Legend of the Asura

Duanmu Wuji's left hand skillfully rotated the Silver Wheel on the wheelchair as he arrived in front of the door. He stretched out his pale right hand to pull the door open, and after leaving the room, he gently closed the door. He was as deep as a scheming general, and as gentle and elegant as a gentleman.

He slowly made his way to the backyard. Seeing that his servants were bowing to him respectfully, he nodded his head and waved them away, refusing to help him push his wheelchair forward. Then, he went to the garden in the backyard alone.

It was already afternoon. The hot summer sun was not stingy with its radiance. It sprinkled the earth and sprinkled his body. It made his depressed heart feel a faint warmth. It had been a long time since he had appeared in the sunlight.

Light footsteps sounded in front of him. An elegant and quiet peerlessly beautiful woman walked with her back facing him. Her incomparably beautiful face had a noble aura that would cause others to feel ashamed of their inferiority. In her hand was a small stalk of Pure Heart Orchid. Although it had not been fully released, the fragrance of the Orchid Fragrance had already been released. When she saw Duanmu Wuji, her footsteps paused for a moment. Her willow leaf-like eyebrows slightly knitted together, as if she was surprised that he had appeared in this place. Her gentle eyes lingered on him for a second, then she expressionlessly nodded at him and walked around him with gentle steps.

Duanmu Wuji turned around, staring at her back in a daze. She was the only person in the world that could cause him to lose his wits like this. In these five years, he had already seen her back who knew how many times, yet it seemed as if he would never get tired of it. Every time, he would think that he was looking at a fairy that shouldn't exist in this world.

Elegant and graceful, gentle as the clouds, elegant as the spring in the mountains. And this time, it was another jade-like woman. She had exquisite and fine sculptures, sparkling and translucent skin that bullied the snow and frosts. From afar, she looked as pure and flawless as a beautiful jade. If a man's soul were to be taken away, a woman would be ashamed of her own inferiority.

They were very close, but they were separated by a mountain that seemed like it would never be able to be passed over forever.

In the past five years, he had never seen her smile at him. It was only when he was facing her son, Duanmu Xiao, that she would smile warmly like a mother.

Every member of the Duanmu Family viewed Duanmu Xiao, the unprecedented genius, as their young ancestor. They were extremely obedient, afraid that he would have any problems with them. If he was slightly unwell, the old antiques, whose faces were usually stiff, would anxiously jump up and down like children. However, she was the only one who was extremely strict with Duanmu Xiao. She wanted every aspect to be perfect, and Duanmu Xiao had always been obedient to her. He would never disobey her words, and he was most afraid of seeing her angry expression. It was also because of Duanmu Xiao that no one dared to target a girl from an external family like her.

Her name was Words Butterfly, and her godson raised her flowers to make up the entirety of her life. When the flowers were in full bloom, she would often stand amidst the flowers, bathing in the wind as she silently watched the flutter of bees and butterflies. Sometimes, she would stand for more than two hours without anyone knowing what she was thinking.

Duanmu Wuji turned the wheels, leaving behind two shallow marks on the ground as he walked. Under the sunlight, his eyes were closed, and his heart suddenly became strangely calm. But in the depths of his heart, that immortal-like figure had become even more distinct. Ever since he had laid eyes on her, she had become a demon that he would never be able to overcome. His life had also changed because of that, and his heart had been deeply scarred time and time again … However, he had never regretted it.

He often said to himself: You're too stupid. However, he quickly answered himself, "Although she is silly, it is still worth it. As long as I can see her, that is enough. Everything is worth it …"

Time slowly passed. When he finally opened his eyes, the sun had already set by 10 degrees. He laughed self-deprecatingly. Just as he was about to turn the chair, he suddenly discovered a small figure that was quietly watching the west from his right hand.

He was over a meter tall and had a slightly thin body. He was clearly a four year old child, but his eyes were so deep, like a bottomless deep blue ocean. It was as if nothing in the world could escape his eyes. There was a faint smile on his face, and his expression was calm without any ripples. His body didn't move at all, and only the corners of his clothes swayed gently in the wind. Duanmu Wuji's eyes glazed over for a moment because he seemed to see a king looking down on the world. This was not the first time he had felt this way, and he had long since gotten used to it. Only he could give birth to such an inconceivable illusion.

"Xiao'er, are you waiting for the sunset again?" Duanmu Wuji came to his side and said with a face full of love, his gaze following his gaze to the west. It was unknown when this little emperor had been standing here every afternoon, silently looking to the west. Everyone in Duanmu Manor knew that he was waiting for the sunset.

"Yes." Duanmu Xiao continued to look towards the west, his eyes twinkling without blinking. "Another day has passed as soon as the sun sets."

