After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 630 Happy Hall

"Isn't everything good as it is now? Aren't you satisfied? What kind of truth do you want?"

"Maybe 'now' is the best choice. Maybe what you're doing will not only drag you down, but also all the people you cherish into hell. Can you really guarantee that you won't regret it?"

"There will never be a second chance to regret in this world."

In Jiang Liqian's eyes, although her master valued her highly and had shown her kindness and guidance, he had never spoken to her at such a long and earnest level.

He seemed to be stopping her from doing what she was about to do, yet he also seemed to be confirming her resolve.

And she—indeed, couldn't give him a firm answer at this moment.

Although she had many thoughts and a lot of resentment, as the senior disciple of the Tianqian Sect, responsibility was ingrained in her bones. Given her master's unusual behavior today, she couldn't guarantee that her decision wouldn't harm others.

Dejected, Jiang Liqian emerged from Linglong Pavilion, feeling somewhat lost. She didn't know where to go and unknowingly found herself at Wuji Pavilion.

A gentle breeze blew, and the warm sun shone brightly. She went inside, lit three sticks of incense, and bowed to her ancestors.

I want to ask myself what choice I should make now, but I can't find the words to express myself.

She knelt in Wuji Pavilion for a long time, with the sound of bells ringing in her ears and a gentle breeze blowing. The bright and spacious hall was filled with the sparse shadows of trees.

The shadows of the trees swayed and fell upon her; the girl's eyes were devout as she bowed deeply in worship.

Her skirt fluttered, her clothes swayed in the wind.

Soft light turns, time flows on.

She stood at the end of time, wanting to turn back and find an answer she had missed for a very long time.

As I emerged from the Wuji Pavilion, a spiritual pearl radiating a deep blue light hovered in mid-air, its brilliance swirling, quietly awaiting its master.

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Linglong Pavilion, in the main hall.

Si Chuan bowed respectfully: "Sect Leader, you wanted to see me?"

Qingzhi sat upright in the high hall, his gaze indifferent: "There is something I need you to do."

Si Chuan lowered his head: "Yes."

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After leaping into the Mortal Well, Jiang Liqian followed the Spirit-Suppressing Pearl eastward until they finally stopped at a farmhouse at the foot of a mountain.

Over time, the courtyard has been covered with a thick layer of dust. Without the Heavenly Qian Sect's Kunya Residence formation to maintain its cleanliness and original appearance, the mortal realm has lost much of its eastern wing, and the western wing is decaying due to years of wind and rain. Several sections have been demolished and converted into farmland for the surrounding villagers.

Only the main hall remains standing, as if it has been persistently waiting for its owner's return.

Jiang Liqian stood in front of the courtyard gate for a very long time, never daring to push open the dilapidated gate.

She didn't know where she was, nor did she know why her heart ached and her eyes stung just from standing there.

Strangely enough, she always felt that behind this door, there should be a bright and handsome young man waiting for her to return, standing tall and elegant under the blooming trees, with unparalleled charm.

A pair of spirited eyes, like a flowing river of stars, shimmering with silver light.

Her heart was beating faster and faster, and the pain was getting worse, so tears started falling.

"Hey, do you know the owner of this house?" From afar, a farmer carrying a hoe curiously approached. "This house has been here for hundreds of years. Nobody knows who it belongs to. I heard from the old folks in the village that the person in this house suddenly disappeared one day. They say he was an enlightened immortal from beyond the mortal realm!"

"Originally, the villagers saw that this courtyard had been empty and was about to collapse, so they planned to demolish it to farm. But the houses on the east and west sides were swaying, while the main house remained intact. Despite the wind and rain, not a single tile broke. Over time, the villagers dared not demolish it anymore, fearing that one day the immortals would return and blame them... Young lady, do you know the owners of this house? Are they really immortals?"

Jiang Liqian was stunned.

She shook her head blankly and helplessly.

Her long, wispy hair covered her lowered eyelashes and also her eyes full of tears.

"I have no idea……"

The farmer, seeing that she seemed to be a stranger, kindly asked her if she was lost or had come to seek refuge with relatives. Jiang Liqian simply kept her head down and didn't say a word. Seeing her like this, the farmer seemed to understand something, sighed, and left.

Before leaving, he told her that if she had nowhere else to go, she could stay at his house for a while, where his wife and daughters could take care of her.

Jiang Liqian remained silent until the surroundings returned to silence. Finally, she mustered a bit of courage, raised her hands, and gently pushed open the courtyard gate.

The hall was draped in vibrant red silk, as bright as ever.

The red veil, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, had slipped to the ground, and the pearls on it still shone with a warm, lustrous sheen. On the high platform, the double happiness candles of dragon and phoenix were blown out in the cold autumn wind, casting a lonely shadow over the large red embroidered ball on the table.

As she arrived, petals danced in the air, rising in a gentle, misty haze. She stepped across the courtyard and into the wedding hall, a century overdue.

In the center of the hall, on the dusty ground, a golden spirit pearl lay quietly, like a life that had perished, submerged in the past, having exhausted all its light and hope.

The blue spirit orb that guided her circled the golden orb on the ground, its flashing blue light calling to the golden orb. The golden orb seemed to sense its arrival, and soon it gradually regained its golden light.

The dazzling light brought tears to her eyes again.

She slowly, unsteadily, knelt on the red silk double happiness flower brocade and carefully picked it up.

The moment they touched, the past vanished like smoke, scattering countless phantoms before her.

"Just tell me, what's your name? Please, please! I beg you!"

“…I, my name is Xu, Xu Youan.”

"Ayou, look at the Spirit Sea Flower, isn't it especially beautiful? Let's come see it again when it blooms again, okay?"

"Senior sister, don't go over there, it's dangerous!"

"Shh, don't make a sound. I have something good for you, but don't let Senior Brother see it!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll get you out of here!"

"...I'm sorry, Ayou,"

"Okay, live well..."

[“Senior sister, please have pity on me! I beg you, please have pity on me! Don’t die, please don’t do this to me! No! No!”]

"Little one, how about coming home with me? I'll give you something yummy!"

"My name is Jiang Liqian, and I'll be your senior sister from now on. Little one, what's your name?"

"Xu Youan, my name is Xu Youan, senior sister."

"Oh, so good!"

"Junior brother, come on, your senior sister will take you down the mountain secretly. I've found a very secluded path that we won't be discovered by Master..."

"Senior sister... Master is right here, right behind you..."

"What!"】