nucmednet Chapter 63 The thought of the long rest of my life, and the possibility of never seeing you again, i
Chapter 63 The thought of the long rest of my life, and the possibility of never seeing you again, i
"What did you say? He's not dead? But I saw him with my own eyes..." Long Yingxue asked anxiously.
Before she could finish speaking, Chu Ning interrupted her: "How could he possibly be dead! I will continue searching for him. No matter where he escapes to, even to the ends of the earth!"
After she finished speaking, she didn't explain further.
In her eyes, this dragon girl was nothing more than a passerby on the teacher's long journey.
Chu Ning glanced at Long Yingxue out of the corner of her eye one last time.
"Since he chose to leave this chance of life to you, then you should just live on in this lowly world, barely scraping by."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Ning's finger suddenly swept across the air.
A brand new spatial rift appeared before her.
She didn't look at Long Yingxue again, and without hesitation stepped into the spatial turbulence, leaving the Cangling Continent completely.
After Chu Ning left, the place fell silent once again.
Humans, dragons, and even those mutations all vanished without a trace.
All that remains here is ruins and Long Yingxue.
She remained seated, her mind filled with the words left behind by the swordsman.
"An being like him has long transcended life and death; this mortal body is merely a vessel for his long life..."
Long Yingxue covered her face, tears still streaming down her face, but her lips were full of smiles.
She didn't know who that woman was, nor what earth-shattering secret Cheng Xiao was hiding, but she knew one thing.
He is still alive.
Living in some corner of this vast world.
Long Yingxue slowly got up. She didn't look at the dragon clan ruins again, but took one last look at the place where Cheng Xiao disappeared before turning around and flying towards the sea.
......
The landscape of the Cangling Continent has undergone tremendous changes in just a century.
The dragon race, once the king of all things, was wiped out overnight, just like the once illustrious Cheng family.
Some say that there are no more dragons on the Cangling Continent.
Countless new families and spirit beasts are rising up, attempting to carve up this unclaimed land.
They all wanted to achieve the status that the Dragon Clan and Chengjia once held.
While the fighting raged outside, the Cheng family's former residence remained unusually quiet.
For a hundred years, Long Yingxue has maintained the appearance of a little girl of about ten years old.
She stubbornly believed that only by keeping the way Cheng Xiao last saw her would she be able to recognize him if he suddenly returned one day.
She put back on the light green dress that Cheng Xiao had bought for her at the market.
Although with her current cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, even a heavenly tribulation could not damage this ordinary robe, she still took great care of it, wiping it carefully even if it got a speck of dust on it.
Long Yingxue did not seek to become a king or a tyrant; she simply repeated the life she had lived a hundred years ago, day after day.
Even though Cheng Xiao is no longer here.
This was the life she had always dreamed of, the only thing she wanted.
Every morning, she would scatter grains in the yard to feed the chickens she had bought from the city.
Ordinary chickens have short lifespans, so when they die, she buries them in the backyard and then goes to the city to buy new ones, stubbornly maintaining the vitality of the yard.
She personally turned over the soil in the yard, planted all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and even clumsily cooked a bowl of vegetable and meat porridge in the kitchen, just like Cheng Xiao did back then.
In the evening, she would carry a small stool and sit on the roof to watch the sunset.
That used to be Cheng Xiao's favorite thing to do.
"Chengxiao, the purple spirit flower in the yard bloomed today. If you saw it, you'd definitely say it's ugly, wouldn't you?"
"That speckled hen laid two eggs today; I was thinking of cooking them for you..."
Where are you?
A gentle breeze swept through the empty courtyard, but no one answered her.
Long Yingxue finally understood that her lifespan was actually so long, so long that she needed to use all the remaining time to recall those short two years.
Time keeps passing, but no matter how much time passes, she seems to live only in those two years.
The thought of spending the rest of her life without ever seeing him again made her choke up.
Perhaps he is somewhere in the vast world.
But how will she find him?
......
Over the long years, Long Yingxue's mind gradually calmed down.
She was no longer confined to that small courtyard.
Occasionally, she would leave the Cheng family and retrace the path that Cheng Xiao had taken her on years ago.
She went to Thunderclap Cliff.
The thunderclouds on the cliff top remain perpetually shrouded in darkness.
Long Yingxue shed all her defenses and stood in human form on the boulder where she had been locked up years ago, letting the purple lightning strike her again and again.
Her skin was torn open, and blood was everywhere, but she seemed not to feel any pain.
She would always look down at the empty space beneath the boulder.
Back then, that frail young man who had lost his supreme spiritual bone sat there, his hands gripping the black iron chains tightly, using his mortal body to endure the tribulation of lightning alongside her, channeling the pure power of lightning into her body.
She also went to the Burial Dragon Abyss.
The enormous canyon that the swordsman had cleaved open was still bottomless.
The old Dragon King's bones had long since turned to ashes, but deep in that valley, Long Yingxue could always vaguely sense the remnants of spiritual energy left by Cheng Xiao when he set up the great formation.
She would sit here quietly for months, recalling the pain of being torn apart and reassembled by the extreme evil energy and the true dragon's intent, recalling Cheng Xiao's upright and resolute back in the gale, and recalling his heartbreakingly calm eyes at the center of the formation.
Time is the best medicine, but also the cruelest poison.
A thousand years of solitude, a thousand years of time, all that remains in her heart is longing.
Although many years have passed, the small courtyard where Chengjia lives remains the same as before.
On this day, Long Yingxue sat on the rooftop, watching the fiery sunset on the horizon. She still looked like the little girl from a thousand years ago.
Her cultivation level has long been stuck at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage for hundreds of years.
If she so desires, she can summon the tribulation lightning of ascension at any time, break through the void, and head to the upper realm.
But she kept her cultivation level suppressed, because she was afraid that if she left, the sixteen-year-old boy would not be able to find her if he pushed open the wooden door and came back.
But today, she suddenly realized something.
She recalled the words the swordsman had spoken a thousand years ago when he departed.
The woman said that he had long since transcended life and death; he had simply left.
She also recalled the last words Cheng Xiao said to her before his body collapsed:
"Go be your own true dragon, Long Yingxue, and take a good look at this vast world for me."
"Are you blaming me for being too cowardly, only wanting to guard this courtyard and not daring to follow in your footsteps?" Long Yingxue stood up from the roof, her long dress fluttering gently in the evening breeze.
She raised her hand and touched the pair of dragon horns on her head.
That woman could tear through the void to find him, so why couldn't Long Yingxue?
If she stays here forever, then she will truly be just an insignificant passerby in his long life.
She is not reconciled.
"I don't want to be just a passerby in your life."
Long Yingxue no longer suppressed her cultivation.
In an instant, the sky over the entire Cangling Continent darkened, and above the nine heavens, tribulation clouds gathered, with lightning pouring down like a torrential rain.
This is no longer an ordinary thunderstorm on Thunderclap Cliff, but a great tribulation for the true dragon's ascension!
Long Yingxue showed no fear whatsoever.
"Cheng Xiao, wait for me!"