580: Chapter 580 Six Harmonies Break Through the Void

[You did not take it, only looking at her solemnly: "You know everything?"]

[She wiped away her tears and nodded, handing over the qiankun ring. Her hand was still trembling slightly, and the ring swayed gently in her palm.]

["Take it, and then... leave."]

[You looked at that qiankun ring, hesitated for a moment, and finally took it:]

["Thank you." Your voice was very soft.]

[After speaking, you turned and walked away.]

[After just two steps, her voice came from behind, so soft it seemed as if she were afraid of disturbing something: "Can you... can you not leave?"]

[You did not turn back, only saying calmly: "I cannot stay here; it would implicate you all."]

[As the words fell, she felt as if her heart had been gouged by a knife, the pain making it hard to breathe. It was as if something very important was lost—something she couldn't grasp, and couldn't keep.]

[Her tears hit the ground drop by drop. She bit her lip, her voice carrying a sob: "Then... will you still come to see me in the future?"]

[Just as you were about to speak, rumbling thunder suddenly resounded in the sky.]

[A patch of dark clouds inappropriately enveloped the entire Imperial City. A torrential downpour began instantly, crashing down with a roar.]

[Rain drenched her face, blurring her vision so that one could not tell rain from tears.]

[Usually when it rained, she, the Eldest Princess, was responsible for dispersing the dark clouds.]

[But today, she didn't want to.]

[She stood in the rain, allowing the water to soak her entire body; instead, she felt this was better.]

[Cold, painful, soaked through—but at least, she could still feel something.]

[She had been solitary and arrogant since childhood, never having looked a man in the eye. It wasn't until you appeared that she learned to open her heart.]

[But once opened, it became uncontrollable, impossible to pull back.]

[She discovered that in this world, there was not only the path of seeking longevity, but also the happiness of a lover's companionship.]

[It wasn't that she hadn't doubted you; she simply was unwilling to doubt.]

[You never looked back, letting out a heavy sigh: "I'm sorry. Take care."]

[As soon as the words fell, your figure flickered and disappeared.]

[She looked at the place where you vanished, tears blurring her vision.]

[She wanted to shout, but her throat felt blocked by something, unable to make a sound.]

[She could only clutch her chest and wail loudly.]

["Wuwuwu..."]

[The sound of her crying was swallowed by the rain, and like her, forgotten by the whole world.]

[Rain mixed with tears, dripping down her chin, hitting the ground, hitting her heart.]

[It was as if in the vast heaven and earth, she was the only one left.]

[At the same time, inside a side hall of the Imperial Palace.]

[Demon Lord Tianxuan and Empress Tianxuan stood side by side by the window, their gaze piercing through the curtain of rain toward the direction of the Princess Royals Mansion.]

[Empress Tianxuan turned to look at Demon Lord Tianxuan: "Why did you summon a cloud to make it rain?"]

["That child is strong on the surface but fragile inside," Demon Lord Tianxuan sighed. "She probably doesn't want to be seen crying in front of the person she likes."]

["Husband, have we been too harsh on Huanger?" Empress Tianxuan's voice grew lower.]

[Demon Lord Tianxuan was silent for a moment, his tone heavy: "Yes, she has carried too many burdens since she was young."]

["But this is her fate," Empress Tianxuan sighed. "She has no choice, and I have no choice. Being born into the imperial family, one is destined to be lonely."]

["Power and true feelings are two different paths," Demon Lord Tianxuan looked out the window. "If you choose one, you must let go of the other. It's not that we don't want both, it's that they cannot coexist."]

[Empress Tianxuan nodded: "In matters of the heart, the deeper the feeling, the more it hurts; the truer it is, the more it wounds."]

[After a pause, her voice deepened, "She never cared about anyone before, so she wouldn't get hurt. Now that she cares, she has learned to feel pain. Some pain is necessary. If you endure it, you grow; if you cannot, you will be trapped there forever."]

["Let her rest for a while." Demon Lord Tianxuan turned around. "She needs peace, and she needs time. Some wounds can only heal on their own. No matter how much others say, it's useless."]

[The rain continued to fall.]

[The two stood there, silently watching the curtain of rain, neither speaking again.]

[Some paths can only be walked alone.]

[Some rain can only be endured alone.]

[In the tenth year, on a deserted Shattered Star Continent, you finally successfully forged the immortal slaying sword (Water).]

[In the twelfth year, the sixth form of the Immortal Slaying Sword Art Divine Ability—Six Harmonies Void Breaking, reached the entry level.]

[In the thirteenth year,]

[You left that Shattered Star Continent and suddenly wanted to go see Fairy Tianxuan.]

[Not for any other reason, but just to see how she had been doing lately.]

[After arriving at the Tianxuan Imperial City, you went to the Wangxian Tower as usual.]

[At an elegant seat by the window on the second floor, with a pot of spiritual tea and a few plates of snacks, the voice of the storyteller downstairs drifted up indistinctly.]

[You listened to the events of the past few years—Fairy Tianxuan had already succeeded to the throne of Empress three years ago, and she was busy with government affairs all day, with nothing unusual.]

[As you listened, time passed bit by bit; the tea grew cold and was refilled, refilled and grew cold again.]

[Suddenly, the conversation of three people in the next booth caught your attention.]

["Have you heard? Shen Tongtong gave birth to a daughter named Holy Maiden Shen Mengqi. It's said she has an Innate Dao Body and has already been designated by the Holy Land as the next Saintess."]

["It's said that even the Holy Land cannot find out who Holy Maiden Shen Mengqi's father is, and Shen Tongtong herself doesn't know. Don't you think this is strange?"]

["Yes, for such a strange thing to happen in the world is truly inconceivable."]

[Your hand holding the teacup paused for a moment.]

[Yan Wenjie is already dead; Shen Tongtong shouldn't have been poisoned.]

[Then who exactly is the father of Holy Maiden Shen Mengqi?]

[You were completely perplexed.]

[Though curious, you didn't think too much of it, only smiling as you looked out the window.]

[People were coming and going on the street, just like before.]

[A circle of people gathered in front of a pancake stall, a woman with a broom chased a child down the street, and an old man at the corner was grinning while flirting with a widow.]

[You suddenly felt a bit nostalgic for those years in the Imperial City—the most relaxed and carefree years.]

[Just as you were about to leave, your expression suddenly turned cold.]

[Your Divine Sense spread out silently, and the conversation in a private room next door was fully captured by your mind.]

[That private room was set up with an isolation array, spiritual light flowing and runes densely packed—but to you, it was as if it didn't exist.]

[Two people were sitting inside the private room.]

[One was an old man with a powerful aura, a Nascent Soul Perfection Stage Cultivator—the Feng Family Ancestor and the Grand Elder of the Huanling Sect.]

[The other was a middle-aged man with a cold face and Void Refining cultivation—Yan Zhan, the father of Yan Wenjie.]

["Senior Yan." The Feng family Old Ancestor's voice was kept very low. "The death of my Yu'er is inseparable from this Empress Tianxuan. Your son's death is also related to this Imperial City. Does the Heavenly Palace really intend to pretend not to see it?"]

[Yan Zhan picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said in a flat tone: "I advise you to give up the idea of attacking the Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty. The higher-ups have explicitly instructed that the Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty must not be touched."]

["Why?" The Feng family Old Ancestor's brows furrowed tightly.]

["This is not for you or me to know." Yan Zhan put down the teacup, his gaze as calm as a pool of stagnant water.]

["I am not reconciled." The Feng family Old Ancestor gritted his teeth. "With such obvious Karma, it's impossible for it to have no connection at all with the Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty."]