Published: February 25, 2025
Tan Yun suppressed the shock in his heart as he watched Shen Subing's ethereal and graceful dance under the night sky, surrounded by swirling snowflakes.
Her enchanting eyes sparkled, and her crimson lips parted slightly, releasing melodious heavenly songs that resonated in Tan Yun's ears, lingering long after he had stepped out of the grand hall.
"Immortal path..."
The words flowed like a gentle breeze, weaving through the air, captivating Tan Yun completely.
The scene before him was mesmerizing, the snowflakes twinkling like stars as they danced in the moonlight, enhancing the beauty of Shen Subing's performance.
In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and all distractions faded away, leaving only the enchanting melody and the graceful figure of Shen Subing.
Tan Yun felt as if he had been transported to a realm beyond the mundane, where only beauty and harmony existed.
Each movement of Shen Subing was like a note in a symphony, perfectly in tune with the rhythm of the falling snow.
He could hardly believe that a person could be so captivating; it was as if she was a celestial being sent to grace the mortal world.
When the last note of her song faded into the night, the air felt charged with an unexplainable energy, and Tan Yun found himself entranced, unable to look away.
Shen Subing finally concluded her dance and fixed her gaze upon him, a gentle smile gracing her lips.
"Do you like it?" she asked softly, her voice like a gentle caress that wrapped around his heart.
Tan Yun nodded, his voice momentarily lost in admiration. "It was... breathtaking."
With a twinkle in her eye, Shen Subing stepped closer, the warmth of her presence enveloping him.
"We are destined to meet under the snow, aren't we?"
Her words resonated deep within him, and he felt an inexplicable bond forming between them, as if the universe itself had conspired to bring them together in this moment.
As they exchanged glances, the world around them faded even further, leaving only the two of them in a perfect harmony that transcended time and space.
In the background, the grand hall stood silent, a mere spectator to the magic unfolding between Tan Yun and Shen Subing.
This was more than just a meeting; it was the beginning of a journey that would intertwine their fates in ways they could scarcely imagine.
With the snowflakes softly falling like blessings from the heavens, Tan Yun knew that this moment would forever be etched in his heart.
Little did he know, the path ahead was filled with challenges and adventures that would test their connection and resolve.
But for now, amidst the ethereal beauty of the snowfall, all that mattered was the enchanting presence of Shen Subing.
“Faintly seeking the Immortal Sect, the cycle of cause and effect fills the heart with silence.”
“A single leaf boat drifts with the wind, reaching the peak surpasses oneself.”
“Rebirth under the profound truth of dao, looking down on the mundane with a heart that’s unbound.”
“The dao is difficult, the dao is difficult, harder than climbing to the blue sky…”
The captivating song and its engaging lyrics, combined with Shen Subing's graceful form dancing amidst the swirling snow and spiritual mist, painted an unparalleled scene of beauty.
Tan Yun stared dazedly at Shen Subing, faint tears shimmering in his starry eyes. He seemed to see scenes from the past when he was the primeval supreme, watching his only wife dance in the falling snow at the summit of the Divine Realm for him.
Every move, every lyric, was exactly like Shen Subing.
He even suspected that Shen Subing might be the reincarnation of his wife. However, no matter how many times he got close to her, he never found any trace of her being a reincarnated person.
Tan Yun shut his eyes, his heart twisted in pain, “You have been gone for so long, yet you left me all alone. Heartless is not like the deep feelings of longing; an inch of sorrow turns into a thousand strands…”
After a long sigh, the beautiful song rang in his ears again: