When the Night Palace faced the destruction of the epoch, aside from a few scattered areas succumbing to ruin, its main structure remained complete.
Thus Zhao Changhe witnessed what it truly ant to be the richest woman in the Three Realms.
Every single tile was a refining treasure. Even the floor tiles beneath one's feet were, emitting an intensely dense aura of energy no matter where he walked... Xia Chichi was theoretically wealthy across the Four Seas, but when it ca to ancient relics, the entire human realm combined couldn't even touch the Night Palace's heel.
The plants were similarly extraordinary. Much like the small corner of Ying Wu's garden he'd previously seen, the full garden here was expansive, filled with countless precious dicinal plants, all frozen in ti and never wilting, just like the tiny corner Ying Wu possessed.
Zhao Changhe followed behind Ye Wuming sowhat dazedly, occasionally reaching out to pull back the Galaxy Sword as it eagerly made its way towards the garden.
It felt like the little girl couldn't help but dash joyfully into the garden... thinking of the poor elixirs her master regularly provided her, Zhao Changhe felt a pang of sympathy, realizing one shouldn't let children suffer. Faced with an immortal heir, she'd be easily enchanted, wouldn't she?
He swiftly thought again, no wonder Jiuyou resented her, the living conditions between those sisters were drastically different. It's like those female-oriented novels, where the legitimate daughter is deserted and suffers in the countryside, while the mistress's child grows up spoiled as a young lady enjoying luxury. Such stories of revenge upon the legitimate daughter's return could surely fill a book or make a drama.
So seeing Jiuyou's struggles touched him, making him want to care for her; seeing that blind fool just made him want to hit her.
However, now the Night Palace was void of others, leaving Ye Wuming to inhabit the vast palace alone, feeling sohow desolate.
Silently they arrived at the familiar spot — the poolside where he'd once joined Piaomiao to steal the lotus platform.
A hasty glance back then only left an impression of the tall observatory by the pool, but in reality, there were many pavilions encircling the pool, perfect for leisurely drinking and flower appreciation, full of a refined taste.
Ye Wuming walked to a stone table in a pavilion and sat down, magically producing a set of drinking vessels in her hands, pouring a cup of wine for Zhao Changhe and then spoke her first word: "Please."
Zhao Changhe sat opposite, staring at Ye Wuming as she poured the wine for him, montarily lost in thought and didn't respond.
Ye Wuming glanced at him: "What are you thinking?"
Zhao Changhe finally replied: "This is the first ti you've communicated with face-to-face in a normal identity, not as a shadow in a dream, nor suddenly appearing and disappearing as a strategy cheat. I feel both familiar and estranged."
It was then Ye Wuming's turn to remain silent.
In fact, excluding the Dragon Sparrow, Ye Wuming was the person who had been with Zhao Changhe the longest in this world, a full three years. Apart from losing contact later on, it was still two and a half years.
Yet she beca the most unfamiliar, for their interactions had always been abnormal.
A system, an extension, a strategy guide, a ga guide... but never just a person.
Simply put, until the battle today, it was only now that they both had the qualification for face-to-face, equal interaction.
Zhao Changhe lifted his cup indicating: "Though I've always been angry you decided without asking my opinion, making leave my ho to experience endless combat, I must also thank you for letting live such a wonderful life, surrounded by so many companions. Cheers to you."
Ye Wuming looked at him again, clinking their cups while speaking sarcastically: "I never thought, despite rolling on the razor's edge and enduring such survival pressure here, you'd still find ti to flirt. When soone first arrived, he claid won would only slow the speed of drawing his sword, wishing even Xia Chichi were male for the simplicity of it."
"There's a complete Worldly Society in having the sword, the wine, the poetry, foes, friends, and won."
The two drank it all.
Ye Wuming continued pouring wine: "You criticize our estrangent stems from not speaking properly, of which I admit. But if I explicitly told you all, that I'd make you leave the peaceful modern life, leave your parents and friends, crossing into a world licking the blood off the knife's edge, uncertain of when you'd die... despite seeing ti-travel novels daily, there'd be very few who would agree if it happened to them. In practice, discussing such things ans it'd rarely get done. Admittedly, it's a manipulation, so it's normal for you to resent ."
Zhao Changhe said: "I can understand... but later on when we all beca familiar, my strength was also in place, you should've addressed it openly. It would make things much easier, even if I was angry with you, you know I'd still prioritize external matters before settling with you."
Ye Wuming said: "Regardless of how you internally categorize , my essence was once of an Emperor. You'd never see any Emperor disclose everything, especially when long placed in an environnt fearing any trust, which only highlights this further."
"You should know my nature, how could I possibly align with the Heavenly Dao."
"By killing Piaomiao, I dare not trust you."
Zhao Changhe sipped the wine, said nothing, and unconsciously glanced at the pool water, the forr location of the lotus platform.
"In my perspective, all the innate Demon Gods must die, whether it's the Four Symbols or Piaomiao, Jiuyou, or even myself." Ye Wuming calmly stated, "I could kill myself; Piaomiao was no exception."
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Her actions proved this, whether it was the right decision or not, at least it wasn't false.
Ye Wuming added: "In fact, I'm also aware that at that ti, it was incredibly difficult to completely kill a Demon God like Piaomiao; she would inevitably awaken soday, so when I killed her, I used a very special thod..."
"The Dao of Life and Death..."
"Indeed, I encompass the Four Symbols, the intention of the Vermilion Bird is naturally mine," said Ye Wuming. "So while others are revived as residual souls, Piaomiao alone was reincarnated and reborn. I even thought back then, if she rebuilt as a human, could she avoid her innate Demon God nature? I prepared another plan to use postnatal cultivated treasures to mold her body, to see if it might circumvent her innate nature."
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