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

Countless questions and complex, indescribable emotions flooded her already unsettled state of mind like a burst dam.

I don't know how much time passed.

When everything settled down.

As the sun sets in the west, the moon shines bright and the stars are few.

In the void, the last two wisps of light silently disappeared into the long-empty bronze ring.

At the same time, a sliver of light entered the woman's mind between her eyebrows.

Outside, Li Qingjue paused slightly, feeling a momentary daze in her mind.

Followed by.

Inside Sendai, light and shadow shift and change.

A figure, different from the one manifested by Qinghui, slowly coalesced.

Although it was still illusory, it was undoubtedly much clearer than the blurry and fleeting feeling during the day.

He still possessed that familiar imposing aura, his deep eyes calmly gazing at Li Qingjue.

"Master...Master!"

Upon seeing that figure clearly, Li Qingjue's emotions fluctuated violently, and her cry was tinged with a sob.

She wanted to rush over and hug her master, but found that she couldn't move at all.

“Little girl, I once unleashed three beams of clear light, each capable of averting three life-threatening calamities for you. You have already used up one of them during the day…”

Tan Lin's illusory figure slowly spoke.

His voice seemed as calm as ever.

But Li Qingjue wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she could sense that the other person's tone seemed to be slightly gentler than usual this time.

“Half a month ago, I vanished and departed. What you see now is merely a wisp of my lingering will clinging to the moonlight. Now, my final moments have arrived, and I am about to dissipate. So, I decided to take one last look at you…”

Upon hearing this, Li Qingjue pursed her lips and remained silent, tears welling up in her eyes beneath the mask.

"After today, your teacher... will truly be leaving."

Tan Lin watched the future empress with lingering regret.

"do not want!"

Li Qingjue was already sobbing uncontrollably:

"Master, don't go! You are all-powerful, you must have a way to preserve this wisp of remnant spirit, right?"

May your lingering remnant accompany your disciple...

This disciple has many more questions to ask you, and many more questions about cultivation…

Her physical body was no longer a shell of tears; they had long since overflowed.

Inside Sendai, perhaps due to Tan Lin's lingering resentment, her primordial spirit was unable to move.

This made her feel sad, but also somewhat rebellious and indignant.

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Chapter Sixty-Five: Nannan died, and the one who survived... was a ruthless person.

"..."

Inside Sendai, listening to Li Qingjue's sobbing words, Tan Lin remained silent with regret.

His disappearance is irreversible.

There is no longer any imprint or trace of the Dao in this world to sustain his lingering resentment.

In fact, this lingering resentment of his should have vanished the moment his true soul activated the Soul Pearl of All Causes.

But it is precisely through this constant disappearance that it has managed to survive to this day.

He had a premonition that perhaps the reincarnation of the original being coincided with the time of his complete dissipation.

For some reason, he suddenly understood the purpose of the original being using special methods to enhance and leave him with this wisp of remnant spirit.

"Master, please... don't go, okay..."

Standing there, Li Qingjue cried out, her voice trembling with sobs. Even though she knew her request was unrealistic, she couldn't help but say those words.

However, Tan Lincan seemed indifferent, not wanting to amplify the sadness of parting.

wow...

As time passed, his lingering figure residing in the other's Sendai sea of ​​consciousness slowly became transparent.

Seeing this, Li Qingjue's primordial spirit struggled violently, but could not move an inch.

"Master..."

Li Qingjue's voice at this moment carried a pleading tone.

Unfortunately, Tan Lin ignored this.

As their parting was imminent, he could see the melancholy in his disciple's heart.

After a moment of silence, he slowly repeated the words he had spoken months ago:

"Little girl, a fledgling eagle must eventually leave the nest. From now on, you'll have to walk the road ahead by yourself..."

His words were simple and clear.

However, his calm tone seemed to contain a rare expectation, as well as a hint of gentleness that was different from indifference.

He said almost the exact same thing when the training tower collapsed.

But to Li Qingjue at this moment, it had a completely different meaning.

"The two 'protective charms' I left you will completely disappear within a hundred years, during which time their power and divine essence will also be greatly reduced..."

As he spoke, his figure became almost ethereal, as if he might vanish at any moment:

"Remember, true strength comes from within. External resources can be borrowed, but the spirit of self-improvement must never be lost..."

The words, still lingering in the air, came to an end with Tan Lin's regretful admonition.

