The aftermath of the catastrophe was difficult to mend, but nearly all those who survived felt a deep sense of gratitude. Time would eventually restore everything.
New sprouts emerged from the scorched earth, and crops destroyed by the heavy rains were replanted. The sky was clear, and everything was coming back to life.
Fortunately, the disaster hadn't spread too far. Although Wu Zhong City was destroyed, most of its residents had already been relocated, resulting in minimal casualties. Throughout the land, the celestial sects, citing incompetence, abolished the Celestial Clan and acknowledged Wu Hui Sect as the leader of the martial world, uniting to support the people.
Everything was steadily reviving.
Wu Hui Sect was enveloped in mourning. The sect leader's cenotaph was erected on the back mountain, quietly keeping company with those who had sacrificed for the sect. Disciples took turns kneeling by the white jade pillars at the entrance, paying their respects to the sect leader for three days.
Luo JinXiao knelt before the grave, carving the words "Bei Sang" onto the tombstone with Wu Jue.
She had been loyal to her duties as sect leader throughout her life, and in death, she finally reclaimed her name.
The people nominated Luo JinXiao as the new sect leader, but she declined. Knowing she wasn't suited for such a prominent role, she preferred to guard her own small domain. Thus, the title temporarily fell to Elder Liu.
Upon hearing the news, Elder Liu was furious and stormed up to Han Yun Pavilion to confront her, only to find the place empty.
The days quickly passed to late autumn, with the weather gradually turning cold, yet the world remained bustling. The long streets of Luyangzhou were crowded with people, all eager to enjoy the rare warmth before the chill set in, basking in the sunlight.
In the bustling city, many children held candied hawthorns, playing and singing off-key tunes.
"For over a decade, chaos plagued the Six Realms, but the night finally gave way to dawn. The Demon Lord was kind, not a calamity, and the gods descended to cleanse the sky."
"Listen," said a hooded woman in blue, nudging her companion with a smile.
The woman in red, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, listened intently before nodding. "Not bad."
"Reign in your aura, lest we be recognized," Qu WeiYin pinched Luo JinXiao’s waist, causing her to yelp softly and sidle closer.
"If we're recognized, so be it. You're not afraid anymore," Luo JinXiao said, feeling aggrieved.
"They'll start worshipping us," Qu WeiYin replied, even more aggrieved.
Luo JinXiao sighed, coughing twice to disguise herself as a commoner.
The two continued wandering with the crowd until QiongQi caught the scent of meat and started toward a nearby tavern. Luo JinXiao quickly grabbed her by the neck. "Are you hungry again?"
QiongQi nodded vigorously while struggling.
"No eating!" Luo JinXiao insisted, refusing to let go. QiongQi turned, eyes brimming with tears, and burrowed into her arms. Luo JinXiao dodged, and they began wrestling in the street.
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Transmigrated into a Waste Who Married the Villain.
Fantasy(MTL)#2 穿成娶了反派的废物 Author: Qiqian Zhexie (七千折戏) Synopsis Luo Jinxiao, recently hailed as a prodigy in the world of cultivation, met her demise during a battle against the Demon Sect. Upon awakening, she found herself transported back two thousand yea...
