I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 836 Reunion
In front of the White Tiger Hall.

A woman was enveloped in silver light, her figure blurred, her back to Xia Daoming.

Xia Daoming activated his Heavenly Eye Divine Power slightly and felt the silver light was dazzling, almost bringing tears to his eyes. He quickly withdrew his Heavenly Eye Divine Power, daring not to peek any further, and instead bowed respectfully, saying:

"Thank you, Empress, for saving us!"

The woman slowly turned around, her figure and face still shrouded in silver light, only her outline vaguely visible, unable to be seen clearly.

"No need for thanks. I've said it before, you protected me today, and when I finally surpass you, I will repay you by protecting you in return!"

The woman's cool voice rang out.

"Sister Lan!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Daoming felt as if a dazzling lightning bolt had flashed through his mind. His whole body trembled, and his lips trembled as he blurted out the words. His eyes were fixed on the figure shrouded in silver light, and he did not look away even though the silver light stung him and brought tears to his eyes.

The word "Sister Lan" was uttered like an invisible thunderbolt, gently exploding before the silent and magnificent White Tiger Hall.

The woman's previously steady breathing paused almost imperceptibly at this moment.

Within the silver light, the blurry figure neither responded immediately nor denied anything.

Xia Daoming walked step by step toward the silver light, which became increasingly dazzling, stinging his eyes and causing tears to fall uncontrollably.

But he didn't stop, nor did he look away, as if he was afraid that if he did, the woman in front of him would suddenly disappear, just like that time.

"So many years have passed, do you still remember me?"

The woman spoke again, her voice still cold, but with a barely perceptible tremor.

Xia Daoming's body trembled slightly, stopping several feet away. He felt as if he had been struck by something, and his chest heaved.

"Of course! How could I forget you! We're like siblings, true friends who would die for each other!"

The woman's delicate body trembled slightly at the word "Of course," and finally, she slowly raised her hand.

The silvery glow that enveloped her slowly receded, as if layers of water curtains were receding, first revealing her clear outline, then gradually revealing her face.

Finally, that familiar yet even more aloof and dignified face appeared before Xia Daoming.

It was Xiao Lan, etched in his mind, who had never faded from his memory.

"It's really you!"

"you are still alive!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Xia Daoming stepped forward and opened his arms to embrace the woman before him, but he immediately stopped and withdrew his arms.

At this moment, there was an indescribable sense of distance between her brows and eyes, as if she stood above all living beings, looking down upon the myriad worlds.

At that moment, Xia Daoming suddenly remembered.

Today, she is the Empress of the White Tiger Clan, no longer the Xiao Lan of the past.

Xiao Lan can at most be considered a brief fragment of her long life, a drop in the ocean of her vast memories.

As the empress of the White Tiger clan, the methods she just displayed were comparable to those of a Golden Immortal returning to the origin. If she truly cared about him, her former sworn brother, it shouldn't be difficult for her to send someone down to the mortal realm to guide him.

But she didn't.

Clearly, when he left back then, he left behind some of the White Tiger's essence, which should have been the end of that earthly bond.

Our reunion today is merely a coincidence!
"It's good that you're alive! It's good that you're alive!" Xia Daoming murmured, feeling an indescribable heartache and loss.

I thought I had regained what I had lost, but it turned out to be a complete loss.

"Are you blaming me? Since I'm still alive, why didn't I come looking for you?"

Xiao Lan looked at Xia Daoming, seemingly understanding his thoughts and feelings at this moment. His majestic expression, which looked down upon all living beings, underwent a subtle change, and he asked softly.

"Hehe, you are the Empress, a former Golden Immortal who returned to the origin! My Sister Lan is just a reincarnation of your true spirit. Who are the people she associates with that are worth your concern!" Xia Daoming said with a self-deprecating smile.

Seeing Xia Daoming's self-deprecating expression and words that carried a hint of resentment and self-mockery, Xiao Lan was not annoyed at all; instead, her gaze softened.

“That was the last bit of my true spirit that I left behind!” “Back then, I would have been completely annihilated, losing all chance to return to the Immortal Realm and become Empress again.”

