
“Why did you bring me here?”
Bai Feng Xian with a thousand questions accompanied with a sense of astonishment looked at Dongfang Yue who was standing beside him. This guy is so mysterious. Without saying anything, he pulled Bai Feng Xian to Mount Yanqi with his high magic.
Bai Feng Xian estimated that the time they took to get here might be only a few seconds. Though, the distance from the Sky Palace to Mount Yanqi was equivalent to four hours of travel on earth.
“Didn't you want to return the favor?”
A dirty mind immediately swept through his brain. Bai Feng Xian took a few steps away, being wary of Dongfang Yue. The aura on Yanqi Mountain was still as pure as back then, and the spiritual current's rotation looked more orderly than it was back then. Bai Feng Xian started to worry about something.
This man couldn't possibly make it a victim to resurrect his disciple, right?
Seeing Bai Feng Xian alert him and move away, Dongfang Yue then pulled him back closer. “I won't hurt you.”
“Yanqi Mountain is a place I have been protecting for five hundred years. The protective field I created was a thousand-year-old magic formation from the core of my soul. Only people connected to my soul can penetrate it.”
“And that person is your disciple, A-Xian,” Bai Feng Xian said. Dongfang Yue nodded.
“You also broke through it back then. I don't know why it could happen.”
“Ming Ye said that no formation is truly immortal. Your protective field formation could have been at its weakest point and I happened to pass nearby.”
“Eight hundred years have passed since our first encounter. This place is the place we use most often to practice.”
The starlight within Dongfang Yue's eyes dimmed, as if it was almost extinguished. He really misses A-Xian. His heart ached every time he remembered that he alone made A-Xian jump. Every time he came here, he would remember all the wonderful memories he had with him.
“Do you really love your students?” bai Feng Xian asked.
If Dongfang Yue said so, he would probably be touched by the loyalty and long regret that Dongfang Yue experienced.
“I may not be as warm as the sun in early spring, but I am also not a person as cold as the peak of winter. A-Xian has made me feel a lot of things I've never felt before.”
“I never thought that you were such a loyal person and quite speechless, Tian Jun. Why are you telling me your sad story?”
Dongfang Yue smiled bitterly. In this world, not a single person understood very well how deep the wound was and how big the regret in his heart was.
He took out the Fire Mirror in his palm. The mirror still had an elongated crack and made it different even though the shape remained the same.
“Can you drip a drop of your blood here?”
“Nine-tailed white fox blood can indeed be used as medicine. But, will this work for spiritual objects that have no soul?”
“Just follow my request.”
Bai Feng Xian bit his finger and dripped his blood over the Fire Mirror. The mirror then rotated in the air and its position was very constant. Bai Feng Xian's blood had fused with the magic power within it, the crack slowly disappeared and completely disappeared.
“Stand above that lotus pagoda!” exclaim Dongfang Yue.
“For what? I could have lost consciousness like back then!”
“No, you won't lose your consciousness.”
Despite the hesitation, Bai Feng Xian still complied with Dongfang Yue's request. This can be counted as a return. He flew towards the pond that was the center of the pure energy rotation of Yanqi Mountain, standing on top of a lotus petal-shaped pagoda that was in the middle of the pond.
At that moment, the current of pure energy's turnover returned chaotic. The water above the pool was churning. A gust of wind blew past and blew away Bai Feng Xian's hair, making him wave in the air.
He felt something like hitting his head. Bai Feng Xian felt a little dizzy as the pure energy gathered here began to enter his body.
In fact, the elf aura that might have belonged to A-Xian also entered his body. Instantly he was in a dreamland, constrained and unable to move. Bai Feng Xian saw Dongfang Yue flying the Fire Mirror and making it spin on her head.
“Tian Jun, you want to kill me?”
Then, something happened. The Fire Mirror reacted, displaying an image Bai Feng Xian had seen before. Dongfang Yue saw everything.
