The sun was setting.
As the sword blade pierced the vault of clouds and reached the top,
Ye Qingcheng's gaze was instantly captivated by the sight before her. The clouds were dyed in the colors of sunset, radiant light streaming for miles, like golden silk shimmering with a hint of jeweled splendor.
The first thought that came to Ye Qingcheng's mind was: More beauty than the eyes could take in.
The beauty of the scene exceeded Chen Mu's expectations as well.
"Well? Do you like it?" Chen Mu reached out and wrapped an arm around Ye Qingcheng's waist.
Ye Qingcheng naturally nestled against Chen Mu, resting her head on his shoulder. She nodded gently. "Mm, I love it!"
Chen Mu leaned against her as well. With a lift of his hand, he molded the clouds as freely as clay.
Though it lacked the lifelike quality and rich detail of a portrait, Ye Qingcheng still recognized herself at a glance.
"So beautiful! If only I could preserve it. I really want to treasure it for a lifetime," Ye Qingcheng murmured, her eyes shimmering.
More and more, she felt blessed beyond three lifetimes. She must have saved Great Cang's Three Thousand Worlds in her previous life to be able to come together with Chen Mu and stand beside him in this one.
"That's easy." With a thought, Chen Mu opened the Virtual Panel before him, switched to the shop module, and found a camera under Blue Star Technology.
It was the kind that could develop a photograph immediately after taking it, too.
"What is this?" Seeing an irregular little black block appear out of nowhere in Chen Mu's hand, Ye Qingcheng looked puzzled.
"A treasured artifact that can instantly record everything you see in the form of a picture," Chen Mu explained,