Chapter 2

It was a spring, surrounded by darkness, perhaps this darkness did not come from the outside, but from my heart.

I chose the dark night, unwilling to open my eyes, unwilling to perceive anything from the outside world, only in my own world, unwilling to awaken...

I still remember that first encounter with him in the Mountain Rely Sect long, long ago, but I want to forget, don't want to recall it anymore.

Spring, the season of revival, seemed to have passed, and the heat began. I heard many voices, one of which seemed to be my master's... the old man, originally transformed from a pill, his sighs accompanied me through the summer.

But I couldn't help but remember the scenes from the Purple Destiny Sect back then. Why can't I forget? Why... why...

On that day, I felt a chill, it wasn't winter, but the cold rain of autumn, just like my world, dark without any light. I thought I should be able to forget, I forgot the Mountain Rely Sect, forgot the bond given by Kunpeng, forgot the Purple Destiny Sect, but I found that I still remembered the scenes in the Wind Realm.

Wanting to forget, why is it so hard...

Until the cold around me became more intense, I knew it must be snowing outside. The snowflakes drifted between heaven and earth, just like me, but the snowflakes have a place to go, while I can't find where to go.

Year after year, I don't remember how long it has been. Even if I forgot the Wind Realm, I still remember the Vast Star, remember the Ninth Sect, remember I have a master.

Time passed, I was lost in the darkness until one day, I heard a voice, his voice, he was beside me, seemingly gazing at me. I couldn't see him, but I sensed the melancholy in his eyes.

I wanted to forget everything, but Xiao Bao's figure gradually overlapped with his, I can't forget, and Man'er...

I must have cried, I didn't open my eyes, but I felt the tears streaming down.

Day after day, year after year, time seemed to have changed. I don't know how long it has been, perhaps a thousand years, perhaps ten thousand years, or perhaps countless ten thousand years... the sounds outside gradually diminished, everything outside slowly became silent.

It seemed only I remained in the universe, that loneliness merging with the darkness, drowning me.

For a long time, a very long time, when I thought I had forgotten everything, I heard a voice, hoarse, by my ear.

"Foolish child, can you really forget?"

This voice directly entered my soul, making my soul tremble in that instant. All the memories I thought I had forgotten, I finally realized, I had never forgotten, not even a bit.

The more I wanted to forget, the more deeply I engraved it in my soul.

I am Chu Yayan!

"I... can't forget." Chu Yayan opened her eyes, tears streaming down, she whispered softly. In front of her, the world was no longer dark, an old man stood before her. This old man, with a face full of wrinkles, was very unfamiliar, but when Chu Yayan saw him, she felt a sense of familiarity from a past life, as if fate had destined her to meet this old man, destined to have a bond with him.

"Then don't try to forget." The old man sighed lightly, his words firm.

"I am Miesheng, I achieved the Dao countless eons ago. This life, I wandered only to find an answer, an answer I have yet to find, and I must go deep into the universe to seek it."

"Foolish child, are you willing to become my disciple?"

"If you are willing, I will take you deep into the universe."

"Along the way, perhaps... you will meet the person you can't forget..." The old man's voice echoed in Chu Yayan's ears for a long time. Chu Yayan closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she stood up from the coffin and knelt before the old man.

"Disciple greets Master."

Miesheng gazed at the woman before him, his eyes filled with kindness, gazing at Chu Yayan.

Back then, when he pursued his Dao, he walked to the end, only his Dao remained. On this path, he gave up a lot, sacrificed a lot. Though he was persistent, in his heart, in his once-destroyed hometown, he still had his family, his friends, everything.

In the current starry sky, in Meng Hao's era, he saw many people, but only this woman before him reminded him of a figure deep in his memory.

He saw the story of Chu Yayan and Meng Hao, saw everything, so today, he chose to come here, to fulfill Chu Yayan.

After a while, Miesheng's face showed a smile. With a wave of his sleeve, a somewhat dilapidated boat appeared silently in the sky. As he stepped onto the boat, Chu Yayan looked back at this world, then stepped onto the boat.

On the boat, there was also a young man in black, his expression cold. He nodded to Chu Yayan, then closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged at the stern, motionless.

"Let's go, we'll head deep into the universe." Miesheng said softly.

The boat moved silently, traversing the void, appearing in the universe, the light from countless seed-like worlds stretching endlessly, moving slowly.

Chu Yayan sat on the boat, looking back for a long time. Her eyes showed a glimmer of light, she thought of what her master had said, that along the way, she might meet the person she couldn't forget.

"If... one day I see him, what should I say first?" Chu Yayan suddenly felt nervous, and time on the boat flowed differently from the outside world.

Perhaps, a month here was an eon in Meng Hao's world.

I don't know how long it had been, but one day, Chu Yayan, who was in the cabin, suddenly heard a voice from outside.

"Two fellow Daoists, can my wife and I hitch a ride?"

Hearing this voice, Chu Yayan's body trembled, she became even more nervous.

"Disciple, we have new guests on the boat, prepare two more cups of wine."

Chu Yayan took a deep breath, calmed her mind, bit her lower lip, and lifted the curtain of the cabin, seeing Meng Hao, who was stunned, and Xu Qing beside him.

"Senior Brother Fangmu, Sister Xu Qing, I didn't mean to disturb, this is my master's boat, the... the master asked me to follow."

Because of her beauty, her smile could be described as charming.

Because of her nervousness, her smile was stiff, looking... somewhat forced.

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