These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

After all, these two seem to be the most compatible, whether in terms of age or status... They are indeed more suitable. My place should be somewhere, quietly watching them, in the name of my master... Thinking about it carefully, perhaps one day I can sit in the high seat at their wedding banquet and receive their tea... Hmm, that wouldn't be bad either.

Just as Lu Qingyan was thinking this, she saw the boy's face turned towards her, and he secretly winked...

Lu Qingyan's cheeks flushed slightly, but she dared not show it. Turning her head, she deliberately looked away and saw Ran Xinxue staring at her, her eyes filled with suspicion and thoughtfulness...

Luo Beihuang felt a pang of sadness.

But it seems that the boy also told himself... this girl is his favorite girl.

Is this what I like?

But why do I feel a little sad seeing them being so sweet together...?

Before he could react, Wei Tu had already stood up. He didn't look too well and was weak and unsteady on his feet.

Considering his previous overexertion during the battle, everyone can understand.

He arrived in front of Luo Beihuang with Su Mi's help.

He forced a smile at the young woman who looked like a goddess.

"Thank you so much... If it weren't for your arrival, things probably wouldn't have ended up like this today, and that Moon Goddess... probably wouldn't have let me come back..."

Upon hearing Wei Tu's words, Luo Beihuang blushed slightly, unsure how to respond.

Su Mi felt a little guilty after hearing this and sincerely said to the boy, "Thank you... I was a bit harsh just now, I'm sorry..."

"N-no... It was my fault for being so unreasonable... Um, let me..."

Luo Beihuang hesitated for a moment, then looked at Wei Tu with flushed cheeks.

"I'm glad to see you're alright... I'm a little late..."

Wei Tu shook his head, "It's not too late, this is already the best-case scenario..."

Wei Tu breathed a sigh of relief; his initiative in stepping forward was truly the pinnacle of his skills.

Not only did it instantly turn the other person's arrival into a life-or-death situation, but it also made Su Mi willingly thank the other person. Phew... everything should be alright now.

I had just finished thinking about it.

A mighty sound came from the mountain.

"metropolitan!"

"Uncle-Master Lu!!"

"Thank goodness... I'm so glad you're all alright!!"

Those disciples who had gone to the mountaintop, who would become the last spark of hope if the situation got out of control, were all running towards this place.

Everyone looked a bit disheveled, and many even had some bruises on their bodies.

But having fought all night without resting even after the sun came up, they now wore extremely excited smiles.

Such a smile is like the rising sun at sunrise, making people feel the beauty of life just by looking at it.

They came in a great procession, at the sunrise of this day of survival.

They all knew there was still tomorrow; the Yuanjian Sect had not been destroyed in this disaster.

They embraced, they celebrated, and they were moved to tears as they watched the dawn break and the sunlight.

The newly fallen snow made me feel somewhat dazed.

He seemed to hear someone calling his name. Looking over, he saw a group of female disciples looking at him with admiration.

They said.

"That's great... Sect Master, we survived..."

Ran Xinxue was somewhat unaccustomed to being looked at like that by these people. She seemed to be used to being high and mighty, but on the other hand, she was also used to enduring humiliation and hardship.

At the extremes of these two extremes, one never experiences the warmth and emotion in between.

The woman seemed a little embarrassed as she said, "This has nothing to do with me... If you want to thank someone, thank that bastard... Wei Tu..."

"No! Sect Master, do you know that we all think... you are the most powerful!"

"why?"

Ran Xinxue looked at the group of female disciples with incomprehension.

To think you're amazing just because you did something... Is that flattery?

An older woman looked at Ran Xinxue with admiration and said matter-of-factly.

"You are the sect leader! But you didn't think of leaving first, but stayed behind, risking potential danger... You are our best sect leader! Please continue to lead the Yuanjian Sect forward!"

"This……"

"Yes! Although such a big thing has happened, because of your exemplary conduct, we all believe that Yuanjian Sect will get better and better! We will definitely become the best sect!"

"I……"

"Sect Master, please rest! We're all fine. You should get some rest, and we disciples can handle everything else!"

Ran Xinxue, somewhat bewildered, was helped to sit on a nearby rock. She stared blankly at the cheering and celebrating crowd.

