Such beauty belonged only in heaven-who knew when it had been banished to the mortal dust?

Fairy Xingyue's lips carried a sweet fragrance, as luscious as the sweetness of the flower realm. Her voice was languid and cloying, her gaze wetter than water itself as she looked at Xu Zhi and said softly, "You... you actually know how to say such... shameful things! I thought you were like heavenly lightning, possessing only righteousness, only coldness..."

"I still remember how you tenderly buried those withered flowers in the earth. I still remember you saying that when we returned, we would go see the flowers that had bloomed anew together. But today is already so far removed from that time. Not to mention one flower—even a dozen flowers would have bloomed and faded away!"

"Do not worry, Young Master Xu. I have already seen it. Flowers have grown there again. Though the flowers are different, my feelings remain unchanged!" Fairy Xingyue actually seemed somewhat flustered, hurriedly speaking as though declaring her heart.

"Yes!" Xu Zhi did not reveal his appearance, speaking only from within the silver radiance. "There are plenty of female cultivators who love flowers, but I have never seen one who buries flowers! Xingyue, though you are strong-willed, ill-tempered, unwilling to yield in speech, and even harbor countless calculations in your heart, the moment I saw you bury those flowers, I saw the true Xingyue. I think... perhaps you are the person I was meant to meet in this life!"

"Hmph..." Fairy Xingyue pursed her lips and smiled. "Could it be that you have met quite a few female cultivators?"

"I originally thought... that your burying flowers was already a most poignant and beautiful tale! But looking at Xiao Hua now, I seem to have glimpsed an even more poignant scene. Surely... Xiao Hua is also someone with a story in his heart!" Whether intentionally or