So fragrant.
A sweet, dew-like scent, carrying the unique fragrance of a girl, slowly brushed past his nose.
Am I... dreaming again?
When sunlight streamed into the room from outside, the still-drowsy Xiao Yan finally slowly opened his eyes, only for his vision to be immediately filled with a patch of deep blue.
Soft and magnificent, as beautiful as silk, yet carrying the bold vigor of rolling sea waves.
It was the color of the Sea Heart Flame.
It was also the hair color most cherished by the girl he pursued.
"So... it wasn't a dream."
Xiao Yan gradually regained some clarity and murmured softly.
Ever since parting with the girl at Sound Valley, Xiao Yan often dreamed of her while sleeping. Whenever he awoke, those images would turn into emptiness, even her face gradually becoming blurred.
It was like when he had watched his mother leave as a child, staring helplessly at that small mound of yellow earth. In the countless days and nights afterward, he would often wake with a start, then sit blankly before a room that had long since become empty, lost in thought for a very, very long time.
Over time, he stopped liking sleep.
Other than this time, Xiao Yan could not even remember when he had last slept.
But now, it seemed that sleeping was actually quite nice.
"Could a Nine-star Dou Saint truly achieve fulfillment in this life and leave behind no regrets?"
Since he was awake, Xiao Yan simply stared at the ceiling in a daze, just as he had once done on the Xiao Family's Back Mountain.
As the pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent, Nine-star Dou Saints were so rare that calling them few and far between would not be an exaggeration.
In Xiao Yan's memories, even if he