After they finished in the garden, Feng Wei's aunt invited him over for tea. As they settled in, Feng Wei began to tell a moving legend, credits to the body's former owner who was an avid reader. his words flowing like a gentle stream, weaving a tapestry of emotions that captivated her aunt's heart.
He narrates the story with a touch of his own experience and understanding of the Dao.
"In a world where cultivators seek immortality and power," began Feng Wei, "the story unfolds with two exceptionally talented and passionate cultivators, Bai Yue and Xuan Li.
His voice carried a hint of warmth as he continued, "However, their paths took different paths when a dark secret was revealed. Xuan Li was destined to carry an ancient relic, a divine sword whose power was unmatched but also carried a terrible curse. The curse would, in time, consume Xuan Li's life force, threatening his very existence and becoming a danger to everyone around him."
Feng Wei's eyes reflected the passion of the story as he described, "Desperate to save her beloved, Bai Yue embarked on a perilous journey to find a cure for the sword's curse. She ventured into unknown lands, facing unimaginable dangers and overcoming cruel trials. Meanwhile, Xuan Li struggled to contain the effects of the curse and protect Bai Yue, even if it meant distancing himself from her to avoid putting her in danger."
The weight of history weighed heavily on his tone when he shared, "As time passed, Xuan Li's health deteriorated and the couple faced increasingly challenging obstacles that tested their resolve and faith. The anguish of their situation and the inevitability of a tragic fate weighed heavily on them."
With a hint of suspense, he continued, "While Bai Yue tirelessly searched for a solution, she met a wise elder who revealed a shocking secret. The curse of the divine sword could only be broken with the sacrifice of a pure and true cultivator, someone willing to lay down his life in exchange for Xuan Li's redemption."
Feng Wei's voice softened as he conveyed the heart-wrenching moment, "From that point forward, Bai Yue was faced with an impossible choice: save the man she loved at the cost of her own life, or accept the tragic fate of both of them. In an act of true love and selflessness, she decided to confront fate and free Xuan Li from the curse, destroying their hearts and leading them on a path of separation."
As he spoke of love and sacrifice, his aunt's eyes began to shine with emotion, and he continued, "Bai Yue and Xuan Li's story, filled with intense emotions and sacrifices, touched the hearts of everyone who witnessed their journey. Their sorrows and trials showed the beauty of unconditional love and the pain of an inevitable fate."
Feng Wei's voice maintained a somber tone as he concluded, "In the starry nights, cultivators still speak of the tragic legend of Bai Yue and Xuan Li, and their tears mix with the rain, as an eternal reminder of the story that made them immortal in the hearts of everyone who heard it."
The air was filled with a bittersweet silence as the story settled into their hearts, leaving an indelible mark on their moments.
Ning Xia listens intently, her eyes reflecting the emotions conveyed in the story. Silent tears run down her cheeks, touched by the tragic love story. She quickly wipes them away with a gentle smile.
Ning Xia: "Your storytelling skills are really remarkable, little Feng. You have a way of bringing emotions to life with your words."
Ning Xia's expression softens as she looks at Feng Wei fondly.
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Ning Xia: "Little Feng. Your willingness to share your talent is admirable. Now, about that massage you promised..."
Feng Wei laughs, understanding her gentle request. He stands behind her and begins massaging her shoulders with deft hands. The gentle touch sends waves of relaxation through her body.