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19: Chapter 19: The Senior and Junior Brothers Meet! Live Stream of Stone Cutting!

At this moment, the old man slowly turned around.

His movements were somewhat stiff, as if he were afraid the aura he felt was an illusion.

When his gaze fell upon the woman in white...

"Clatter."

The broom in his hand fell to the ground.

The old man was completely stunned.

He looked at Saintess Tianxuan, at that face that had appeared in his dreams countless times, yet had remained so incredibly distant.

That was his Junior Sister.

She was the Saintess Tianxuan of that year, a woman of peerless elegance hailed as the Pearl of the Eastern Wasteland.

Six thousand years.

A full six thousand years had passed.

He thought she had long since died, perished within that all-consuming Ancient Desolate Abyss.

But now, she stood right there.

Her appearance was unchanged; time had not left the slightest trace upon her face.

She looked exactly as she did then, wearing the same clothes, as if she had merely gone on a long journey and had only just returned home.

The old man's lips trembled.

This Peerless Great Saint, who lived in seclusion in the Divine City and whom even Saints did not dare to provoke lightly...

...was now shaking all over like a helpless child.

Cloudy tears welled up from his aged eyes, sliding down his wrinkled cheeks.

"Junior Sister..."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a heart-wrenching tremor.

"Is it you?"

He wanted to step forward, yet he didn't dare.

He feared this was a dream, feared that if he moved, the phantom before him would shatter.

"You... you're back?"

He reached out a withered hand, grasping at the void as if trying to touch that figure, only to stop in mid-air.

That cautious manner of his was heart-wrenching to behold.

An Miaoyi stood to the side, covering her mouth.

She was deeply shaken by this scene.

A reunion spanning six thousand years, crossing the boundaries of life and death.

Though she didn't know the specifics of what had happened between them, the emotion was so thick it couldn't be dispersed, clearly felt even by a bystander.

Saintess Tianxuan looked at the old man.

Her eyes had originally been hollow and vacant.

But upon hearing that call of "Junior Sister," and seeing the old man's tear-streaked face...

...deep within her Sea of Consciousness, it was as if a Seal had been touched.

Though the power of the Ancient Forbidden Land was overbearing, having refined her into a Desolate Slave and stripped her of her sanity...

...Ye Xuan's arrival, along with a certain silent permission from the Empress behind him, had placed her in a delicate state of "semi-lucidity."

Fragments of long-buried memories began to flicker in her mind.

That once high-spirited Senior Brother.

That once incomparably glorious Holy Land.

The laughter and the bold words...

...all eventually transformed into this elderly, broom-sweeping man before her.

A ripple appeared in Saintess Tianxuan's eyes.

It was no longer a deathly hollow, but an emotion called "sadness."

She slightly opened her mouth and let out a cold, clear sigh.

It echoed through the dilapidated stone workshop, having traveled through six thousand years of time.

"Senior Brother Wei Yi,"

Saintess Tianxuan looked at the old man and spoke softly.

"Long time no see."

As soon as those four words were spoken...

...Wei Yi could no longer control himself.

He lunged forward two steps, then stumbled, nearly falling.

"Junior Sister!"

He burst into loud wailing.

This old man who had lived for six thousand years cried like a child at this moment.

"You're still alive... you're really still alive..."

"Your Senior Brother is useless... I couldn't accompany you all back then... I could only stay here and guard... guard this empty shell..."

He sobbed while rambling on.

The accumulated regret, loneliness, and longing of six thousand years completely erupted at this moment.

Saintess Tianxuan didn't speak, she just watched him quietly.

However, the aura around her became much softer.

She raised her hand, as if wanting to pat her Senior Brother's shoulder and comfort him just like in the old days.

But her hand stopped halfway and then lowered.

After all, the current her was no longer the her of the past.

She was a Desolate Slave, belonging to the Ancient Forbidden Land, and also belonging to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan stood to the side watching this scene, his heart somewhat moved as well.

Even though he was a transmigrator and knew the plot like the back of his hand...

...when such sincere emotion truly unfolded before him, the impact was still unavoidable.

"I suppose this counts as doing a good deed," Ye Xuan thought to himself.

Allowing this pair of Senior and junior siblings to reunite made up for one of the regrets in the Shrouding the Heavens World.

An Miaoyi came back to her senses, looking at Ye Xuan with awe that had reached its peak.

She finally understood.

Why Ye Xuan wanted to come here.

Why Ye Xuan said there was a "Senior" here.

It turned out that all of it was true.

This Young Master Ye had not only walked out of the Forbidden Ground himself, but had also brought back the Saintess Tianxuan who had been missing for six thousand years.

He even knew that a living Saint was hidden here!

His methods were simply heaven-reaching!

In the courtyard, the crying gradually ceased.

Wei Yi wiped away his tears and stood straight once more.

Though his back was still somewhat hunched, the aura about him had changed.

It was the lightness of a heavy burden being lifted, and the determination of having found hope again.

He turned around and looked at Ye Xuan.

He already knew that the reason his Junior Sister could return and clearly call him Senior Brother was all thanks to this youth.

Wei Yi tidied his tattered clothes and performed a solemn, grand bow toward Ye Xuan.

"This old man, Wei Yi, thanks the Young Master for his great kindness!"

This was the bow of a Great Saint, heavy as a mountain.

Ye Xuan did not dodge and accepted the bow calmly.

"Senior is being too polite," Ye Xuan smiled.

"I just brought my elder sister out to relax and incidentally visit an old friend. Since the meeting has happened, my task is complete."

...

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the Tianxuan Stone Workshop became a bit subtle.

The touching scene of the siblings' reunion had just ended.

Ye Xuan, acting as if nothing had happened, turned his gaze toward the scattered stone materials in the courtyard.

"So this is the so-called Stone Gambling?"

Ye Xuan walked up to a moss-covered stone and examined it with great interest.

An Miaoyi stepped forward and explained, "Young Master, Stone Gambling is a major feature of the Big Dipper. Ancient Raw Stones might contain rare treasures, but they might also contain nothing. One cut can make you poor, one cut can make you rich; it all depends on eyesight and luck."

She glanced at the surroundings and added, "However, this Tianxuan Stone Workshop has been derelict for many years. Most of what's left is likely waste material picked over by others. It's probably hard to cut out anything good."

Ye Xuan smiled and said nothing.

Although he didn't understand Source Arts, he had the intuition of the Ancient Desolate Saint Body, and more importantly, the cheat known as the chat group.

"Since I have nothing better to do, I'll cut a couple for fun."

As Ye Xuan spoke, with a thought, he opened the chat group's live stream function.

[Ruthless Empress's Brother]: "@All Members, I'll show you the Big Dipper specialty 'blind box opening' and earn some pocket money while I'm at it."

The live stream began.

In the live broadcast frame...

...Ye Xuan stood amidst a pile of random stones, holding a Stone Knife he had found from who-knows-where.

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