Nothing Happened

The sun rose in the east!

The wind and snow had finally retreated, wrapping heaven and earth in a layer of white, like a beautiful sight from the upper realm.

After a night of torment, Qin Jishi finally saw the dawn.

No one knew how Qin Jishi had endured that night.

Compared to the icy assault on his body, the torment of his consciousness had pushed him even closer to collapse.

He called Zhang Shiqing's name again and again, afraid that she would fall asleep.

Yet Zhang Shiqing never heard him. Qin Jishi fell into despair time after time. Few could understand the suffocating oppression that despair brought him.

"Shiqing, wake up. Wake up. Look, it's dawn. It's dawn."

"Shiqing!"

"Shiqing!"

Qin Jishi had already forgotten that this was a trial. Everything was truly happening.

"Shiqing!"

"Shiqing!"

Qin Jishi panicked. He truly panicked.

Zhang Shiqing lay on top of him without the slightest response—not even a trace of one.

If there was one thing Qin Jishi could be thankful for, it was that he could still feel a faint trace of warmth from Zhang Shiqing's body. Perhaps that was the last shred of hope in his heart.

"..."

Sunlight spilled across the earth.

When the first ray of morning light fell upon them, the hope in Qin Jishi's heart swelled.

"Shiqing, do you see it? Can you feel it? The sun has risen. Everything will get better. Wake up, hurry and wake up."

"Shiqing!"

"Shiqing, can you hear me calling? If you can, give me a response."

"Shiqing!"

Qin Jishi was frantic with anxiety, and a clear tear slid past the corner of his eye.

Who could have imagined... that the Young Pavilion Master of the World-Saving Pavilion, the peerless monstrous genius of the Black and White Domain, would shed