The Supre Wisdom was forced to retreat and had to fall into slumber to conserve energy, waiting for the day of ultimate awakening. Chongming’s isolation was not rely a physical closure of the borders, cutting off access.
Instead, the entire Chongming Country was enveloped by the will of the Supre Wisdom, like a vast prison.
Yet the people inside the prison did not feel trapped, but believed the Supre Wisdom was protecting them.
However, Yan Tingfeng was not controlled by the Supre Wisdom. This body from birth was in a vegetative state, never imprinted with the Supre Wisdom’s spiritual mark.
Nor did the Supre Wisdom foresee that twenty years later, the Supre Martial Arts Master feared across the Shenzhou Land Continent would awaken this body.
Thus, as soon as Yan Tingfeng restored his cultivation, he imdiately used Dream-Entering Technique to enter Ye Wanlan’s dreams and et her.
Sotis, the one who remains alive bears even greater pain.
Just like him awakening from the Ice Coffin three hundred years later, or her who has seen the passage of history.
So he needed to tell her, she was still alive.
Even though they could not et now, nor touch one another, being able to reunite in dreams was already an exceedingly joyful thing for him.
Yet Yan Tingfeng felt sowhat apprehensive; as venerable as the Supre Martial Arts Master, he could not fathom Princess Yongning’s thoughts.
At that ti, he thought death would end everything, thus he had no burden in his heart and faced death calmly.
But now he was alive, would Ye Wanlan truly not beco angry with her temperant?
"..."
Deathly silence descended, ti passed by the minute.
Ye Wanlan still stood quietly on the spot, without a trace of movent.
"Xiao Wan, I didn’t an to, I just..." Just as Yan Tingfeng was about to be at a loss, the girl suddenly rushed forward, embraced him, and overwheld him in her arms.
All remaining words were stuck in his throat.
Yan Tingfeng’s body trembled: "Princess..."
Clearly, this was not a physical touch—logically, there should be no senses in a dream.
Yet the mont she held him, he felt a scorching heat envelop his body, as if he were in the midst of flas, his limbs and bones burning.
Between them, perhaps no words were necessary, only a glance or a touch would instantly reveal each other’s intentions.
Yan Tingfeng raised his hands, having never been this intimately involved with anyone, he was montarily at a loss where to place his hands.
"It’s said the Master of Highest Heaven Tower is not close to n or won, others cannot even touch his sleeve." A voice sounded by his ear, "Now, I believe it; otherwise, he wouldn’t not know how to embrace."
The pace was slow, with a hint of teasing.
Yan Tingfeng slightly breathed out in relief, it seed she was not angry, then...
However, before putting the next thought into action, Ye Wanlan had already let go: "Now, it’s ti to settle accounts."
Indeed, she was very angry.
Angry that Yan Tingfeng exhausted his cultivation to protect her, and angry that he didn’t discuss with her, but went ahead and faced death on his own.
His sacrifice was too swift, so fast that she simply had no ti to stop it.
He left the remainder of his cultivation to her, but his body was shattered cleanly, turning to dust, scattering with the wind with no trace.
Yan Tingfeng’s hand froze, he gently blinked, appearing quite innocent: "Xiao Wan?"
Ye Wanlan remained unmoved: "Call Princess."
"Princess." Yan Tingfeng smoothly complied, imdiately changing his address, "My heart hurts a little."
Ye Wanlan stood firm as a rock: "If your heart hurts, go find a doctor."
"My body is unique, other doctors probably can’t help." Yan Tingfeng lowered his lashes, "Only the Princess can save ."
Ye Wanlan was steady as a mountain: "Just afraid soone chooses death, rather than wait for my rescue."
"The circumstances were dire, and Rong Shi said...said I wouldn’t live past three months." Yan Tingfeng coughed, smiling bitterly, "I thought, at least to make my death worthwhile."
He looked at her with extrely gentle eyes: "If it makes you stronger, then to , it’s worth it."
She was born to stand at the pinnacle of the kings, overlooking the world.
Her goal, was also what his heart desired.
He was willing to die for her.
Exchange his life, for her greatness.
It’s a very worthwhile thing.
"Shut up!" Ye Wanlan’s expression suddenly beca fierce, "You and Father both say the strongest is destined to be lonely, because there’s only one, but if truly there is only left, then being the strongest, what’s the use!"
She wanted to beco strong only to protect Shenzhou, to protect those she loved.
But if none of these remain, then her strength is aningless.
Yan Tingfeng was at a loss, after a while, he lowered his head: "I was wrong."
"Where were you wrong?"
"Wrong in not exchanging life for life, wrong in not discussing with you."
Ye Wanlan: "You don’t truly think so; in your heart, you think you weren’t wrong."
Yan Tingfeng: "..."
He ended up feeling helpless but still smiled, a softness after the killings shed: "Then how does Her Royal Highness the Princess plan to punish ? I’m at her disposal."
"To punish you—" Ye Wanlan turned her head, "My heart tells , I’m also unwilling."
Yan Tingfeng’s pupils suddenly contracted.
"I know you’re still alive because after you left... I forced Rong Shi out." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "He said he predicted your physical form was destroyed, but not the spirit."
Yan Tingfeng paused, his brows quickly rising: "Seems we both were deceived by him."
Clearly, back then he was also trapped in a kind of limitation, not thinking he could once again open his eyes.
"Indeed." Ye Wanlan paused, then coldly laughed, "But actually we were not deceived by him, but by the heavens."
"Rong Shi’s vague words, in fact, it was precisely this vagueness that left a sliver of hope." Yan Tingfeng slowly closed his eyes, "But the hope was sothing we gave ourselves."
The Heavenly chanism cannot be divulged; once revealed, then even a sliver of hope turns into an absolute dead end.
Yet now there remain many confusions and doubts.
For example, why did Princess Yongning go to another world after her death, and why does he have a second body?
"He must have left Divine Thought sowhere, once we see him, perhaps we can resolve other mysteries." Ye Wanlan slightly shook her head, "And now I..."
Yan Tingfeng lifted his head: "Hmm?"
Ye Wanlan said: "I really miss you, I’m not lying, I’ve always felt that my heart is true to you."
With that, she reached out to touch his face.
Yan Tingfeng was first stunned, then gently smiled, leaning forward, his cheek touching her fingers.
Then he lowered his head, with a very gentle and slow pace, kissing her lips.
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