Beside the vermilion tower in the Marquis Mansion stood an emerald-green pool, where silver Mysterious Beast fish swam.
Ji Hanxing stood by the pool without going far.
She wore crimson armor, stood straight as a ramrod, gripped a long spear, and stared at the ripples that occasionally splashed across the water.
Ning Xiaochuan slowly walked over.
"Ultimately, I still didn't completely come back to life, did I?" Ji Hanxing did not even blink. Her pair of azure pupils were as clear and beautiful as jade.
Ning Xiaochuan did not want to deceive her. After pondering for a moment, he said, "In truth, all things possess life. Life and death are merely narrow definitions. As long as one has one's own thoughts, one's vitality is incomparably vigorous."
Ji Hanxing stared into Ning Xiaochuan's eyes. "But I clearly remember once feeling affection for you. Yet now, I cannot summon even the slightest feeling for you at all. I tried very hard to force myself to get close to you, but I couldn't do it. Do you dare say that this counts as truly coming back to life?"
That feeling was indeed agonizing. She clearly remembered loving someone once, yet when they met again, she discovered that he had become a familiar stranger.
Perhaps she had already lost some of her Seven Emotions and Six Desires. What had been revived was merely a body of flesh and blood.
As long as even a trace of Corpse Qi remained within her body, it was bound to be incomplete.
It was like shattered porcelain. Even if one glued it back together, cracks would still remain. Even if it were placed back into the kiln and fired again, once it emerged, it would still differ from the original porcelain.
Ning Xiaochuan took out a palm-sized piece