Their gazes met, and the Xiao You in his eyes was no longer the little girl from his memories who never seemed to grow up.
She now looked like a young woman, with a pair of bright, clear eyes. When she suddenly smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons. She carried an otherworldly aura, and her brows radiated an elegant, spirited brilliance.
Though her appearance had changed, Feng Qi still recognized her at a glance.
This was Xiao You, who had once followed him over mountains and across ridges, through countless Domain Worlds—who spent her days lazing around, constantly overreacted in daily life, and often cried that she was hungry.
The Xiao You from his memories overlapped with the Xiao You before him, and Feng Qi's heart stirred.
To him, time had passed in only a brief daze.
But for Xiao You, more than a thousand years had truly gone by, filled with far too many stories.
Wei Wei had said in her mailbox message that after attending his funeral, Xiao You had taken the fragments of the Demon Blade and chosen to walk the Ascension Challenge path he had once traveled.
He understood why Xiao You had made that choice.
Wanting enough power to stand firm in the cruel New World fifteen hundred years later was only one reason.
More than that, Xiao You wanted to retrace the old path to remember the stories they had shared.
There were no photo albums, so to Xiao You, retracing the Ascension Challenge path was like slowly turning the pages of a memory album. Every step was an act of remembrance.
Along that road, her memories would also bring back all that had happened in the past.
To Xiao You, this reunion was one after a long wait across endless years.
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