Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Thirteen years ago...

On a small hill outside Sacred Soul Village.

Two figures lay flat on a lawn woven from Blue Silver Grass. The faint fragrance of grass and leaves drifted beneath their noses, while the slightly mournful cries of summer cicadas rang in their ears.

Looking up, they saw a brilliant river of stars hanging across the pitch-black night sky. Countless stars glittered within it, their beautiful light stretching between heaven and earth and draping the night in a hazy veil of starlight.

Fireflies danced lightly as children whispered beneath the summer night.

"Xiao San, what are you thinking about?"

Zhao Xuan had a blade of Blue Silver Grass between his lips, its roots releasing a faint sweetness into his mouth.

Tang San gazed at the night sky. The deep universe was reflected in his pupils, making them seem distant, filled with what appeared to be longing and pain.

"Tang Sect..." he murmured.

"Hm? What did you say?" Zhao Xuan had not heard clearly and propped himself up to ask.

"I..." Tang San parted his lips slightly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled.

"I said, Tang Sect. Zhao Xuan, if I ever establish a sect in the future, you have to join it."

"Why did that suddenly pop into your head? Still, sure."

Zhao Xuan gave Tang San a strange look, then waved his hand and made the promise.

Time passed swiftly. In the blink of an eye, more than a decade had gone by. Zhao Xuan's memories of that time had long since grown blurry, yet for some reason, that scene now appeared vividly in his mind once more.

"Well, Tang Sect... I am a member of the Tang Sect."

Zhao Xuan suddenly murmured to himself, then shook his head with a smile.

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