Chapter 1632: Ancient Mystery, The Thin Li Qianmei

(First update)

Five months after the Pink-robed Woman had arrived at Wang Lin's side, Wang Lin opened his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath. The dullness in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a sharp glint.

However, hidden within that glint was exhaustion. His battle against the son of Ye Mo had left Wang Lin injured by that Heaven-Rending Art. The power of this art was so great that even now, when he thought back on it, he still felt a sense of dread.

"You're awake…" Sitting cross-legged nearby, quiet and quite beautiful, the Pink-robed Woman turned her head to look at Wang Lin. Her eyes revealed a bright gleam as she smiled gently.

"Has she left?" Wang Lin looked back. Within the area of the Formation, the figure of Xi Zifeng was gone; only Mu Bingmei remained in the distance, sitting cross-legged and motionless.

"You spent over a year healing your injuries, so Sister Xi has already left." The Pink-robed Woman spoke softly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Lin. After smiling, she spoke again.

"Before she left, she had a message for me to pass on to you. She had once gone to Vermilion Bird Star, but she did not find the Disciple you mentioned, Xie Qing…"

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then nodded.

For a time, the two seemed to have nothing left to talk about. Following Wang Lin's silence, the Pink-robed Woman also fell silent. The starry sky was very quiet. When there were no Cultivators from the Outer Realm, one could occasionally see some faint, brilliant nebulae within the pitch-black starry sky.

Their faint light appeared very beautiful in this black starry sky. With the nebulae as companions and the starry sky as a curtain, there seemed to be some indescribable ripples between this man and woman, vaguely echoing.

"It has been many years since we parted back then… Do… do you know who I am…" After a long time, the Pink-robed Woman looked at Wang Lin, her expression complex, and said softly.

"Hong Die." Wang Lin did not look at the woman, but instead gazed at the starry sky of the Inner Realm and spoke calmly.

"So you already knew." The Pink-robed Woman closed her eyes.

"It was Zhou Wutai who reminded me. He discovered a Formation in Snow Domain Country that contained a strand of your hair. I suppose the great tribulation you spoke of back then was offset by that." Wang Lin's eyes seemed to reflect the Formation he had seen earlier.

This Pink-robed Woman was none other than Hong Die!

However, that woman who had once been incomparably arrogant and aloof had been changed greatly by the passage of time. That arrogance had been hidden deep in her heart, and from her appearance, one could not feel the slightest trace of the red-hot, butterfly-like woman she once was.

"Do you still remember the Rain Realm from back then… At that time, we even fought against each other…" Hong Die chuckled, speaking of memories, chatting softly with Wang Lin like an old friend.

"There was a period of time, Wang Lin, when I hated you very much. You severed my arm in the Rain Realm…"

Wang Lin gave a wry smile and subconsciously touched his nose, not speaking.

"I never imagined that two thousand years later, we would be able to sit here and chat and laugh…" Seeing Wang Lin's action of touching his nose, Hong Die covered her mouth and giggled. As she smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, looking very beautiful.

"At that time, you were the one who wanted to kill me; it wasn't me provoking you." Wang Lin shook his head and laughed as well.

"Although Sister Xi has left, she left some wine for you." Hong Die looked at Wang Lin, her jade hand flipped, and a wine flagon appeared in her hand, which she handed to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took the wine flagon and took a sip.

"And on Vermilion Bird Star, when we fought, you snatched my Kunji Whip…" Hong Die laughed.

"It has all passed, yet you still remember." Wang Lin gave another wry smile, not knowing what to say.

"Of course I remember. If it weren't for the fact that I was heavily injured that time, I wouldn't have had my mind controlled by Qian Feng… Speaking of which, inside the Vermilion Bird screen, thank you for helping me break free from Reincarnation." Remembering the past, Hong Die sighed softly.

"There is no deep hatred between you and me; everything is in the past. You previously asked me to go to Snow Domain to look for blue roses, and I found them." Hong Die was the most memorable woman Wang Lin had encountered early in his life, aside from Li Muwan and Liu Mei.

That red-hot, butterfly-like figure, that aloof woman, had left an unforgettable impression on him.

Achieving Soul Transformation in a hundred years—truly a gifted woman!

"Back then, I never imagined you would achieve what you have today… Everything is like a dream, giving one a sense of unreality." Hong Die shook her head.

Time flowed slowly. In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. During these three days, Wang Lin did not heal his injuries but instead counted memories with Hong Die, slowly rediscovering the feeling of being a weak Cultivator back on Vermilion Bird Star.

This feeling was very warm and very comfortable.

"Later, when Luotian fought the Alliance, I saw you… But you no longer recognized me." Hong Die looked at Wang Lin. She watched as he emitted a dazzling light step by step on Vermilion Bird Star, and this light gradually expanded, eventually shrouding the entire Inner and Outer Realms.

Regarding Wang Lin, Hong Die also felt admiration in her heart. In her life, Hong Die had never appreciated anyone. If there was someone, it would be Wang Lin to this day. Between the two, it could not be called love, but there was an indescribable intersection that she herself could not distinguish.

