Xing Yun was well aware that he was a genius in Taoist Arts.
He had heard this countless tis since childhood.
He had a strong sense of pride, for no matter how difficult the Taoist spells were, he could master them with just one lesson.
Yet, when facing Yue Zheng, he always felt insecure.
He never dared to hope for any special privileges from Yue Zheng.
Even though at this mont, Yue Zheng’s eyes were only on him, he still couldn’t convince himself that her tears were for him.
Xing Yun didn’t know exactly when he fell in love with Yue Zheng.
Perhaps it began with re fondness, which transford into love over the long nights and days spent together.
But he never expressed his love, keeping it hidden in his heart, silently watching her from a corner where Yue Zheng could not see.
He had thought about being with her for a lifeti, until the end of ti.
Yet how could he have known at that ti, that a Battle of Ten Thousand Armies would shatter all his extravagant desires and hopes.
The ti had co, and he was about to be completely annihilated between heaven and earth. The emotions he had suppressed for centuries would finally erupt.
He wanted her to admit that in her long life, the first and only tears were shed for him.
Yue Zheng stared blankly at the young man before her, allowing him to wipe her tears away once more.
She had always known that he was very good-looking.
When Penglai Elder brought the boy Xing Yun back, she noticed him at first glance.
As he grew older, the childhood Xing Yun beca even more beautiful.
Yue Zheng rembered when a rogue disciple, driven to madness on Mount Penglai, had captured Xing Yun because of his beauty, mistaking him for her.
Indeed, even though they were now hundreds of years old, since they were cultivators, their appearance remained at a youthful age.
His face was still handso, almost srizing everyone.
When he looked at her, there was a reflection of only her in his pupils.
Xing Yun smiled again and called to her, "Senior Sister?"
His voice was also very pleasant, like a feather landing softly, stirring her heart.
"I..." Yue Zheng began, her voice choked with emotion, "Yes."
This single word stretched Xing Yun’s features into a smile.
When he smiled, he beca even more beautiful, as if the stars of an entire galaxy had shattered in his eyes.
To be gazed upon by such eyes, it was hard not to sink into them.
"Senior Sister, you have obviously cultivated Jade Bone Ice Heart Dao Skill, and can never be moved." Xing Yun leaned in, resting his forehead against hers, "A Penglai Saintess is ant to be heartless to the world."
The aura he exuded was cool and slightly cold, brought about by the Beiming Arts.
Disciples with insufficient cultivation could not even get close to Xing Yun, as they would instantly be frozen into ice sculptures.
But Yue Zheng could feel a never-ending warmth passing through the connection of their skin into her body.
"Now it seems, Master was also wrong." Xing Yun raised his hand and slowly embraced her, "Senior Sister may seem emotionless, yet it’s stronger than having emotions. I am very happy."
Having Yue Zheng’s affirmation, his mood was unprecedentedly good.
Yue Zheng suddenly awoke, and cried out, "You... you are Xiao Yun from three hundred years ago?!"
Indeed.
To save her, Xing Yun had already dissipated his soul.
The last ti she heard his voice was when he helped her regain her body.
"It is I, Senior Sister." Xing Yun acknowledged, gently smoothing her hair with his other hand, "Rong Shi was right; Her Royal Highness the Princess is indeed the only variable in Shenzhou, returning to an unchangeable history."
Yue Zheng shuddered, murmuring: "An unchangeable history..."
"Now Her Royal Highness has unrivaled power." Xing Yun continued, "I asked her to allow to et with Senior Sister, and present-day Senior Sister is living very well."
Yue Zheng gritted her teeth, lips pursed, her tightly clenched hands trembling violently: "I am not doing well..."
"How is that not so? Senior Sister should have already broken through to a higher level, right?" Xing Yun asked, "Present-day Senior Sister can Shatter the Void, and venture into the vast Universe."
Yue Zheng closed her eyes, her voice hoarse: "Because, you are gone."
Xing Yun’s expression changed suddenly, and his arms trembled.
Only he knew how difficult it was for Yue Zheng to say such words.
"What should I do, Senior Sister, whatever you wish for in your heart, I will make it happen for you." Xing Yun showed a helpless smile, his voice softening, "But this, I truly cannot do."
"Aren’t you a genius in Taoist Arts? Master said you are extraordinarily brilliant, an unparalleled genius in Shenzhou Taoism Technique’s heritage history!" Yue Zheng’s emotion surged, "Why... why not?"
Xing Yun fell silent for a mont.
A few seconds later, he smiled again, "Because, I have Senior Sister."
—I have Senior Sister.
These five words, like a ruthless flood, subrged Yue Zheng, instantly dragging her back to the years of centuries past.
It was when Penglai Elder punished her to clean the Daoist Temple, and a while later, the silhouette of a boy appeared.
"Junior Brother, Master punished , why are you here too?"
"Because, I have Senior Sister."
It was also when she descended the mountain into the mortal world, cultivating her dao heart, being surrounded by bandits who did not know her identity.
Before she could take action, the suddenly appearing youth had already slain all these bandits.
"Junior Brother? Didn’t Master have you seclude yourself in cultivation?"
"Because, I have Senior Sister."
Every choice Xing Yun made, every path he took, was all for her.
Countless mories surged forth, Yue Zheng’s headache beca intense, and tears fell again.
This ti, her tears were wiped away not by fingers, but by the boy’s cold lips.
Xing Yun gently and tenderly kissed away the tears at the corner of her eyes, step by step.
Then he sighed, "Senior Sister, I apologize for the offense."
He couldn’t help it, yet he also didn’t want Yue Zheng to see the darkness within his heart.
"If..." Yue Zheng’s body continued to tremble, "I didn’t need you to save , but wanted you to live well?"
Xing Yun smiled.
He didn’t answer, but Yue Zheng already knew the answer.
"Senior Sister, this is enough." Xing Yun’s eyes were gentle, "Even though you cannot be moved by emotions, I know that in your heart, I am unique, and it is enough."
He was indeed still selfish, and domineering as well.
He was dying, yet he wanted her to rember him forever.
"You are certainly unique!" Yue Zheng couldn’t control her emotions, "Have you ever seen allow anyone else as I do you? They also call Senior Sister, but it’s not the sa with you."
Xing Yun lowered his eyelids.
Though her words spoke nothing of love, they deeply impacted his heart.
He had no regrets left.
"Senior Sister, please rember, no matter what..." Xing Yun raised his hand, touching her face once more, "I love you, none can surpass ."
Xing Yun forever protects Yue, eternally present.
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