Qin Moyu originally wanted to complain that he had only been back for a short time, but becoming emperor was as easy as drinking water. He was caught off guard and became the most important "key". He was really a little confused.
However, Shen Mo's suggestion was indeed the best, but also the most helpless, choice at the moment.
Now that things have come to this point, Master Xuanjing is not unaware of the principle that when the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. Qin Moyu must take this risk, but while rationally knowing this is one thing, emotionally he is still worried.
"Why is it so special?" Xuanjing Zhenren muttered, angrily pulling a handful of Qin Moyu's hair.
Since waking up from his serious injuries, Master Xuanjing has always felt a strange sense of depression and loss. He was used to protecting Qin Moyu since he was a child, but after waking up, it was Qin Moyu who was protecting him. There was also Shen Mo, who was much stronger than him. This kind of disparity was indescribably painful.
Qin Moyu was inexplicably tricked by his master, and could only cover his head in grievance, accusing Xuanjing Zhenren with his eyes.
Master Xuanjing snorted. He would never show his vulnerable side to Qin Moyu. He patted Qin Moyu's shoulder and said seriously, "I will not stop you from going to the extreme cold... but I would rather the Heavenly Dao Plan succeed than have you die in the extreme cold."
If he truly couldn't stop the will of Heaven, he still wanted to protect Qin Moyu until the very end.
"What discouraging words are you talking about? We will definitely succeed. I am your disciple." Qin Moyu raised an eyebrow and hugged Xuanjing Zhenren with a smile.
Master Xuanjing hugged Qin Moyu back, and while Qin Moyu's back was to Shen Mo, he spoke silently as their eyes met.
Shen Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded silently.
Qin Moyu will probably never know that on this day, Xuanjing Zhenren showed weakness to Shen Mo, whom he was at odds with, for the first and last time.
He said, "Please protect Mo Yu."
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With the matter of Xuanjing Zhenren returning to Guanlan Sect resolved, the formations in the abyss outside continued to spread, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy. However, Qin Moyu was surprisingly relaxed after returning.
Every day, he either goes to Shen Yu's place to see how he throws a tantrum and wants to fight at the border, or he accompanies Xuan Jing Zhenren to recover from his injuries, or he practices his magic by himself. Shen Mo, on the other hand, does the exact opposite.
Since Shen Mo "ascended the throne," he has been extremely busy every day, with countless things waiting for him to handle. Even so, he still manages to set aside one or two hours each day to spend with Qin Moyu.
Because Qin Moyu mentioned the swing in the courtyard when they were chatting, Shen Mo also had someone make a swing in the courtyard.
Master Xuanjing didn't want to see their sticky, affectionate behavior. Every time Shen Mo came to see Qin Moyu, he would grumble that he couldn't bear to look and go back to his room, leaving the two of them to chat under the cover of night.
This day was no exception. Shen Mo came to find Qin Moyu as soon as he had a free moment. However, unlike the previous days, this time he invited Qin Moyu to a certain place.
"Star Gazing Pavilion?" Qin Moyu looked curiously in the direction Shen Mo was pointing. Under the starry night sky, there was indeed a faint outline of a tall building.
“Yes.” Shen Mo had just remembered that there was such a place in the palace. He led Qin Moyu along as they walked and said, “Although people are sent to clean it every year, it has been locked since I can remember. Once when I was a child, I sneaked in to play and was surprised to find that the scenery was very beautiful.”
Before he finished speaking, Qin Moyu saw the Star Gazing Pavilion.
Strangely enough, such a tall pavilion should have been quite conspicuous during the day, but it wasn't until Shen Mo told Qin Moyu today that Qin Moyu realized there was actually such a tall building in this place.
"Is it an array?" This was the only reason Qin Moyu could think of.
In this unscientific world, it's perfectly acceptable to attribute even more unscientific things to formations.
Shen Mo nodded and took Qin Moyu's hand as they walked up to the Star Gazing Tower.
Entering the unfamiliar attic in the pitch-black night, the cool moonlight shone through the windows of each floor, illuminating the mottled marks of time on the walls. The light became bizarre and fantastical as they moved. The only sounds were the clatter of their footsteps on the stairs and their soft breathing. The higher they went, the dimmer the light from the windows became, but when they looked up, they could see a bright light overhead. For a moment, Qin Moyu felt as if they were a couple who had defied the world and eloped, abandoning all morality and etiquette, seemingly leaving only each other.
"We're here." Shen Mo suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of a door on the top floor, panting slightly.
The darkness could not obstruct Qin Moyu's vision; he saw the elaborate reliefs on the door, as well as the symbols of different constellations.
The door wasn't completely closed; it was slightly ajar, and Qin Moyu could see that the light above her head was coming from behind the door.
"squeak--"
The heavy door hadn't been opened for who knows how many years, making a sickeningly loud sound, but Qin Moyu's gaze was completely drawn to the scene behind the door.
How should we describe them?
They are tiny, each lamp less dazzling than a single star in the night; yet they are also immense, their combined light making even the moon appear dimmer in comparison.
Qin Moyu finally understood why the light on the top floor was so dazzling.
—Because the light on the rooftop comes from the lights of thousands of homes, countless lights.
The top floor of the Star Gazing Pavilion is a small pavilion that protrudes outwards. It lacks the grandeur of carved beams and painted rafters, and only has a simple set of wooden tables and chairs; there is no excessive jewels and precious stones, only an unfinished game of chess on the wooden table; there is no bright fire, only the brilliant Milky Way below.
Qin Moyu still remembered when Shen Mo took him to look down from the flying sword, the wisps of smoke rising and the twinkling lights lighting up already made him feel refreshed and happy. But now, looking down from the Star Gazing Pavilion, it was even better.
If the clouds in the sky are untouchable, then the starry river of lights right now is so close.
The evening breeze gently blows, kissing the stray hairs at the ends of your hair, and then quietly settles in your heart.
"So beautiful..." Qin Moyu murmured to herself, her mind seemingly intoxicated by this splendor.
Shen Mo then slowly began to tell a story.
Long, long ago, there was a gentleman who had no cultivation but was extremely knowledgeable. He was a born immortal being. No matter how you killed him, he could be resurrected. Because he had no name but only the surname Fei, everyone called him Mr. Fei.
Mr. Fei is knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and is gentle and kind. However, among his many students are notorious evil cultivators and chivalrous heroes who uphold justice. He is respected by all factions across the four continents, but he always smiles and says that he doesn't actually know anything, he just lives a long time.
He always travels across the four continents, and no one knows which continent he will stay on next. But what is certain is that as long as a power can keep him and get his help, that power can grow rapidly.
The last place Mr. Fei stayed in the Four Continents was the Southern Kingdom.
He assisted the then seven-year-old emperor as he grew up, watched him expand his territory, helped him consolidate his power, and finally disappeared in the Star Gazing Pavilion built for him by the emperor.
No one knows where he went, just as no one knows where he came from.
"It is said that they had a big fight before the Star Gazing Pavilion was built. In order to calm Mr. Fei down, the ancestor brought him up here. The ancestor asked Mr. Fei a question, but the answer he got was that Mr. Fei had disappeared."