Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

But after the kiss, her gaze cleared, and she looked at Tan Lin openly and honestly, her voice steady, with an unspoken seriousness in her tone:

"My feelings are clear to you, my brother."

But my Way of Chi Yao is not about romantic love, nor is it about day and night.

Today's action is a way of settling accounts for that rainy night climb up the cliff hundreds of years ago, with my brother... and also for myself...

She paused, her gaze shifting to the direction Chi Xuan had gone.

Immediately, her voice lowered, taking on a rare earnestness:

"If we meet again in the future, how you treat me, my brother, is irrelevant. Whether we share a life of mutual support or forget each other in the vast world, my heart is on the path of righteousness, and I have my own way to walk. I don't care too much about those things."

But Xuan'er, she...

She looked at Tan Lin, her eyes sharp as swords, yet concealing a deep helplessness and tenderness for her younger sister:

"Xuan'er is different from me."

She appears carefree, impulsive, and heartless, but in reality, she is deeply affectionate, easily broken, and difficult to forgive.

Today she relinquished her true self, seemingly having found peace, but in reality, that lingering attachment in her heart will likely be difficult to sever in this lifetime.

I ask for nothing more than that, brother... if there is a chance in the future, if we still have contact, may things be peaceful and harmonious, or perhaps you yourself believe the time is right, and that you will be able to accept Xuan'er.

I know that before spending this month with Xuan'er, my brother had never developed feelings for her.

Even now, my brother may not have much feeling for Xuan'er. In the future, I don't ask that you be deeply in love with her, I only ask that... there be a place for her in your heart..."

Chi Yao paused for a long time after saying this, as if she felt that what she had just said was somewhat inappropriate, as if she was weighing the most appropriate words, but in the end it turned into a barely audible sigh:

"I hope you can give her a result, whether it is good or bad for Xuan'er in the end, it is better than letting her be trapped in obsession for the rest of her life and have her mind clouded."

As soon as he finished speaking,

She stopped looking at Tan Lin.

Da...da...

Lingguang Shenwen, her fragrant shoes touching the ground, her green skirt fluttering, walked towards the edge of the cliff, her back to him, leaving Tan Lin with a slender yet upright figure like a pine tree.

"That's all I have to say, brother, please."

Tan Lin stood there, the icy touch on her cheek still lingering.

He watched Chi Yao's slender back, his heart churning with mixed emotions, but in the end, all the complex feelings turned into a silent sigh.

He didn't speak again, but simply bowed slightly to the green figure.

clatter……

Then, he took a step forward, his figure disappearing into the ripples of the void, vanishing completely from the top of the Hedao Cliff.

Standing still, the strong wind howled, blowing Chi Yao's dress and long hair.

She stood there quietly for a long time without moving.

Only after confirming that Tan Lin's breath had completely disappeared, and as the sun set, did she slowly raise her hand, her fingertips gently brushing against her lips.

There, it seemed, was still a trace of warmth that didn't belong to her.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the cold, thin air at the top of Hedao Cliff, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear and firm, all the turmoil had subsided.

"With the great path ahead, why distract yourself?"

She muttered to herself, seemingly to no one in particular.

Immediately, she blurred into a streak of emerald light, shooting towards the depths of the Chi family's territory, towards the direction where her younger sister was.

……

Heavenly soldiers, ancient stars, a land of creation.

The ancient tree of life is bathed in the glow of the setting sun, and the Dao is shrouded in mist, tranquil and peaceful.

A month later, Li Qingjue was still sitting under the tree with his knees drawn up to his chest, his face buried in his arms. His aura was dark and chaotic, as if he might "go into a demonic state" at any moment, and then perish.

For her, the cold remark someone made as they left, "Rotten wood cannot be carved," had a profound impact.

Tianling stood silently by her side, her purple-gold eyes filled with worry and helplessness.

Guo Ziqian sat cross-legged at a distance, his eyes fixed on his nose and his mind, trying his best to minimize his presence.

Suddenly.

hum...

The Lingbao Array Diagram was positioned in one of the four corners. The void rippled slightly, and a figure in a green robe stepped out from the void. It was Tan Lin, who had returned from the Big Dipper.

"Master?!"

Almost simultaneously with Tan Lin's return, Li Qingjue, who had been lifeless, seemingly indifferent to everything around him, and utterly dejected, returned to his usual state.

Suddenly raising his head, a startling light burst forth in his swollen, red eyes.

Before she could even wipe away the fresh and old tear stains on her face, her black dress billowing like a shadow, she flashed and was already in front of Tan Lin.

She didn't dare embrace him; instead, she gripped Tan Lin's sleeve tightly, her tall figure tilted slightly upwards, her voice trembling and choked with sobs:

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed you... I've thought it through. As long as you're not angry, I'll do anything you ask..."

She spoke incoherently, as if she feared the person before her was merely an illusion.

Tan Lin sighed inwardly as he looked at his apprentice's bewildered and helpless appearance.

He raised his hand, intending to gently stroke the other person's disheveled black hair, but ultimately refrained, his voice indifferent:

"How can I entrust my 'back' to you in the future when you are so helpless and vulnerable?"

Hearing that familiar, calm voice,

In an instant, Li Qingjue's tense mind relaxed abruptly, and tears welled up in her eyes again, but the energy around her stabilized at a visible speed.

