38 - The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment
Chapter 9: So You Are the Immortal Heavenly Monarch! In essence, things were rather uneventful. The two of them had spent several months together. During this period, they hadn’t undertaken any earth-shattering deeds. They simply talked—about the past, the present, the future, about themselves, about others. Yet, it was this simple companionship that made her feel she'd found her perfect counterpart. Perhaps that's how relationships are meant to be. They don't necessarily require arduous journeys to forge deep bonds. She believed the Ming Wang Palace Master wasn’t deceiving her feelings. Because, at that time, he was already prepared to welcome death's arrival. One must understand, his body bore the Dust and Snow Curse, etched by the Snow Spirit Master's lifelong efforts. There were very few who could lift that curse in this world. Yet, he could still smile when speaking of his dreams. He never showed pain in front of her, only sighing when no one noticed. This was not the scenario Qian Xue wanted to see. "I want to see her smile!" "I want to see her genuinely smile from the heart!" On an autumn night. She secretly connected with the soul of the Ming Wang Palace Master, who was at any moment facing demise due to the curse. Using her family's inherited secret arts and treasures, she transferred the Dust and Snow Curse onto herself, using her body as a vessel. Just like that. When the sun rose. The Ming Wang Palace Master was startled to find he had returned to normal. Qian Xue finally saw the sincere smile she wished for on his face, yet their paths diverged at that moment. The Ming Wang Palace Master couldn’t abandon the Ming Wang Palace, no matter what. On a snowy day. After promising to return and take her with him once the palace was stabilized, he left. Qian Xue was full of anticipation. But she never saw that day come. Not long after giving birth to Tong Yao, she was hunted by enemies. She had no choice but to seal Tong Yao, luring the enemies away on her own. However, she couldn’t escape unscathed. She wasn’t entirely killed by her pursuers but continued to exist in the form of a mountain spirit. Yet, how was this any different from being dead? She could never leave that mountain again. She lost her freedom, she lost everything. If it hadn’t been for feeling the Ming Wang Palace's aura from a ghost one morning, if she hadn't met Bai Lian again, she might never have had the chance to encounter the Ming Wang Palace Master in this life. "Even though you chose to leave back then, I don't blame you." Qian Xue muttered. No one could have predicted the appearance of enemies. The blame could only lie with the whims of fate. Right? Qian Xue looked down at the Ming Wang Palace Master. It was time. She couldn’t let Bai Lian wait too long. Nor did she want to see the Ming Wang Palace Master devoured by the Netherworld Path, becoming a key to unsealing it. "You were meant to be a hero originally, even if not a hero, you shouldn’t leave burdened with infamy..." In this moment. The icy blue glow of the Soul Locking Flower grew increasingly intense. That glow was like a powerful dragon crossing a river, pushing back the green light within the Netherworld Path. In just a few breaths, the Soul Locking Flower and the Ming Wang Palace Master were completely consumed by it. "This is!" Bai Lian widened her eyes. She sensed an exceedingly cold aura. Under that aura, her Thousand Illusion Eye twitched slightly. She understood what it meant.