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Feng: A promise is an unchanging beacon. —Anonymous

Looking at the sleeping Xie Wanning, Xie Wanxun carefully moved her into the room.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Si Jinchuan, whose eyes were filled with guilt.

"What's wrong?" Xie Wanxun asked, puzzled.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to help." Si Jinchuan reached out and touched Xie Wanxun's full head of white hair, feeling only heartache.

"Don't worry, look, I'm perfectly fine now." Xie Wanxun saw out of the corner of her eye that Si Jinchuan was carefully holding her hair.

Xie Wanxun picked up a strand of her own hair, then picked up a strand of Si Jinchuan's hair, placed them in her palm, and said casually, "Look, black hair and white hair, how well they match!"

As she spoke, Xie Wanxun tied two strands of her hair together.

However, she didn't see that Si Jinchuan's face had already turned bright red.

"Wanxun, do you know what it means to have your hair tied up together?"

"What does it mean?" Xie Wanxun looked up and smiled.

Si Jinchuan's hand trembled slightly as he slowly raised it, gently cupping Xie Wanxun's face in his hands. His fingertips caressed her warm cheeks, his eyes filled with deep affection.

His breathing quickened, and he leaned forward, his lips gently touching hers with a tender, careful affection, as if kissing the most precious treasure in the world.

Xie Wanxun's eyes flickered slightly, but she showed no shock whatsoever.

"It means forever."

After the kiss, Si Jinchuan said, his face flushed.

"Oh, I know." Xie Wanxun smiled.

Seeing Xie Wanxun's smug look, Si Jinchuan finally realized that he had been tricked.

Thinking of this, Si Jinchuan took a few steps back, his ears turning red, and quickly flew away on his sword.

The wind howled, whipping his robes, and the chilly wind finally calmed him down.

It's still early spring, not summer yet.

Day two.

Xie Wanning opened her eyes and got out of bed, still half asleep.

She covered her head, feeling her mind go blank.

She remembered that she defeated Fusang, then fell from a great height, and she couldn't remember anything after that.

Where is she now?

"thump!"

The door suddenly opened, and Xie Wanxun stood in the doorway, calling out, "Wan Ning, aren't you getting up yet?"

"Sister?" Xie Wanning got out of bed and asked, somewhat confused, "Why am I here? Does the cultivation world still exist?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Wan Ning, after you defeated Fusang, time went back ten thousand years. Without Fusang's interference, our parents would still be alive, and Muxue Sect would have become a major sect in the cultivation world..."

Xie Wanxun explained the current situation in detail, which finally made Xie Wanning understand her predicament.

"So, I won, I survived, and I survived with everyone else?" Xie Wanning's eyes were filled with tears as she asked cautiously.

"Yes, that's right." Xie Wanxun smiled and reached out a hand to wipe away Xie Wanning's tears.

Unbeknownst to anyone, her other hand was trembling.

"That's wonderful!" Xie Wanning's eyes instantly reddened, and she rushed forward without hesitation, hugging Xie Wanxun tightly: "Sister, we can all live well now."

Xie Wanxun gently patted Xie Wanning's back, silently comforting her.

"Xiao Xun, Xiao Ning, what's wrong?" Feng Qingyi rushed over after hearing the crying.

Xie Cang followed behind her, his face showing worry.

"Father! Mother!" Xie Wanning shouted excitedly.

"Mother is here. Tell Mother what's wrong."

Feng Qingyi strode forward and gently but urgently embraced Xie Wanning and Xie Wanxun, resting his chin lightly on the tops of their heads.

Xie Wanning leaned against her chest, and her long-suppressed emotions burst forth, causing her to cry loudly.

"Xiao Ning, it's alright, your parents are always here for you," Xie Cang said as he came over to comfort her.

"And Xiao Xun, don't cry either. Tell your father if you have any grievances." Xie Cang looked at Xie Wanxun and said gently.

Xie Wanxun was stunned. She raised her hand, and tears dripped into her palm.

"Ah."

Xie Wanxun nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.

