The Star-Gazing Tower, the Inner Cabinet.

Su Xingcan looked at the crumpled letter in her hand, her fingertips trembling.

"This is……"

Before the bed, Hongyu whispered:

"Master knew this day would come, so he wrote a letter in advance."

He said that after he dies, he will come to find you with this letter.

The candlelight was dim and dim.

Su Xingcan, who had a persistent high fever, opened the envelope.

Take out a yellowed piece of paper from inside.

Just a few lines of text.

It's a familiar handwriting.

-

"You invited me to listen to the most awkward play in Qi, to see the most alluring woman in Qi, and to taste the most bland and tasteless peach blossoms in Qi..."

"I don't like any of these."

"I only like that rainy night when we got drunk in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Qi... and the few jars of wine you treated me to."

"Red Fish... I'll be entrusting you with my care from now on."

-

Looking at the handwriting on the letter, Su Xingcan smiled wistfully.

"In the end, I've lost a friend I can drink with."

"Life... is truly as lonely as snow..."

After speaking, Su Xingcan looked at the red fish with gentle eyes:

Where is Qingxue's body buried?

The red fish's eye sockets were slightly red.

"Yinxia Mountain Forest".

With Su Qingyao's help, Su Xingcan slowly got up and walked to the bedside.

Outside, snow was falling heavily and the wind was biting.

"Red fish..."

"From now on, you'll come with me."

The red fish did not refuse.

She also wanted to return a glass of wine to Fan Qingxue.

That cup of wine at Yangchunlou.

After receiving this letter and seven days passing, Su Xingcan finally recovered from her illness.

He plunged headlong into the library. Three days later, Su Xingcan emerged from the library, disheveled and with shining eyes, holding a star map. He found Zhao Yi:

"Brother Zhao!"

"I have unlocked the secret of the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions!"

Zhao raised an eyebrow and said:

"What does that mean?"

Su Xingcan pieced together several star charts in front of Zhao Yi and said excitedly:

"There are forty-nine variations, each a piece of a puzzle, which indeed reveals the auspicious geomantic location within a certain of the six kingdoms..."

"It's just not in Burial Valley!"

"It's actually Suolong Gorge, a hundred miles outside the border of Wei!"

"There's a large tomb there, containing the treasures left behind by the last emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Ding!

A system notification appeared indicating that the main quest was complete.

Zhao Yi stroked his chin and praised Su Xingcan:

"You do have some skill, though."

Su Xingcan grinned:

"I'll go wash up, and then we can set off."

"When I went to the State of Wei to study, I visited that wild and uncivilized place."

"Soon, we will be able to witness the secrets of the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions..."

Zhao Yi shook his head and said:

"Brother Su, I'm afraid you'll have to go by yourself this time."

Su Xingcan was stunned.

"What do you mean, Brother Zhao?"

Zhao Yi smiled slightly:

"I've already said, I'm only interested in the secret of the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions itself."

"You've solved it now."

"I am about to return to the Jie Sect, and this journey through the martial world will thus come to an end."

Su Xingcan remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

Since ancient times, love has often been accompanied by the pain of parting.

"Brother Zhao, would you mind revealing...where the Jie Sect is located?"

Zhao Yi shrugged:

"Anyway, it's not in one of the six kingdoms."

"Beyond the six kingdoms, there is a vast and boundless world. Perhaps we will meet again in the future."

Upon hearing this, Su Xingcan's eyes burned with intensity.

"I still owe Brother Zhao a favor. If there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely treat you to a good drink!"

Zhao nodded:

"it is good."

"Take care of yourself!"

After saying goodbye, Su Xingcan stood on the pavilion and watched Zhao Yi and Su Qingyao leave in the heavy snow.

Suddenly, the red fish appeared behind him and draped a fur coat over his shoulders.

Su Xingcan asked softly:

"I haven't yet asked Miss Red Fish's surname?"

Hongyu glanced at Su Xingcan, her face neither flushed nor her heart skipped a beat, and said very directly:

"No surname."

"From now on... it's up to you."

Su Xingcan murmured:

"Su Hongyu...is not bad either."

"You are Qingxue's only 'family' left in the human world. As for the trouble with the Prince of Qi... I will definitely help you solve it."

Su Hongyu knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Su Xingcan.

Su Xingcan quickly helped her up, looked around, and said with a wry smile in a low voice:

"Red Fish... don't kowtow again next time..."

"After we get married, I will be your husband, not your teacher... You don't need to perform this grand ceremony."

A hint of shyness, perhaps a little unusual, flickered in Hongyu's cold eyes as she softly hummed in agreement.

As snow fell heavily, the two embraced in the pavilion, savoring a hard-won moment of tranquility...

...

"It's time to go back."

Zhao Yi let out a long breath.

This world... it's a real mess.

I'm tired of him trying to show off.

The problem is... you can't not install it!

If you fail to intimidate a boss-level character like Ren Wudi, you'll be in big trouble if you actually start fighting!

Especially... after the battle at Burial Valley, Ren Wudi directly comprehended the power of laws!

It's only a matter of time before this bastard breaks through to the state of oneness with heaven and man (a very ominous state).

I need to be more careful when I walk from now on. Who knows, one day some fierce little brat might suddenly appear out of nowhere and challenge me to a sword duel!

Su Qingyao suddenly said softly:

"Grandma Red Fish never touched alcohol in her life."

"The only cup I drank was the nuptial wine I shared with my father on our wedding night."

"In that case, it's actually repaying a favor for Fan Qingxue."

Zhao Yi gazed at the swirling snowflakes and sighed:

"Perhaps for Fan Qingxue, this world of martial arts... is really not as good as the few jars of wine that Su Xingcan treated him to."

After speaking, the two of them transformed into streaks of light and disappeared into the snow-covered world...

...

"Master, before he left, Master Zhao asked me to deliver a letter to you."

Su Xingcan, who was warming himself by the fire with Hongyu in the house, was slightly taken aback. He took the envelope from the servant, opened it, and his gaze sharpened.

The red fish opposite said softly:

"What did he write to you?"

Su Xingcan chuckled:

"A poem."

"What poem?"

Su Xingcan read aloud softly:

"Heroes rise and fall with the times; once you enter the world of martial arts, time flies by."

"Imperial ambitions and great achievements are discussed in jest; nothing beats a life of blissful intoxication."

"With sword in hand, I ride forth, unleashing a rain of ghosts; white bones pile up like mountains, startling birds into flight."

"Worldly affairs are like tides, and people are like water; alas, in the world of martial arts... how many return?"

PS:

Let me just say a few words.

This instance is rather special.

The story itself isn't particularly original; it just tells the tale of a few people who were played by fate.

King Qi, who had spent half his life scheming and should have won the most, ultimately suffered the most crushing defeat.

The confident scholar, who claimed he would make Fan Qingxue owe him a life, ended up owing her a life in return.

Fan Qingxue, who kept insisting on returning the wine, ultimately failed to return the cup herself.

Red Fish tried her best to protect her master, but in the end, she was protected by her master and watched him die in front of her.

Ren Wudi, who looked down upon the world and spent his life seeking defeat, ultimately became truly invincible.

Wei Xuezhong, who devoted his entire life to helping the King of Qi unify the world, ultimately turned into dust under the capriciousness of fate.

If Zhao Yi is a spectator...

In his eyes, there are no winners in this world of martial arts.

The world of martial arts is cruel.

No one can get what they want.

This is exactly what our predecessors meant when they said—

People in the arena involuntarily.

Cherish what you have at the moment!

This copy is complete.

Goodnight, my darlings!!

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