This once remote and bleak rear mountain was named after Heavenly Dragon Rice was planted. Compared to other peaks in Cloud Mist Sect, it didn't have many palaces and appeared especially quiet. After taking over the control of Cloud Mist Sect, Ye Chuan didn't migrate to the highest Cloud Mist Peak, rather continued to stay here. He liked the tranquility of this place. He liked to smell the fragrance of Heavenly Dragon Rice, meditating under Heavenly Dragon Rice; he also liked to watch the clouds in the horizon and the seething mist of Evil Dragon Abyss, standing at the peak.
However, after returning from Heavenly Yao Sect, Ye Chuan was no longer in a leisurely and carefree mood. For seven full days, he didn't walk out of Heavenly Dragon Hall.
In the room with a burning fireplace, Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia was weakly leaning on Ye Chuan. After seven days, the wound on her chest was already bandaged and was no longer bleeding. However, her body had gotten even weaker. In these past few days, her heart had already stopped beating several times. Her face was deathly pale without a hint of blood.
Heavenly Empress's sword had pierced through her chest. This was a certain death mortal wound. From the top to bottom of Cloud Mist Sect, all thought that Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia was already dead. Even swallowing many elixirs would also be of no avail. However, every time Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia's heart stopped beating, Ye Chuan use some kind of unknown technique to save her.
Ye Chuan also didn't have any elixir, in addition, before he reached the peak of his previous life, he was unable to use many techniques, thus, he could just use indigenous methods to save Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia. He continuously injected his own vital energy into Hong Zixia to help her continue to barely survive. This, however, was just a temporary stopgap that merely cured the symptoms, not the disease. Like this, no matter how high the cultivation of Ye Chuan was, his vitality would be exhausted, besides, after the battle in Heavenly Yao Sect, a large amount of his vitality was already exhausted. In just short seven days, the vitality of Ye Chuan was already in the brink of complete exhaustion, but, the condition of Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia was still not improving.
After injecting vitality into Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia again, Ye Chuan felt dizzy and he had to stop. He took a little breather while hugging Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia and combing her hair.
In these past seven days, Ye Chuan had refused the help of any servants and personally attended Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia's every aspect. When it was cold, he would use quilt to cover Hong Zixia and burn the fireplace; if it was hot, he would take off her coat and used warm water to wash her face. In the past seven days, Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia's wound had gotten more and more serious.
From the burning hot fireplace, crackling sounds came from time to time, but, holding Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia who was on the verge of death and caressing her pitch-black glossy hair, Ye Chuan's heart, however, was getting colder and colder.
A very long time ago, there once was a woman that leaned on his embrace like this, letting him comb her hair and let him put on her most beautiful clothes. That woman said that, even if she had to die, she wanted to die in her most beautiful form. And after personally burying that woman, Ye Chuan pledged to never fall in love with anyone for the rest of her life as he didn't want to taste that feeling of helplessly watching his loved one die in his embrace. Thus, he turned to work hard until he finally stood at the pinnacle of Wilderness World, becoming Heaven Concealing Great Sage that summoned wind and rain. In those years, there was never a shortage of women around him, but all were just in for the fun, he never had any true love.
Ye Chuan had thought that, in this life too, he would be far away from love affairs, but, beyond his expectation, after reincarnating, he fell in love with another woman again. In addition, he again felt the pain of his previous life.
Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia's heart had already been pierced by White Haired Heavenly Empress, even the best elixir was powerless to reverse this situation.
“Darling, how can I save you?”
Ye Chuan tightly hugged Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia's cold body laden with grief. When they met for the first time, they had gotten into a disagreement; when they broke into Demonic Dragon Paradise Realm, they competed with each other; in the same Demonic Dragon Paradise Realm, all sorts of feelings of resentment finally turned into love… A scene after scene floated in his mind as if everything happened yesterday, recalling about their dispute, recalling about how Hong Zixia had disguised herself to sneak into Cloud Mist Sect to meet him, recalling about cultivating Demonic Dragon Sutra in pair…
“Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan…”
The unconscious Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia seemed to have sensed something and suddenly called out, but her voice was even weaker than that of a newborn kitten and her eyes opened slightly.
“Zixia, I'm here.”
Ye Chuan gently turned Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia around and hugged her emaciate waist.
“Ye Chuan, truly…, is that truly you?” Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia reached out and grabbed Ye Chuan's hand. She was honestly too weak, she was so weak that she was even unable to open her eyes as clear teardrops continuously flowed down her cheeks, “Ye Chuan, I…, I don't want to die, I want to live together with you for lifetime…”
Even more tears flowed down Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia's face and tightly held Ye Chuan's hand, worrying that she might never wake up again. She didn't fear death, rather she didn't want to die and wanted to accompany Ye Chuan. From youngest to eldest, White Haired Heavenly Empress had made her accustomed to being indifferent and sternly disciplined her to set herself high above the ma.s.ses. She must not easily talk to other people, she mustn't laugh heartily and also mustn't reveal her real thoughts in front of other people, just cultivate to become next Heavenly Empress.
During childhood, Hong Zixia cried and made noise, but under the intimidation of White Haired Heavenly Empress, all were futile efforts. Later, she slowly became accustomed to indifference and locked her heart away from everyone, becoming an ice-cold beauty. Until one day, she encountered Ye Chuan and her icy heart was melted by him, restoring her natural instincts. At that time, she understood, she truly needed to be together with Ye Chuan, rather than becoming the next Heavenly Empress. Together with Ye Chuan, she had happier days than before. In the past, although she seemed aloof and remote in others' eyes, she was dead inside and cold Heavenly Yao Sect was a huge ice-cold tomb.
But, together with Ye Chuan, she recovered her natural instincts and happiness. Unfortunately, such days were short-lived. She didn't want to die, she didn't want to lose such happiness she had just obtained.
“No, Zixia, with me here, you will not die.” Ye Chuan tightly hugged Hong Zixia. Although his mouth was comforting, his nose was sour and tears dripped on Zixia's fair but cold neck.
Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia froze. Because her eyelids were very heavy, she was unable to open her eyes and couldn't see Ye Chuan's appearance. However, at that instant, she understood everything and her face darkened. In the next moment, she quickly adjusted her mood and a hint of vigor floated in her pale face, “Ye Chuan, is it day or night now?”
“Day, the sun has just rose,” replied Ye Chuan.
“Then, can you take me out for a walk?”
The complexion of Heavenly Maiden Hong Zixia became brighter as if she was full of spirit, “You said that the sunrise of Cloud Mist Sect is the most enchanting, take me to see the sunrise, okay?”
“Okay!”
Ye Chuan nodded his head and carrying weak Hong Zixia, he slowly walked out step by step. Outside Heavenly Dragon Hall, Zhu Sijia, Little Long'er, Old Demon of Mount Yin and others had been waiting all along. Upon seeing Ye Chuan coming out, all of them were startled.
In just seven days they had not seen Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan's hair had turned completely white.
