Chapter 68

This... Could this be... Meixue took a step back, looking at herself with a helpless gaze.

Meixue was no stranger to this situation; one could even say she was more familiar with it than anyone else.

This meant that her impulse had resurfaced.

The Great Freedom Wisdom Sword had severed her past nine hundred and ninety-nine love affairs, all of which ended in heartbreak, but it could not change her peculiar constitution.

In other words, she had not been freed from the impulse to easily fall for beautiful young girls.

It was precisely because of this curse-like constitution that she ultimately decided to no longer like any young girls, cutting off this endless cycle with her own hands.

So, when the curse returned, Meixue resolutely drew her sword.

The sword was named the Great Freedom Wisdom Sword, the supreme treasure of the Buddhist world, a compassionate sword that severed all emotional ties.

In a world known only to Meixue, a golden light representing the power of great freedom and great wisdom descended.

The budding affection was instantly and mercilessly severed, and the tiny seed of love that had just sprouted in Meixue's heart vanished before it could take root.

Thus, Meixue could face the red-clad girl before her with peace and composure, purely admiring her beauty and innocence without any strange thoughts.

This was the great power and wisdom of the Great Freedom Wisdom Sword. No matter how many emotions or connections there were, they would all be severed when Meixue wielded the sword.

Meixue had let go and no longer clung to anything. Therefore, when the curse-like impulse reappeared, she would inevitably draw her sword to sever these ultimately fruitless emotional ties.

Wielding the sword to sever emotions, clarifying the path she held, seeking great freedom and great wisdom, she had chosen the path of turning back from the endless sea of suffering. She no longer wished to be entangled in the boundless sea of emotions until her peculiar constitution changed. No matter how many impulses she felt or how many beautiful, charming young girls she encountered, she would wield her sword without hesitation.

For her, the time when she simply yearned for love was a distant past. Now, she had greater ideals and a broader world ahead of her.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. After severing the emotional ties with the red-clad girl before her, Meixue smiled at Xiaoliu, unaware that this warm smile had made Xiaoliu's heart race intensely.

It's Meixue!

The real Meixue!

The Meixue she liked, the one she loved the most.

This is not a dream or a fantasy; Meixue is right in front of her, smiling at her.

Ah, how happy. The slight pain just now must have been an illusion, because the Meixue smiling at her now is so warm, with no trace of the coldness from before.

This is the Meixue she knows, always with a faint warmth, always by her side.

"Hello, are you a pharmacist too?" After severing the emotions that should not have appeared in her heart, Meixue smiled warmly at the red-clad girl before her.

It was better not to look, but when he took a closer look, he was startled.

This, this must be a noble lady from a prestigious family!

He was not blind, nor was he a clueless fool. The immortal robe and the ancient nine-tailed hair ornament the red-clad girl wore clearly indicated her status.

Why would such a noble lady come to a place like this? Just one glance, and the same question arose in Meixue's mind as everyone else in the market.

"That... That... I'm not a pharmacist!" Xiaoliu looked at Meixue, almost dropping the two medicine cauldrons she was holding.

If not a pharmacist, why buy these second-hand medicine cauldrons? Meixue's question was the same as everyone else's in the market. How could a noble lady with a fortune of millions of immortal stones be interested in such second-hand goods?

Xiaoliu looked at Meixue with a sense of grievance, her transparent red eyes almost brimming with tears.

Because... This is what you wanted, Meixue.

Why don't you remember me? I'm right in front of you, yet you can't see the look of reunion in your eyes.

"Ah... I'm being too nosy." Seeing Xiaoliu on the verge of tears, Meixue realized how rude he had been.

What others wanted to buy or what they intended to do with the medicine cauldrons was none of his business. The girl before him was not a commoner like him but a noble lady who could buy several cities with a single piece of clothing and could casually buy hundreds or thousands of medicine cauldrons to play with.

Indeed, he should give up. Even with the flaw of a high failure rate when used alone, the quality of this square cauldron was absolutely flawless. For a poor pharmacist like him, it was already more than worth it. It would be too greedy to hope for more.

"Thank you, old man." Meixue, holding the somewhat heavy square cauldron, bid farewell to the old man selling the cauldron.

It was already late, and if he didn't refine the medicine soon, he would have to sleep on the street tonight.

However, just as Meixue was about to leave, the hem of his clothes was gently tugged.

Turning around, Meixue saw a pair of beautiful eyes filled with too many emotions.

Grievance, unease, fear, like a small animal about to be abandoned by its owner. Just looking into these eyes made Meixue feel as if he had committed a great sin.

But he hadn't! He and the girl before him were meeting for the first time.

He was a poor orphan from an orphanage, and she was a noble lady in an immortal robe. Their statuses were worlds apart, and they should have been parallel lines that would never intersect.

But why did her eyes look so sad and aggrieved, as if he had done something unforgivable?

"Um... Is there something you need?" Meixue cautiously probed her intentions.

"I... Don't you recognize me? I'm Xiaoliu." Xiaoliu held back her urge to cry, looking at Meixue with eyes that could melt steel, the boy she liked.

"Xiaoliu?" Meixue went through the few names of women in her memory, and she was one hundred percent sure that this name was not among them.

"Sorry, I can't recall. Were you a patient of mine before?" This was the only explanation Meixue could think of, though she had no memory of treating such a beautiful patient.

Xiaoliu's eyes turned red, but she held back her tears, almost tearing the hem of Meixue's clothes with her grip.

No crying! Absolutely no crying! Xiaoliu, why did you rush out of the secret realm and come here?

Xiaoxiang sacrificed so much, almost losing her life, to let her leave the secret realm, not to come here and cry.

Humans have a saying: "Ten years to share a boat, a hundred years to share a bed." The fact that she and Meixue could meet again was already a miracle that transcended the barriers of the world.

So, she had to try, to work hard, and absolutely not give up.

Because the person she loved the most was right here, under the same sky, breathing the same air, basking in the same sunlight.

In the past, it was Meixue who actively entered her world, giving her light and warmth.

This time, she would fulfill the dream she couldn't complete back then, the promise she couldn't keep.

Wiping away the wetness from the corner of her eyes, Xiaoliu smiled at Meixue, a radiant and happy smile like a summer flower.

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