Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were in the same room. They divided the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew into three portions and consumed their shares.
As they dripped the dew into their eyes, both felt a surge of clarity.
Next, they followed Tang San's instructions to absorb the singular velvet sky chrysanthemum and narcissus jade muscle bone.
An immense surge of medicinal power entered their bodies. Not daring to slacken for even a moment, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing immediately entered a state of cultivation.
With every breath they took, their auras intertwined.
It was not only their soul power; the fluctuations of Dai Mubai's and Zhu Zhuqing's spiritual power also resonated with each other.
In an instant, they entered a profoundly mysterious state.
"Where is this?"
Dai Mubai stared at the sea of flowers before him in confusion. Hadn't he just been cultivating with Zhu Zhuqing in the academy's wooden cabin?
"Mubai." Just then, a cool, familiar voice came from behind him.
Dai Mubai turned and froze for a moment.
"Zhu Zhuqing-"
It was indeed his fiancée, Zhu Zhuqing, but she was not wearing her usual cold, conservative outfit of fitted black clothes and a jacket.
Quite the opposite. She wore something a girl should only wear on the most important day of her life.
A pure white wedding gown.
She held a bouquet of flowers.
At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing's face brimmed with a happy smile.
"Do you remember? Back when we were little, we often exchanged letters. You mentioned this sea of flowers to me then."
Zhu Zhuqing stood gracefully beneath a large tree, nostalgically stroking the word [Persevere] carved into its trunk.
"Do you still remember this [Persevere], Mubai?"
"I do." Dai Mubai sank into his memories as well, forgetting that strange feeling.
"I'm sorry. Back