Knock, knock, knock!
She gently knocked on the wooden door of Star-Seizing Temple.
Rustle, rustle...
Steady footsteps sounded from inside Star-Seizing Temple, drawing closer and closer until they soon reached the door.
Lian Yue forced herself to stay alert, constantly considering how she should persuade Second Senior Sister once they met.
Finally, creak.
With the sound of the door opening, Star-Seizing Temple's wooden door slowly swung open, revealing a figure behind it.
She wore Daoist robes and a wooden hairpin.
Merely standing there, she seemed to bring stillness to the space around her.
Especially those eyes, like spring water, so clear and bright.
It seemed that even if the heavens collapsed, she would not waver in the slightest.
"Second Senior Sister..."
Reunited after their long separation, Lian Yue called softly, a brilliant smile on her face and such joy in her heart.
In her excitement, the injuries she had already struggled so hard to suppress finally flared up. A streak of crimson blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, glaring against her snow-white skin.
Then she staggered, like a withered yellow leaf about to fall. Just as she was about to fall...
Whoosh...
A sharp autumn wind swept past. Before her, a light seemed to flicker, and Mo Ke caught her.
As the Heavenly Calculation Heir, Mo Ke held everything in this world within her grasp, never miscalculating in the slightest.
In truth, she had long suspected that Lian Yue was injured. Yet now, seeing her pale and barely breathing, her heart still could not help trembling, and deep tenderness surfaced in those tranquil eyes.
She flicked her Daoist sleeve.
Her gaze swept over her surroundings, her eyes seeming to convey pleas.
The next moment...
A wind rose within Star-Seizing Temple, a gentle spring breeze.
It was late autumn