"… A total of 379 direct descendants will participate in the opening of the ancestral temple in batches. Once you inherit the glory of your ancestor and activate Morning Dao Sect's blood, your level of cultivation will increase again.
"Return quickly!" The old voice echoed in the air, but not all the people heard it. Only Su Ming and Xu Hui could hear it clearly due to the lead in their souls.
A focused glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The change in True Morning Dao World mentioned by the Sacred Constellation Robe's voice was something he had seen with his Malicious Eye. The Immortals had broken off from Morning Dao Sect, and since Su Ming did not know the details, he could not see any clues about it. He could not find the cause and effect, and he could not imagine how the Immortals could fight against Morning Dao Sect. However, since there was a war, then the Immortals must have some degree of confidence in fighting against them.
Xu Hui's expression changed, because when she heard the old voice from Su Ming's Sacred Constellation Robe, a phoenix's cry suddenly appeared in her soul.
That voice echoed in her soul and turned into a power that could avoid the connection between her and Su Ming's soul. Once it formed a faint barrier, a voice that only she could hear came from the phoenix's cry.
"Hui Er … this is the first time I've used this method to send a message to you. Don't panic, don't reveal any flaws …"
This was a voice transmission from her sect, Phoenix Sect. Based on the barrier that could avoid the connection between her and Su Ming's soul, it could prevent him from hearing Phoenix Sect's message.
This was a power that Xu Hui had never known existed. She did not know that her sect had the ability to create such a barrier!
The barrier was like a crack on a dam. In fact, with Xu Hui's intelligence, she could already imagine that the so-called marriage agreement and seal between Phoenix Sect and Morning Dao Sect was not so sturdy that it could not be torn. If the seal could be shielded, then there was naturally a huge flaw in it. However, that flaw was usually hidden very deeply. Only at the most critical moment would it be discovered, and then the seal would be broken so that Phoenix Sect could leave Morning Dao Sect.
"Dao Kong is by your side. Don't let him see any clues … When I sent you to Morning Dao Sect as Dao Kong's wife, I felt terrible, but I had to do it.
I can only fight for a promise for you, but now … this promise is no longer important. Phoenix Sect has decided to break off relations with Morning Dao Sect. All the seals will be broken, and from now on … you will be free, and Phoenix Sect will be free!
"But you have to kill Dao Kong. Your level of cultivation far surpasses his. Once you find a chance to kill him, quickly return to True Morning Dao World …
"Remember this, Dao Kong is incredibly important to Morning Dao Sect. I didn't realize how important he was in the past, but now that I think about it, there seems to be some sort of profound meaning behind Morning Dao Sect sending Dao Kong to the Barren Lands of Divine Essence. I only learned recently that the one who gave the order to send Dao Kong to the Barren Lands of Divine Essence was … the sleeping Kalpa Lord of Morning Dao Sect!
"Your mission is to kill Dao Kong, and I will help you break the seal once he dies." Xu Hui's face was pale to begin with. When she heard the voice in her soul, she staggered, and her face turned even paler. She looked towards Su Ming.
Su Ming narrowed his eyes, and a brilliant light shone in them. Just like Xu Hui, a voice that only he could hear was echoing in his head.
That voice had also turned into a barrier that prevented Xu Hui from hearing it.
"Kong Er, don't be in a hurry to come back. You used the Sacred Constellation Robe's voice just now so that Xu Hui, who followed you to the Barren Lands of Divine Essence, could hear it.
"This woman's sect has already begun to rebel, and it's laughable that she thought that Morning Dao Sect didn't know about it.
"Be careful. You can decide on your own whether you want to kill this woman. The nine old Frail Darknesses have a treasure that specifically targets Phoenix Sect. If this woman's heart is on your side, then you can be at ease, but if she's wavering, then you can just kill her.
"With your schemes, I will trust your decision. Remember, Kong Er, don't come back for the time being."
The voice gradually faded away. Su Ming looked towards Xu Hui and met her gaze.
Xu Hui remained silent for a moment before she said softly, "My sect asked me … to kill you."
"They chose to break off relations with Morning Dao Sect. The Immortals are not the only ones who participated in this change in Morning Dao Sect. Phoenix Sect is also involved. I believe … there are other forces of power involved as well." Xu Hui rubbed the center of her brows. Her face was pale, and she looked slightly haggard.
"You're still injured. Rest," Su Ming said faintly and sat down on the mountain rock. He did not continue the topic.
Xu Hui was silent for a moment before she looked at Su Ming.
"Are you going back?"
"It's not time yet." Su Ming shook his head.
"... When will you leave?" Xu Hui closed her eyes. When she opened them after some time, resolve appeared on her face.
"With your injuries, you will recover in another half a month. At that time, I will leave," Su Ming answered softly while staring at the sky in the distance.
"I'll go with you!" Xu Hui said calmly.
Su Ming was silent. After a moment, he turned around and looked at her. After a long while, he nodded.
A smile appeared on her face. She turned around and returned to her house.
…..
As if he had forgotten about the great battle that was happening in True Morning Dao World, Su Ming stayed in peace on the mountain belonging to Ninth Tribe. He watched the sun rise and set. There was always wine by his side, and Xu Hui would occasionally accompany him.
