Original Intention Countering Snow to Chase the Silver Moon

In the late night at the Source of Myriad Dragons in the Star Dou Great Forest, the primordial stillness reigned, spiritual mist swirling like gauze, lingering year-round.

Soft and gentle silver light blanketed the earth, smoothing away all hostility in the mountain forests, yet utterly failing to smooth the turbulent, overwhelming bitterness churning in the depths of the youth's heart before the bamboo house.

Tang Wulin sat alone on the bluestone steps, the night wind fluttering his robes, his eyes carrying a depth of vicissitudes and obsession far beyond his years.

His body at this moment was no longer that of the Four-Ring Soul Ancestor crushed by Di Tian.

Since transmigrating and descending into the era of the Peerless Tang Clan, in these ancient years where the heaven and earth spiritual energy far surpassed later generations and the dragon qi origin was extremely dense, he had cultivated with forbearance and silently deposited his strength. Coupled with the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline steadily unsealing, growing, and advancing in an environment free from later-generation seal suppression, he had long since completed a leap in his realm.

He was now a sixty-level attack-type Soul Emperor.

The sixth-ring soul power barrier and realm shackles were completely broken, and his soul ring configuration, bloodline foundation, and physical strength underwent a comprehensive sublimation. Although the Dragon Moon Battle Armor was damaged, its foundation remained undamaged, and his physical body was still the peerless Dragon God Physique of the same tier.

His cultivation had advanced and his power was greater, but his memories and temperament were forever frozen in the era of Legend of the Dragon King at a little over level fifty.

He remembered every bit of companionship with Gu Yue.

He remembered the innocent mutual devotion at Eastsea Academy, the intimate leaning at day and night by the Icefire Yin Yang Well, standing shoulder-to-shoulder in the Shrek tournament arena, and the loneliness, forbearance, and helplessness she hid beneath her indifference.

Yet he lacked memories of later becoming a god, of the ultimate battle, and of the final ending of mutual martyrdom and eternal farewell in ice.

All that remained in the depths of his heart was the purest, most ardent, and most regretful deep love—

Loving the Gu Yue who practiced forbearance at every step and was pushed helplessly by destiny, and hating himself for not being strong enough back then to keep her and protect the outcome of them both.

Precisely because of this, standing here before ancient times at this moment, facing the completely unfamiliar Initial Silver Dragon Emperor, this suffering of lovesickness grew intense enough to nearly crush his spirit.

Gu Yue Na was still in the era of the Peerless Tang Clan.

This was the starting point where all stories had yet to begin.

At this moment, she was complete, aloof, cold, and in control of the entire Star Dou dragon source, standing as the supreme silver dragon sovereign. She had not yet split into Na'er and Gu Yue, had not yet entered the world, had not yet stirred emotions, and the tens of thousands of years of entanglements, love and hate, parting, and destined tragedy in the future were all blank and undecided paths ahead as far as she was concerned.

She did not know him; it was not amnesia, nor was it ruthlessness—

It was that their affinity, meeting, falling in love, and parting had none of them happened yet.

Only he had come across the reverse flow of time, carrying his fifty-plus-level obsession and overflowing deep love, his cultivation having already ascended to a level sixty Soul Emperor, yet his temperament remained trapped within that regret of yearning without getting and loving without being able to guard.

His physical body had grown stronger, and time had been misaligned, yet the deep affection in the depths of his heart had not diminished by the slightest fraction.

The night was deep and heavy with dew, and all sounds were stilled.

The emotions forcibly suppressed during the day completely breached their banks.

Lovesickness turned into illness.

A mere single day of getting along, gazing at that face he thought of day and night only to receive completely unfamiliar scrutiny and alienation, was enough to cause the mind and spirit of Tang Wulin, who had already accumulated countless regrets, to shatter.

The world all thought him as resilient as a dragon, unbreakable through a hundred trials.

