After leaving the Merit Sub-Terminal, Zhang Ruochen went straight to Mount Wuding. He was worried that it might have been too late and Cang Long had already attacked Mount Wuding.
Although the Moon Worship Demonic Sect was the first of the seven ancient Kunlun Realm sects, it was long past its heyday. Even when the Kunlun Realm was recovering, it did not see the birth of too many elites, with barely any Saint King powerhouses. It was literally impossible for them to fight against Cang Long.
Of course, the Moon Worship Demonic Sect had a long history, and it was possible for it to have some deep hidden reserves that could not be underestimated.
“Mount Wuding.”
Standing on the vast Copper Furnace Plains, Zhang Ruochen could not help but to stop as he looked at the huge and majestic mountains in the distance.
He thought that he was already well-prepared to calmly face Ling Feiyu, but when he arrived at the fromt of Mount Wuding, he felt a trace of nervousness, and dared not approach the mountain.
When Ling Feiyu heard his conversation with Mu Lingxi, she resolutely left the Celestial Domain of Truth, and no one knew where she went. Perhaps Ling Feiyu was heartbroken, and felt that he had wronged her that time, so Zhang Ruochen had wanted to look for an opportunity to explain everything to her.
“I should face what I need to face. Avoiding it will only cause more troubles and sorrows, I hope I will be able to talk to her this time.”
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, as he once again walked ahead.
With the revival of Kunlun Realm, Mount Wuding had undergone great changes, and had became much more majestic than before. It had become an awakened holy land, nay, divine land, as it radiated potent saint Qi, and was very suitable for cultivation.
“Who goes there? Who dares to intrude upon the grounds of the Moon Worship Demonic Sect.”
The moment Zhang Ruochen stepped into the foot of the mountain, he was stopped by someone.
Zhang Ruochen did not force himself through, and said calmly. “Please inform the Master Ling that Zhang Ruochen is here for a visit.”
The expression Moon Worship Demonic Sect disciple blocking Zhang Ruochen’s path changed drastically, he stared at Zhang Ruochen got a good while before saying. “Master Zhang, please wait. I will report to Master Ling at once.”
Zhang Ruochen was not in a hurry, and he stood quietly at the foot of the mountain as he waited.
Seeing how peaceful the Moon Worship Demonic Sect was, he was slightly relieved, realizing that he had not arrived too late.
Not long after, the Moon Worship Demonic Sect disciple returned and respectfully said,, “Master Zhang, Master Ling is already waiting for you inside the Hall of the Saintess. Please go ahead.”
There was a saying, “trees have shadows, and people have names”. Zhang Ruochen had literally carved a bloody path on his way to fame, so how could people not be in awe of him?
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly, as he moved and climbed the Saint Water Peak, and needed no one to lead the way.
He had been to Mount Wuding more than once, and even with such changes taking place all over the mountain, he still knew which mountain Saint Water Peak was, and was knew exactly where the Hall of the Saintess was.
Saint Water Peak appeared very quiet. Unlike the several other holy peaks that were in verdant spring, Saint Water Peak was now experiencing winter, and it was snow white. At a glance, it was a scene of pure white, and it was extremely beautiful.
From a distance, a beautiful figure appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s vision.
After not seeing each other for many years, Ling Feiyu’s temperament had gotten more and more otherwordly. She was like a divine lady from high above who did not meddle with mortal matters, allowing people to only gaze at her.
Seeing Ling Feiyu, Zhang Ruochen could not help but pause for a moment before slowly walking over.
At this moment, he could not afford to take any steps back.
Finally, Zhang Ruochen walked closer to Ling Feiyu and stood less than a meter apart from her.
Their eyes met one another’s as their gazes gleamed. Time and space seemed to come to a standstill at this moment.
Zhang Ruochen’s heart, which took him much effort to finally calm down, started beating fast again. He was much more nervous now than when he was fighting against the most powerful elites.
Today’s Ling Feiyu was not wearing the Dianmu Purple Robe, but instead a white robe, almost blending in as one with the surrounding snow. Her tall figure was perfectly presented, and her chest and hips were well-rounded, her slender, jade-like legs were the most eye-catching, it was both fair and lovely, making it impossible to look away.
Coupled with that exquisite, beautiful face, she was like those perfect ladies in the drawing, so beautiful that it could not be real.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen could not help but to recall a scene of the past. It was Ling Feiyu suffering spiritual damage after the battle with the Azuresky Blood Emperor, and she had becime a stone beauty as she was auctioned off by Zhuguang Pavilion. He still remembered that Ling Feiyu was dressed the same as she was now as she sat by the lake, looking very serene.