She loosened her grip on Tan Lin's clothes, her lips pressed tightly together, as if preparing to receive his impromptu lecture.

Not far away, Tianling also stood up at this moment. Seeing Tan Lin return safely, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, her gaze fell on Tan Lin's palm.

There, two swirling, spiritually potent floating orbs of light, which he had just taken from his Sea of ​​Wheels, were present.

"This is……"

Tian Ling's purple-gold eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Tan Lin, her gaze carrying a question, as well as a hint of understanding and complexity.

But in an instant, she caught a glimpse of the familiar aura within those two primordial energies.

She had seen Chi Xuan and Chi Yao, the twin lotus blossoms, before, and with her knowledge, she was no stranger to the aura of the primordial spirit body and the innate Dao embryo.

Combining the two points and connecting them, one can guess some of the truth.

On the other side, Li Qingjue had already noticed the ball of light in Tan Lin's hand.

She has cultivated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art and has now devoured and refined nearly ten thousand different kinds of origins. She is most sensitive to the origin aura of various physiques and true blood of all races in the world.

The immense spiritual energy and vibrant life force contained within those two primordial energies caused a subtle, spontaneous yearning stirring within the chains of her demonic cultivation techniques.

But what she cared about even more was...

It's that vague, yet undeniably real, familiar feeling from the very source...

After calming down, her thoughts began to wander. She slowly raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears, and looked at Tan Lin with a hint of speculation in them.

Tan Lin didn't say much, but simply handed two powerful orbs of special essence to Li Qingjue, his tone calm and indifferent:

"Take these two sources and refine them. They should help you achieve perfection and transform into your Chaos Body..."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingjue looked at the two spheres of origin in front of him, and then looked up at his master's deep eyes.

How intelligent she is!

Having escaped that state of utter disorientation, and now that the source was in hand, as thoughts drifted, he sensed the familiar yet unfamiliar energy within it, and instantly understood everything.

This is most likely the origin of Chi Xuan and Chi Yao!

Is it the origin of that pair of old friends who had a marriage contract and crossed paths with Master?

She had searched Chi Xuan's soul and knew all too well the connection between the three of them, so she couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief.

Master... in order to transform himself, he actually went to find them?

Why would they be willing to relinquish their origins?

I clearly had a grudge against them...

If the truth were concealed, perhaps... no, those two sisters are incredibly intelligent; one of them might be one thing, but how could both of them truly be without some suspicion...?

But why...?

What price did Master pay?

Did he receive a disdainful look and ridicule from the two women?

At that moment, countless questions flooded Li Qingjue's mind.

But then, it turned into an even stronger surge of tears and a heart-wrenching sense of guilt.

She thought her master had given up on her, but she never expected that his departure was still to find an opportunity for her transformation!

Before that, over the past month, he had even had several wild thoughts and harbored resentment towards it...

"Master...I..."

Li Qingjue's voice choked with emotion; he wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

"No need to overthink it."

Tan Lin interrupted her, his tone indifferent:

"Concentrate your mind and prepare to refine it. The most important thing now is to lay a solid foundation for your transformation into a chaotic body. Only then will you be able to seize the opportunity when the time comes to achieve enlightenment..."

As for everything else, you don't need to worry about it; your teacher will take care of everything.

Tianling watched quietly from the side, her gaze shifting between Tan Lin's calm, deep face and Li Qingjue's complex, tearful expression.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

But seeing Tan Lin's obviously tired and reluctant expression, he ultimately suppressed all his questions and feelings.

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Chapter 268 Chaos Arises (Please Subscribe!)

She walked to Li Qingjue's side and said softly:

"Little girl, don't take what happened before to heart anymore..."

Now that your origins are complete, focus on refining them and transform as soon as possible. Don't let your master's painstaking efforts go to waste again..."

Li Qingjue nodded slightly, gently wiping away her tears with her sleeve, and then tightly grasped the two immense sources of power in her hands.

She looked at Tan Lin, her eyes conveying a thousand unspoken words, all of which were transformed into a resolute expression.

At this moment, no further words are needed.

Tan Lin nodded slightly, stepped back a few paces, and stood guard for him.

Without further hesitation, Li Qingjue sat cross-legged again under the ancient tree of life, holding the two sources of origin in his hands. He then took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with dark light, and slowly began to circulate the Devouring Heaven Demon Art.

wow...

Soon, enveloped by wisps of dark demonic energy, two beams of light, emanating from their very source, burst forth with brilliance, seemingly in a struggle.

The pure and powerful spiritual energy surged forth like a tide, completely enveloping Li Qingjue.

Her aura began to fluctuate violently, sometimes devouring everything like a demonic abyss, and sometimes evolving into all living beings like the beginning of chaos...

The Chaos Body has not yet begun its final transformation, but the final, most crucial, and most perilous step in establishing this ten-thousand-foot-tall Dao Foundation is finally about to begin...

Tianling and Tanlin stood side by side, looking at Li Qingjue, who was shrouded in a hazy glow, both remaining silent.

Tianling glanced sideways at the calm profile of the man beside her.

He remained as calm and composed as a mountain, as if he had everything under control, as if the possible turbulence of his month-long absence had not left a trace in his heart.

But she clearly remembered it vaguely.