When the worlds of the nine-tailed fox prince, the king of the diabolical realm, and the pure white dragon, renowned for his justice and kindness, collide, an extraordinary tale of love and harmony unfolds. At first, their realms seem incompatible...
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My Wei,
Your Lan Zhan met someone today, a soul that reminded me of you. His eyes, wide and innocent, held a purity much like yours. His character, too, so selfless and kind. Today, after all these years of loneliness, your Lan Zhan has made a friend a companion for this journey that seems to stretch endlessly ahead.
Do you want to know why I decided to keep him by my side, Wei Ying?
Because the cultivation world is cruel. This innocent boy, Xue Yang, would have been twisted, corrupted into an unstoppable weapon by those who seek power. I couldn't let that happen to him, my love.
I couldn't allow another soul like yours so pure and full of life to be manipulated, only to meet a tragic end.
Like us, his heart is tied to his soul. I have seen it in the way his gaze lingers on the candies he cherishes, the way his eyes glisten when he speaks of Xiao Xingchen, a soul he can never forget. Just like you, Wei Ying, his heart beats for someone, though that someone is lost to him.
But today, it's not just about Xue Yang.
Today, after nine long months of aching loneliness, I will finally see you again.
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The tavern was a cacophony of gossip, each whispered word like a blade digging into my already wounded heart.
"Have you heard? The Yiling Patriarch has returned to Wei Kingdom."
"Yes, and now he commands the demonic arts, the master of all dark cultivation."
My blood boiled. Every word about you, every slander against your name burned through me. The man they spoke of the demon, the villain was the same man who sacrificed everything for these ungrateful people. How dare they speak of you this way?
I couldn't take it anymore.
In a flash, I unsheathed Bichen. Its gleaming blade cast a sharp glare upon those who dared to defile your name. The room fell silent as heads bowed, trembling under the weight of my fury. All except one, who dared to challenge me.
