" is collapsing in a way beyond all expectations!
“Uh…ah…”
Xiang Jinyang jerked his head back, his neck curved gracefully as he let out a long, drawn-out moan, as if freed from all restraints. It was no longer pain, but a release from extreme repression, a thrill of true freedom for the soul!
The power of rules around him, originally disrupted by the confrontation, suddenly erupted like a flood, flowing with unprecedented smoothness and power! The silver light of the Heavenly Dao shot up into the sky, pure and vast, no longer carrying the slightest sense of a cold "tool", but filled with the fresh and powerful will of "Xiang Jinyang" himself!
The Lingxi Realm shook violently! All the rules and codes constructed by their power seemed to celebrate this true liberation, resonating with immense joy! Stars and galaxies of code shone brightly, plants and data crystals grew wildly, and the energy level of the entire space soared wildly at this moment!
He Yuan was pushed back several steps by this powerful force, but he didn't care. He just stared at the figure in the center of the light who was slowly standing up.
The shackles... disappeared.
Completely, cleanly, wiped from existence.
The light gradually faded.
Xiang Jinyang stood quietly, his silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, his clothes fluttering. He slowly lowered his head, looking at his hands, feeling a lightness and completeness deep in his soul he had never felt before.
No more cold feeling of surveillance.
There is no longer the fear of destruction that may come at any time.
There was no longer that invisible cage that defined him and bound him.
He is...free.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the most incredible variable in his life that brought all this to him.
He Yuan was also looking at him, his face tired, but filled with unspeakable ecstasy and excitement.
Their eyes met.
No words needed.
Xiang Jinyang walked towards him step by step, his steps steady and firm. When he reached him, he stopped.
Then, under Kazuyuki's smiling gaze, he reached out, held the other's cheek, and kissed her deeply and proactively.
This kiss no longer contained any tentativeness, hesitation or uneasiness.
Instead, it is filled with validation, gratitude, and endless love.
It's the first kiss after birth.
It was the first kiss after freedom.
It was the first kiss given by the complete "Xiang Jinyang" to the complete "He Yuan".
He Yuan responded to him vigorously, as if he wanted to completely fuse their souls together through this kiss.
After a long time, their lips parted.
Xiang Jinyang breathed lightly, his glassy eyes twinkling with star-like light. He stared into He Yuan's eyes and spoke clearly, word by word:
"He Yuan."
"I, Xiang Jinyang."
"Love you."
This is not a response, but a declaration.
It is the purest expression of will from the heart after breaking free from all constraints.
He Yuan's heart seemed to be struck by great happiness. He suddenly hugged her tightly in his arms again, his voice choked with sobs:
"I love you too, Jinyang. Always."
The figures of the two hugging each other seemed to become an eternal silhouette against the jubilant background of the Lingxi world.
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Time flies and things change.
The Lingxi Realm has become the most mysterious legend in the Three Realms and Six Paths. Some say it is the dojo of ancient great powers, others say it is the place where the laws of heaven and earth are manifested, and even more so, it is an eternal pure land beyond this world.
No one knows that the two legendary "Yuan Yang" masters are the masters of this world.
Occasionally, they would leave the Lingxi Realm hand in hand and wander between the revived heaven and earth.
They once rescued a mortal caravan trapped by a blizzard in the snowy plains of the far north, leaving behind a legend about the "Snow Fairy".
They once enlightened an old turtle on the shore of the East China Sea, which had been listening to the tides for a thousand years and was about to transform, and bestowed upon it a ray of the Dao of symbiosis.
They once quietly descended on a small world on the verge of collapse, and used the power of dual cores to re-determine the earth, fire, water and wind, but quietly left before its creatures bowed down to them, leaving behind only a vague myth about "double stars saving the world."
Most of the time, they live in the spiritual realm.
He Yuan remained obsessed with "optimization" and "creation," but now, all his ideas were discussed with Xiang Jinyang first. They would sit side by side under a giant tree, one developing the principles of nature while the other deduced code models, perfecting their world together. Sometimes they argued, sometimes they laughed, but they always found the perfect balance.
Xiang Jinyang's power had long since returned to its peak, even surpassing it. Freed from the shackles and constraints of his "tool" identity, his Heavenly Dao power had become more dynamic and vibrant. He remained a maintainer of order, but no longer a ruthless enforcer. His rules were imbued with understanding, tolerance, and... love.
Their intimacy has become the most common and moving scene in the world of spiritual resonance.
Maybe it was when they woke up from a nap in the afternoon and found that their fingers had been tightly intertwined without them knowing when.
Perhaps when playing chess under the moon, a glance can lead to mutual understanding, and then they smile at each other.
Perhaps they were discussing philosophy by the stream, and when their feelings came to them, they embraced each other and jumped into the water, sharing the joy of love among the rippling waves.
Or perhaps, just standing side by side on the top of the mountain, watching the clouds roll and the stars rotate, and feeling each other's presence is better than countless things in the world.
On this day, Xiang Jinyang stood on the highest observatory in Lingxi Realm, looking at the vibrant world below where rules and codes danced harmoniously.
He Yuanzi gently hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, and looked in the direction of his gaze.
"What are you looking at?" he asked softly.
Xiang Jinyang leaned back slightly, transferring his weight to the warm embrace behind him, his voice calm and satisfied: "Look at our world."
He Yuan chuckled and tightened his arms: "It's our home too."
Yes, home.
From a cold cage, to a ruin where they were forced to coexist, to today's warm and eternal home.
Xiang Jinyang raised his hand and interlocked his fingers with He Yuan's hand around his waist.
At the horizon's edge, the morning glow burst forth, its golden light filling the earth and dispelling the last vestiges of darkness. All things awaken in the morning light: spiritual plants unfurl their branches, data streams dance joyfully, and everything is filled with boundless hope and possibility.
Exactly——
The spring is bright and beautiful, it is a period of spring, it is an eternal prelude to the coexistence of Yuan Yang.
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