Perhaps, like wine, as time passes, a sense of closeness naturally forms.

Their conversation gradually calmed down after a few days. Wang Lin began to breathe and heal again, while Hong Die continued to sit there silently, watching the starry sky. Her eyes held confusion, complexity, and brightness.

A month, two months… Before they knew it, the ninth month of the second year had passed in a flash.

Until this day, in the starry sky outside the Formation, a soft blue light appeared, flickering in and out, gradually filling the entire starry sky and replacing the brilliant light of the Star Domain, causing the area outside the Formation to be filled with blue.

This blue was like the sea, and as it spread, it dyed the Revolving Formation as well, looking like a kind of sorrowful beauty.

Blue, in many cases, gives people a feeling of sadness, like melancholy.

Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked at the blue outside the Formation, silent. He saw two figures vaguely emerging from within the blue light that filled the starry sky.

It was a man and a woman, a father and daughter—Daoist Blue Dream and Li Qianmei.

After pondering for a year and nine months, Daoist Blue Dream had still chosen to come. He and his daughter paused outside the Formation. Wang Lin's gaze passed over Daoist Blue Dream and landed on Li Qianmei.

Li Qianmei was much thinner.

Her expression was dull, lacking her former grace. As Wang Lin looked at her, she also looked at Wang Lin, revealing a bitter smile.

If one were to say that besides Li Muwan, there were women Wang Lin would remember in this world—Liu Mei because of Wang Ping, Hong Die because of early Karma—then Li Qianmei was a beautiful and unforgettable encounter.

They had become acquainted due to three questions and had met time and again due to her unregretting pursuit. That sentence from Li Qianmei back then had always existed in Wang Lin's heart.

"If one day I am gone, will you still remember that in your life, there was once a woman whose name was Li Qianmei…"

Li Qianmei was someone Wang Lin could not choose to forget. Ten years of smearing blood, the withering of a beautiful woman, her unregretting search for medicine for him, that pale face in the Cloud Sea Rift, the eyes that closed without a shred of regret even in death.

For her, Wang Lin went to the Outer Realm, went to seek out Daoist Blue Dream, to keep Li Qianmei's life force from breaking… until the moment she woke up. In the sky of that Blue Mountain, bearing the endless rebounding pressure, he only wanted to go and take a look, to confirm her awakening.

But that sentence, "Who are you?", was like a knife that severed everything!

That sentence made Wang Lin understand a lot. He gave up his resistance and allowed the rebounding pressure of the Blue Mountain to violently push his body back, further and further away.

"You have thinned…" Wang Lin looked at Li Qianmei and, after a long time, spoke softly.

Li Qianmei's body trembled slightly, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She had long since recovered her memories and had long since remembered the events of the past. Hearing this sentence from Wang Lin, she could no longer hold back and let her tears fall.

Hong Die watched all of this, stunned for a moment. She looked at the two of them and remained silent on the side.

Daoist Blue Dream sighed softly. In front of his daughter, he took Li Qianmei and walked toward the Formation. In the blink of an eye, they were less than ten feet from the Formation. The Revolving Formation buzzed and vaguely began to operate.

Wang Lin's gaze moved away from Li Qianmei and looked at Daoist Blue Dream. His eyes revealed a sharp glint, but this glint quickly dissipated.

He raised his hand and waved forward. The Revolving Formation stopped operating, and in front of Daoist Blue Dream, an oval-shaped aperture appeared, leading to where Wang Lin was.

Daoist Blue Dream did not hesitate. Taking Li Qianmei, he walked into the aperture. In one step, he arrived in front of Wang Lin and sat down to the side. His gaze swept over, looking at the Celestial Emperor Furnace behind Wang Lin, and his eyes softened.

"I know you like wine. This is my self-brewed Blue Silk wine. Would you like a drink?" Daoist Blue Dream waved his right hand, and a water-blue wine flagon floated toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked at Daoist Blue Dream, smiled, then took the wine and placed it to the side.

"I have rarely misjudged a person in my life. With you, I admit, in the previous times, I underestimated you… Inside the Illusionary True Formation, I had to take action. On one hand, it was for myself, and on the other, it was for my daughter… At that time, I always believed that although you were excellent, if you did not sever your connection with the Inner Realm, you would not be qualified to become the son-in-law of Daoist Blue Dream…" Daoist Blue Dream took out a flagon of wine himself, took a sip, and said slowly.

"I did not expect you to be able to reach your current cultivation on your own… Give the Five Concubines to me, and you will be my son-in-law… From now on, I will take the Blue Silk Clan and join the Inner Realm! These old bones of mine will pave the way forward for you!" Daoist Blue Dream took a large gulp of wine and stated the decision he had made after pondering for a year and nine months.

Li Qianmei's body shook, and she turned to look at her father. On the way here, her father had not said a word of this. She understood that her father was one of the five Ancient Venerables. With such an identity and such cultivation, saying these words was definitely not just for her mother…

"Let the past be the past… Wang Lin, I am here waiting for your answer." Daoist Blue Dream spoke calmly.

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