The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Brother Huai Xian's Starry Sky Chariot?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xixue's brows furrowed with a faint hint of doubt, like a wisp of morning mist.

"Shouldn't he be presiding over the Nine Extremes Alliance in Baiyujing at this time?"

Wen Song's words surprised her somewhat.

That figure, forever standing atop the clouds, seemingly detached from worldly affairs, shouldn't he be in the Jade Capital of Beichen, preparing to discuss the affairs of the world with the emperors of the Nine Provinces?

"There are three days left until the Nine Extremes Alliance Meeting."

Yun Boyan had regained his usual cool and composed demeanor.

As long as he pretends nothing happened, then nothing happened.

"Perhaps he has some important business to attend to and needs to return to Holy Spirit Mountain."

His voice was steady.

"His Palace of Fate is located on Holy Spirit Mountain, which is adjacent to the Weaving Moon Sea Kingdom and is situated in the southwest of the Nine Provinces Continent. The Weaving Moon Sea Kingdom, on the other hand, is in the northwest."

He paused, his gaze falling on the fleeting starlight outside the carriage curtain.

"The Palace of Fate is one of the top powers in the Nine Provinces Continent, so it is naturally very busy."

"Actually, many people are very surprised that someone of He Lichen's status would become a Siyue at Lintai."

"Seventy percent of the geniuses from various countries in this Lintai have come here specifically to study in order to befriend him."

Tang Xixue was also slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Yes, why would someone as esteemed as He Lichen condescend to stay at Lintai?

He was clearly a great figure standing at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces.

"Brother Huaixian sacrificed half of his lifespan to protect my destiny star."

"I wonder if the power of Cangxue's heart can bring back his lost vitality?"

She lifted the carriage curtain and looked up at the sky.

The sky was crystal clear, and above the vast sea of ​​clouds, cranes indeed pulled a starry cloud chariot across the sky.

Where the cloud chariot passed, there were streaks of starlight, which shimmered with a faint silvery-blue luster under the sunlight, as if they were drifting out from the depths of the Milky Way.

She gazed at the rapidly receding trajectory, her eyes shimmering with a flickering light.

"In any case, we must return to Zhiyue and personally test the Heart of Azure Snow to know whether it can truly bring the dead back to life."

She thought there was still time.

Unbeknownst to her, in the unseen distance, the person who had burned half his life's energy for her was once again standing at the center of the vortex of fate.

She didn't know that when she thought everything could still be salvaged, he was nothing but a wisp of embers.

Now, her meager fortune not only ties her own life but also extends He Lichen's.

Their destinies were intertwined; in the past, he was the one who illuminated her path and shielded her from the storms of fate.

And now, her luck is also doing its best to protect his embers, so that the starlight that has burned for her for so long will not go out.

"But Zhizhi, everything in the world has its cause and effect."

Xie Jinlian's voice was deep and warm, like the warm sun piercing through the clouds in winter; the chill was still there, but it was already wrapped in the gentleness of melting snow.

That tenderness is subtle and unassuming; only when it touches the heart do you realize how warm it is.

"The Heart of Azure Snow may possess the miraculous ability to bring the dead back to life."

"But it will inevitably come at a price."

You should be careful.

He's always like this.

They never hindered her progress, but instead illuminated the abyss for her.

I never dictated her path, but simply accompanied her to witness the beauty of nature.

From the first time she held a sword.

He taught her how to wield a sword, but he didn't just teach her how to make her swords dazzling to the world.

He taught her the distant horizon where the sword's edge points, and also the fleeting moment when one's sharpness should be concealed.

What he taught her was never the skills to survive in this world.

Instead.

How can one live the life they want in this devastated world?

May she go further, stand higher, and one day, rule over her own piece of the sky.

In this life-or-death situation, he wanted her to win more than anyone else.

I long for her more than anyone else:

Even after winning, he remained the same little apprentice, radiant with starlight and carefree with the passing years.

"Don't worry, Master, I know what I'm doing."

Tang Xixue reached out and gently stroked Cangxue's heart.

"I'll try it carefully when the time comes."

"If it truly cannot be done, I will seek another method."

She smiled slightly, her eyes shining with an inextinguishable light.

"If the Heart of Cangxue is of any use, then I would appreciate it if Zhizhi could help Feiming in the future."

Xie Jinlian's voice gently pulled her back from her thoughts.

He took the breakfast snacks and a glass of water at just the right temperature that had been prepared and handed them to her.

His movements were natural; taking care of her seemed to be an instinct.

Tang Xixue took the cup of warm water, her fingertips touching the warmth.

"Feiming? What happened to him?"

She looked up at him, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"In the past, I searched high and low for you, but could not find you."

Xie Jinlian said slowly.

"In those years, I went to many places, asked many people, and tried many methods."

"In the end, Shi Feiming gave his teacher some pointers."

Xie Jinlian turned his head and looked at her face with a pity that was like something lost and then found again.

Tang Xixue held the cup of warm water, sipped it slowly, and listened attentively.

"As the saying goes, heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

Xie Jinlian continued.

"Although Fei Ming did not say it explicitly, he must have paid a considerable price. It was nothing more than either his lifespan or his vitality."

Unfortunately, their backlash from the heavens is almost incurable.

"Fei Ming really didn't say anything."

Tang Xixue held the cup of warm water, but something in her heart seemed to have been gently bumped.

It turns out that in those corners she never looked at, someone had reached out to her and brushed away the dust of fate.

In the distant place beyond her sight, someone lit a candle for her journey home, burning silently.

Suddenly, a sense of warmth arose in the human world.

The glimmer of light she gave to this world never sank into the long night, but instead converged into a galaxy, quietly paving a road home.

"Now that I am aware of this matter, I will certainly find a way to help Fei Ming."

She raised her head, her gaze clear and firm.

She looked at Xie Jinlian, a smile curving her lips upwards.

"Thank you for informing me, Master."

Her mother, Empress Bai Yining, had etched an image in her heart since childhood:

"Power must be in one's grasp, and one must be sharp oneself. The storms of this world are like knives; if you are not sharp enough, you can only be shaped into the shape they desire."

But the Empress Dowager also held his hand and gave him these words of advice:

"Zhizhi, you should remember the kindness you've received and repay the debt of gratitude. When others treat you well, it's not their obligation, but a matter of kindness. In any case, we will never repay kindness with enmity."

She has a blade hidden in its sheath, and light shining into her heart.

She remembered that her mother's gaze was very gentle when she said those words.

In that tenderness, there was expectation, and also a kind of regret that she couldn't understand at the time.

"Little Kiki, look!"

Yunmian lifted the carriage curtain, her voice brimming with excitement, and beckoned her to look outside.

"The entrance to the Moon-Weaving Sea Kingdom? Under the sea?"

Tang Xixue looked up and saw that as the ceremonial guard of the Sea Kingdom passed by, the waves receded to both sides on their own, as if a curtain had been drawn from the sky, revealing an underwater path covered with fine white sand and crystal shells.

The road winds its way into the depths, its destination unknown.

As they entered, the parted seawater behind them quietly closed up again, as if it had never been opened at all.

Above those layered waves was a vast expanse of blue water; and beneath the seabed they were traversing, there was a wide, open passageway, shimmering with light and a dreamlike dome.