The stars faded and the moon vanished. The sun rose, scattering its rays across the land. Golden sunlight tinged with red bathed Lingxiao Star, draping its lush trees and flowers in a scarlet-gold veil that shimmered with gentle vitality. Dewdrops jeweled the leaves, sparkling in the sunlight. A soft breeze stirred, and the droplets fell, soaking into the vibrant earth. A new day had dawned.
Ling Tian wasn't cultivating. He stood atop a mountain peak, watching the rising sun, feeling the gentle breeze brush past him, breathing in the fresh air laced with a tranquil fragrance, and listening to the clear birdsong from nearby. He felt refreshed and invigorated.
Ling Tian felt a faint sense of being back on Qingyou Peak on Tianmu Star. Remembering the life he'd led there, a smile crept onto his lips before soon turning into longing.
"Father, Mother, can you see? Tian'er has rebuilt Lingxiao Pavilion, and everything is gradually falling into place." Ling Tian murmured to himself. "Don't worry. Tian'er is doing well. Give me a little more time, and I'll make Lingxiao Pavilion even greater. And I'll make Ten Thousand Swords Cliff pay dearly."
"And Min'er, we haven't seen each other in decades. I wonder how you're doing." The scene also brought to mind the lovely figure he'd deliberately hidden away in his heart. His eyes softened like water. "Heh, you should be doing all right. With Senior Sister Yao Yu by your side, you probably aren't lonely. I wonder if you've broken through the God Sealing Restriction I placed on you. I wonder if you've missed me."
"I wonder if I'll see you at this Cultivator Assembly—and Senior Sister Yao Yu, too." A glimmer of hope stirred in Ling Tian's heart. Then, as if something occurred to him, his smile grew. "And