"All thoughts are wrong, only then do I know I am not myself." Su Yuniang gazed at the thick black clouds in the sky, and her face was full of overwhelming shock.

At this moment, the strange scene causing an anomaly in the heavens and earth brought a pressure that seemed to envelop the entire mountain range.

The clouds and mist felt like they were trembling, and the sky's stars were glittering with radiance.

Su Yuniang lowered her head and looked at Jiao Wuyu's corpse, stunned.

No miracle occurred, no embers were born, the probability of stronger existence decreases.

He came back to life, but she had gone.

Previously there was separation by Yin and Yang.

Now it is still separation by Yin and Yang.

Li Youzhu waved his hand, a vast soul aura gathered back, and he plucked the black Three Flowers on the Top that hadn't formed completely yet, pulling it up by the roots.

Swoosh.

Three new soul flowers with dense roots were drawn out and fiercely thrust into Jiao Wuyu's body.

"Father, what are you doing?" Ning Jiaojiao was flustered.

"Because I know who I am." Li Youzhu sighed softly.

His eyes no longer showed confusion.

In his heart, he knew who he was, why he lived, why he should die, and what this life's significance is.

The meaning of life is not determined by length but by living as the person you want to be.

The patched-up, fragmented body of the Jiao was rapidly recovering, exuding an unbelievable vitality, with countless meridians of the Three Flowers rooting in, wriggling, stitching, and pulsating like a heart.

The Jiao pieced together from disparate creatures seemed to be truly transforming, becoming an integrated ancient fierce beast.

Li Youzhu's body quickly became blurred, carrying a hint of a satisfied smile.

"Candle extinguished... embers, is this burning-out process merely each of us narrating decades-long farewell messages?"

He looked toward the golden sky, and his entire being became increasingly transparent.

Ning Jiaojiao was crying.

"Don't cry. My life rises only after death." He chuckled lightly.

A gust of wind howled, and Li Youzhu's figure completely vanished, disappearing like dust.

Su Yuniang and Ning Jiaojiao both unconsciously touched their faces, inexplicably covered in tears.

...

...

The next morning.

Morning light pierced the thin mist, landing in the courtyard, falling on the well mouth.

The table, chairs, dishes, and chopsticks placed outside were yet to be tidied, with rice and meat still there, in utter disarray.

"I am still alive."

On the bed, Jiao Wuyu slowly awoke from slumber, inexplicably alive.

Pushing the door open, Ning Jiaojiao rushed in with the sunlight, hugging her mother, weeping bitterly, "Mother."

Jiao Wuyu seemed to have guessed what had happened, just smilingly comforting Ning Jiaojiao.

The breathless Jiao Wuyu was then left with one last breath, with her soul almost scattered, but it was also the reason she was still alive now.

This time, having solved all the stitching aftermath, she became a truly integrated creature.

Her heart felt somewhat tired, her mind blank, with mysterious Soul Separation Flowers seeming to appear on the mountain's Demon Cultivators. She didn't want to know more now.

Moreover, she was still very weak, not at normal combat power.

Additionally, she had to leave, as she would soon be targeted.

The anomaly was so grand that the mountain's Demon Cultivators surely knew what had happened.

They didn't appear, likely driving her away, afraid to be related, for fear of stirring trouble.

She didn't seek them, and they wouldn't seek her, a tacit understanding.

Though she longed to stay and care for Ning Jiaojiao, in Pingchang City perhaps.

Next.

"Go make breakfast." She touched her daughter's head.

After breakfast, she smiled and took Ning Jiaojiao out, also bringing Su Yuniang, enjoying a joyful morning stroll, a warm atmosphere. Su Yuniang felt an inexplicable sense of strong maternal love.

"Should I send you to Pingchang City? Life there is good." Jiao Wuyu asked.

"No need, life here is fine." Ning Jiaojiao shook her head,

Jiao Wuyu seemed to guess something but didn't delve deeper.

Was it that brother?

The brother from years past was already dead, but she wasn't ready to explore the current one either.

Perhaps, for her, here was safer than Pingchang City, because over there, the Jiao Family's situation wasn't promising.

Henceforth, calling her Ning Jiaojiao was good too; the past cannot return, better to begin a new journey.

"Can you not go?" Ning Jiaojiao whined.

Jiao Wuyu shook her head, smilingly touched her head, "People grow up because they learn to hold back tears for things they dislike or hate."

She accompanied Ning Jiaojiao to finish cooking while chatting.

Finally, she took Ning Jiaojiao to Youzhu Bookstore, pushed the door open, and the room was filled with books.

In the center of the floor lay a humanoid-shaped collection of books, seemingly fallen from Li Youzhu during the flesh swapping.

Jiao Wuyu squatted down, picking them up one by one to read.

These books on this book dummy weren't the secret manual of unparalleled cultivation techniques Ning Zheng had long coveted.

In reality, they were collections of letters, love letters.

Every few days, a love letter written for a hundred years, separated by a city, thus he became this epistolary dummy in the bookstore.

Ghosts hide their greatest obsessions from life within them.

Their greatest obsession was the longing in their bodies.

"He used to be a bookworm, every day just sitting in the courtyard reading, knowing nothing else." Jiao Wuyu smiled and shook her head, picking up the newest letter to open.

[To Jiao Wuyu]

The content of the envelope was straightforward, as if chatting casually.

[Before meeting you, my life consisted only of books, fame, listed high in rankings.]

[But in books, I've seen many worldly wonders, never your beauty.]

[But in books, I've heard countless local secrets, never your mystery.]

[For you, I abandoned my immersion in the world of books, wildly pursuing you, yet now I am again pursuing Ten Thousand Books and everything between heaven and earth, because only by becoming a vivid independent individual can I have a chance to possess you.]

[I finally see myself clearly, my obsession isn't a person, nor you, but that stunning youthfulness.]

[I love you and also do not love you.]

[This is the bloom speaking to me.]

...

Jiao Wuyu pursed her lips.

At this point, Su Yuniang excitedly dashed out, "Mother, take me with you on your journey, I want to roam the Four Seas with you, I am not afraid of death!"

Jiao Wuyu: "..."

She looked for a while, then shook her head.

Su Yuniang inwardly felt it was a pity.

This kind of big shot, traveling out must gather many materials and resources, at least gain much knowledge.

"I will return."

She hugged Ning Jiaojiao and said softly, "I have things to do; next time I return, I'll find a way to let you recover too."

Swoosh.

She transformed into a Jiao, with earth-shaking dragon roars, piercing the clouds, straightforwardly into the ocean of clouds.

...

Jiao Wuyu left.

Ning Zheng didn't think others were fooling him, instead stepping out boldly.

What's wrong with being her brother?

What's wrong with her having bird droppings in her head?

Anyway, they didn't know.

Actually, there's a bit of regret.

In their eyes, it's like a living slave acknowledging a sister, yet afraid to face people, merely not willing to meet them.

Su Yuniang also went back up the mountain.

Now, only heartbroken Ning Jiaojiao was left in the courtyard.

Ning Zheng comforted Ning Jiaojiao a bit, but he wasn't very good at comforting people, leaving it to Su Yuniang.

Then he began tidying the courtyard's dishes, tables, chairs, and chaos, with sunlight falling silent and serene.

As if the events in the courtyard yesterday hadn't occurred, exactly like before.

At night, the moon was scattered among sparse stars.

Ning Zheng finally managed to get a good night's sleep.

That night, Su Yuniang returned, bringing Ning Jiaojiao who looked distressed to go fishing, to relax, just murmuring while gazing at the sky:

"The starry river is brilliant, but why are the two stars in the sky above our mountains growing larger?"

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