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He asked the question with a chill in his heart.

He remembered his status as an "outsider"... How unfair all of this was to Lu Xueqi.

Lu Xueqi remained silent for a moment, and the mountain wind rustled through the bamboo forest, making the sound even louder.

Then she spoke, her voice soft yet exceptionally clear, each word striking Jiang Xiaochuan's heart: "The world may be fake, but Lu Xueqi's feelings for Jiang Xiaochuan are real."

Jiang Xiaochuan was startled and suddenly looked up at her.

That sounds... kind of familiar?

The world is fake, but love is real?

He looked into Lu Xueqi's clear yet stubborn eyes, in which his own panicked face was clearly reflected.

He suddenly realized that all his struggles, avoidances, and self-perceived protection seemed so ridiculous and so powerless in front of this woman.

He exhaled a long breath, as if to expel all the pent-up frustration and hesitation from his chest. His shoulders slumped, and his usually straight back bent slightly.

"Lu Xueqi," he called her name, his voice carrying a resigned weariness, yet also a hint of relief.

"Take me to a place where absolutely no one can hear me, and I'll tell you my biggest secret. After you hear it, you can decide whether you want to... whether you want to do this."

Lu Xueqi looked at him for a long time, so long that Jiang Xiaochuan thought she would refuse, or simply knock him out and drag him away, but she finally nodded, reached out and grasped his wrist again, this time with less force.

"it is good."

She didn't take him to the reception room on Xiaozhu Peak, nor to any secret room. Instead, she took him directly back to her bamboo house, a simply furnished and austere room that Jiang Xiaochuan had visited more than once before.

After closing the door, Lu Xueqi walked to the bedside, and under the bed, she gently kicked a certain mechanism with her toe.

With a soft "click," the bed board slid open silently, revealing a dark, downward-pointing opening with stone steps faintly visible.

Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

He had been here several times, stealing snacks, slipping her all sorts of little gifts, and even lying in her bed, but he never knew that there was something else going on under that bed!

"This is...?" he asked, pointing to the cave entrance, his voice a little dry.

Lu Xueqi spoke calmly, as if she were saying that the weather was nice today: "I prepared for this a long time ago, thinking that if you disobeyed one day, or tried to run away, I would lock you up."

Jiang Xiaochuan: "..."

He stared at the deep, dark cave entrance, a chill running down his spine.

Imprisonment? A dungeon? Are you going to go this far?

"Is it too late for me to say I regret it now?"

Lu Xueqi didn't speak, but just glanced at him, her eyes conveying a clear message: What do you think?

Jiang Xiaochuan swallowed hard, then sighed resignedly, "Let's go."

Lu Xueqi walked down the steps first, followed by Jiang Xiaochuan.

The stone steps were short, and soon we reached the bottom, where there was a small stone chamber with smooth walls inlaid with several luminous pearls that emitted a soft, cool light, casting a hazy glow inside.

The furnishings were extremely simple: a stone bed, a stone table, a stone stool, and nothing else. It was clean, cold, and resembled a... high-class prison cell.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked around, his lips twitching again. Lu Xueqi really was... a woman of her word.

Lu Xueqi walked to the stone table, lit an oil lamp on it, and the dim yellow light spread out, adding a touch of warmth to the cold stone chamber. She sat down on the stone bed, patted the spot next to her, and looked at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't sit down. He walked to the center of the stone chamber, turned his back to Lu Xueqi, faced the bare stone wall, took a few deep breaths, and slowly exhaled, as if this could give him some courage.

Then he began to speak.

The story begins in an ordinary little mountain village called "Grass Temple Village," and tells the tale of two surviving teenagers, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. It recounts a tragic massacre stemming from the obsession of the high monk Puzhi, and how Zhang Xiaofan, a boy of mediocre talent, joins the Qingyun Sect's Dazhu Peak, acquires a peculiar "fire poker," displays his extraordinary talent at the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, develops feelings for his aloof senior sister, shares life and death in the Abyss of the Dead, inherits the Heavenly Book in the Dripping Blood Cave, and... The story revolves around the unexpected reunion and deep affection between the green-clad girl and the young man, the rain at Liubo Mountain, the cruelty of the war between good and evil, the grief and indignation of the revelation of the truth, the despair of the green-clad girl who lost her soul for love and only had one remaining fragment, the young man's betrayal of Qingyun, his transformation into Gui Li, his ten years of bloodshed, and his search across the world to resurrect his beloved, the reunion and confrontation before the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure Vault, the chaos of the Beast God in the Southern Frontier, the enlightenment and choices under the Zhuxian Sword, the illusion and reality of the Illusion Moon Cave, and the final letting go and return...

He spoke slowly and in great detail, as if he were retelling a story he had read many times before.

He talked about Zhang Xiaofan's resilience and tragedy, Biyao's passion and sacrifice, Tian Buyi's protectiveness, Su Ru's gentleness, Dao Xuan's struggle, the Ghost King's ambition, Xiao Bai's charm and unruliness... He even mentioned Zhou Yixian's mercenary nature, Xiao Huan's innocence, and Ye Gou Daoren's loyalty.

He was talking about Lu Xueqi from that story.

She was aloof and reserved, silent and patient, burying her deep feelings in her heart. She waited for ten years, standing alone on the Moon Gazing Terrace. Finally, on the ruins of Grass Temple Village, she smiled at Zhang Xiaofan who had returned, and they started a new life together. They had a son named Zhang Xiaoding and lived a simple but fulfilling life.

He said that in the end, good and evil were eliminated, grudges faded away, and everyone found their own destiny, whether it was a happy ending or a regretful one, but in the end, it was all over.

He talked for a whole day and night, adding oil to the lamp again and again, but the light from the luminous pearl remained soft.

He didn't dare turn around to look at Lu Xueqi's expression. Instead, he faced the stone wall and told her everything he knew about that "story."

Including how he "knew" the story.

He said he came from another world, and like watching a play, he had "seen" the lives of all of them. He said he was like a lost soul who had inexplicably fallen into this world. He talked about the Bloodthirsty Bead on his chest, the Soul-Sealing Bones all over his body, and the God-Slaying Spear Spirit Red Glass that had been his life's bond and was now nowhere to be found. He said he was not a person of this world. His heart was a bead, his bones were ferocious objects, and he was just a pathetic intruder.

Finally, he even mentioned Linglong.

He said that he accidentally traveled to thousands of years ago in the southern border region and met that amazing woman, the witch Linglong who created the Beast God and then sealed it away.

He said he had an indescribable feeling for Linglong, like admiration, like sympathy, or something else entirely. But he said Linglong was already dead, as dead as could be, and the Beast God would never be born again, so she didn't need to worry.

After he finished speaking, his throat was so dry and hoarse it sounded like a broken bellows. He was completely exhausted, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the back of his clothes was soaked with cold sweat, sticking to his body and feeling icy cold.

But he felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if a huge rock that had been pressing on his heart for many years had finally been lifted. No matter the outcome, he was no longer carrying this secret alone.

He slowly turned around, his legs a little weak, and leaned against the cold stone wall to look at Lu Xueqi.