What does it mean that they all lived with lifelong regrets?

Standing on the frozen surface of Lake Heart, Xie Jiexue raised her head.

She saw snow.

Large snowflakes were falling from the sky, drifting into her robes, settling into her hair, and accumulating on the ice beneath her feet.

She reached out and caught a snowflake.

The snowflakes landed in Xie Jiexue's palm; they didn't melt, nor were they cold.

Or rather, she didn't feel anything at all.

Xie Jiexue crushed the snowflakes, lowered her head, and looked at the ice beneath her feet.

At this moment, the surface of the Lake of the Heart is no longer water, but has been replaced by a layer of frozen ice.

The ice was transparent, but frost and snow kept accumulating on it, making it impossible for her to see anything.

The snowflakes continued to fall.

It grew larger and larger, making the lake calmer and colder.

Suddenly, a storm arose, whipping up large snowflakes from the lake's surface, revealing the transparent water beneath.

The snow has disappeared.

But on the ice, the fifteen-year-old Xie Jiexue was still there, gazing at her beyond the lake.

But it seems that the ice is not as transparent as the water, and her fifteen-year-old self is somewhat blurry.

Xie Jiexue just watched.

This is the second level of the Heart Sword Technique.

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If the first step is to turn water into ice, the second step is to solidify ice with snow.

During this phase, the calm is still an illusion; the underwater currents could break through the ice at any moment.

We must calm the undercurrents beneath the ice, so they no longer attempt to break through; we must whiten the ice, obscuring its original appearance; we must stop the wind from blowing, so it no longer dispels the tranquility of the snow.

If you achieve these three things, you will succeed.

Staring at her reflection, Xie Jiexue felt inexplicably lost.

She can still recall what she looked like at fifteen, and she can still remember Lin Wuhua and her past.

But she felt that those were all distant and unreal things.

It felt so distant, like something that happened to someone else; so unreal, like it never happened.

The storm is over.

The peaceful snow continued to fall, continuing to cover her reflection.

This training session is over.

Xie Jiexue opened her eyes and returned to reality.

She covered her chest.

At Xie Jiexue's chest, the sword bone was jumping and moving.

The new sword bone is becoming an increasingly perfect match for her body.

Building upon the previous step of nourishing her magical power, Sword Bone is reshaping her physique.

Lin Wuhua's sword bones protected Xie Jiexue's body, so every inch of her meridians began to adapt to the increasingly sharp sword energy, and every bone resonated with the sword intent.

By now, without anyone else saying anything, Xie Jiexue could realize that she could probably really become the Sword Master.

But still, she didn't feel anything.

Suddenly, Xie Jiexue raised her head.

The Supreme Frost is buzzing.

A deep, continuous hum, as if the entire Sword Sect was trembling slightly.

She realized that Tai Shang Han Shuang seemed to be getting closer to her.

From afar, Xie Jiexue seemed to sense a powerful demon hundreds of miles away.

So she raised her hand and tried to generate new power.

With a thought, the Supreme Frost emitted an invisible hum.

Then, the demonic aura vanished.

Xie Jiexue looked down from the main peak of the Sword Sect, towards the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.

She hadn't seen Lin Wuhua for over a month, due to her busy cultivation, demons, and a whole host of other miscellaneous reasons.

Xie Jiexue took a step forward, but then stopped, involuntarily gripping her wrist.

After pausing for several seconds, Xie Jiexue took another step and returned to her room.

She wanted to bring something to Lin Wuhua.

......

In the Sutra Repository, Xie Jiexue, carrying a bucket of lotus seed soup, met Lin Wuhua again.

He gave Xie Jiexue a pale smile, making no mention of the fact that Xie Jiexue hadn't come to see him for a long time.

"You've come to see me, Jie Xue."

But with just this one sentence, Xie Jiexue felt the undercurrents in the lake of his heart instantly become turbulent.

"Hmm," she said, "how are you doing? I heard someone bumped into you last time."

"Hmm, not bad," Lin Wuhua said. "I've made some progress in my cultivation."

Lin Wuhua and Xie Jiexue chattered on about what they had seen and heard over the past few months.

Someone came to him because they were injured or had encountered a problem during their cultivation; another day, a bird was injured and he saved it...

He talks about all sorts of random, nonsensical things.

As Xie Jiexue listened, her heart inexplicably calmed down, and all the inexplicable turmoil disappeared.

She even brought a wooden thermos and fed Lin Wuhua lotus seed soup.

"Come, let me feed you."

From Lin Wuhua's answer, Xie Jiexue knew that Lin Wuhua had not given up or become despondent.

He was still reading, thinking, and practicing swordsmanship.

"Is it tasty?"

A spoonful of lotus seed soup was scooped up and brought to Lin Wuhua's lips.

"I can eat by myself."

"Come on, be good, don't throw a tantrum."

Xie Jiexue pinched Lin Wuhua's cheek.

"With me here, you don't need to lift a finger."

"Is it good?" she asked again.

Lin Wuhua nodded: "Sweet."

Xie Jiexue then told Lin Wuhua about her progress, and Lin Wuhua nodded, seemingly quite pleased.

But suddenly, Lin Wuhua glanced at her hair: "Are you alright? I feel like you're not doing well."

Xie Jiexue did not answer.

"Your hair has turned a lot whiter," Lin Wuhua said, pointing to Xie Jiexue's hair.

Her once smooth and shiny black hair had turned nearly a third white from the roots, and she didn't know when.

Even if it's not a deathly white, but pure white, it's still quite jarring.

Lin Wuhua grasped Xie Jiexue's hand and pressed it against her cheek.

His face was cold because of his fragility, but her hands were even colder, so Xie Jiexue felt warmth from her palms instead.

"Are you cold?" Lin Wuhua asked.

This question was even simpler, but Xie Jiexue still couldn't answer it.

She didn't even dare to go see Lin Wuhua.

In the end, she simply replied, "My swordsmanship has improved a lot."

Lin Wuhua fell silent, a rare occurrence for him.

"Would you like to come visit me more often? There aren't many people here, so you can come and have some fun more often in the future."

"I'm feeling better now, you won't let me get frostbite."

Xie Jiexue remained silent, then turned her head away and told a weak and feeble lie.

"I... want to cultivate..."

Lin Wuhua remained silent for even longer.

In this silence, Xie Jiexue felt extremely uncomfortable.

Her hands trembled slightly as she haphazardly tidied up the lotus seed soup that Lin Wuhua had finished eating.

"Um... I have to go back now."

"Is there anything I can do for you? Whether it's resources or anything else, please tell me."

Lin Wuhua sighed, handed Xie Jiexue the spoon she had forgotten, and then pulled her over.

He hugged her and gently patted her shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

He pushed her away.

"Could I take a look at the 'Supreme Forgetfulness Technique'?"

"I'd like to hear how you cultivate."