Chapter 35 (1/2)

Translator: Lordbluefire  Editor: Lordbluefire

“I hope you like it. Watch carefully.” It was no longer possible for Xia Qingchen to open this for Frost. Hence, he could only give this gift he had prepared a thousand years ago to another woman.

He lightly pulled on the rope tying the pouch, and it easily opened.

After that, a beam of divine light shot up to the skies, directly reaching the starry cosmos of deep space.

At this moment, the starry skies were clear and bright.

Stars dotted the vast sky’s expanse. The scene exuded tranquility and was like a painting that remained unchanged from ancient times.

Until that beam of light shot into the astral rivers.

All of a sudden, the stars in the sky shifted position. The constellations moved, interweaving through the air.

Resplendent arcs of light flashed in the sky.

The starlight was gorgeous and silently beautiful.

Zhen Zhilan was in a daze as she watched. Her gaze was filled with awe.

The most beautiful scene in the world was undoubtedly this. It would be hard for her to forget it in her entire life.

A few moments later, the constellations stopped shifting.

When she glanced up again, the unchanging starry painting since ancient times suddenly changed into a painting that filled one with disbelief.

All the stars formed into eight characters in that distant space!

“Hand in hand, we will grow old together!” Zhen Zhilan read out the words in disbelief.

There was only one person in the entire world who could control the starry skies, moving the stars to form words.

And that was Godking Dustless!

It was unknown why but Zhen Zhilan gazed at Xia Qingchen.

He stood under the starlight with hands behind his back. Under the resplendent stars, his back view seemed to grow larger and larger.

From looking at it, she could sense the feeling of desolation and loneliness.

There was an instant where Zhen Zhilan seemed to see a godking that had vanished for a thousand years being revived in Xia Qingchen.

Xia Qingchen gazed at the eight words in the air, boundless disappointment could be seen in his eyes.

The mountains and seas were still there, but the lover he had pledged himself to had long since vanished.

He slowly closed his eyes and turned around. The eight words then scattered into starlight and the scene reverted.

The stars returned to normal.

It was like those eight words that were carved in bones and engraved in the heart had never appeared before.

“The night is late. Miss Zhen, please return,” Xia Qingchen calmly spoke and silently departed.

Zhen Zhilan recovered from her dazed state. She glanced at Xia Qingchen’s back and asked, “Are you Godking Dustless?”

This question was very ridiculous, but she didn’t know why she asked it.

“Godking Dustless has died long ago. In the world, there’s only Godking Frost.” Xia Qingchen’s back faced her as he slowly spoke.

Zhen Zhilan shook her head. “I believe Godking Dustless wouldn’t die.”

This was the reason why their Zhen Clan persisted in worshipping Godking Dustless who had vanished for a thousand years.

Xia Qingchen smiled, feeling a little comforted in his heart. He shook the empty silk brocade pouch in his hand. “I will bring this pouch away. In exchange, I will heal your grandfather. You can bring him to my Xia Manor, and I’ll treat his martial meridians.”

Zhen Zhilan was overjoyed.

Compared to her grandfather’s body, the silk brocade pouch was insignificant.

Xia Qingchen returned to the martial pavilion alone.

When he passed by a little bridge on flowing water, he suddenly halted his steps. He mumbled to himself, “I was careless. To think that I only noticed you now!”

His gaze was like lightning, abruptly turning to the side.

A figure couldn’t hide away in time and decided not to hide any longer.

This person was clad in a robe with flowing sleeves, and a mask to cover his face could be seen. His revealed eyes were sharp and ruthless. “Your death date has arrived!”

The other party rushed over. His speed reached the extent where he could travel three meters with a single step.

At the same time, the inner force he exuded was at the ninth radiance-level of the minor constellation stage.

Xia Qingchen’s eyes narrowed as he went all out to counter.

“Fire Phoenix Illuminates the Sky!” Xia Qingchen had cleared six major meridians and sixty minor meridians. His inner force was already approaching that of the eighth radiance-level. Moreover, he had the strongest martial skills for combat.

However, it was like this person knew Xia Qingchen’s moves.

He leaned backward in advance and avoided this attack.

At the same time, the dagger in his hand pierced toward Xia Qingchen’s thigh.

Xia Qingchen didn’t panic in times of danger. He couldn’t avoid this since he was in mid-air. Hence, he used the five fingers of his right hand to flick out an attack, “Nine Plum Blossoms Bloomed!”