Yet no one knew that all his toughness was always meant to protect those by his side.

Once he lost his destination and the meaning of striving forth, even the most resilient dragon heart would become fragile enough to shatter at a single touch.

Since the future outcome would still in all likelihood head toward parting.

Since he had exhausted all his strength to grow and break through to the Soul Emperor, only to still stand alone before ancient times.

Since in this space and time, there was no story belonging to him, no Gu Yue belonging to him—

Then what meaning was there left to such bitter cultivation, such striving to grow, and such agonizing endurance?

Grayness completely enshrouded his spirit and soul.

The thought of ending his life occupied his mind for the very first time with startling clarity and madness.

Rather than being locked in a lonely cage throughout endless time, longing day after day, watching her live in a future without him, it would be better to end it right here and be relieved of this ancient, insolvable obsession.

He slowly raised his hand, a wisp of extremely condensed golden dragon qi condensing within his palm.

The Golden Dragon King's Origin of a level sixty Soul Emperor was a hundred times more domineering than during the four-ring period; with just a single thought to detonate his origin, his spirit and soul would be instantly annihilated, and all thoughts would return to nothingness.

Yet at the very instant when his vitality was about to be extinguished and despair was about to swallow everything—

A ray of light piercing through the ancient mists suddenly exploded through his deadened mind and soul!

No!

He was wrong!

Profoundly wrong!

Precisely because he came from the past, precisely because he was stuck in the initial memories of Legend of the Dragon King, precisely because he arrived early in the Peerless Tang Clan, and precisely because her tragedy had not yet been written—

He possessed a heaven-defying opportunity that no one else had ever possessed!

Others were too late, but he was in time.

Others could not change destiny, but he could!

Now, he was a level sixty Soul Emperor with a solid foundation, advanced bloodline, a physical body invincible among peers, and a mature and steady temperament. He saw through the ruggedness of the road ahead and knew all the soft spots and loneliness in her life.

As for the Gu Yue Na before his eyes, she was a clean and flawless blank sheet of paper.

There was no oppression of destiny, no shackles of race, no entanglements of love and hate, and no doomed tragic ending.

All thousands of future paths could be reshaped!

In the past, he had met passively, loved passively, and been pushed by destiny toward parting.

This time!

He would take the initiative!

He came carrying overflowing deep affection, all his understanding, and the strength of his advanced breakthrough, running against time toward the original her!

She did not know him? It did not matter.

She only held bloodline wariness and destined alienation toward him? It did not matter.

She was naturally destined in the future to be covered in scars and lonely for ten thousand years?

Then he would rewrite it with his own hands! Protect her with his own hands! Make her fall in love with him of her own accord once again with his own hands!

Rumble—!

The dead stillness completely shattered!

The dragon pupils on the verge of sinking instantly burst open with scorching, dazzling radiance, and the gray despair was thoroughly burned away!

The violent Golden Dragon King's Origin in his palm instantly converged into his body, steadily returning to the ruins of his meridians. The majestic aura of a level sixty Soul Emperor settled and remained restrained, leaving not the slightest trace of restlessness or suicidal intent.

Tang Wulin slowly raised his gaze, penetrating layers of spiritual mist, and looked distantly toward the meditating white-robed silhouette at the center of the Life Lake.

There was no more decadence or despair in his eyes.

There remained only scorching obsession and the firmness of reversing time.

His memories rested in the deepest years of affection,

His cultivation walked ahead of time,

He had met her before she had experienced all hardships.

Then let it all begin anew.

In this lifetime, he asked for no shackles of destiny.

In this lifetime, he asked for no clinging of bloodlines.

With sixty dragon souls as betrothal, and ancient deep love as a promise, I will pursue you from the very beginning and rewrite every ending.

The long night finally grew quiet, and the initial intention reignited.

A long journey of chasing love, beginning in the Peerless Tang Clan and reversing ten thousand years of destiny, truly set sail from this moment on.