Thinking of this scene, Zhang Ruochen could not help but to have many thoughts appearing as the bits and pieces he had experienced with Ling Feiyu in the Portrait of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths were clearly reflected in his mind. It was so profound that he had not forgotten about it.
“I thought you were afraid to come to see me.”
While Zhang Ruochen’s thoughts were in flux, Ling Feiyu spoke first and broke the silence.
Zhang Ruochen snapped back and recalled his rampaging thoughts as he shook his head and said, “I thought you would not want to see me and would keep avoiding me.”
“I’m not as fragile as you think I am. My path was not in the Celestial Domain of Truth, so I chose to leave.” Ling Feiyu said calmly.
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly and said, “Yeah, I was the one who was overthinking things. Since the Sword Emperor, how could the Kunlun Realm’s most amazing Sword Saintess, Feiyu be disturbed by mundane things?”
In fact, he was very surprised, Ling Feiyu had only left the Celestial Domain of Truth for barely a few years, yet her cultivation base had progressed by leaps and bounds. She had already reached the realm of the Greater Precept World, and he wondered what kind of opportunities she had encountered over these few years.
Of course, for exceptional talents like Ling Feiyu, she had already broken into the realm of a Saint King before the Kunlun Realm’s recovery and had cultivated her Sword Nine to full completion. So, no matter what amazing achievements she had, it was not really surprising at all.
Ling Feiyu turned around and walked slowly, saying. “Come, walk with me.”
“Alright.” Zhang Ruochen immediately followed her.
Soon, Zhang Ruochen caught up with Ling Feiyu as he walked side by side with her.
The two did not speak and just walked on quietly, leaving two rows of footprints in the snow behind them.
“It’s snowing.”
Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the crystal clear snowflakes falling from the sky.
The snowflakes were beautiful, snow white and crystal clear, without any flaws, just like Ling Feiyu beside him.
“I received news that you won a big battle in the Northern Region. How did you come to Mount Wuding so soon?” Ling Feiyu asked.
Zhang Ruochen turned his head to look at Ling Feiyu and asked, “You don’t want to see me?”
“Whether I see you or not, it doesn’t really matter all that much. After all, I’m not that person in your heart.” Ling Feiyu said faintly.
Zhang Ruochen stopped and grabbed Ling Feiyu’s hands as he stared at her in the eye, saying. “You always had a place in my heart. Although I know it is unfair to you and Lingxi when I say this, but I want to tell you, I’ve never treated the experience we been through together in the Portrait of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths as a dream. All we have gone through there, I’ve remembered them clearly, as they are engraved within my very self. They will never be erased.”
“The bond between you and I is just a twist of fate, and we are destined to never have anything between us. In fact, you should let go sooner, and cherish Lingxi. She had given you way too much, she is the one that could stay beside you as the one in your life.” Ling Feiyu gently shook her head.
As she said that, Ling Feiyu tried to pull her hands away.
However, Zhang Ruochen did not let go, and instead grasped her hands even tighter, as if he was afraid if he let her go, he would lose Ling Feiyu again.
“I will cherish Lingxi, but I won’t let you go either. I don’t believe you would not care about what we had been through in the Portrait of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths. Do you want to keep running away like this?” Zhang Ruochen said seriously.
Ling Feiyu looked at Zhang Ruochen’s eyes with a bitter expression, saying. “Then, what do you want me to do? What about Lingxi? Zhang Ruochen, let me go. Nothing will come of us.”
Zhang Ruochen stretched his hands out and pulled Ling Feiyu directly into his arms as he hugged her tight. “We haven’t tried it, how can you know there will be nothing between us? This time, no matter what you say, I will never let go again.”
Being hugged tightly by Zhang Ruochen, Ling Feiyu’s body stiffened, a complicated look appeared in her eyes.
At this moment, the snowfall got bigger and bigger, as they fell on the two, seemingly wanting to drown them.
Zhang Ruochen did not say anything more but hugged Ling Feiyu tightly. He refused to let go no matter what she said.
At the Celestial Domain of Truth, he had already missed Ling Feiyu once, he did not want to miss her again.
If he were to let her go once again, perhaps this time it will be for their entire lives, and that will make him regret it for the rest of his life.
