Zi Yunxiang bit her lips, "Can I enter as well?"
Hua Zhilan creased her brows, a little unreasonable, "I brought you here because you followed Yinyu. Only the vice palace masters have the right to enter the pool."
These words caused Zi Yunxiang's ears to tremble, and she lowered her head subconsciously.
"Let her in, the spirit pool is big enough." Su Yu smiled warmly.
Hua Zhilan rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, "Do you know how difficult it is to enter the spirit pool? Only one pool is formed every five years, and the ten vice palace masters want to enter even if they have to!
"The more people that enter, the weaker the effects will be. Will you take responsibility if she affects the effects of our tempering?"
Su Yu said, "The two of us cannot finish using this spirit pool, so why waste it? Let her in, she will be by my side, so she won't affect you. Is that okay? "
At this point, what else could Hua Zhilan do? She pouted, full of grievance, "Really, why am I the only one who has to work so hard to enter, while the two of you get the chance so easily!"
Su Yu smiled, "Yunxiang, come in."
Zi Yunxiang's eyes glistened, full of gratitude. Her red face was apologetic, and she curiously entered the pool, sticking close to Su Yu to prevent disturbing Hua Zhilan.
Entering the pool, the liquid soaked her body, just reaching her chest.
Zi Yunxiang's clothes were drenched, and her skin was faintly discernible under the red liquid.
Two voluptuous breasts stuck close to her chest, forming a heart-stirring arc in the spiritual liquid.
Under the faint red steam, Zi Yunxiang's beautiful face looked dreamy and illusory, like a fairy covered in red clouds.
At such a close distance, Su Yu was slightly distracted, his stomach uncontrollably igniting a flame.
Su Yu snapped out of it, averting his gaze, forcing himself to calm down.
As if sensing Su Yu's slightly heated gaze, Zi Yunxiang's red face became even redder. She turned her body slightly, lowering her head without a word.
Su Yu took a few deep breaths. After calming down, he closed his eyes, attempting the so-called tempering.
Not long after Su Yu closed his eyes, the dizziness grew stronger.
Along with a wave of pain in his mind, strands of memories and comprehension flowed silently into his heart like flowing water.
Xian 'er's beautiful figure, like a wild spirit, quietly flashed in his mind.
The first time they met in the Twilight Mountains, the second time they met, she was his fiancée.
When they first met, her cute and mischievous voice. When they met again, her clear and bright eyes. When they parted, her lonely hesitation.
These scenes were like time, like dust, filling every corner of his heart.
Faint affection, gentle tender love, bursts of heart-wrenching pain, settled in the long river of life, turning into specks of light, weak, but never extinguished.
In the pool, Su Yu clutched his chest.
There was a tingling pain there.
It was nostalgia, worry, and guilt.
Is Xian 'er doing well? Was he happy? Was he lonely?
When she was alone, did anyone talk to her? When she missed her father, did anyone comfort her? When crying, is there a shoulder to lean on?
Without him by her side, was Xian 'er alright?
A wisp of moisture rippled in the corner of Su Yu's eyes. Within the crimson mist, a dreamy luster flickered.
He had left Xian 'er for too long!
It was time to get her back!
This thought reverberated in the depths of Su Yu's soul and reached his heart, causing the emotions hidden in the depths of his soul to surge out.
"I … want to see Xian 'er …" Su Yu muttered.
At this moment, his thoughts were clear, as if they had been blocked for a long time.
A look of understanding blossomed on Su Yu's face.
Xian 'er was the hidden obsession in his heart.
The long period of suppression had become a knot in his heart, affecting his comprehension of techniques and Divine Decree.
Now, this bit of suppression had turned into motivation, allowing Su Yu's faith to be clear.
But it was still not enough!
When Xian 'er's memories faded, another figure quietly appeared.
Just like her name, just like her person. Gentle and aloof, like a fairy from the world, like a fairy from a painting.
Xia Jingyu.
A woman who shook Su Yu's heart.
Just like her name, she was like the quiet summer rain, silently moisturizing everything.
Unknowingly, she had been deeply imprinted in Su Yu's soul. He could not get rid of her, never to forget her.
Was it her every word and action, or was it her quiet and elegant companionship? Or was it something that Su Yu had never met?
When they first met, she had given him the credit. When they met again, she had helped him at the relic. When he was besieged, she had stood up to help him. Also, in the Evil Forest, the beautiful figure who never left him, the tears she shed for him, the coldness when she drew her sword against the Holy King for him …
And the promise to watch over the world on his behalf.
As he reminisced, Su Yu felt as if he was standing on the ground again, looking up at her as she rode the Roc, soaring into the sky.
It was only at this moment that Su Yu realized that she had been crying when she left.
That pair of misty, colorful eyes, that otherworldly clear shadow, and those settled memories were now stirring Su Yu's heart like surging dust, like floating ripples, and like rapid raindrops.
At this moment, he realized that in his life, there was once a woman who was willing to do anything for him.
At this moment, he realized that in his soul, her imprint was so deep, so hard to erase.
Where was she? Was she well?
Or was she still alone, smiling with determination, using her eyes to watch over the world in Su Yu's place?
He owed her too much, so much that Su Yu could not bear it.
Ruo Xianer was an unbearable burden in his life.
Xia Jingyu was an unbearable burden in his life.
At this moment, Su Yu felt as if he had experienced his life all over again. He saw Xia Jingyu again, relishing every detail of their relationship.
An indescribable pain was imprinted in his chest, lingering for a long time.
A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
Crash —
The sound of waves came from the depths of his soul, as if a long river that had been silent for a long time was once again flowing.
Su Yu's soul had never been so clear, never been so light.
Understanding what he was thinking, understanding his true feelings, his soul was elevated.
The memories faded.
Su Yu regained consciousness, but he was still immersed in the realistic, yesterday's memories, unable to extricate himself for a long time.
The stinging pain in his chest and the surging emotions in his heart were like the never-ending teardrops at the corner of his eye.
After a long time, Su Yu's eyelids twitched. He slowly opened his eyes, which were hazy with tears.
His once deep eyes were now filled with sorrow and nostalgia.
Ever since he had left Shenyue Island, his soul had never been so clear and clear.
"Xianer, Xia Jingyu …" Su Yu murmured hoarsely. He felt his heart was empty, like the sky, lonely and desolate.
After standing still for a long time, Su Yu secretly clenched his fists.
After this trip, he had to at least visit Xianer to resolve the knot in his heart.
"You're finally awake? I thought you would never wake up from your dream. "Hua Zhilan's dissatisfaction could be heard.
Looking around, she and Zi Yunxiang had already reached the shore.
In the pool, the spiritual liquid was only ankle deep.
Su Yu stood up, but realized that his body was as stiff as a stone statue.
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