Chapter 136 He died without ever seeing her again.
Lanshang Realm - Yanwang Mansion
The autumn wind was bleak, and in the bleak autumn wind, an old man wearing a moon-white cloak stood in the courtyard, gazing at the blue sky above. Although the old man's hair was completely white, his golden eyes were as clear as water as a baby's, and as he looked at the sky, many emotions were hidden in his eyes.
Meow~
A cute little kitten jumped down from a high place to the old man's feet. The old man picked up the kitten and walked towards the porch. He sat down on the porch, stroking the kitten in his arms and saying with a smile:
"Ling'er, you're still the same as before, not changed at all. You really aren't an ordinary cat. She should be the same too, but I'm already old. Cough cough..."
Lu Qingheng coughed a few times as he spoke.
Han Wei spent far more time in that spatial turbulence than she imagined, long enough for Lu Qingheng to have aged considerably and to have only a few years left.
Lu Qingheng gazed at the azure sky and the withered yellow leaves falling in the autumn wind, his eyes filled with boundless loneliness and desolation. He said softly, "Tell me, where is she now? Has she forgotten me?" His eyes were still so clear, but in reality, his vision was getting worse and worse, just like his body. He could feel himself slowly walking towards death.
Mortals always die. He's already over ninety years old, so isn't it inevitable that his health will deteriorate?
Even the most handsome young man will eventually grow old.
He used to always hope that Han Wei would come back, anticipating that one day, at some moment, she would suddenly appear before him. Now, looking at his aged appearance in the bronze mirror, he felt that it would be better if Han Wei had already forgotten him; he didn't want her to see him in his current aged state.
But deep down, how he longed to see her again!
"Cough cough..."
In the autumn wind, Lu Qingheng coughed a few more times.
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Bloodbath Realm.
In the pitch-black canyon, light flashed, and beams of light shot out, followed by screams of agony.
A girl in a colorful dress held a folding fan in her hand. With each wave of the fan, a fragrant breeze arose, and peach blossoms bloomed in the wind. These peach blossoms instantly filled the entire canyon, and the petals seemed like blades, strangling and killing groups of rock demons.
After killing the rock demons, Han Wei continued flying towards Broken Realm Mountain. She transformed into a streak of colorful rainbow and sped across the sky. A map of the Blood Slaughter Realm floated before her, and on the map was a moving point of light—that point of light was herself.
These days, Han Wei has encountered many enemies. Those below the True Immortal realm can all be dealt with using the Body-Reflecting Mirror. But when she encounters True Immortals, she can only rely on immortal artifacts and treasures.
boom--
Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying spiritual pressure appeared in the sky. Han Wei immediately stopped and landed on a mountain peak. Looking up at the sky, she saw a giant beast with a body thousands of feet long.
This behemoth had a wolf-like head, wings, a long tail, and its chest emitted flames like a giant furnace.
This beast possesses the strength of an Earth Immortal.
When Han Wei saw it, it also saw Han Wei. It then unleashed a terrifying red light at Han Wei, killing Han Wei, a Mahayana stage cultivator, was as easy as crushing an ant. There was no reason for it to do so; it simply wanted to.
Han Wei's expression changed, and she immediately summoned her magic weapon.
A bronze mirror flew into the sky, emitting a bluish-yellow glow...
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"Cough cough cough..."
Inside the Prince's mansion, Lu Qingheng had been bedridden for a long time. He was so old that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, but he still held on to his last breath, wanting to wait for his princess to return and see her one last time.
"Father! Father!"
The Crown Prince of Yan served the medicine to the Prince of Yan.
Lu Qingheng had no other women besides Han Wei; this was a child he adopted from his clan. Lu Qingheng was over forty years old when he adopted this child, after many people had urged him to take a concubine, which he had refused. Considering that someone would inherit the title of Prince of Yan after his death, he finally adopted a son.
"Yuan'er, have the roses outside bloomed yet?" Lu Qingheng could no longer see the person; he could only hear the voice.
"It's open, it's all open."
Hearing the Prince of Yan speak, a smile appeared on his aged face. He wanted to get up to look at the roses, but he was too weak; he knew he was about to leave.
"Weiwei, Weiwei..."
He murmured the name, his voice very soft.
In the end, he still didn't get to see his wife, and he left with regret and bitterness, carrying endless longing.
"Father! Father!"
The sound of crying came from the room.
The Crown Prince of Yan wept bitterly, and everyone else was also in tears.
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Heavenly Court.
The entire Qingwei Palace was filled with the terrifying pressure of the Heavenly Emperor. The silver-haired, golden-eyed cat boy trembled under this pressure. The Heavenly Emperor sat on his throne, one hand supporting his forehead, his handsome face showing a gritted-teeth expression.
"Your Majesty?" Ling'er couldn't bear the terrifying pressure or the eerie silence, and called out tremblingly.
Bang!
The Heavenly Emperor suddenly stood up and paced back and forth:
"What's wrong with that woman? How does she know where I was reincarnated? How did she find me?"
Ling'er trembled and said, "I...I don't know."
"You know perfectly well that I don't want to see her, so why did you let her get close to me?" The Heavenly Emperor stared at Ling'er with a terrifying gaze, which made Ling'er's legs go weak and she sat down on the ground.
The little boy said tearfully, "But she doesn't know if you're all talk and no action. You never gave a clear order not to let her near you."
The Heavenly Emperor clenched his fist in his sleeve. Ling'er looked pitiful and innocent, so the Heavenly Emperor couldn't really do anything to him and could only accept his bad luck. He sat down on the throne again, and everything that had happened to Lu Qingheng rushed towards him.
He clearly remembered the flutter in his heart at that time; he clearly remembered every word she had said to him; he clearly remembered the warmth of her body; and he also clearly remembered how painful and regretful his lifelong waiting and longing had been.
The more he thought about him, the more unsettled he became.
When she was his apprentice, she killed him; when she was his wife, she left him for a chance encounter; and when he died, she never came back to see him again.
Don't talk about her having any difficulties. When she decided to go to the Xuan Tian Secret Realm, didn't she know that something unexpected might happen? She knew, but didn't she still go?
In her mind, Lu Qingheng was not as important as becoming an immortal, so she was willing to risk making Lu Qingheng wait for a lifetime in order to leave him and seek her own opportunities.
Han Wei's favorite person will always be herself.
The Heavenly Emperor sat on his throne and suddenly fell silent again. Ling'er called him softly, "Your Majesty?"
"You may leave. I wish to be alone," the Heavenly Emperor said.
Ling'er glanced at him, then turned and disappeared.
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