After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

A young man was sitting on a stone bench, holding an ancient book in his hands, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

He was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a long sword hanging at his waist.

The sword was not drawn, yet the faint sword intent had already spread, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

"This face..."

Xu Ze was stunned.

Those eyebrows, those expressions, that composure and calmness in every gesture.

Can't go wrong.

This is himself.

To be precise, it was myself ten thousand years ago.

That self known as "Hun Yuan Tian Zun".

Just then, a clear voice came from outside the courtyard:

"Senior brother~!"

Following the sound, a girl in a moon-white dress skipped and hopped into the courtyard.

She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with fair skin like snow, delicate and beautiful features, and her long black hair was simply tied into a ponytail, swaying gently behind her as she ran.

With a bright smile on her face and eyes full of joy, she held up an unknown spiritual herb and presented it to the young man like a treasure.

"Senior brother, look! I found this in the back mountain! Master said it's a rare 'Jade Marrow Lingzhi' that appears only once in a thousand years, and it can be used to refine elixirs that allow one to break through bottlenecks!"

The young man looked up at her smug expression and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh? You found it?"

"Of course!" The girl raised her chin, her eyes curving into crescents. "I searched for it all day! I almost fell off a cliff!"

The young man reached out and took the herb, examined it carefully for a moment, and then gently tapped the girl's forehead.

“Silly girl, this is a counterfeit of ‘Jade Marrow Ganoderma’, called ‘Stone Marrow Grass’. Eating it will not only prevent you from breaking through, but will also block your meridians.”

The smile on the girl's face froze instantly.

"what?!"

She snatched the herb back and examined it closely.

After looking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only look at the young man pitifully.

"Senior brother...you're not lying to me, are you?"

The young man chuckled, then said indulgently:

"When has your senior brother ever lied to you?"

The girl pouted, her eyes welling up with tears, looking pitiful.

"But I searched all day, and my feet are all blistered..."

The young man looked at her aggrieved expression, a hint of doting in his eyes.

He reached out and ruffled the girl's hair, speaking softly:

"Alright, alright, I'll go with you to the back mountain tomorrow and teach you to identify spirit herbs. I guarantee I'll help you find the real Jade Marrow Spirit Mushroom."

The girl's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Pinky promise!"

The girl extended her little finger.

The young man smiled and extended his little finger, gently hooking it with hers.

Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the locust tree, casting dappled shadows on the two people.

The image freezes on this moment, warm and beautiful.

Xu Ze watched this scene quietly, a feeling he couldn't quite describe welling up inside him.

That's right.

That girl was Lin Yueyan.

She was the woman who had cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness for ten thousand years in that world of the Heavenly Book, standing alone before the 'Star Chart' waiting.

"So, this is what she used to be like..."

Innocent and carefree, loves to laugh and play.

She can be happy all day because she found a fake herb, and she can also whine and act pitiful because her feet are blistered.

What made her become the way she is today?

The screen continued to scroll.

Another figure entered the frame.

She was a woman dressed in a fiery red dress, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with equally stunning beauty, but more flamboyant and arrogant than Lin Yueyan.

She stood at the gate of the courtyard with her hands on her hips, looking at the two people in the courtyard with disdain in her eyes.

"You two are being all lovey-dovey again!"

Lin Yueyan looked up, saw the person who had come, and immediately smiled broadly:

"Senior Sister Mu Yan!"

She skipped and hopped over and grabbed the hand of the woman in the red dress.

"Why are you here? Weren't you in seclusion?"

Mu Yan pouted, looking displeased: "Seclusion? What kind of seclusion?"

"You two are making a racket outside, and I can hear it all from the next peak. What are you doing in seclusion?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell on the young man, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes as she recalled how intimate the two of them had been just moments before.

"Hey, Xu Ze, Master wants you to go to the main hall. We have guests."

The young man stood up and responded.

"Guest? Who?"

Lin Yueyan immediately pressed for more information.

"Who else could it be but the Ding family?" Mu Yan shrugged. "They said they wanted to form an alliance with our Xuanling Sect and have their disciples become disciples of our master..."

……

The images flow.

Scenes flashed by like a revolving lantern.

The three siblings often cultivated together on the back mountain. Mu Yan was always lazy and was punished by her master to copy scriptures.

Sometimes they would go down the mountain together for training. When they encountered monster attacks, Xu Ze would kill them with a single sword strike... Mu Yan and Lin Yueyan would clap and cheer from the side, and then scramble to collect the monster materials.

Another time, the three of them were drinking together under the moon. Mu Yan got drunk and clung to Xu Ze's arm, muttering, "You blockhead."

Lin Yueyan was also drunk. She leaned on Xu Ze's shoulder and murmured, "Senior brother is the best."

The sun always shines brightly, the moonlight is always gentle, and time always seems to stretch on.

These days are simple and happy.

But Xu Ze, who was silently watching this scene, knew that all of this would eventually shatter.

The screen suddenly darkened.

The sky was as dark as lead, with thick, dark clouds obscuring the sun.

The wind howled, lightning flashed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and burning.

Outside the mountain gate, countless figures were engaged in a fierce battle.

There were cultivators dressed in various colorful clothes, monsters of different shapes, and ferocious demons.

Swords clashed, spells roared, screams rose and fell, and blood stained every inch of the land.

The Xuanling Sect's mountain gate, that majestic jade gate tower, is now broken in two, covered with cracks and scorch marks.

Xu Ze stood in front of the mountain gate, holding a long sword, his body surrounded by a terrifying sword intent.

Dozens of corpses had already fallen beneath his sword.

But the enemy continued to pour in.

"Senior brother!"

Lin Yueyan's voice came from behind.

She was covered in blood, and her moon-white dress had been stained dark red.

Her face was full of exhaustion and fear, but her eyes burned with a stubborn light.

"Master is ordering you to retreat! We can't hold out any longer!"

Xu Ze did not turn around.

"you go first."

"I do not go!"

Lin Yueyan rushed to his side and stood beside him.

"If you leave, I'll leave; if you don't leave, I won't leave either!"

Xu Ze looked at her, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Just then, another figure landed beside them.

It's Mu Yan.

Her fiery red dress was also stained with blood, and her breathing was disordered, but her face still wore her usual flamboyant smile.

"Hey, you two, still all lovey-dovey here?"