"Why was there nothing suitable for me?"
Even after following her beloved back to their residence in the harbor district, Yi Qing still couldn't understand why only she encountered such a strange situation when reading that book.
After asking around, she discovered that... throughout all those years, the Xuan Tribe had never encountered anything like this.
Whether one was strong or weak, or whether the cultivation technique one practiced ranked highly, was not the issue.
But the classic kept turning without stopping, making everything within it impossible to discern...
Moreover, her situation was different from her partner's.
As the Compendium of Ten Thousand Laws continued flipping through its pages,
she could clearly see the information constantly flashing through her beloved's eyes.
During this visit to the temple, he had clearly benefited greatly.
But she...
"So what did Yi Qing experience before entering Heavenly Silence?"
After serving the bewildered woman before him a plate of spirit fruits, Xuan Sheng, having completely set aside his burden, gazed out at the snowy scenery through the window. His eyes remained fixed on the ships still coming and going at the harbor.
"Hm?"
She had never discussed such matters with Xuan Sheng...
She had never even recalled those hazy, fragmented memories herself.
Only when Yi Qing frowned did she realize how little she knew about her past.
The complete blankness suddenly frightened Yi Qing...
The past?
What was the past?
Everything she had been as a human before entering Heavenly Silence?
But why had it...
"I..."
"All right, I understand."
Xuan Sheng held her trembling hand. His intention had never been to pursue her past.
"That's why we're the same. There's no difference between us."
Passing his warmth to the person before him, Xuan Sheng spoke gently:
"No matter when, I'll never hurt you."
"..."