This sort of life flowed by like water, and life seemed like a dream. It lasted from morning to dusk, from the night drum to the morning bell.
The two of them no longer talked about anything related to True Morning Dao World, as if neither of them wanted to talk about it. Half a month passed by slowly.
Flowers might not have bloomed or withered, but the moon was full and waning. Half a month passed by in the blink of an eye. Su Ming could not say how much of a bustling city was gradually fading into the distance, and neither could he say how bright the stars were. However … during that half a month, Su Ming forgot about his troubles and his bewilderment. It was as if he had returned to the mortal world.
Xu Hui's smile had also increased during that half a month. It could be seen that she was the same as Su Ming. The happiness she felt during that half a month seemed to be able to compare to the happiness she felt during the first half of her life.
However, youth doesn't last forever. Happy times are always short, and beautiful music is destined to end at some point in time from the moment it starts to be played.
On that day, rain fell from the sky of Ninth Tribe. This was the first time Su Ming saw rain in this place. He did not want to use his Malicious Eye to see how the rain appeared. He was afraid that if he saw it too clearly, he would lose the meaning of rain.
When rain fell on the ground, dust and fog were stirred up. If anyone took a closer look, they would find that the dust and fog were like waves. There was a feeling of clouds and fog surrounding the land, causing all those who saw it to look at it quietly and not want to avert their gazes.
It was as if the wind and frost in the world of mortals had turned into a long and drawn-out song of sorrow and resentment. The moaning wind in the distance made it seem as if someone was playing a xun, and it broke through the rain and fog that filled his eyes.
Su Ming continued watching.
"Xu Hui." He turned his head around and looked at a woman who was tidying up her luggage in the house. Her long hair spilled over her shoulders, and there was a gentle charm about her that made her look as beautiful as a flower.
She turned her head around and looked at Su Ming.
"Sit here. I'll draw you a picture," Su Ming said faintly.
Xu Hui smiled faintly and put down her luggage. She did not put it away into her storage bag, but instead went to Su Ming's side. She found a mountain rock and sat down on it.
Behind her was the curtain of rain that filled the sky and the indistinct land. The moaning wind shuttled through her hair, along with the wisps of black hair that drifted in the air.
"You know how to draw?" Xu Hui blinked.
"I've drawn before." When Su Ming spoke, he patted his storage bag, and a drawing board immediately appeared in his hand. This drawing board was not one that belonged to the Berserkers in the past, but one that Su Ming had seen by chance when he was in Black Ink Planet.
"Oh? How's your drawing? "Xu Hui smiled and even lowered her head to look at her clothes. She straightened some of the creases on them.
"I can't draw people with few moles, but if they have a lot of moles, it'll be easier for me to draw them. Don't change your expression, it'll affect my drawing." When Su Ming saw Xu Hui's stiff expression, he frowned and said those words.
"Su Ming, you're going overboard!" Xu Hui stood up swiftly with anger on her face.
"Which part of me have a lot of moles?! If you don't explain it to me today, then I won't let you off!"
"Do you really want me to say it?" Su Ming's face was expressionless.
"You … You …" Xu Hui sucked in a deep breath, then suddenly turned around and spoke to the people of Ninth Tribe at the foot of the mountain.
"Dijiu Mo Sha, your senior brother wants to drink. Bring twenty pots of wine from your tribe over."
Dijiu Mo Sha was originally meditating at the foot of the mountain. When he heard those words, his expression remained the same, and not a single hint of change could be detected on his face. He had heard these sorts of words over the past half a month, and he knew that usually, when he said them, his senior brother would definitely shrink back. There was no need for him to bring the wine over.
"You don't have any moles on your body …" Su Ming smiled wryly.
Xu Hui glared at him, then sat down again. She straightened her clothes and looked at him with a smile.
"I don't have eight moles," Su Ming said again, picking up the drawing board.
When he saw that Xu Hui's expression had changed again, Su Ming lifted his right hand and tapped the raindrops by the mountain rock. As if he had stuck them with ink, he drew on the drawing board.
The clarity of the paper was like the calmness of the heart.
The splash of ink seemed to bring with it the happiness that remained in Su Ming's eyes. As Su Ming's hand moved, it gradually dyed the paper with colors that made it seem as if it had been separated from the world. However, the paper could no longer return to its original state, but it gained an unprecedented beauty.
There were gains, and there were losses. That was how life was.
It was just like that saying. If only life could be as beautiful as it was at first sight, but sometimes, the beauty at first sight could not compare to the peace that came after time had passed. It was just like the paper. When there was no drawing, it was blank, but when it was drawn, which one was more beautiful?
Only the person who drew the paper would know.
Only the person who had experienced it would know …
Su Ming continued drawing. Rain, the ground, the sky, and a woman's figure appeared in his drawing. The beautiful memories of Dark Mountain were still around, but as the wind and clouds changed, they were like dust falling on the surface of a river. They disappeared without a trace, and no ripples could be stirred up. He did not draw randomly on the paper.
The wind outside the mountain filled my sleeves, and the beauty before the rain was right in front of me. If I do not frown, and if I do not draw my heart, this is a change of heart.
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