Published: March 8, 2025
Wu Qianqian sat quietly in her room, almost without any sleep over the past few days.
"My goal is in the Nine Heavens," this was what Chu Yang had said.
So I must go too!
I won’t let you see me, but I want to see you! To help you!
"Qianqian, on the full moon, I will take you back to Shang San. There, I will introduce you to a great master! Your future is limitless," this was said by Lanmei Xian.
"Even if it’s lord-level saint level, it may not be impossible; even the highest supreme level depends on your effort! Don’t squander your talents."
I will not squander them! The stronger I become, the more I can help him!
"You have to help me keep an eye on him, help him, but... don't let him know about Tie Yang." Tie Butian's voice echoed in her mind once again, and Wu Qianqian sighed softly.
The two of them truly shared a sympathetic fate.
She still remembered the day Chu Yang left, her conversation with Tie Butian: "In this world, how many women marry and have children, living with their partners, growing old together? Yet, until they die, they never truly give their hearts and love! Although they may have a house full of children and overflowing family affection; the real love always remains in solitude and loneliness."
"How many extraordinary men are there in the world? Among the hundreds of billions of people in the Nine Heavens, how many women can truly develop feelings or affairs with the man they genuinely like, the one who truly conquers them? I have had enough, and I am content. I no longer seek more; if forced to make him responsible, he will naturally be responsible, but what does that kind of responsibility even mean? It’s better to love and like him unilaterally, allowing for some fantasies to linger in my heart."
"Women love the strong! Especially the young and handsome, yet loyal and heroic strong men; which woman wouldn’t like that? Therefore, heroes are destined to entangle in romantic troubles; but a hero… may not necessarily be sentimental."
"Chu Yang is not a sentimental person; he is not a frivolous young master! His personality may seem cunning and fierce, but deep down, he is a righteous person.
The so-called cunning, lewd, and scheming… those are merely his means, not his character."
"Every word he says is almost purposeful. Even some of the laughable things he does, when exposed, always astonishes people. Such a man will not be entangled nor be swayed. His heart is like iron."
Wu Qianqian still remembers when Tie Butian said, "His heart is like iron," the expression in her eyes was so... strange and complex! And proud!
"If his heart could easily change, easily be attracted by beautiful women; or if I could attract him, then would he still be Chu Yang? Would we still suffer so much for him? A man so easily swayed, is he worth our love?"
At that moment, Wu Qianqian's final retort left Tie Butian speechless for three days!
Though there was no hope, though they remained unknown, though they were gently rejected, the feelings both women harbored for Chu Yang remained unchanged, filled with love and pride!
She thought, pondered, theorized, and fantasized, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing: in a few days, she would go to Shang San. Sooner or later, Chu Yang would also go to Shang San, and then she would wait for him there.
When she heard the announcement that Yang Ruolan had come to see her, Wu Qianqian was startled from her reverie. She hurried to meet her.
Her heart was filled with doubts, wondering what Yang Ruolan had to discuss with her at this early hour?
Could it be that something happened with Tie Butian?
Once Yang Ruolan sat down, Wu Qianqian cautiously asked, "May I ask, senior, why you came in the middle of the night?"
"It’s nothing serious," Yang Ruolan's mood had calmed somewhat, although she still felt a vague sense of anxiety and fear.
This time with Chu King of Hell was her closest instinct; it was also the time she had the greatest hope: if this time it still was not… then she didn’t know if she could bear such a blow!