Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

The night was getting dark, the moonlight was shining softly, and Yannian was walking on the empty streets.

After finishing a day of study, Yannian yawned. Yaoqing's delegation would arrive tomorrow, so he wanted to rest early.

After all, I've been too tired recently.

Yannian rubbed his eyes and took a look at the favorability.

[Ying Xing's favorability: 45.]

It's not negative, but it's still low.

He stopped and saw a figure standing under a lantern in front of him, smiling at him. It was Tao Ran, or more precisely, Huai Yan.

Both of them are well aware of each other's identities, but they insist on acting in front of Ying Xing.

"Jun Li, you haven't been home for a long time. Is it going well for you helping out in the opera troupe recently?" Huai Yan put his hands behind his back and took small steps.

"It's okay. I have something to do tomorrow. I'm going back to rest first."

Yannian spoke at the beginning, as if he didn't want to talk to Huaiyan any more, but Huaiyan held his head when he passed by.

"Don't worry, just chat with me."

"I'm so bored when you're not around." Huai Yan grinned, turned back to his original appearance, and pulled at Yannian's clothes like a naughty old boy.

A breeze blew, rustling the window frames of thousands of houses. The flying hair covered Yannian's eyes, and Yannian smiled faintly.

After a long time, he gently held Huai Yan's hand, then put it down and walked away without looking back.

Leave only one sentence.

"Master, stop joking."

"Your years are not over yet, but I am actually a lowly, short-lived creature."

"The future is still long. You won't be bored with this starry sky, the lotus flowers blooming in the bright red sky, and the alleys that are quiet and then bustling."

"Just like my departure and Ying Xing's arrival, everything is just a cycle."

The boy's voice was very soft, like the shattering of glass.

"Jun Li, but in my heart, you are irreplaceable." Huai Yan called Yan Nian. Yan Nian shook his head, waved his hand, and disappeared into the night.

Huai Yan was left standing alone.

Jun Li was the name he gave him, the boy's real name was Yu Mo.

Fifteen years ago, Yu Mo came to Xianzhou as a child of the same age as Ying Xing. The only difference was that Yu Mo was already dying at that time.

He happened to be there at the time. In the panicked crowd, Yu Mo grabbed the corner of his clothes. Not knowing his identity, he just pleaded humbly, saying that he wanted to live.

"What do you want to do after you survive?"

"I, I have an uncle who has difficulty walking. I have to sing opera to earn money for his medical treatment." The child stammered.

"Singing opera?" Huai Yan stared at the child and smiled for a long time.

“This is also the road under our feet.”

"However, this place is famous for its craftsmanship. I'm afraid it's hard to make money as an actor. Little kid, if I can save you, learn a craft from me and support yourself first."

Huai Yan felt pity for the child and felt that he had some connection with him, so he sent the child to Dan Ding Si.

As the condition worsened, the child's tendons and veins were covered in ice, perhaps affected by some magic of Bu Liren. For a time, the Dan Ding Division was helpless and ordinary fire could not melt it.

"It seems that only the fire of separation can protect his heart meridian."

"But it has never been used on short-lived species, and I don't know what the effects will be?" Si Ding took out a fire seed and put it into the child's mouth.

This fire has been thrown into the warehouse. It is rumored that it was left by the phoenix in human form, but how many people have ever seen a phoenix? It is just a legend after all.

Fortunately, the effect was good. The strange flames swept over the child's body, repelling the cold wave that spread throughout his body.

The child's condition improved, and when he woke up he found that he was no longer an ordinary person. He could control the fire of Li. He thought that he had transcended the identity of a short-lived species, and began to feel arrogant.

Especially when working in the Gongzao Division, although his level was not as good as that of a "Gongzheng", he could forge objects that far exceeded the level of a "Gongzheng" by relying on his own skills in handling the fire.

And when one reaches the "Gongzheng" level, he or she relies on Lihuo to reach the pinnacle, which is daunting.

People considered him a genius and respectfully called him "Yu Yanjun".

Once desire arises, it will not stop easily, just like a snowball, it will get bigger and bigger.

Huaiyan was in seclusion at that time. Every time he came out and saw Yu Mo showing off his new handicrafts, he would praise him generously.

It was not until white hair began to appear under the fiery red hair that he reacted and sternly forbade the boy to use Lihuo again.

Without Lihuo, the young man with only the level of "Gongzheng" could not get the title of "Bai Ye" at all, and everything seemed like a joke.

For a time, all kinds of rumors spread in Zhu Ming.

"Master, the items I forged this time were useless... Lihuo, they didn't even look at them."

"It was thrown into the corner like garbage."

"Without Lihuo, I am nothing, not the only 'Yuyanjun'. Master, tell me, they are mistaken, right?"

One day, the young man, seemingly in a state of collapse, came to him with a newly forged tool. He took a look, sighed slightly, and turned away.

"Jun Li, if your mind is unstable, it will be difficult to improve. Furthermore... your master hopes that you can let go of forging."

"Improve?" The boy laughed, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let go?"

"As expected, in your eyes, I am just a short-lived species! How can the remaining ten years of my life compare to those of the immortal species? The same goes for you."

"Just like them, they abandoned me and will never value me again."

"Master, now you only sigh when I forge and only admonish me. We can never go back to the way we were before!"

The boy smashed the objects and ran out.

From then on, the two gradually drifted apart.

Huai Yan smiled bitterly. He just hoped that Jun Li would let go of his obsession and live on, even if it was only for a dozen years.

But perhaps what Jun Li wanted to hear more was his encouragement.

It was not until later that he discovered that Jun Li had disguised himself and re-entered the Industrial Manufacturing Division and began to bully Ying Xing, perhaps out of jealousy.

Even without Lihuo, Yingxing still contains a possibility.

Now it seems that what was called bullying was more like a strange teaching.

"Jun Li, you've changed a lot during this time. Perhaps Ying Xing can prove for you that even without the Lihuo, the short-lived species can still refine artifacts that transcend the long river of history."

"But from now on, accept your true self, and you will have infinite possibilities until the end of your life."

Huaiyan's eyes were gentle, and the lights flickered as he waved his sleeves.

In a blink of an eye, the place was empty.