The Goddess' buzzing lips ca to a halt as she faced Taiyi's fury, her fingertips already gathering wisps of Spiritual Energy.
"You're so perfect, why would you need to replace ?!"
The Goddess was montarily stunned, realizing sothing, she released her hand, a trace of realization flashing deep in her eyes.
In that fleeting glance within the tower, Taiyi had realized she was Taiyi, yet still dominated and acknowledged Yin Weiyin's identity, hence she replaced Taiyi's identity with Yin Weiyin's.
To prevent Taiyi from lingering attachnts, the Goddess appeared in the form of Yin Weiyin, severing her final ties, as if Heaven's Will, everything proceeded smoothly.
However, it was precisely this smoothness that stimulated Taiyi when the word "replace" was uttered.
Yin Weiyin revealed a calm smile, responding, "It was my mistake."
Upon hearing this, Taiyi finally nodded in satisfaction, exhaling, letting the last trace of unease dissipate from her heart.
On both sides stood rows of statues with solemn expressions, illuminated by Everlasting Lamp, making them appear sacred, facing the altar, their serene brows filled with expectation and devotion, awaiting Taiyi's return.
She slowly stepped onto the center of the altar, not knowing why, a faint sense of anticipation arose within her heart.
It was as if she was destined to silently sacrifice in a place unknown to Chen Yi, and never be seen again.
In this way, he would yearn for her all his life, never forgetting her, and soon pour all his emotions onto Yin Weiyin, thereafter obeying her every command.
Taiyi always found this thought familiar, yet didn't know where it stemd from.
The Goddess held a Magic Sword, invoking mystical incantations, the surrounding Everlasting Lamp burning brighter, shadows cast by statues seed to gradually roll, each one, each figure, danced like witches dressed in colorful garnts.
Taiyi Produces Water, creating heaven and earth, becoming a god.
Due to Dragon and Tiger Mountain's destruction of temples, they lost that world, during that ti, everything seed peaceful and beautiful, most things didn't even have nas, people moved from one place to another, knowing not each other, yet feeling like kin.
The beauty of ancient tis may have vanished in an instant, rivers no longer clear, clouds no longer white, figures in colorful garnts gradually disappeared, talismanic sword-wielding Daoists replaced them, statues shattered, temples collapsed, replaced by stiff, stern sculptures of The Three Pure Ones.
The Goddess chanted loudly, her mournful lody filled with resentnt, Taiyi's heart stirred, two clear tears gracefully fell.
Just then,
an untily voice intruded abruptly.
"Yin Weiyin, where have you been?"
The Goddess hesitated slightly, Taiyi's tears stopped.
A mont later, a familiar figure slowly erged from the narrow mountain path, he looked around with interest at this wondrous place.
He rembered this place, had many impressions of it in his mory, had unknowingly entered here and held Yin Weiyin's hand, pointing at the statues and casually comnting...
Yin Weiyin also told him, Taiyi must return to the original world, only then could the residual spirits within the tower regain peace, they perhaps needed to part ways for a while, but living as long as the heavens and earth, even a thousand years was but a blink... At that ti, Chen Yi understood and agreed.
Many details flooded in, so there was no need to doubt anything... Chen Yi squinted slightly.
The Goddess Yin Weiyin stopped the sword, turned, gracefully approached, her voice gentle and soft: "Why have you co?"
"I can't co?" Chen Yi glanced at Taiyi and said, "What are you doing here?"
He completely ignored the surrounding statues, Everlasting Lamp, murals, even the tiniest details, the longer he stared, the more mories surfaced, the more mories surfaced, the more certain he beca, instead he focused on the two won.
Yin Weiyin wore a slight smile, slowly replied, "Wasn't this already settled? To send her back to this world, Taiyi Produces Water and creates heaven and earth, only then can the residual spirits within the tower find peace."
Before Chen Yi could speak, Taiyi followed and nodded: "Yes, Chen Yi you should go back now, Miss Yin will co soon, I'm returning, can't delay your wedding."
