NOVPUB"If your story isn’t fascinating, then I’ll kill you," Lan Ke’er said proudly, looking up at Xu Zimei.
"I need to make a trip to the Pure Moon Divine Realm. You’ll come with me, and I’ll tell you the story," Xu Zimei replied.
Lan Ke’er fell silent for a moment, then finally nodded her head.
"From now on, you can call me Brother Zimo,"
"I don’t want to."
"I’ll call you Ke’er,"
"Get lost."
...…
Legend has it that after the Pure Moon Altar was established behind the pillars of heaven and earth, the world was blessed with four types of elemental spiritual energy.
The Heavenly Thunder roared, descending to the east of the altar, creating a Thunder Domain.
The Earth Fire blazed, descending to the west of the altar, creating a Fire Domain.
Hurricanes mixed with the Torrent’s waters, fell in both the south and north of the altar, forming both the Wind Domain and the Water Domain respectively.
The Pure Moon Altar was surrounded by these four elemental domains, which collectively came to be known as the Pure Moon Divine Realm.
Martial artists often came here to temper their bodies, as cultivating corresponding Vein Skills including Cultivation Techniques within these domains was immensely efficient.
A million years later, the Myriad Beasts Sect established their sect here, initially intending to claim the Pure Moon Divine Realm as their own.
However, they faced opposition from a large group of loose cultivators. The realm was naturally formed by heaven and earth, not constructed by the Myriad Beasts Sect.
Loose cultivators already found cultivation difficult, and without resources, finally having such a place to aid in their cultivation, they naturally did not want to give it up so easily.
Moreover, the covert interference from several other first-rate sects forced the Myriad Beasts Sect to compromise reluctantly.
They designated the area of the Pure Moon Altar as a Forbidden Land and used it as a boundary, while the four surrounding elemental domains were free for loose cultivators to enter and exit as they pleased.
Xu Zimei arrived at the Water Domain located in the north, together with Lan Ke’er.
At this moment, many loose cultivators had already gathered here. The entrance to the Water Domain was a particularly wide gate of water.
Lan Ke’er said with a smile, "The entire Myriad Beasts Sect is probably issuing a warrant for your arrest by now, and yet you dare to run into their stronghold."
"My father is Xu Qingshan," Xu Zimei retorted.
"Although the Myriad Beasts Sect isn’t the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, they are still a first-rate sect with considerable strength," Lan Ke’er continued.
"My father is Xu Qingshan."
......…
The two of them walked into the Water Domain together, passing through that pure and transparent water gate, where the scenery inside seemed to change entirely.
It was as if a transparent dome had isolated this area. Be it the ground or the sky, it was enveloped in a layer of azure and transparent film of water.
With every step on the water film, ripples spread out underfoot, and looking up, there was a drizzle coming down from the sky.
This rain was not ordinary rain but a type of spiritual energy with its own attributes.
No sooner had they entered the domain than they heard a surge of cheers from the side of the water gate.
"What’s going on there? Let’s go take a look," Lan Ke’er said to Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei nodded. Wanting to squeeze through the crowd, he found it was far too dense.
Xu Zimei thought for a moment before taking out a pile of Spirit Crystals from his Storage Ring, shouting to the crowd: "Hey, whose few thousand Spirit Crystals are these? Go pick them up quickly!"
Upon hearing the words ’a few thousand Spirit Crystals,’ the crowd instantly turned their heads. To these loose cultivators with no backing, even a few dozen Spirit Crystals were incredibly precious.
Suddenly, they saw Xu Zimei holding a huge pile of Spirit Crystals, scattering them onto an open space beside him.
Thousands of Spirit Crystals rained down from the sky, and numerous loose cultivators ran crazily to grab the Spirit Crystals.
Xu Zimei pulled Lan Ke’er’s hand, hurriedly squeezing into the crowd.
As she watched Xu Zimei hold her hand, a shiver ran through Lan Ke’er’s heart, and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw.
But after several tugs, she still couldn’t pull away, instead, Xu Zimei’s grip tightened even more.
She looked at Xu Zimei, only to see him pushing forward energetically, seemingly oblivious, and she muttered under her breath, "Shameless."
"Ke’er, it looks like someone is making a confession here," Xu Zimei said.
Lan Ke’er tried to pull away again twice, and upon finding it was futile, she let Xu Zimei continue to pull her along.
She looked up and saw that directly in front of them, a young man in white was holding a bouquet of flowers. These flowers were second-grade Spiritual Medicine, the Unforgettable Flowers.
The general meaning of the flowers was to not forget each other and to accompany through life.
Such flowers were quite common in Yuan Central Continent, and because the name of the flower carried a nice implication, they were also deeply loved by many couples.
"Yue’er, be with me."
"A friend once joked to me that there are fairies in this world."
I sneered at the time and didn’t believe it, thinking that there were no perfect people in this world.
It wasn’t until the day I saw you that I discovered there really are fairies in this world," the man said, looking at the girl sincerely and deeply.
The girl on the other side was wearing a long white dress, her demeanor somewhat demure. Initially reticent toward the young man, but as his heartfelt confession continued, her cheeks blushed slightly.
"Who is this guy?" Xu Zimei asked the burly man beside him.
"You don’t know Su Chang’an? One of the eight Talented Disciples of the Green Wood Empire, known as the Scholar Swordsmen. He is very accomplished in both poetry and sword arts, and he’s quite famous," the burly man explained excitedly.
Xu Zimei glanced at the man and said indifferently, "What’s there for you, a big man, to be excited about?"
"What’s wrong with a man? Can’t a man like Su Chang’an?" The burly man glanced at Xu Zimei, then took a look at Lan Ke’er beside him.
With a profound look, he said slowly, "Friend, as someone who has been there, let me give you a piece of advice.
The reason you like women now is that you haven’t yet met a man that makes your heart flutter."
"Nonsense," Xu Zimei nodded emphatically, and then quickly put some distance between himself and the burly man.
...…
The confession in the center of the venue had reached a fever pitch, and the girl’s last line of defense was nearly breached.
Su Chang’an tilted his head slightly, his gaze affectionate as he began to recite softly:
"The river and sky are one hue, free of dust,
The bright moon alone in the vast expanse glows.
Who was the first to see the moon by the riverbank?
In what year did the moon first shine upon a person?"
As the poem ended, the girl on the other side immediately fell into Su Chang’an’s arms.
Xu Zimei turned his head and saw Lan Ke’er’s eyes were also red, as if she was moved.
"What’s the matter?" Xu Zimei asked disdainfully.
"I wish someone would compose a special poem for me," Lan Ke’er said enviously, "so that one day, when that poem is famous throughout the ages, our love story will be remembered by everyone."
"That’s easy. I’ll compose one for you right here, listen up," Xu Zimei said with disdain, then facing Lan Ke’er’s expectant gaze, cleared his throat with a cough.
"You see how big and round the moon is; it’s just like that bowl......…."
"Shut up."
"Okay then."