Above the platform, the lingering phantom had completely dissipated, transforming into invisible raindrops of light that seemed to merge into Li Qingjue's sea of ​​consciousness, but in reality, they dissolved into nothingness.

At this moment, all that could be seen in the sea of ​​consciousness was Li Qingjue's primordial spirit, who was finally able to move and was filled with grief.

Only a cold silence remained, along with a final farewell:

"treasure."

"Master!!!"

In Sendai, the cries of Li Qingjue's primordial spirit were heart-wrenching.

Outside, tears completely broke through the barrier of the bronze mask, flowing along the gap between her cheek skin, gathering at her snow-white chin, and finally sliding to the ground, shattering into pieces.

At that moment, she also understood many things.

Those occasional, unsettling feelings I've had for months might actually be real.

Previously, outside Yaoguang Village, she gazed at Zhongzhou and felt a vague, somewhat intimate gaze upon her.

Perhaps it was after Master finished dealing with matters in Zhongzhou that he came to the Eastern Wilderness. Before heading to the Undying Mountain in the Central Region, he took a detour and checked on her current situation.

Perhaps Master really did come back...

She and her master had actually met long ago, and had seen each other for the last time.

It wasn't a pre-existing imprint of that lingering phantom image; it was because Master himself had come to see her.

But after completing all the arrangements, he truly and completely left.

He left her, and he left this world.

This wisp of light, rather than being her master's final appearance, seemed more like a true farewell prepared for her.

The other party had already planned everything, including anticipating the deadly danger she might encounter soon, leaving behind three "protective charms," ​​and choosing this final moment to bid her farewell in this peaceful way.

How could it be possible that the other party had not paid any attention to her as a disciple after the collapse of the training tower?

Although her master usually treated her indifferently, appearing aloof and cold, he was actually very, very good to her...

Thoughts wander.

An overwhelming sadness gradually engulfed Li Qingjue like a tidal wave.

More than ten years ago, she was so young when she lost her brother, with whom she depended on each other for survival. Now, even this dearest teacher has left her.

In this world, she was left all alone once again.

A surge of loneliness swept through his mind, and the evil dragon emerged from the water, stirring up trouble.

However, she didn't have the mind to sort out these messy "emotions" for the time being.

She was immersed in sadness and loneliness, unable to pull herself out.

She didn't know how long it would take her to get out of this emotional slump.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are few; the heavens seem to be on our side, it's a beautiful night.

It wasn't snowing, there were no dark clouds, but it was a bit cold.

It was a chill that penetrated to the bone, a chill that no matter how skilled you were, you couldn't resist; it was the beginning of your internal disintegration...

Human emotions can sometimes be a deadly weapon, capable of killing oneself, no matter how powerful or even transcendent one's own abilities.

Outside, Li Qingjue's slender body sat slumped on a desolate hill.

She bent her knees, rested her slender arms on her jade-like knees, and pressed her head against them.

tick...

She let her tears flow freely, the demonic energy around her surging due to the violent fluctuations in her emotions.

With no one around, even some birds and beasts were startled by her overwhelming and terrifying dark demonic aura and scattered in all directions.

a long time.

As dawn broke and the sky brightened, there was no movement in the area.

The sun rises in the east...

Even with the sun high in the sky, there was no movement here.

Only when the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a poignant blood red did Li Qingjue slowly raise his head.

After a while, she took off the bronze mask and, without using any divine power or magic, wiped away the tears on her face herself.

Her swollen eyes, though still clear, were now colder, more resolute, and even more profound and ruthless than ever before!

Whoops!

She slowly stood up.

The winter wind blew around her, causing her black dress to sway and highlighting her exquisite and ethereal beauty.

the end.

She put the bronze mask back on and took one last look in the direction of the Central Plains.

That place was the last place where Master himself appeared in the eyes of the world, and it is very likely also the place where Master eventually disappeared.

then.

She turned around, transforming into a streak of black light, and soared into the sky towards Yaoguang Village.

Before she broke through the air, her silhouette stretched long in the afterglow of the blood-red sunset, filled with determination and loneliness.

Perhaps from this moment on...

The little girl who needed her older brother in her childhood and longed for her master's companionship and protection after embarking on the path of cultivation seems to have died.

The one who survives, or rather, the one who will walk the world in the future, will be a ruthless person who will make the entire universe tremble!

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