In the grey and white world, Gongsun Yue saw her sister practicing martial arts.
She also wanted to learn, but her foster father had other plans for her.
Half a month later, she was sent to a place called the Celestial Craft Institute.
A scholarly-looking man, wearing glasses, took her from her foster father's hands.
"From today on, you will study at the Celestial Craft Institute. I am your teacher, Wang Zhi."
The teacher was strict with her, but also very gentle.
Knowing she missed her sister, every now and then, he would take her to see her sister.
"Your perception far exceeds that of ordinary people, which is a good thing. You must learn to use it to listen to the sounds inside the Divine Machine. Everything has a spirit, even inanimate objects; it's just that their Spiritual Essence is lazier and weaker. If you can sense them, you can nurture them with your Divine Energy, allowing them to grow in the direction you need. This is the essence of the Divine Machine Art...."
Under the teacher's diligent guidance, she quickly grasped a lot of knowledge related to the Divine Machine Art.
Finally, she also began to work on creating her first Divine Machine.
It was a gourd, inspired by seeing her sister get injured while fighting outside with tainted spirits, she wanted to make a Divine Machine that could heal injuries.
"Stay calm, the process of infusing Divine Energy must not be interrupted....."
The teacher's voice ca, and her Divine Energy slowly, as she learned before, was infused into the Spiritual Essence within it.
Enriched by the Divine Energy, it gradually beca lively and agile.
Finally, with a glimr of Spiritual Light on the gourd, echoing her Divine Energy, this mont marked her successful application of the Divine Machine Art.
This was already considered a Divine Machine, and from then on, by continuously nurturing it with Divine Energy, its functions would grow increasingly powerful.
"Very good, you've succeeded, you've created a Divine Machine."
Wang Zhi's comforting voice brought Gongsun Yue back from her joy.
"It's all because of your excellent teaching, teacher." Gongsun Yue responded to Wang Zhi with etiquette.
Wang Zhi nodded slightly, a smile on his face, apparently very pleased with this intelligent student.
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A rare warm mory.
Lin Qianxuan felt sowhat unaccustod to it.
After all, the mories he saw before were almost tainted with a sense of tragedy, except for this one which was sowhat heartwarming.
Coming back to his senses, he spoke: "Yue'Er, accompany Miss Ying here for so activities. It's a bit stuffy here, I'll go out for so fresh air, call if you need anything."
"Don't worry, Young Master." Gongsun Yue nodded.
After Lin Qianxuan turned and left, Gongsun Ying looked at Gongsun Yue with a slightly complex expression.
She clearly heard Lin Qianxuan's way of addressing Gongsun Yue.
Such intimacy, yet Gongsun Yue did not show any sign of objection.
There seed to be a tacit understanding between them that others were unaware of.
From the bottom of her heart, she felt sowhat envious.
But she didn't show it, even thinking it was a good thing.
Between her and Lin Qianxuan, it's impossible.
With the looming cataclysm, she bore too much responsibility, unable to offer any response.
However, Yue'Er, for a long ti, no one even looked at her directly because of the cataclysm, suffering much scorn. At her age, she wasn't married.
Now, it was rare for Lin Qianxuan to not view Yue'Er with an unusual gaze. She should help Yue'Er find happiness.
"Yue'Er, what do you think of Young Master Lin?" Gongsun Ying asked.
"Sister, what do you an?" Gongsun Yue, being very intelligent, imdiately knew what Gongsun Ying ant, replying, "There's nothing between and the Young Master."
"Yet he calls you Yue'Er?" Gongsun Ying teased slightly.
Gongsun Yue was speechless, taking hold of Gongsun Ying's head with her hands, saying, "Sister, are you blocked by Qi and Blood in your head? Let check for you."
"Don't..." Gongsun Ying pleaded repeatedly, saying, "Yue'Er, dear Yue'Er, stop ssing around.... I'm serious. At your age, you should be thinking about marriage. It's rare that you and Young Master Lin have mutual feelings. Since foster father's passing, I've always worried about your marriage. Now with Young Master Lin's sudden appearance, it might be foster father's spirit in heaven acting as a matchmaker."
"But the Young Master already has a lover." Gongsun Yue shook her head.
"But he can't go back now, can he?" Gongsun Ying said, "Dear sister, when the opportunity cos, you must seize it. Missing it would be a matter of a lifeti."
"With the cataclysm at hand, it's too early to consider these things now!" Gongsun Yue retorted again.
"Whether this great calamity can truly be stopped is still unknown. Yue'Er, I just hope you won't have any regrets." Gongsun Ying said earnestly.
"Then what about you, sister?" Gongsun Yue asked back.
"?" Gongsun Ying smiled and said, "I have other ambitions; romantic affairs are a burden to ."
Though her words were carefree, within her heart, Gongsun Ying couldn't help but recall Lin Qianxuan's words in the Purple Bamboo Sect when he held her hand.
Hold her hand for a lifeti?
Honestly, how could he say such things so casually?
Young Master Lin's words are sotis less stable, perhaps due to different language customs in their world?
That must be it; Young Master Lin doesn't seem like a frivolous person.
Even though Lin Qianxuan never explained, with such good impressions, Gongsun Ying had already subconsciously made so excuses for him.
"If sister doesn't marry, I won't either." Gongsun Yue said.
"Yue'Er, you are really....." Gongsun Ying said with a bitter smile.
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On the deck, Lin Qianxuan gazed at the devastated city below, a complex expression in his eyes.
Seeing a cutscene in a ga was one thing; witnessing it in reality was another.
In this disaster, so many people died or were injured; they are no longer just a string of numbers.
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