Chapter 117: A Millennium Past, A Flicker of Darkness
A thousand years ago…
A baby girl, born with both human and demon blood, was born into a powerful clan.
Her parents named her Yun Yue, meaning “jade of the family,” blessed with divine grace and destined for extraordinary encounters.
Although her parents were a human-demon couple, their high status shielded them from persecution and hardship. However, her mother lost her powers in a struggle with the clan and became an ordinary woman, dedicating herself to raising Yun Yue.
Life should have been peaceful and uneventful.
But when Yun Yue turned fourteen, her dormant demon blood awakened, her cultivation soaring as if blessed by fate.
She gained superhuman strength and instinctively grasped the mysteries of Yin techniques.
But the awakening of her demon blood didn’t bring her good fortune. Instead, it attracted malicious enemies who coveted her bloodline.
In the end, she witnessed the tragic death of her parents…
Yun Yue was consumed by a vortex of hatred.
She killed her enemies with all her might, tracking down and eliminating those behind the conspiracy… countless lives were lost at her hands.
But as she avenged her parents’ deaths, she had already lost her way, her eyes blinded by bloodlust.
She indulged in every pleasure, giving in to her primal instincts.
She challenged, she fought, she killed… abandoning all emotions, lost in the thrill of battle.
During this time, she met trustworthy friends, a young man who pursued her, and various good and bad people… but she missed it all.
…
“By the time I came to my senses, shedding the bloodlust and longing for the lost connections, I had already spent almost a century in this Netherworld. The outside world must have changed beyond recognition.”
Yun Yue sighed, a melancholic expression on her beautiful, sacred face. “It was my blindness that made me miss the happiness I could have had. I have no one to blame but myself.”
“Senior…”
Mao Ruoyu slowly sat up from her embrace, her eyes still swollen from crying, her voice hoarse. “Do you regret it?”
“For the first hundred years, I regretted it deeply. But then, I didn’t regret it anymore.”
Yun Yue smiled gently. “And now, I find myself reminiscing about the past. Perhaps as one grows old, it’s natural to dwell on memories.”
“But you, young lady…” She gently caressed Mao Ruoyu’s face. “Do you feel better after crying?”
“Thank you for your concern, Senior.”
Seeing the tear stains on Yun Yue’s bosom, Mao Ruoyu quickly apologized. “I’m sorry for showing you my weakness.”
But her heart did feel lighter now.
“But Senior, sharing those painful memories with me…”
“Don’t worry about it. Being able to share my past with someone brings me joy.”
“You are truly a…”
Mao Ruoyu sighed softly. “A kind and virtuous woman.”
If it weren’t for Yun Yue’s constant comfort and support, she couldn’t imagine how miserable she would be, alone in this cold and desolate Netherworld.
Yun Yue shook her head with a wry smile. “Your praise makes me happy, young lady.”
“—Earlier, you mentioned everything except your romantic experiences.”
Yun Yue said softly, a gentle smile on her face. “The one who has captured your heart so deeply must be a very handsome man?”
“He’s indeed very…”
Mao Ruoyu bit her lip, falling silent for a moment. As sadness welled up within her, she couldn’t help but sob softly.
Seeing her grief, Yun Yue quickly leaned forward and embraced her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought up such a sensitive topic. You should try to clear your mind, young lady, and avoid—”
“…It’s alright.”
Mao Ruoyu lowered her eyes and murmured, “Mr. Lin is a very reliable and humorous man. Although we’ve only known each other for a few months, every moment we spent together has made me fall deeply in love with him.”
“I admire him, his extraordinary talent in music and literature, his divine-like power. I also cherish his care and concern for me, his respect and thoughtfulness.”
She couldn’t help but smile faintly, her voice filled with longing. “He would never have guessed that I’m so foolish and blind, that just a little bit of kindness from him… has made me fall head over heels for him.”
Yun Yue listened to her soft murmurs, each word filled with longing and attachment.
Mao Ruoyu’s passionate love surprised her, but she also felt a pang of sympathy.
Such a devoted woman, yet she was forever separated from her beloved.
“Ugh?!”
But at that moment, Mao Ruoyu suddenly clutched her chest and moaned, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Yun Yue’s expression froze, then her face darkened. “Her soul is agitated, Yin energy overflowing, she can’t even resist the surrounding miasma?”
She pondered for a moment, then summoned a stream of clear water from the lake, quickly enveloping Mao Ruoyu’s body until it formed a transparent sphere, a yard wide.
She was about to reach out to help, but her movement suddenly stopped, her pupils constricting.
“The aura of the Moon Soul Sacred Sect… she’s… the new Moon Shadow Saintess?”
A deathly silence fell upon the cave.
Her hand froze in mid-air, her eyes flickering.
The warmth in her embrace lingered, and the heartfelt conversation echoed in her ears.
Had her millennium of solitude truly cleansed her of all evil thoughts?
Yun Yue was stunned for a long time, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.
“This child… how could I possibly harm her?”
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