klisemfg Chapter 1919
Chapter 1919
The Cloud Immortal Palace, suspended in the nebula of the Yao Guang Holy Land, slowly opened a crack in its vermilion gate. Starlight fell on the skirt of the girl in green, Yunxiao. She smiled and stepped inside, her skirt sweeping across the threshold, stirring up wisps of light spiritual mist.
This celestial palace was far more desolate than it appeared from the outside world—the interior had no elaborate decorations, only a long pear wood table in the center, on which a blue lamp burned, its wick flickering and casting shifting light and shadow around it.
On a futon beside a long table, a woman dressed in a white dress with tassels and jade pendants is looking down at an ancient book. Her long hair falls like a waterfall, covering most of her face, revealing only her chin with its cool lines. She exudes a sense of aloofness that keeps people at a distance.
"Senior Sister Xueqi is truly diligent. She just emerged from seclusion and immediately locked herself in the palace for arduous cultivation. Doesn't she ever go out for a stroll to relax?" Yunxiao casually knelt on the futon opposite Lu Xueqi, his gaze falling on the ancient book in her hand. A hint of unspeakable regret lingered in his eyes—such a brilliant and talented woman, yet fate had decreed that she met such a tragic end.
Lu Xueqi's gaze never left the pages of the book, her voice flat and emotionless:
"The Holy Lord and my master promised me that once I have mastered my divine skills and broken through to the peak of the Void Reversal Realm, they will help me find my clansmen. Junior Sister Yunxiao, if there is nothing else, please make yourself at home." There was no warmth in her tone, as if everything outside of cultivation was irrelevant to her.
Yunxiao shook her head slightly, sighing inwardly: Senior sister, how could you know that once you truly master the divine skill and reach the peak of the Void Reversal Realm, it will be your death day.
But she only dared to mutter these words to herself—bound by the oath of Heaven, she dared not utter a single word.
Although she was a proud daughter of a great tribe in the Yao Guang Great World, and did not have to become a "furnace" like Lu Xueqi, she was powerless to change her predetermined fate. She could only watch helplessly as her senior sister, whom she both envied and pitied, walked step by step into the abyss.
"Oh dear, Junior Sister, you finally come to see me once in a while, and all you do is read books. You're neglecting me like this. I won't come next time!" Yunxiao deliberately snatched the ancient book from Lu Xueqi's hand and pouted in dissatisfaction.
The moment the ancient book was taken away, Yunxiao's gaze fell on Lu Xueqi's brow—there was a pale golden nine-petaled flower imprinted there, five of which were now lit up, emitting a faint spiritual light.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her voice changed slightly: "Senior Sister, your 'Wedding Dress Immortal Technique' has improved another level?"
Having her train of thought abruptly interrupted, Lu Xueqi realized that she had failed in her duty of hospitality.
She shook her head slightly, raised her hand, and a pot of spirit wine and several plates of spirit fruit appeared on the table—the spirit wine shimmered with an amber light, and the spirit fruit exuded a crystal-clear spiritual energy; both were rare treasures.
She herself couldn't explain why, once she immersed herself in cultivation, she would forget everything around her, as if the "Wedding Dress Immortal Technique" was born with a "heart-locking" power, leaving her only with an obsession with cultivation.
"It was my fault for being negligent, I apologize to you." Lu Xueqi's voice was still cold, but it had a hint of gentleness that was hard to detect. She was still the same ethereal person she was back then, but the years and her cultivation had worn away the naivety in her eyes and added a touch of aloofness and otherworldly aura.
Seeing that she had withdrawn from the state of "selflessness" in her cultivation, Yunxiao nodded in satisfaction, poured himself a cup of spiritual wine, and drank it all in one gulp: "Good wine! It is indeed worthy of being Senior Sister's treasured 'Moon Dew Brew'."
She put down her wine glass and tossed a dark gold booklet to Lu Xueqi: "Take a look. This is a major event for the Ten Holy Lands, especially for us Holy Sons and Daughters. It relates to the ranking battle a hundred years from now."
Lu Xueqi hadn't planned to look at it, but when she caught a glimpse of the words "List of Holy Sons and Daughters" on the cover, she reached out and took it.
She opened the booklet, and most of the top-ranked holy sons and daughters were names she had never heard of before. Only the nine holy sons and daughters of the Yao Guang Holy Land were names she had seen from afar a few times.