The surroundings, once again, resumed their watery state.
Ao Fan lowered his head, silent as usual. However, within his heart, there was a hint of a different feeling. This different feeling was something that he had developed after the lasting effects of the Reverse Blood Style had disappeared.
For a moment there, he had had a feeling that made him think for a moment that it was an illusion. It wasn't until he was imprisoned here and quieted his mind to think back carefully and thought about it, that he realised that it wasn't an illusion, but a real feeling.
This feeling let him know that he only needed to work hard for a little while longer before he could break through to the Second Turning Dao Realm!
When one's cultivation reached the Dao Realm or above, each additional realm of cultivation was extremely difficult. According to an ordinary person, after stepping into the Dao Realm, one might need to spend another ten years or even longer before they could break through to the Second Turning Dao Realm.
There were only a handful of people in Heaven and Earth who were able to break through quickly. Without exception, these people were all known as geniuses, with an unlimited future. Ao Fan could be called a type of genius, as he had stepped into the Dao Realm for just over a year now, and had already touched the shackles of breakthrough. This was extremely shocking to others and was simply a miracle.
A miracle in front of Ao Fan, but it was even more rare. He silently recited the Blood Dragon Decree, and a trace of recovered Dragon Yuan turned up with difficulty in his body, slowly recovering his serious injuries.
Being in a dark prison, he didn't know how many years.
Ao Fan just cultivated silently without stopping for a moment, behind the once glamourous was a hard work that was unimaginable to ordinary people. Even though he was now trapped in a prison, where life and death were hard to predict, he did not give up the persistence in his heart. It is this stubbornness that has supported him several times when his spirit was about to collapse.
Today, outside the dark sword prison, once again came a footsteps. Unlike the footsteps of Wang Yan that had come once, the footsteps that appeared this time were extremely light, even in such a quiet place, but also need to listen to hear in order to feel.
In addition, this footsteps also gave Ao Fan a strange feeling, as if déjà vu. Every time the footsteps landed, it was as if they stepped on his heart, making his heart tremble.
Completely unable to continue his cultivation, he lifted his bloodstained face and looked towards the outside of the Sword Prison with his godless and flat gaze. There, a beautiful figure was looking on.
A soft light blue dress was worn on Yun Drunken Moon's body. Her skin was snowy and her features were exquisite, definitely one of the most beautiful women in the world. She came to the side of the sword prison and removed the veil that she would only wear in front of outsiders, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that could make countless men go crazy.
In her eyes, ripples, as if covered with a layer of mist, quietly looking towards the sword prison, no longer in the former heroic posture, became extremely wretched Ao Fan, the heart has a kind of indescribable, indescribable complex emotions.
Thinking back to the past, that a thin and lonely, but proud of the same level of cultivators Ao Fan, in her heart in the weight of how big. Even though his cultivation level was still low, no one would doubt that he would be able to look down on the heavens in the future.
However, the final result made Yun Drunken Moon's heart drip blood. Whenever she thought about it, she could never believe it, hoping that everything was just an illusion or a ridiculous dream. But reality destroyed her, all that she had seen was true.
The person who had taken up a great deal of weight in her heart was actually the Dragon Clan, who had been enemies with her sect for generations!
This was a fact that she couldn't believe, but had to believe. For this reason, she spent countless nights secretly weeping and drunkenly relieving her sorrows, yet she still called out his name in her sleep.
Finally, unable to endure this silent torture, she begged Lord Cloud Sword Dao to be able to allow her to meet him once. With Lord Yun Jian Dao's status and ability, resolving this kind of matter would be a complete lift of the hand. However, Cloud Sword Daolord did not agree, fearing that she would fall deep into a whirlwind of emotions.
In the end, countless times of pleading and almost tear-drying eyes finally allowed Cloud Sword Dao Master to freely and helplessly agree. They, finally, once again face to face together.
The darkness, almost unable to reach out and see. But the two pairs of eyes in the darkness happened to be facing each other. At this time, they were both stunned.
"Did you ... come to see me?" After not speaking for a long time, coupled with the fact that he had been silent in his cultivation, Ao Fan's voice began to become hoarse.
Yun Drunken Moon's heart ached, she didn't know how on earth he had supported himself by staying here for months. She flashed with tears and said, "That's right, I came to see you. Are you, well?"
"I'm fine." Ao Fan quietly spat out these three words that no one would even believe.
He would never let others understand his own suffering. His own pain was never borne by himself. In front of others, he acted all so blandly, the hurt was completely covered up, perhaps only Yun Drunken Moon who possessed a delicate heart could see through it.
"Have you been well?" Ao Fan asked after a few breaths of silence.
Yun Drunken Moon nodded her head and pursed her lips, "I've lived a good life, free and easy, while not lacking anything. Senior Sister Qing Yue also lives a good life, as I do. It's just that, from time to time, she foolishly goes out of her mind and remembers you."
Ao Fan was silent once again, Yun Qing Yue's feelings for him were obvious to him. But he only harboured an older brother's care for his younger sister towards her, and did not think too much about it.
"Go out and tell her to try to forget me as much as possible. Instead of the thoughts gradually becoming pain, it's better to cut off the roots as soon as possible." Ao Fan finally said so, while letting out a breath as if he was relieved.
Yun Drunken Moon was stunned, and then some clarity came to her. She didn't realise that when Ao Fan said those words, her heart inexplicably loosened up, as if she had let go of something.
"Right, there is something I want to ask you." Yun Drunken Moon bit her lip, her eyes hesitant, her heart ten thousand times more nervous.
What was she afraid of?
Ao Fan had a vague guess in his heart, but he smiled frankly and said, "Ask, I know everything."
With an apprehensive heart, Yun Drunken Moon asked, "You and I have known each other, and all the way through, was everything that was shown sincere? Have you been following me around in order to enter the Nine Swords Sect?"
Ao Fan calmed down and said, "You are right, when I learnt that you are a disciple of the Nine Swords Sect, I had the intention of entering the Nine Swords Sect through you."
When these words came out, Yun Drunken Moon's face turned pale. She felt a gust of lingering pain coming from her heart, as if it was about to break. A trace of tears, crossed her cheeks and slowly dripped down.
Ao Fan's words were not finished, and he followed up with, "But apart from this purpose, my other aspects of my performance were all true and genuine, without a hint of falsehood."
That sadness that was deep in the bones, how could it be a disguise? How can that habitual indifference be faked? All of that shows a true heart.
Yun Drunken Moon broke into a smile, a heart covered in wounds finally revitalised and became perfect.