"Hee hee, now that you've heard who I am, aren't you shocked? Envious? Do you... want to see my true face?" Yue Mingxin still said with a giggle.
"Good grief~" Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his forehead. "Why does Senior Yue speak just like Little Fish? Could it be... she isn't very old either?"
Still, upon hearing mention of Yue Mingxin's true face, Zhang Xiaohua's heart stirred. In the jade hall of the Incense-Passing Cult, in the portrait within Huan Wuxin's Sumeru World, even in the jade hall of Misty Palace in the Misty Sect, Yue Mingxin was veiled. Yet what does she actually look like?
But just as this thought rose in his mind, Yue Mingxin's voice came again. "However... don't even think about it. Only one person can see my face! And he... has already seen it! In this world... no one else shall ever see it again!"
"Are you serious?" Zhang Xiaohua nearly fell over. "If you won't let me see it, why did you even ask?"
"Alas~" Yue Mingxin let out a long sigh, her tone brimming with desolation, utterly unlike her earlier lightness. "But what did it matter if he saw it? The Immortal Path is misty, the Great Dao boundless; beauty ages easily, while men's hearts are no longer what they once were!"
"He said that his heart could contain only the road to immortality, that he should have severed his tender feelings long ago. Yet I said that the Immortal Path was shrouded in confusion, and that emotions were better as a lamp to roam freely through the mortal world!"
"He said that rosy beauties were but skeletons, that all things were emptiness, and only the Immortal Path was eternal. I said..."
At this point, Yue Mingxin smiled bitterly. "I've become foolish again. After all