Xia Yanbing and Qin Wan’er supported Qin Yi as they arrived at the door of a room.
Everyone was present, each looking at Qin Yi with red eyes, clearly having just cried.
"Duan Family Head, Chairman Xue?" Qin Yi spoke with a hoarse voice.
Duan Xinyuan was unshaven, the blow of Duan Yiyi’s death was too much for him, making him appear to age over a decade overnight. Xue Aoyu also didn’t seem well; this strong woman had a somber expression, her eyes red and swollen.
Duan Xinyuan and Xue Aoyu exchanged a glance, clearly noticing that sothing was wrong with Qin Yi. He was clearly calling them, but his eyes were looking in another direction.
"Qin Yi, your eyes?" Azure Dragon was also present and imdiately noticed the issue with Qin Yi’s eyes.
Qin Yi croaked, "It’s fine, it’s only temporary blindness. They’ll recover in a while."
"Qin Yi, we are here."
Duan Xinyuan and Xue Aoyu walked over to look at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi bent ninety degrees: "Duan Family Head, Chairman Xue, I’m sorry. I failed to protect Yiyi. I know it’s too late to say anything now, but... I am sorry."
Xue Aoyu bit her lip, covering her mouth, unable to stop tears from streaming down her face.
Duan Xinyuan also wept with sorrow: "It’s not your fault. It can only be said that Yiyi was an unfortunate child."
Qin Yi slowly stood up, groping his way forward.
Xia Yanbing hurriedly stepped forward to support Qin Yi.
Qin Yi felt a sudden chill, followed by the sensation of ice.
"Qin Yi, it was I who asked Senior Azure Dragon to ice seal Yiyi," Yun ngyao said in a mournful tone.
Qin Yi nodded slightly. In this sweltering weather, an ice seal was the best way to preserve the body.
"Did you dress her up? Yiyi was always so concerned with her appearance, she couldn’t stand even the tiniest stain on herself."
"Husband, rest assured! Yiyi looks very beautiful now."
"That’s good then," Qin Yi’s voice grew even more hoarse.
"Qin Yi, why not spend so ti with Sister Yiyi? When she passed, her thoughts were filled with you, but unfortunately, she never got to see you one last ti," Liu Yiren said with red eyes.
Qin Yi silently nodded. He knew well, even if Liu Yiren hadn’t said, how much Duan Yiyi longed to see him one last ti?
He owed Duan Yiyi too much.
This child, so silly, upon hearing the news of her death, went to Vermilion Bird Mountain to seek death. With great difficulty, he brought her back from the dream, but in the end, she still couldn’t escape her fate.
"Let’s step out first and let Qin Yi spend so ti with Yiyi alone," Xia Yanbing said with a slight tremor in her voice.
The group quietly retreated.
Qin Yi gently stroked the frigid ice coffin, his fingertips trembling constantly.
"Yiyi, I’m sorry."
"In the end, I didn’t make it in ti to see you one last ti. Do you hate ?"
"If ti could rewind, I would definitely choose not to et you. Because only then wouldn’t you be implicated by , lying in this cold coffin."
"You quirky little girl, how could you just leave like that? Didn’t you say you wanted to always be with your little husband? How could you not keep your word?"
"Now that you’ve just left, who will still call little husband?"
Qin Yi rambled on endlessly, speaking tirelessly, as the warm tears fell on the cold ice coffin, losing their warmth in an instant. But now, even if he used the Chaotic Purple Flas, he could not warm Duan Yiyi’s icy body.
Tears of a man are not lightly shed; simply never being brought to a state of deep sorrow.
He liked Duan Yiyi, he was used to having Duan Yiyi by his side. This quirky girl always centered on him, making him happy, thinking of him no matter what, as if she lived only for him in this life. Even in death, she believed he would save her.
Yet he ultimately failed this beauty and trust.
Qin Yi recalled the first ti he t Duan Yiyi, the girl whose smile was more dazzling than sunlight, tilted her head and sweetly asked, who are you?
Rembered every ti he ca ho, the first to rush over was always Duan Yiyi.
Rembered that upon hearing the news of his death, Duan Yiyi desperately sought to die with him.
Rembered her holding on, waiting for him to save her, and in the end never getting to see him, how regretful must her departure have been?
Too many beautiful mories swirling in his mind, shattering... as if to tell Qin Yi, these beautiful scenes will never appear again.
...
...
"Do you think Qin Yi will be okay?" Murong Qianxun asked softly.
Qin Yi had already been inside for several hours.
The group was also worried, Xia Yanbing gently pushed the door open.
Their hearts trembled accordingly.
Qin Yi was tear-streaked, lying asleep on the ice coffin, his tears still not dried.
"Husband," Xia Yanbing called gently.
Qin Yi slowly opened his eyes; perhaps he hadn’t been asleep, perhaps he was; he himself wasn’t sure.
"Qin Yi, the deceased are gone, don’t be too sad," Azure Dragon sighed.
"Don’t worry, I won’t forget my duties and mission. However, from now on, everything in this world will follow my rules," Qin Yi stood up straight, gently stroking the ice coffin, his voice devoid of any emotion, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Yun ngyao hesitated but eventually, with a twitch, she bit her lip, and spoke, "Qin Yi, actually there is a way to bring Yiyi back to life."
Everyone fell silent, looking at Yun ngyao in disbelief.
Yun ngyao seed to have anticipated this reaction.
"Say that again," Qin Yi’s voice was calm, but his whole being was trembling slightly.
Yun ngyao spoke firmly, "I said there is a way to bring Yiyi back to life."
However, there was no joy on anyone’s face. Because they thought Yun ngyao might be saying this to comfort Qin Yi out of not being able to bear seeing him so sad. But they knew, where there is hope, there is disappointnt. Qin Yi simply couldn’t bear a second blow.
"Say it again," Qin Yi’s voice quivered.
"Saying it ten tis is the sa, I am serious, there is indeed a way to bring Yiyi back to life."
Qin Yi began to breathe heavily, "Yun ngyao, if there really is a way to bring Yiyi back, I am willing to pay any price."
"No need, Yiyi is my sister too," Yun ngyao said solemnly, "It’s just that the Resurrection Technique is harder than ascending to heaven. And the chances are slim, not 100% successful."
"Even if there’s only a sliver of hope, I won’t give up," Qin Yi said firmly.
Yun ngyao hesitated for a mont, "I only know there is a Resurrection Technique, but I don’t know the specifics."
Everyone looked at her, wasn’t this just the sa as saying nothing after talking for so long?
Qin Yi, however, slowly spoke, "Where is this thod?"
"Netherworld Clan," Yun ngyao contemplated for a mont, "Primordial, also known as Four Seas and Eight Desolates. Four Seas above, Eight Desolates below. Just like heaven and earth, Four Seas as heaven, Eight Desolates as earth, this is the distribution of Four Seas and Eight Desolates."
"And Eight Desolates, are heaven, earth, mysterious, and yellow, sun, moon, and stars, these are the Eight Desolates."
"Four Seas, they are Nether Sea, Furious Sea, Divine Sea, Dragon Sea."
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