"Xiao'er can't bear to part with it?" Duanmu said in a gentle tone. Then, he lightly patted his shoulder. He did not notice that his body had actually swayed violently from such a light tap. " The greatest regret of the world is that time cannot flow backwards. No matter how much you miss it, you will never be able to recover it. "

Duanmu Xiao did not nod. His smile was still the same, a faint smile that did not match his age. "Since I was young, I have learned too many truths. Sometimes, I would also accidentally discover that the truth is not impossible to break. Time, could it really not flow backwards? Ever since I was very young, I had a very foolish wish. I wished that time could flow backwards, so that I could do better, no longer making my mother angry. Since I was very young, a strange voice in my heart had always told me that as long as I had the heart, time could flow backwards … … "Really."

Duanmu Wuji was stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud, "Xiao'er, perhaps one day, the setting sun really will be summoned by you."

In his heart, this unrealistic fantasy belonged to a child of his age. He did not like it when he knew too early about human nature and the world.

Duanmu Xiao shook his head and sighed, a sigh that didn't match his age. "However, even if I can reverse the flow of time and keep the setting sun, I can only watch from afar and never truly possess it."

Duanmu's expression froze, as if he had been petrified. Duanmu Xiao's seemingly careless words were like a heavy hammer that struck at his heart.

Duanmu Xiao didn't seem to notice his reaction. He continued to look towards the west and said, "But so what? Since you can't have it, pursuing it too much will only leave you physically and mentally exhausted." No matter how long he ran to the west, no matter how hard he tried to chase it, he was unable to truly touch it. That being the case, why should we painstakingly pursue it? As long as we can occasionally see its afterglow and know that it's still beautiful, that's enough. "

A long sigh sounded out from behind Duanmu Xiao. Duanmu Wuji turned the wheelchair and forced a smile, "Xiao'er, I'm a little tired. Remember to accompany your mother."

The sound of the silver wheel spinning quickly rang out, and then it gradually became smaller, farther away, until it disappeared.

"The truth …"

A small flower leaf floated in front of him in the gentle wind. Subconsciously, he extended two of his fingers and gently pinched it. Then, with a slight movement of his fingers, that flower leaf completely disappeared into thin air.

"Is the truth always the truth?"

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"... The sun was about to set, and the pale day was about to disappear once more. For a week, let me end this knot that I shouldn't have, and let me end this grudge that I shouldn't have. "

The sun was no longer as glaring as it had been before. It slowly turned from a golden yellow to a bright red. As he looked to the west, that mysterious voice resounded in his heart once again …

Time … Are you sure you can't reverse the flow?

In the world of reincarnation, a mirror in a strange space suddenly flashed with a strange white light. However, no one saw this strange scene.

Feng Xiao was teleported to the Heavenly Dragon Imperial City Palace by Tian Long'er, and facing Empress Shui Yue's rigid and respectful attitude, Feng Xiao's entire body was filled with an uncomfortable feeling.

He took out two large pieces of sparkling and translucent ice crystals and placed them in front of Shuiyue. Immediately, slivers of refreshing, faint cold air started to slowly fill the air. Shui Yue was obviously puzzled by his actions.

"This is 10,000 year old Xuan Bing. Let the best carver use these two pieces of ice to carve two different heads for me. Can you do it?" Feng Xiao asked with a straight face. Since Shuiyue was giving him a dead face, he might as well face to face her with a dead face.

These two pieces of Myriad Profound Ice had been cut off when he was creating the ice coffin, and Feng Xiao was naturally not willing to discard them, taking them one by one.

"It's easy to do. Although the Ten Thousand Year Dark Ice contained endless cold energy, it was still very hard to make. If there is no special effect, the cold Qi will not leak out and hurt people, so carving is easy. " Shuiyue replied with her head lowered, refusing to meet his gaze.

Feng Xiao nodded, "Very good. Then, let them begin immediately. Moreover, they must complete it within ten minutes. There are only two pieces, and I would be very angry if the effect did not satisfy me. "

"Ten?" Empress Shuiyue's eyebrows drooped slightly but she did not retort and immediately nodded. "I'll go right away."

Picking up two pieces of crystal that gave off a cold aura, Empress Shuiyue quickly left the room and personally gave them to the sculptor.

In the real world, it would take days, months, or even decades to carve out the highest quality works. And in the world of rebirth, as long as one's carving skills reached a certain level, one could complete the most perfect piece of sculpture in the shortest amount of time. And this ten-point species would probably be spent most of the time thinking about it.

This was Empress Shuiyue's private palace and Feng Xiao was definitely the first person, excluding the Celestial Dragon Emperor, to enter. Empress Shuiyue's unnatural manner could be seen from this.

Feng Xiao looked around in boredom, trying to find something interesting... For example, a girl's room would usually be filled with some clothing that had a small covering area. Feng Xiao sneakily walked around for a while, and was very disappointed to only find a few women's palace outfits, then gloomily thought that there seemed to be no underwear in this world.

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