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As a new day slowly unfolds in the Orchid Sect, Yun Xiyue sits alone in a quiet study, her figure appearing somewhat lonely in the soft morning light. The scenery outside the window is peaceful and pleasant, filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers. However, her thoughts seem to have drifted far away, entangled in the argument with Mo Zetian from last night. Her brow is filled with the complexity and depth of her thoughts, and the words left by Mo Zetian linger in her mind like a haunting shadow.
She firmly decides to have a good face-to-face conversation with Mo Zetian to unravel the fog in her heart. Yun Xiyue rises and strides out of the study, heading towards the sword training grounds of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Mo Zetian was practicing on the sword field, his swordsmanship was fierce and precise, every strike exuded decisiveness and power. His figure moved swiftly in the sword light, and every swing of his sword carried the momentum of wind and thunder, shaking the surrounding air. However, from his eyes, it could be seen that he seemed to be going through an intense struggle and contemplation in his heart.
Standing quietly at the edge of the sword field, her gaze fixed on Mo Zetian's figure. She saw him completely focused on his swordsmanship, every movement appearing so concentrated and resolute, but at the same time, she could also sense the deep emotions behind his seemingly calm demeanor. At this moment, a complex emotion surged in her heart, with both an incomprehension towards Mo Zetian and a desire to unravel the fog in his heart.
She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and prepared to talk to him during the interval of sword practice at Mo Zetian, hoping to find a way to untie the knot in their hearts.
When Mo Zetian spotted the figure of Yun Xiyue, his swordsmanship faltered. He stopped his sword and walked towards Yun Xiyue with a hint of confusion and struggle in his eyes.
Yun Xiyue staring directly at Mo Zetian with a firm and straightforward tone: " Mo Zetian, we need to have a serious talk. I feel the need to clarify last night's argument."
Mo Zetian fell silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's talk."
The two of them arrived at a secluded courtyard and sat on a stone bench. Yun Xiyue spoke first: "My interaction with Liu Feichen is just ordinary communication, not what you think. Your misunderstanding makes me feel helpless."
There was a hint of pain on Mo Zetian's face, and his voice was low: "I know I went too far last night, but I really feel terrible. Seeing you getting close to someone else, I... I couldn't control my emotions."
Yun Xiyue Looking at Mo Zetian, my heart is in turmoil. She feels the sincerity and helplessness in Mo Zetian's words, which fills her heart with complex emotions. She speaks slowly, " Mo Zetian, we are both cultivators, we should understand that entanglement of emotions will only affect our cultivation. I can understand your jealousy and unease, but we need to learn to control our emotions."
Mo Zetian remains silent for a long time, then finally says in a low voice, "I understand what you mean. I'm sorry, I will try to control myself. It's just that, sometimes, the surge of emotions is not so easy to suppress."
Yun Xiyue revealed a hint of tenderness in their eyes: "I understand. But we must learn to face and overcome, this is the path we must take as cultivators."
Mo Zetian fell silent, the struggle in their eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a hint of determination. They took a deep breath and looked at Yun Xiyue: " Yun Xiyue, I will remember your words and not be disturbed by these emotions."
Yun Xiyue A slight smile released the tension in her heart. She felt the sincerity and determination of Mo Zetian, and understood his difficulties. Although this conversation did not completely dispel the misunderstandings between them, it at least eased their relationship slightly.
The two sat in the courtyard for a long time, until the night deepened, before they each left. On the way back, Yun Xiyue felt her worries gradually dissipate, replaced by anticipation and hope for the future. She understood that the conflicts between her and Mo Zetian had not been completely resolved, but she believed that as long as they treated each other sincerely, they would eventually find a solution.
However, Mo Zetian is more determined on the solitary path. He must focus more on cultivation and not let emotions sway his judgment.
Under the moonlight, the Orchid Sect is peaceful. In Yun Xiyue's heart, her feelings for Mo Zetian have deepened. She feels Mo Zetian's sincerity and is more certain of her choice.
