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In the meantime, he tells the story of how they went down the mountain to practice, how they met at the Haiwan Mountain, how they got rid of the demons, how they met the Purple Fox at the Gao’s Mountain, and finally how they were attacked…. he told all of this in detail.

Dongfang Qingqi listened til the end, frowned for a long time, before saying, “So, there is a large demon gathering to cause trouble and try to rescue that big demon from being imprisoned?”

Yu Sifeng said in a low voice: “I dare not say more, and I would like to ask the Island Master to explain his thoughts.”

Dongfang Qingqi thought for a moment, then said “I had heard of the legend of the Dinghai Iron Chains when I was young, but I thought it was only an ancient legend, did not expect it was true… you know, the size of the pattern of the eight trigrams[1] correlates to the power of the demon. A small sized pattern to suppress a small demon. If the eight directions are the boundaries of the world, I can’t imagine what kind of demons would be imprisoned by such a big trigram. I’m afraid it’s not something mortals can interfere with.”

Should we just leave it alone? Xuanji and Yu Sifeng are young and full of courage, and they feel unwilling.

When Dongfang Qingqi saw that they were hesitant, he said, “This is a demon that was suppressed by the gods in the past, and even normal demons cannot save him. You need not worry for the time being, but keep calm and observe to make the right decisions.”

That’s the only way. Both of them nodded their heads.

Then the three of them exchanged pleasantries and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. Xuanji saw that although Dongfang Qingqi still looked the same as he did four years ago, smiling and unconcerned, but there were deep dark shadows under his eyes, and occasional silence would reveal his uncontrollable sadness.

She’s sure he’s suffered a lot because of his wife, and he doesn’t even trust his close disciples anymore.

Xuanji couldn’t help but say softly, “Uncle Dongfang… you… look like you’re very tired.”

She was going to say that he looked unhappy, but then she felt that the question was out of place, so she temporarily changed her question.

Dongfang Qingqi was stunned, he wiped his face with a reluctant smile, “It’s about time for the Zanhua Ceremony, and there’s a lot to do on the island. It’s not easy being the head of a sect.”

He joked, but it was not at all believable.

Xuanji wanted to ask what would happen to the disciples he had expelled and if they were really banished, but Yu Sifeng gave her hand a squeeze and signalling her not to ask, so she had to retract her words.

After some more gossip, Yu Sifeng said, “The Island Master is busy with his business, we are not convenient for us interrupt him, so we will leave now.”

Dongfang Qingqi laughed and said, “Since you were a child, always so polite with everyone. After all these years, it’s a rare visit to my place, how can I let you go? Stay here! In a few days, the other four sects will come to set the quota, not to mention Linglong and the others will come too. Don’t worry, stay here as if it’s your own home. Don’t be so polite.”

Xuanji and Yu Sifeng smiled at each other and nodded, saying, “Good, I’ve never seen the scenery of Fuyu Island before, so I’ll take a good look this time. By the way, Uncle Dongfang, you still owe me a meal of Fuyu Island’s pickled cabbage, and also, meet your wife who is the most beautiful woman in the world.”

She deliberately mentioned his wife to see how he would react. Dongfang Qingqi froze for a moment. He grinned as if he was going to let out a pained laugh, but he managed to turn that bitter smile into a joyful one, looking so awkward that even Xuanji felt bad for him.

“Uh…good, good. I’ll ask my wife to prepare food and have dinner with us tonight.”

After he left, Xuanji and Yu Sifeng went strolling around Fuyu Island on the pretext of leisure, trying to find his mysterious beautiful wife.

However, when they were flying to the island, they felt that the island was only a palm-sized piece of land, but when they stood on it and walked around, they realized how big it was. It was the first time for both of them to come here, and they soon got lost and couldn’t find their way back. They felt that everywhere they looked, there were flowers, trees and greenery, and the layout was so ingenious that it was almost miraculous.

In the end, they couldn’t walk any further, so they leaned against an apricot tree and gazed into the distance. The salty sea breeze, mixed with the fragrance of various flowers and plants, surrounded them. Xuanji sighed comfortably and laughed, “I always thought that the Seven Peaks of Shaoyang Mountain had the best scenery, but today I realized that there is a heaven beyond the sky, and that Fuyu Island is truly a paradise.”

Yu Sifeng teased her again, “If it’s so nice here, then stay here and don’t leave.”

“That, that can’t be.” Xuanji hastened to declare her attitude, “It’s better to stay at home. In the heart of Sifeng, the Palace is the best, isn’t it?”

But he was startled, and then he lifted the corners of his mouth and sighed, “Yes… but I don’t have a home.”

Is Lize Palace not your home? Xuanji looked at him silently. Sifeng is always like this, usually indifferent and unconcerned, never saying anything easily. But sometimes, he looks sad and lonely, like a fallen leaf that has lost its roots.

As if sensing her gaze, Yu Sifeng raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, smiling, “Don’t look at me like that. It’s scary to be stared at.”

It seems that he has never liked to be stared at like that, and he even lost his temper with her because of it. She looked down and played with the apricot petals that had fallen, as she whispered, “I don’t know how Linglong is doing, but I’ve been feeling uneasy for the past few days. I’m afraid Sixth Brother and the others can’t find her. And Ting Nu… where is he?”

Yu Sifeng smiled faintly, “Why do you still call him Sixth Brother?”

Xuanji was startled and looked at the pink petals for a long time before she said, “Otherwise… how else do I call him?”

He was silent.

“MinYan is a very, very nice person,” he says softly, “He is kind and passionate.

Xuanji gently scattered the flower petals from her hand and whispered, “There are better people. You said so, Sifeng.”

His heart was trembling, and he was unable to speak. Her hand was small and white, soft and delicate, and slowly stretched out, as if she wanted to hold his sleeve like before, like a kitten looking for someone to play with her.

He could not help but open his palm to hold hers, there are thousands of waves and sighs in his heart, the usual quick wits at the moment disappeared without a trace.

“The four of us are going to be together forever, not even a day apart. Is it alright?”

She begged, a little charmingly, softly and sweetly.

He was startled and nodded his head, lowered his eyelashes and softly said, “Alright.”

The wind swept up the falling flowers. raining one after another. Xuanji pointed to the falling pink and red flowers and laughed, “Look, it looks like rain!”

Before she finished speaking, he squeezed her hand. and she was startled. He said in a low voice, “Silence, there is someone ahead.”

She hastily squinted her eyes, and saw a lavender figure standing there quietly in the depths of the falling flowers, with long fair floating like a cloud and starry eyes. When she raised her eyebrows, the garden full of spring flowers have instantly lost their colour.

This scene is familiar, four years ago she also accidentally looked back, breaking a secret, who thought that today, they would see her again.

Although it was the first time they saw her face, they knew who she was almost immediately. If anyone else can be called the most beautiful woman in the world, it is this woman in purple.

She must have been the wife of the Dongfang QIngqi, the poison that broke his heart.

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[1]: Bagua / Eight Trigrams: The Bagua, Pakua or Palgwae are eight symbols used in Taoist cosmology to represent the fundamental principles of reality, seen as a range of eight interrelated concepts. Each consists of three lines, each line either “broken” or “unbroken”, respectively representing yin or yang, 0 or 1 forming binary numbers 000-111 (0 to 7). Due to their tripartite structure, they are often referred to as Eight Trigrams in English.

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