Both won said this, without any suspicion, Chen Yi's gaze narrowed, thus, could it be that he really was making a fuss over nothing... He took a deep breath and looked at Yin Weiyin, asking, "Then could we... get married together? Marry then leave?"
Yin Weiyin's gaze paused, after a mont of consideration, she generously said: "If you wish, naturally you can."
"How can that be possible?" Taiyi seed anxious, "She is the First Lady, not to ntion first co first served, solely regarding conflict between wife and concubine, it's not the concubine's fault, how can they marry together today?"
Yin Weiyin slightly nodded, seeming to agree, while Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, "Are you saying I should only marry Yin Weiyin and not you?"
This was hard to hear, Taiyi lowered her eyes, feeling a sting of bitterness, not knowing how to respond.
Chen Yi pressed on: "If I can only marry one of you, who should I marry?"
"It should definitely be her!"
Taiyi couldn't stop herself from crying aloud,
"She is breathtaking, a Heavenly Person, unparalleled in beauty, she is devoted to Mystical Cultivation, transcendent and refined, not just , even if Xi Shi and Diao Chan were reborn they couldn't compare, Changsun Xiaowen falls short of her by three points, it's just that no one is perfect, her only flaw is having none..."
Her tears fell like pearls, Chen Yi's mind buzzed, countless new mories surged, replacing the old ones, nurous details filled the Heart Lake, as if they all spoke of the sa thing.
Turning his face, he was t with her serene and ethereal visage, the Goddess spoke slowly: "If you must have it, then wed tonight, a millennium later..."
The Goddess' words abruptly stopped, her gaze slowly lowered, her widened eyes reflecting the blade of the Tai Sha Sword, it pierced her chest, directly penetrating her.
"Why, Chen, Chen Yi... no, hus, hus..."
The disbelieving expression froze on her face, the Goddess' sorrowful trembling voice still in her throat, Chen Yi's hand applied pressure again, her voice was silenced.
"Don't call husband,"
That familiar face was filled with pain and desolation, Chen Yi instinctively felt a twinge of pity, followed by sudden explosive fury,
"You are too lowly, not even close to being from my Great Yin!"
Sword Qi surged forth from the blade, the Goddess' figure covered in a web of cracks, like a spider web, her face gradually turned from pained to fierce.
The surrounding statues vibrated, twisting smiles appeared between their solemn brows, as "Yin Weiyin's" visage collapsed and shattered, an invisible residual spirit detached, unseen and ungraspable, only laughter, gradually turning to crazed laughter, heart-wrenching, like a bellows roaring.
Sudden changes fell into place, countless mories shattered in the mind, original mories gradually surfaced, Chen Yi's eyes blazed with fury, towering.
So it was, no, rather… in fact it was so.
Silently, the Wushan Goddess replaced their mories, even though there were abrupt points, when faced with abrupt matters, people tend to seek answers from mories.
And these so-called "answers" in mories were all the machination of the Wushan Goddess, trusting mories led one astray, plus Yin Weiyin, transford by the Wushan Goddess, possessed an elegant charm like dew and electricity, even Chen Yi couldn't help but fall into it.
Mad laughter spread, statues in all directions laughed, Everlasting Lamp burned fiercely, laughing bitterly and furiously, the Wushan Goddess suddenly rose, treading clouds, gradually revealed her true form within this Illusion Dream.
Her figure was exquisite like a delicate maiden, encasing a charming jade visage. Her eyes were bright and clear, dazzlingly beautiful and captivating, her appearance incomparable, her beauty unparalleled, radiant as the sunlight first illuminating the beams, as bright as the moon shining its light.
Graceful in solitude, yet swaying among the world.
Taiyi stared in bewildernt, even the most flawless Yin Weiyin in her heart, at this mont, seed evenly matched, needles at a wheat stalk, indistinguishable from each other.
However, familiar mockery echoed in her ears,
"Not as good as Yin Weiyin."
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