The days without An Jing are much duller and colder.
She still knows, knows Gu Yeqi, knows Cang Linzu, knows all the others, but except for Gu Yeqi, her relationship with everyone else is quite average... Naturally, she grew up in the Wilderness, illiterate and without culture, and hasn’t lived in Da Chen’s societal environnt. Her manners are more like a barbarian than a child.
In sparring, there was almost no one who could withstand her attacks, each of them sustaining severe injuries, so much so that no one was willing to spar with her, leaving only the instructor to take action.
But when the instructor took action, it was Bai Qinghan who got injured—the instructors at Hanging Fate Manor did not hold back. An Jing remained unscathed because her skills were strong, even stronger than the instructor from the beginning, although she didn’t know martial arts.
Bai Qinghan did not have those innate skills, so naturally, she got injured.
The one willing to take care of her injuries was Gu Yeqi.
Moonlight stread through the window, the girl sitting on the windowsill, applying dicine to another girl, her tone carrying a hint of complaint: "Bai Manzi, why do you always use such force? I know life was tough for you, but it’s already safe within the manor."
’Bai Qinghan’ moved her lips, softly saying: "...I don’t want to either... but my body just moves on its own."
"I understand, I understand, just like a cat instinctively hisses, you instinctively react to danger too."
Gu Yeqi gave a knowing look but still shook her head: "But you’re a person, you must control yourself, you can’t just hiss like a cat."
’Bai Qinghan’ buried her head in the blanket, muffledly saying: "I... will try my best."
Ye Qi...
Witnessing this scene, Bai Qinghan’s eyes slightly lowered.
She had few friends, few... confidantes.
Is that what the mortal world calls it? She didn’t quite understand, but in the ’now’, Gu Yeqi was indeed her best friend besides An Jing. This girl from the Northern Border’s dicine manor taught her how to groom herself, how to brush her hair, how to live, and how to deal with others in a normal manner.
Though her feelings for An Jing kept her slightly on guard, Bai Qinghan could see it was just because the other had lost important family mbers in the Frost Calamity, thus having so stress response in this aspect.
They were the sa, so Bai Qinghan never minded.
In this tiline without An Jing, her relationship with Gu Yeqi was just as close, even going further.
The two girls supported each other, taking steps together, growing and progressing in this unfamiliar manor.
These days were as wonderful as reality, and the two even began to imagine that after leaving the manor, they would go to the city’s market to buy so things and have fun.
It was an afternoon, after sparring, under the tree shade, they sat back to back, dictating cultural class scriptures. Gu Yeqi finished writing first, closed the book, and exclaid excitedly: "Qinghan, you’ve never seen Da Chen’s market, right?"
"Not interested." ’Bai Qinghan’ kept her eyes downcast, writing in ugly handwriting entirely opposite to her appearance: "All of Da Chen’s things are damned."
"Although those officials deserve to die, the common people are different. People are actually very kind, and the market is great fun!" Gu Yeqi was long accustod to Bai Qinghan’s hatred towards Da Chen, she didn’t mind saying, "After all, I’m also from Da Chen, most people are different from the lords, Qinghan, when you seek revenge in the future, don’t kill too many ordinary people, they’re very pitiful too."
As she spoke, Gu Yeqi seed to recall so people, letting out a heavy sigh.
"...I understand, the lords and ordinary people are different."
Hearing her friend’s sigh, ’Bai Qinghan’ paused her writing, thought for a while, and sighed, "The market, I indeed haven’t seen... but I’m not particularly interested either."
Hearing this, Gu Yeqi no longer felt lancholic. She turned around, chuckled, and grabbed Bai Qinghan’s long hair that reached her waist: "Don’t be shy, your hair is really smooth, I just have to style it for you... Hehe, back at the manor, I was especially good at making dolls out of grass and hemp rope, now I have a real person.’
"...I’m not your toy doll."
Though she said so, in this tiline, Bai Qinghan’s heart held the sa expectations.
[Perhaps... in this human world, there are still things worth looking forward to]
But...
Ye Qi died.
That was the final trial at Hanging Fate Manor, the test to awaken Fate Pattern.
Unlike reality, they faced the ’Fearso Demon’ summoned by Vice Envoy of dicine and others using the power of Fu Xie and the Emperor’s Power.
Following the ritual tracks, slaying the Heavenly Demon and refining it into Mysterious Primordial Qi, then applying the stimulus of Fu Xie, there was a high probability of awakening Fate Pattern.
This was a very complete process, tested many tis, with nurous successes.
The only drawback was there would inevitably be ’consumables.’
Facing the attack of the Fearso Demon, Bai Qinghan dodged with all her might.