She no longer had to bear the pain of parting; she could finally rely on others, and she could cry freely.

in the afternoon.

Xie Wanning was all ready to go to Biboting to visit Zhong Yingxiu.

She had already heard from Xie Wanxun that Qin Muyang had focused on cultivation and had already ascended to godhood, so it was unlikely that she would have another chance to see him.

So Xie Wanning decided to go visit other friends first.

However, she called out for a long time but could not find Luo Zejian.

"Here you go." Xie Wanxun tossed the Luoze Sword to Xie Wanning, who quickly caught it.

"Sister, where is Luo Ze's sword spirit?" Xie Wanxun looked at the ninth-grade sword in her hand, her face showing dejection.

"Luo Ze was broken by Fusang before, so he can't find the sword spirit," Xie Wanxun explained.

She had already told Xie Wanning that she had not been affected by the divine power, so she had retained her memories of her past life. Xie Wanning did not doubt why Xie Wanxun knew about her past life.

"Sister, where is your sword?" Xie Wanning asked curiously.

“Here it is.” Xie Wanxun patted the lacquered wooden sword at her waist.

Fortunately, she had already forged another sword, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to keep it a secret.

"Alright." Xie Wanning flew towards Bibo Court on her sword.

Xie Wanxun breathed a sigh of relief and was about to find a place to rest.

But then a questioning voice came from beside him: "Where did the sword spirit of the Luo Ze Sword go?"

"Go where it belongs. Pavilion Master Qin, once Wan Ning's soul has stabilized, you can descend to the mortal realm to find her. Don't worry about anything else. Besides, you don't have to be so extravagant; you can communicate with me directly using divine power."

Xie Wanxun covered her ears and shouted loudly.

Qin Muyang, who was in the realm of gods, fell silent and turned his gaze to Xie Wanning in the human realm.

He would wait a while longer until Wan Ning's soul stabilized before he went to find her.

Xie Wanxun finally had some free time. She handed over all the official documents to Tian Ruochun and the elders to handle, and then quickly returned to her room.

As soon as Xie Wanxun lay down on the large bed, she felt tired.

She pulled the soft blanket over herself, wrapping herself up tightly, and curled up in a corner of the bed like a lazy kitten. Soon, drowsiness came over her, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, until she drifted off into a sweet dream.

at the same time.

The Upper God Realm.

"Sister, you've worked hard."

Xie Wanning watched everything that was happening in the cultivation world and looked at Xie Wanxun with heartache.

The Upper God Realm was deserted, except for Xie Wanning, a single Upper God.

Suddenly, the Upper God Realm trembled slightly.

"Owner!"

Xie Wanning turned around and saw Luo Zejian appear behind her.

"Master, I have finally found you. You have no idea how miserable I have been for ten thousand years without you!" Luo Ze Sword rushed into Xie Wan Ning's arms, its blade trembling as it kept repeating the word "Master".

“Master, you left me with a sword in the cultivation world, and I even forgot about you.”

"Why did you come here?" Xie Wanning asked, somewhat shocked.

"Master, have you forgotten that I am your sword spirit? It was your sword soul that awakened me. Therefore, my soul is connected to yours."

"I know, but probably no one remembers me anymore."

The Luo Ze sword kept shaking and said, "It's the former master. Xie Wanxun somehow learned about the master, so I also remembered the master."

Luo Zejian thought that Xie Wanxun had previously infused its blade with ghost fire, which was why it remembered Xie Wanning.

Xie Wanxun also told it that she wanted to break it.

Although Luo Zejian was terrified, it still obeyed Xie Wanxun's words and broke itself in two.

"I understand." Xie Wanning smiled. She had kept the Luoze Sword as a gift for her sister, intending to give it to her as her natal sword.

Unexpectedly, Xie Wanxun returned the sword to her.

"Master, let me tell you, so many things have happened in these ten thousand years, I'll tell you them one by one..."

Luo Zejian chattered on, bringing a sound to the otherwise quiet Upper God Realm.

Xie Wanning listened with a smile, and the loneliness in her heart vanished.

She knew she was no longer alone.

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