Everything was. He saw everything that had happened eight hundred years ago, since his first encounter with A-Xian and how their life would be three hundred years later. The moment A-Xian jumped into the God Killing Well, was also when A-Xian suddenly woke up on the edge of Mirror Lake.
All of that is clearly visible. Dongfang Yue was fixated on where she stood. His expression is hard to interpret. He held a thousand words in his heart.
It turned out as he thought, Bai Feng Xian was A-Xian, his beloved disciple he had been looking for all along! A-Xian, is Bai Feng Xian, the Great Goddess of Qingqiu!
“That's really you,” muttered Dongfang Yue.
“Tian Jun, are you done? This pure energy that enters my body may be the opposite of my magic. I will completely lose my consciousness if I stand for too long!”
Dongfang Yue instantly took the Fire Mirror and pulled Bai Feng Xian into her arms. Really, there was nothing more important right now than hugging her. Five hundred years passed without color. The five hundred years of void that Dongfang Yue passed through ended this second.
The disciple and the woman he loved, whom he had forced to jump and commit suicide, was in fact someone so great and loved by many.
Great Goddess Qingqiu, the daughter of Emperor Bai Yin, was a goddess figure so beloved by her people. This woman, none other than her own student, A-Xian, was forced to separate because of her mistake!
Dongfang Yue wanted to make up for all those mistakes, she wanted to fix that hateful parting and end it. A-Xian, he really has found A-Xian! Dongfang Yue got tighter and tighter in her arms, she even closed her eyes and was speechless.
“Tian Jun, what are you doing?” bai Feng Xian asked. “You're being disrespectful to me again.”
“That's really you. Really you,” Dongfang Yue again muttered in a very, very slow voice. Bai Feng Xian was unable to hear it clearly.
“Tian Jun, what are you saying? I can't hear it.”
Dongfang Yue actually hugged him even tighter.
***
Ming Ye turned his head up, looking at the high sky that was now turning blue. He breathed a few times.
“Why do you keep sighing?” ji Meng asked, who was sitting at the edge of Mirror Lake enjoying a cup of wine.
“He already knows. Destiny is always unpredictable,” the answer is calm.
“Why? Did the Celestial Emperor know who Bai Feng Xian was?”
Ming Ye did not reply and simply fell silent. His silence became the answer for Ji Meng.
“Good. We do not have to bother hiding it anymore,” said Ji Meng. If the Celestial Emperor already knew, then he would not have to worry about being discovered again. But, there was not the slightest hint of happiness in Ming Ye's facial expression.
“You think it's a good thing?”
Let Ji Meng think about it for a moment. The Undercurrent World's ruling god fell silent for a moment. They should not be afraid to hide it any longer. But there was something that Ji Meng had missed. If the Celestial Emperor already knew that Bai Feng Xian was A-Xian, then…..
“It would be very dangerous,” Ji Meng said after thinking. “What should we do? Should I bring Huirou back to the Undercurrent World and change her appearance?”
Ming Ye shook his head. It was not a good idea to bring A-Rou back to the Undercurrent World. The bundle of green moss was already at home in Qingqiu. The royal family in Qingyun Palace also loved her.
If they returned it to the Undercurrent World, it would only justify the prediction that A-Rou was the daughter of Heavenly Emperor Dongfang Yue. All the lies that are fabricated and the nonsense that people believe in will eventually go to waste.
"But, wouldn't it be useless if Tian Jun found out about it? The girl would not remember him at all," Ji Meng said as she recalled that Bai Feng Xian had chosen to forget all her memories of Dongfang Yue's past figure.
"What he drank wasn't real Meng Po soup. If she wanted her memory erased permanently, the little girl would need to go to the Underworld and drink her soup directly."
“Good. It's up to you. You decided to hand A-Rou over to me five hundred years ago. The next step, you decide,” said Ji Meng.
Ming Ye with the elegance of his Great God gave a small nod and looked at the sky back. He wished Bai Feng Xian well.