Yun Xiyue left the meeting place with Mo Zetian, still feeling entangled emotions in her heart, but at least the misunderstanding had been slightly relieved. She decided to temporarily leave the Orchid Sect and embark on a brief training journey in hopes of sorting out her thoughts.
As Yun Xiyue entered the small village, a desolate scene unfolded before her eyes. The villagers had pale faces, clearly troubled by an unknown illness. Seeing this, a strong sense of responsibility surged in Yun Xiyue's heart, knowing that she couldn't stand by and do nothing.
Yun Xiyue has a somewhat irritable personality, but she is strong and compassionate at heart. She has decided to stay and help the villagers with her expertise in herbal medicine and medical skills. She visits every household, carefully examining the symptoms of each patient, often frowning in deep thought. Her movements are swift and powerful, showing her determination and professionalism.
In the process of talking with the villagers, Yun Xiyue demonstrates her straightforwardness and affability. Her questions are direct and caring, and she uses her medical knowledge to reassure the villagers' fears. Her gaze is firm, her tone is decisive, but at the same time, she also reveals a hint of gentleness.
"Don't worry, I will find out the cause of the illness," she said to an elderly woman, her eyes filled with confidence.
Through careful observation and analysis, Yun Xiyue gradually discovered the pattern of the disease and its possible causes. She searched for various herbs in the village, then brewed medicine in a simple hut. Every move she made revealed professionalism and focus, her brow furrowed as she concentrated on mixing the herbs.
After much effort, Yun Xiyue finally developed an effective prescription. A long-lost smile appeared on her face, not only because of the joy of success, but also because she could help these helpless villagers. She began distributing the medicine to the villagers, watching their conditions gradually improve, and her heart was filled with satisfaction and relief.
Mo Zetian stood at a high place in the Heavenly Sword Sect, his eyes gazing into the distance, with a subtle and imperceptible worry flashing in his eyes. When he learned that Yun Xiyue had gone to the small village alone, a complex emotion arose in his heart. Although he had a cold personality and direct speech, his concern for Yun Xiyue was deeply hidden in his heart. After some inner struggle, he decided to personally go to the small village to ensure Yun Xiyue's safety.
When Mo Zetian arrived at the village, the lingering glow of the sunset cast a long shadow of his figure. He saw Yun Xiyue busy interacting with the villagers, her gaze focused and her gestures steady as she instructed them on how to use the medicine. He quietly observed from the side, choosing not to disturb her immediately.
Yun Xiyue noticed Mo Zetian's arrival, a hint of surprise flickered in her eyes, followed by a comforting smile. She nodded at him, gesturing for him to come over.
Mo Zetian walked to the side of Yun Xiyue, his voice still cold but with a hint of concern: "Are you okay here?"
Yun Xiyue nodded and replied, "Everything is under control. Thank you for your concern, Mo Zetian." Her tone was straightforward, showing no concealment of her gratitude when facing Mo Zetian.
Mo Zetian didn't say much, but he began to quietly assist on the side with Yun Xiyue. Although he didn't say much, his actions were considerate and efficient. His silent support for Yun Xiyue made them feel a hint of warmth.
As time passed, Yun Xiyue's efforts finally paid off, effectively controlling the diseases in the village, and the villagers' conditions gradually improved. The villagers gathered around Yun Xiyue with gratitude on their faces. She smiled and accepted their thanks, but her eyes also revealed her gratitude for Mo Zetian's silent contributions.
Mo Zetian watched from the side, feeling even more admiration for Yun Xiyue. He saw that Yun Xiyue was not just an outstanding cultivator, but also a compassionate healer. Gradually, a deeper emotion began to show in his eyes.
During this time in the village, although Yun Xiyue and Mo Zetian didn't speak much, their hearts were quietly drawing closer. Yun Xiyue's strength and wisdom, along with Mo Zetian's care and support, gradually diminished the misunderstandings and barriers between them.
When Yun Xiyue was preparing to leave the village and return to the Orchid Sect, Mo Zetian quietly decided to accompany her on the journey back. As they walked side by side on the way back, they felt peaceful in their hearts.
Under the moonlight, the figures of the two gradually faded away, leaving behind an unforgettable experience and deep emotions.
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