White Peony watched, a vague understanding stirring in her heart. She recalled everything from before—weren't the days when they had all lived together at Lu Residence the happiest of all?
Back then, they too would go out from time to time to vanquish demons and subdue devils.
Those who stayed behind at home were worried, yet reassured; they thought of one another, yet trusted one another.
Perhaps that was how it ought to be.
Holding one another in their hearts, yet never becoming a burden to one another—that was true affection and love.
"I seem to understand... yet I also seem to understand nothing."
White Peony murmured, then raised her head to look at Ling Qing. "How can I help Dongbin?"
"Love demons arise from love and fall into demonic madness because of love. And nothing wounds love more deeply than a lover's sword."
Ling Qing paused before continuing, "I hope you can use the sword of love you bear in your heart for Lu Dongbin to cleave open the love demon's wrappings and split apart his sealed mind."
White Peony hesitated. "But... I don't know how. Besides, Dongbin's magical power is so strong now. How could I possibly hurt him?"
Ling Qing smiled. "You needn't worry about that. When the time comes, once you have truly made up your mind, I will help you. And remember: you are not trying to hurt him. You are trying to save him."
White Peony nodded solemnly. "All right!"
Just then, Han Xiangzi and the Third Dragon Princess suddenly returned.
Seeing everyone present, Han Xiangzi said happily, "You're all here—that's wonderful. I was just about to ask for your help."
Iron Crutch Li asked, "Didn't you go to guide your uncle onto the Way? What happened?"
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