"When my soul could not bear it, when I was on the verge of collapse, when my true spirit was about to perish, at the most desperate moment, there was one person who did not back down."

"He knew that once he got involved, his soul would also be crushed, but he still chose to transfer his own soul power into my body so that we could share the terrifying impact of the inheritance."

"The two divine souls merged on the verge of collapse, supporting and protecting each other, never abandoning one another. In the end, I preserved that bit of true spirit and was able to return to the Earthly Immortal Realm."

"The inheritance in the Xuanhuan Realm is just a drop in the ocean compared to the inheritance of my lineage. It is nothing more than using that inheritance to trigger the power of my original source left in Xijin Mountain, so as to guide my reincarnated self back to Xijin Mountain."

“When I returned to Xijin Mountain, I was receiving my true lineage of Daoist inheritance, which was all the Daoist lineage and memories from my previous life. It was too much, and too heavy.”

She looked at Xia Daoming, a hint of complexity appearing in her eyes for the first time.

"That memory with you is insignificant in the face of the tradition and the torrent of memories, and was instantly washed away and submerged."

"I remember many things, the primordial world, the Great Dao, and my enemies, but I've forgotten the Xuanhuan Realm and you."

"For thousands of years, logically speaking, if I were to retrace my steps, I should have quickly attained the Great Dao of Returning to the Source. However, for thousands of years I have been unable to attain it because my Dao heart has never been perfected, and I always feel that something is missing."

At this point, Xiao Lan raised her eyes and looked at Xia Daoming with deep affection. She took light steps and walked towards him.

"It wasn't until I saw you just now that I understood why!"

"I forgot the most important person in my ability to be reborn and return!"

Xia Daoming's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and then he suddenly laughed.

"In other words, it's not that you didn't come looking for me, but that your memories of me were overwhelmed by the vast inheritance, and you can't remember me anymore!"

His tone was somewhat teasing, but it couldn't hide the relief he felt.

Xiao Lan nodded gently, offering no further explanation.

The two fell silent for a moment.

They simply stood facing each other, their eyes meeting, as if reaffirming each other's existence, or as if making up for the void left over the years.

After a moment, Xia Daoming suddenly spoke up: "So now? Are you the Empress of West Gold Mountain, or Sister Lan?"

“She is both the Empress of West Gold Mountain and your Sister Lan!” Xiao Lan replied.

"That means I'll have a powerful backer in the Immortal Realm from now on, and I can walk around with my head held high," Xia Daoming said with a smile.

“With me protecting you, you can relax and won’t have to work so hard anymore!” Xiao Lan said.

"Cough cough!"

Xia Daoming never expected that Xiao Lan would still remember the joke he made back then, and now that she had said it as the Empress, he didn't know how to respond.

"Why wouldn't you be happy? Didn't you say you couldn't ask for it before?" Xiao Lan looked at Xia Daoming's embarrassed appearance, a sly glint flashing in her eyes, her previous haughty and condescending attitude completely gone.

"No, no, it's just that happiness came so suddenly that I haven't had time to react yet," Xia Daoming said.

"As expected, old habits die hard. After all these years, you still can't speak properly!" Xiao Lan glanced at him with a flirtatious look in her eyes.

Xiao Lan, the former empress, turned her head and exuded a captivating charm. Xia Daoming was momentarily stunned and lost in thought, but the scene of holding her naked, snow-white body in the deep valley of the Crimson Prison Sect involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Seeing Xia Daoming staring blankly at her, Xiao Lan didn't think much at first, but soon the image of the deep valley appeared in her mind as well. However, after regaining her memories, she also had an even deeper memory in her mind—the image of the two souls merging.

That intimacy goes deeper than the physical.

When those images appeared, even though Xiao Lan was now the Empress, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, and she lowered her eyes, somewhat afraid to look at Xia Daoming.

When the memory of that soul fusion appeared in Xiao Lan's mind, Xia Daoming's divine sense was gently touched. In an instant, the memory that had been fragmented for some unknown reason suddenly surfaced before his eyes.

The moment the image appeared, Xia Daoming was stunned.

"This... back then, Sister Lan and I actually..."

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)