After a long while, Ling Feiyu finally raised her hands and gently hugged Zhang Ruochen. Her razor-sharp eyes gradually became tender and watery, as a drop of crystal-clear tear appeared in her eyes.
And after being hugged by Ling Feiyu, Zhang Ruochen’s heart suddenly trembled slightly, as he hugged Ling Feiyu even tighter.
He really hoped that time could stop forever at this moment, and make this moment eternal.
Some time later, Zhang Ruochen slowly let go and pulled himself away from Ling Feiyu. Yet, his hands still held on to hers tightly.
A beautiful smile appeared on Ling Feiyu’s face as she said. “Tell me what you had been through all these years.”
“Well, if you want to know, I will tell you everything.” Zhang Ruochen nodded.
The two held hands as they walked in the snow, looking like a divine couple.
As they walked, Zhang Ruochen recounted all kinds of things that had happened to him since his parting with Ling Feiyu and did not hide much.
With a turn of his hands, Zhang Ruochen took out the Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow that he had exchanged from the Main Terminal of Merits, saying. “This is the Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow I’ve specially exchanged for you. You should be able to use them.”
Ling Feiyu did not play hard to get, and very naturally took the twenty Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow as she said. “Where is the Divine Sky-connecting Tree, I want to pray to it.”
As cultivators of Kunlun Realm, it was natural to want to pray to the Divine Sky-connecting Tree. After all, all creatures in Kunlun Realm were all born from the Divine Sky-connecting Tree, and it could be considered the Mother of All Life in Kunlun Realm.
Hearing that, Zhang Ruochen demurred slightly, saying. “The Divine Sky-connecting Tree is now inside the Qiankun Realm and is not convenient to take it out. If you want to pray to it, you can only do so by entering the Qiankun Realm.”
“Since it’s on you, there is no need to rush. Let’s go, let’s head back first.”
Ling Feiyu smiled and said.
The two walked for a long while, and now the sky gradually dimmed. The wind and snow had already stopped as the snow on the ground had clearly thickened.
If an ordinary person were to walk on it, the person’s whole body will most likely sink into it.
Zhang Ruochen smiled as he took Ling Feiyu’s hand and used the Dimensional Shift as he took Ling Feiyu before the Hall of the Saintess.
Baaam!!!
The two sacred doors of the hall automatically opened.
Ling Feiyu broke her hand free from Zhang Ruochen’s grasp, and flew to into the palace hall, before landing on the floating island at the top of the palace.
Normally, Ling Feiyu would retreat back here to cultivate, although the layout was simple, it was also very elegant.
The most conspicuous thing was a chilly sacred jade bed with many delicate patterns on it that seemed to have formed naturally, without any signs of any man-made carvings.
Ling Feiyu was sitting on the sacred jade bed at the moment, as she smiled at Zhang Ruochen outside the palace hall.
Zhang Ruochen’s figure flickered and instantly appeared on the floating island.
Inside the palace hall, a faint fragrance permeated, it was refreshing and made one feel extremely at peace.
Zhang Ruochen sat down by the side of the sacred jade bed as he looked at Ling Feiyu, and a lot of memories subconsciously flooded his mind. “Feiyu, do you remember the seventh life we experienced in the Portrait of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths? In that life, I could no longer restrain myself, and I unleashed all of my suppressed emotions in the previous six lives. We became husband and wife in the portrait world and had children…”
Ling Feiyu quietly looked at Zhang Ruochen and listened to him recalling the sweet memories.
In the end, a smile appeared on Ling Feiyu’s beautiful face that was carved out of cold ice. “To be able to spend a lifetime in the illusion as we grow old… Such an experience is the envy of who knows how many cultivators.”
As she said that, a slight blush appeared on Ling Feiyu’s face, showing the bashfulness of a young woman.
However, Zhang Ruochen perked up, a strange look appeared in his eyes as he stared at Ling Feiyu, a shred of doubt appearing in his heart. “In the seventh life, during the later years, I had clearly snapped out of the illusion and retreated. Why did she say we had spent a lifetime together? There’s something off. Is she actually Feiyu?”
As soon as he raised his head, Zhang Ruochen suddenly pushed himself forward as he embraced her again.
Ling Feiyu was suddenly pushed under him as he stroked her graceful and well-curved body with both his hands.
Ling Feiyu wanted to resist.
However, Zhang Ruochen was quite aggressive as he pressed his palm on the back of her head as he kissed her glossy red lips. A smooth and delicate feeling soon followed.
