(Teacher Xuzhen no longer knew which Spring Festival this was that all the dear readers had accompanied Bai Lian through. Those who had stayed with Bai Lian this far were all long-time readers. At this moment of bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new, Xuzhen wished all readers success in all their endeavors and happiness for their entire households! Thanks to Teacher Mao, Anonymous 17k2755963, the Mountain King, and all fellow Daoists for your support and votes of recommendation.)
Long after the young cultivator of the Illusionary Wonderful Snow Mastiff clan finished speaking, no one in the valley said a word. It seemed the three of them had all been drawn into the story, and none had immediately returned from it.
The young man had spoken with extraordinary vividness. Through his unhurried narration, he had told a tragic and beautiful love story, painting a sorrowful scene of life-and-death separation, of two people unable to bear parting.
The young man had spoken for so long that it seemed he was not merely recounting to the two women what had once happened to the Illusionary Wonderful Snow Mastiff clan. Rather, he was using words to tell the two female cultivators of the steadfast love between those two Mahayana cultivators in his own heart. He was filled with reverence, and filled with yearning.
Hua Huanfei and Fairy Ying Yi could tell that if the Mahayana cultivator who had failed his tribulation had not set up that array, then with his lover's abilities, his remnant soul—which had survived the Heavenly Tribulation—might not necessarily have perished.
Yet rather than let his companion risk facing the two Mahayana cultivators of Youfu Palace just so he could survive, that Mahayana cultivator had used his remnant soul to set up this Sorrowful Silkworm Soul Array.