As the mainstay of the team, she needed to bear the primary output, so the Fearso Demon’s attention was constantly focused on her—but without An Jing training together, the coordination of Hanging Fate Manor’s people in this tiline was quite poor. Many tis the help and support she needed did not appear in ti, causing her to get injured shortly, hit on the left arm by the Fearso Demon, fracturing it on the spot.
Under the invasion of severe pain, she cald down instead. Moreover, a strange feeling began to erge.
Undoubtedly, she began to awaken the Fate Pattern, and unlike the initial awakening years ago, this was more grand, more complete. The Xuanyin Spirit Evil in heaven and earth began to flow towards her naturally, this mystical feeling made the young girl dazed for a mont.
In a mont during battle, there is life and death.
A slap from the Fearso Demon ca, Bai Qinghan herself was unhard, simply knocked to the ground by a mighty force. She raised her head in confusion, only to see her friend coughing blood and... just half of the body remaining.
In the mont of Bai Qinghan’s daze, the Fearso Demon seized the opportunity, breaking free from the entanglent of the other Children of Calamity, and pressed a palm towards this most dangerous girl. This strike even caused layers of ripples in the air; if it landed, even solid rock would shatter, and a person would be instantly turned into minced at.
But at this critical mont, Gu Yeqi, who was supporting from the side, flew out without thinking, pushing Bai Qinghan away.
But the result was that Gu Yeqi got hit instead.
Bai Qinghan widened her eyes; she had seen many life and death scenes in the demonic realm of Hanhai, where countless people were killed in a similar manner by demons. She thought she was already used to it, but at this mont, a great bewildernt rendered her unable to move, unable to stand, unable to speak.
And Gu Yeqi said nothing, only cast a gaze of imnse complexity at her, seemingly annoyed, seemingly resentful, slightly glad yet slightly regretful... unable to be fully seen, unable to be fully spoken.
Her breath quickly weakened, and in the end, she softly murmured.
"Daddy..."
What happened next, Bai Qinghan in ’this tiline’ couldn’t quite rember.
But ’the real Bai Qinghan’ saw it.
She saw a brilliant Xuanyin Star rising up behind ’herself’.
This star was dead silent and pale, chilling to the bone, changing through different phases of the moon, like an eye perpetually opening and closing.
It cast down light, like tears, yet seeming like blood. And as these tears and blooddrops fell, they were frozen into frost, turning into five stars.
The five stars reversed their course, then from the extre of yin, yang was born, nurturing and giving birth to a seventh star.
A star, blazing violently yet with a cold light like the sun.
In this instant, everyone in Hanging Fate Manor, all the instructors, all the guards, all the pharmacists, and even the Vice Envoy of dicine stood up straight, eyes wide open.
They watched with astonishnt, incredible and extre joy as those seven giant stars, watched as Bai Qinghan, who was howling, wielded wind as a sword, slicing the Fearso Demon along with half a river open, sealing it with ice.
Then, the next mont.
Above the Heavenly Do, countless stars lit up.
Then, the Heavenly Will Divine Sect Leader, Daoist Xuan Yi, together with the Life and Death Grandmasters of the Heavenly Will Divine Sect, the Upper Universe Spirit, the Emperor and Empress Four Extre Kings, and all Divine Lady and Divine General, all descended upon this small Hanging Fate Manor at In a Flash.
Heaven Star surrounded the universe, shielding all senses, transforming a thousand miles of mountains around Hanging Fate Manor into a secret realm that barred all perception.
And in the center of this secret realm, in front of Bai Qinghan who gripped a sword, staring numbly at the slowly dissipating demon corpse, Daoist Xuan Yi descended slowly with the high officials of Heavenly Will Divine Sect. Lingxiao watched as he bowed down, touching the face of the girl who was holding the face of her deceased friend, kneeled on one knee indifferently, and saluted with cupped fists.
[Heavenly Will Sect Leader Xuan Yi, pays homage to the Heavenly Destiny Saintess!]
And behind him, the two grandmasters of left and right, the four Dharma Kings, and all Divine Lady and Divine General, also saluted respectfully: [Followers of the Heavenly Will, greet the Heavenly Destiny Saintess]
’Bai Qinghan’ did not care.
Or rather, she did not hear it.
At this mont, she just bent down, unsure if she was sad or angry, bewildered or pained, she embraced the body of her only friend,
"Don’t leave ..."
Her voice was almost pleading, yet decisively as if commanding.
Imdiately, the body of Gu Yeqi, just like ice and snow under the blazing sun, lted in her arms.
Then, a phantom, hazy silhouette of a girl just appeared behind Bai Qinghan.
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