I Am in the Wind, in the Light, and Whenever You Think of Me

Li Muwan lowered her eyes slightly, looking at Luo Chuan's expressionless face, a pang of heartache rising in her eyes. "I know you are not a bloodthirsty person. The massacre on Blood God Star was not your intention. It was only when the pain reached its extreme that you turned into such madness."

"The passing of Miss Yao Xixue and Senior Yao Xinghai must be a heart-wrenching pain for you."

Li Muwan reached out and gently placed her hand on Luo Chuan's cool hand, feeling the dormant Nine-Colored Divine Light and Ancient God Power within him.

"But you can't stay immersed in grief forever, you can't be trapped in that day in Fallen Immortal Valley forever."

"If Miss Xixue were still alive, she would never want to see you like this. She desperately wanted you to live, not so that you would become a lonely grave for her, but so that you could live well and move on."

With a soft hum, a pure white pill, as white as jade, slowly condensed in the alchemy furnace.

Li Muwan took the pill, dissolved it with her spiritual power, and slowly fed it into Luo Chuan's mouth.

The medicine slid down his throat, gently nourishing his depleted spirit, but the person on the bed still showed no signs of waking up.

Li Muwan was not discouraged. She sat quietly like that, from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to late at night. Starlight streamed in through the window, reflecting on her beautiful face, making her look gentle yet determined.

She recalled how Luo Chuan looked when she first met him on the Vermilion Bird Planet a thousand years ago.

At that time, he was already the revered patriarch of the Hengyue Sect, with an upright posture, high spirits, starry eyes, and sharp edge in his hand.

She silently followed him, watching him overcome all obstacles, from Vermilion Bird Planet to Luotian Star Domain, from an ordinary cultivator to the Nine-Colored Ultimate Realm cultivator and Six-Star Ancient God.

She never asked for anything, only wishing him peace and well-being.

But now, the person who once illuminated her path to immortality has trapped himself in endless sorrow, shutting off his five senses, severing his soul, and refusing to wake up.

"Luo Chuan, the peach blossoms on Vermilion Bird Planet have bloomed and faded, and the disciples of the Hengyue Sect are all waiting for your return."

Li Muwan's voice trembled slightly, but remained gentle, "Senior Lei Ji, and Elder Liu Wenju, they are all waiting for you. Immortal Lord Qingshui said that the people of Luotian Star Domain fear you, respect you, but also remember that you once protected the peace of the star region."

You can't just go to sleep like that.

Li Muwan gripped Luo Chuan's hand tightly, continuously channeling her spiritual power into him. The fragrance of the pills intertwined with the spiritual power, entangling his primordial spirit in an attempt to awaken his consciousness, which had been dormant for three years.

Time flies by again, spring comes and autumn goes, and ten years have passed once more.

Over the past ten years, the cultivators of Vermilion Bird Planet have learned of the Ancestor's return, but they also understand that the Ancestor is currently still in a coma and has no intention of waking up.

For more than ten years, Li Muwan has stayed by Luo Chuan's side every moment, even entrusting the affairs of the Vermilion Bird State to others.

Luo Chuan's consciousness was submerged in an endless darkness, devoid of time, years, pain, and sharpness.

He seemed to have sealed himself behind a door that could never be opened again. Outside the door lay ten years of waiting and the changing of the stars; inside, he was all alone.

But on this day, a glimmer of light suddenly pierced through the darkness. What lay before them was no longer a deathly silence, but a valley that was unbelievably gentle.

There was no miasma, no bloodlust, no despair like in the Fallen Immortal Valley, only a gentle breeze and a faint fragrance of flowers, as if he had returned to the time when he first met Yao Xixue.

Just then, a slender figure stood in the sea of flowers and slowly turned around.

Dressed in simple white clothes, with gentle eyes and brows, her face showed no scars or pain, only a faint smile, just like the most beautiful image in his memory.

"Xue'er..."

Luo Chuan stood frozen in place, his voice hoarse and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He had uttered that name countless times in moments of despair, and recalled that face countless times through tears and blood, but when she actually stood before him, he didn't even dare to take a step forward, fearing that it was just a fragile illusion that would shatter at the slightest touch.

Yao Xixue smiled softly, walked closer step by step, and reached out her hand, as she had done countless times before, wanting to stroke his cheek.

"My husband."

With a soft call, Luo Chuan shattered instantly.

The pain, repression, madness, and regret that had accumulated for over a decade all surged up at this moment. His eyes were red, and his voice trembled. "Xue'er... I'm so sorry... I couldn't protect you... I was too late..."

"I killed the Blood God Child, I slaughtered the Blood God Star, I tore everyone who harmed you to pieces... but..."

But you can't come back.

These words stuck in Luo Chuan's throat, too painful to utter.

Yao Xixue gently shook her head, her eyes filled with no resentment or hatred, only heartache and tenderness. She slowly extended her finger and gently pressed it to his lips, stopping his self-blame.

"My husband, you have never wronged me. From the day I met you, I have never regretted it."

Yao Xixue slightly raised her right hand and gently wiped away the invisible tears from the corner of his eye. Her voice was as soft as the wind. "I know that everything you did afterward was because of me. I saw the rivers of blood and mountains of corpses on Blood God Star."

Luo Chuan closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'd rather be shattered to pieces than have you die..."

"I know." Yao Xixue smiled gently, a glimmer of light in her eyes, and said softly, "That's why I don't want you to trap yourself in hatred for my sake."

"You are Luo Chuan, the strongest genius in the cultivation world, and the peerless hero in my heart, Yao Xixue."

"You shouldn't be guarding a mountain of corpses, embracing my broken body, living like a lonely grave."

Yao Xixue gently grasped his hand, its warmth so real it seemed like a dream. "I don't want you to go mad for me, to kill for me, to be forever plunged into darkness for me."

"I want you to live on, to live well, carrying my share of life with you, to see the stars, to forge your own path, and to protect the people you want to protect."

"To become that towering, radiant Luo Chuan."

Luo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp pain shooting through his heart, his voice trembling as he said, "What about you...? If I leave, what will you do..."

Looking at Xue'er before him, Luo Chuan's heart ached even more, tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart was filled with guilt towards her.

Yao Xixue smiled gently, but her figure gradually became transparent as she softly said, "I have never left you. I am always by your side whenever you think of me."

Yao Xixue gently stroked Luo Chuan's cheek, her eyes moist, and said, "Luo Chuan, Xue'er is waiting for you, waiting for you to truly become a powerful figure who stands above all others. Xue'er has always believed that you will stand at the pinnacle of the continent. At that time, the fallen Vermilion Bird Planet will rise again in the Cultivation Alliance Star Domain because of you!"

"Husband, wake up! Someone has been waiting for you for ten years. Wake up."