Published: February 26, 2025
Tan Yun took a deep breath, gazing at the heartbroken Zhang Sun Xuan Qi, who appeared somewhat distracted in her sorrow. In his memories, he once was the primeval supreme.
Zhang Sun Xuan Qi stared at Tan Yun, her vision blurred by tears, choked up, “Look for yourself!”
Zhang Sun Xuan Qi seemed to gather all her strength, releasing a burst of Divine Power, conjuring an image of a memory.
In the image appeared a dreamlike Hundred Flower Immortal Valley, deep within the valley, a man and a woman stood facing each other.
The girl in a white dress had a graceful figure, skin as white as snow, with a waist so slim it seemed delicate. She was stunningly beautiful, as if untouched by the mundane world.
The white skirt girl gazed at the young man in armor before her, his posture tall and straight, with tears of grievance glistening in her beautiful eyes, “Am I beautiful?”
“Beautiful.” The young man nodded.
“Of course.” The white skirt girl wiped away her tears, her red lips slightly parted, “I am recognized as the most beautiful, and Ji Yuyan can only be second. I am definitely beautiful.”
At this point, tears burst forth from the white skirt girl’s eyes, “Then let me ask you, am I a bad person in your heart?”
“Have I treated you well?”
After a moment of silence, the young man replied, “You are a bad person, but you have treated me very well.”
The white skirt girl bit her red lip until it bled, “For you, I can change. I can stop killing people recklessly; I want to be a good person.”
“Then will you accept me?”
After a long silence, the young man said, “Xuan Qi, I know you like me. I’m sorry, but my heart is only for Yuyan.”
The white skirt girl did not get angry; she seemed to expect him to say that.
“But she doesn’t like you.” The white skirt girl said.
The young man replied, “My feelings for her are the same as yours for me. You know I don’t have romantic feelings for you, yet you still treat me so well. My feelings for her are the same.”
“I understand.” The white skirt girl smiled through her tears, “Then let’s make a pact, shall we?”
“What pact?” The young man asked.
The white skirt girl smiled, her voice like heavenly sound, “Time; let time prove it.”
“If within a hundred thousand years, if Yuyan accepts you, then I’ll let go and wish you both happiness.”
“If a hundred thousand years pass and she still hasn’t accepted you, will you let go and try to be with me?”
The young man thought for a moment and said, “Alright.”
The memory image shifted, still deep within the Hundred Flower Immortal Valley.
The white skirt girl and the young man stood facing each other.
She looked at him, her eyes filled with deep affection, “A hundred thousand years have passed, the former female tyrant has disappeared. For you, I have learned to be tolerant, to understand, and I have given up on killing; I haven’t killed anyone in a hundred thousand years.”
“I know.” The young man looked at the white skirt girl, deeply moved.
The white skirt girl looked at him, nervously asking, “Has she accepted you?”
The young man shook his head, “No, she refused.”
Upon hearing this, the white skirt girl pressed her lips together, “In these hundred thousand years, I have actually come to understand many things.”
“Let me be clear, feelings cannot be forced. I came here today to ask you a few things and hope you will answer truthfully.”
Seeing the young man nod, the white skirt girl’s beautiful face revealed a look of relief, “From the moment I wanted to assassinate you, we have known each other for one hundred fifty thousand years and thirty-three days.”
“To this day, my feelings for you have not changed. I love you more than I love myself.”
“Now I want to know, do you have even a slight bit of affection for me in your heart?”
“If there is, I am willing to start with you, growing old together. If not…” The white skirt girl paused, sighing, “I am willing to let go and not cling to you anymore.”