A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

That night, none of the three of them went out.

Outside, Shang Zhi's men were glaring at them, while inside, the protective barrier left by their master shielded them. Ironically, this was the safest corner outside the menacing mountain gate. Shen Yu stood at the palace entrance, while Ye Feng accompanied Lin Yuqing, who had fallen asleep on a futon in a corner of the palace.

It was late, and the mountain wind howled from the eaves outside the hall. This gust of wind, blowing against the thick stone walls, became particularly light and faint inside the hall, almost imperceptible. This made the hall seem even quieter.

The luminous pearls hanging overhead shone even more brightly at night, dozens of them illuminating the scene, making it look from afar like a Milky Way fallen from the sky, within reach. Ye Feng had lived for over 20 years, traversed countless places and cities, and it would be strange if he hadn't seen strange things! But such ancient, such quiet stars were truly a first for him.

After reading the letter his master gave him, Ye Feng felt much lighter.

Leaning against the cold wall and gazing up at the luminous pearl above him, which resembled a galaxy, Ye Feng felt relaxed for the first time.

"Ye Feng," Lin Yuqing nestled in his arms and asked softly, "Did Master's letter... mention anything about me?"

Ye Feng held Lin Yuqing's hand and, after thinking for a long time, finally brought out the part of the letter that was not mentioned in the letter and told her about it.

Lin Yuqing listened quietly. When she heard her master say that he "knew who the key was from the beginning" but deliberately didn't say it just to make things happen for the two of them, her beautiful face also became slightly flushed.

"So... I actually knew a long time ago..."

She spoke softly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Hmm." Ye Feng grinned, unusually not putting on airs, but exuding a tenderness, "Master, that old guy, he looks so old-fashioned, but he's really good at being a matchmaker."

Lin Yuqing was amused by Ye Feng and gave him a light kick, but the light in her eyes was many times brighter than the stars on the roof.

She wasn't always a cheerful girl. Boss Lin, in the business world, always wore a cold, aloof expression, hiding all his tenderness beneath that hard armor. But suddenly, somehow, that armor vanished, leaving her nestled in his arms.

Listening to Ye Feng recount his master's "blind spot," Lin Yuqing felt both shy and warm inside. It turned out that fate wasn't so bad after all. Within this vast web extended to her, there was a tender destiny deliberately left behind. An older man she had never met had firmly bound her to him.

Ye Feng looked at her, his heart filled with tenderness.

He also thought about six years.

He thought of how every day, his master would get up early, drag him out of bed, and lecture him as dawn broke; how he would practice breathing exercises; he thought of his senior brother Shen Yu, who always teased him with wild fruits from the mountains, and if he lost a bet, he would have to give him all the fruits; he thought of his master failing at alchemy, his face covered in dust, yet still arguing, "The heat was just a little off..."

Those days, though tough, were pure and clean, like a mountain stream.

"Senior brother," Ye Feng looked at Shen Yu at the entrance of the hall, "Do you remember? That medicinal garden that Master cultivated on the back mountain?"

"How could you forget? You brat, while your master was in seclusion, you secretly went to pick his century-old snow ginseng, made a pot of soup, and as a result, you were punished by kneeling for three days and three nights." Shen Yu was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, I did drink that soup, your senior brother ate most of it back then, why didn't he kneel down with him?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

Their eyes met, and they both saw the memories hidden in each other's eyes—the youth that had passed many years ago but could never be erased. The estrangement during that time, the unspoken doubts, slowly became less intense under these old grievances.

"Hey, that snow ginseng stew really smells delicious," Ye Feng chuckled. "Kneeling for three days was worth it!"

"Worthless my foot." Shen Yu shook his head. "Do you know that while you were kneeling outside the alchemy room, your master scolded you for being a spendthrift, but actually secretly brought you hot soup three times that night to ward off the cold? Didn't you see that?"

Ye Feng paused for a moment, his hand that was touching the cup stopped.

He had no idea about this! It turned out that for those three nights, he had endured the biting cold while kneeling on the icy stones, thinking that no one was taking care of his safety. But there was always a pair of warm hands behind him protecting him from the severe cold of the mountains and forests!

Lin Yuqing listened to the two usually mature and composed men talking back and forth, reminiscing about old stories from the mountains, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst out laughing.

The oppressive atmosphere in the hall vanished instantly.

Ye Feng stood up and walked to a wall covered with murals. By the light of the pearl, he discovered that the murals depicted events that had happened on Nirvana Mountain since ancient times. Long ago, a deathly power called "Abyss" almost overwhelmed the human world. However, two bloodlines, combining strength and gentleness, yin and yang, bound by blood and flesh and by life, finally suppressed it underground.

The mural's brushstrokes were mottled, and it was just one mural, but the appearance of "Abyss" was depicted in a terrifying way. A churning mass of deathly blackness, devouring all light, surged out from the ground, and wherever it passed, vegetation withered and all living things died.

Looking at the blackness on the stone wall, Ye Feng felt a chill creep down his spine.

But what suppresses that "abyss" is never just one vein!

At the end of the mural, there are two figures standing side by side. One is engulfed in a strong flame, while the other is surrounded by a cool, clear light.

One force and one gentleness are needed; without either one, the deadly spirits underground cannot be suppressed!

After staring at the two figures for a long time, Ye Feng subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Yuqing sitting on the futon.

She was using the light of the pearl to look curiously at everything in the hall, completely unaware that she was wearing something that was somehow connected to the hall.

The figure shrouded in a chilling light, capable of contending with the "Abyss," possessing a pure Yin power... After looking at the mural and Lin Yuqing, Ye Feng felt an indescribable sensation.

It seemed that the two figures were connected by a line invisible to the naked eye.

However, he still couldn't see clearly what was at the other end of the line.

A strange feeling, the same feeling that had bothered him during the day, inexplicably surfaced in Ye Feng's mind.

His master's letter revealed the truth about his past.

But about "her"...

The letter hasn't said everything yet.

……