People, young as children, rejoiced at the arrival of dawn.

Amidst those dilapidated ruins, they rejoiced, celebrated, and wept with joy.

This stirred up emotions that Ran Xinxue had never felt before.

It was as if before... she didn't feel that this position brought her anything more, but rather endless disasters.

The so-called patriarch is using me, and a disciple is even treating me like a slave...

At that time, she was filled with hatred and despair for the world.

She felt that there was nothing left for her to cherish and treasure.

But now... she suddenly felt as if she could sense the joy of these people, genuinely happy that the sect had survived.

And yet... he himself became a hero in their eyes?

So, I could become that kind of person after all...

Ranxinxue looked towards the direction where the sun rose, shining on this familiar land.

This land.

She once dreamed of it.

I used to hate it.

I once wished I had never come.

But now, it's almost turned into a pile of ruins.

Ran Xinxue suddenly became stunned, unable to utter a word, her expression blank.

Until the boy's words reached his ears.

"You see, as long as you are willing to do it, willing to choose... you can become the person you truly want to be."

She lowered her head, covered her face, and wept bitterly, her tears easily soaking the hem of her skirt.

It is also steeped in so many years of bitterness and darkness.

It was an ordinary dawn, but it would be a tomorrow she would remember for a lifetime.

97 The Sun Believes in You

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Several things have been happening over these three days.

For example, if all the disciples in a sect stop practicing cultivation and instead become carpenters.

They were having a great time clearing away the rubble and building houses. Although they had never tried such things before, they seemed to enjoy it and had no complaints.

For example, after a powerful figure from the Extreme Sun Palace personally inspected the area, it was confirmed that the Dead Zone had lost its danger. This was because the death energy that could have harbored danger within it had been completely consumed by Ruoyuan's resurrection, and the death energy in the Dead Zone gradually dissipated under the sunlight.

Thus, this place became a blessed land suitable for cultivation and survival.

Furthermore, even the sect's elders personally intervened, contacting various parties to purchase supplies and rebuild the sect from the ruins.

Three days later, although the Baoguang Hall was not yet completed, the square in front of the entrance had been almost leveled.

It was here that the disciples and elders of the sect stood together.

They were all dressed in pure white clothes, standing silently in the front yard, without a single whisper or looking around.

They were all looking at the woman in the white dress standing at the entrance of the dilapidated Baoguang Hall, the sunlight falling perfectly on her long, flowing hair.

Her beauty now seemed almost divine.

She gazed into the distance at the mountain behind her, as if she could see the newly built tombs all over the mountain.

She spoke slowly.

“Three days ago, our sect suffered a great calamity. No one was sure if we could survive, or if the Yuanjian Sect would even exist in the future. But... to this day, we have survived, we still exist, and we will ensure that the Yuanjian Sect continues to stand tall in Nanjian Prefecture, and even flourish and become the foremost sect. I know that it's not just me, but you all think the same way.”

The wind is blowing gently.

It didn't snow today, and the cold wind was biting, but no one seemed to be deterred by the cold.

Ran Xinxue lowered her head slightly, looking at the ground beneath her feet. The cracks seemed to remind her of the harrowing night she had spent there, and how her life had been hanging by a thread.

She let out a soft sigh, calming herself down.

Then she raised her head, her expression hardening, her extremely gentle face conveying a genuine sense of strength.

"But before we embark on this unknown, yet surely bright, path, we must always remember... some people, forever left behind in that dark night three days ago. Remember... their deaths were not meaningless; their deaths gave each of us the chance to live. No matter how they died, whether they died while drawing their swords, before drawing their swords, or fought to the death in a bloody battle... it doesn't matter anymore."

They died for you, for me, for the Yuanjian Sect. Therefore, their deaths were honorable, valuable, and meaningful! Whether male or female, regardless of their past relationships with any of you—friends, partners, grudges, or even hatred—it doesn't matter… We must remember them, forever.

At this point, Ran Xinxue heard cries coming from the crowd below.

A young man in the first row had red eyes and trembling arms.

Ran Xinxue knew that his brother had died protecting him at the hands of those monsters, and his brother's last words to him were...