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I stood on the high platform of Yin Ming Hall, gazing at the distant sea of clouds, my heart unable to find peace for a long time.
Xie Wuyuan stood behind me, his presence like a shadow.
"What are you thinking about?" His voice was low, tinged with a hint of probing.
I took a deep breath and turned to face him. In that moment, I had come to a realization. Perhaps fate had given me a second chance to change everything.
"I accept your feelings," I said, looking directly into his eyes, each word deliberate. "But I have one condition."
A flicker of surprise crossed Xie Wuyuan's eyes, quickly replaced by his usual composure. "What is the condition?"
"Let go of your hatred and do not walk down the path of destruction again."
He fell silent, his gaze filled with struggle and hesitation, but ultimately, he nodded. "For you, I am willing to try."
On that day, Yin Ming Hall trembled with excitement. The Hall Master had established a relationship with an enigmatic woman, and this news swept through the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm like a whirlwind.
"Is the Hall Master really enchanted by that woman?"
"I heard she persuaded the Hall Master to abandon his plans for revenge!"
"Impossible! The Hall Master's hatred runs deep; how could he let it go so easily?"
Rumors swirled endlessly, but Xie Wuyuan remained indifferent. He began to follow my advice, step by step changing the way Yin Ming Hall operated.
The first step was to release the Innocent Monk held captive in the dungeon.
"Most of these people have merely offended some powerful figures or happened to get caught up in disputes," I said, flipping through the case files as I spoke to Xie Wuyuan. "By freeing them, you can actually win the hearts of the people."
Xie Wuyuan pondered for a moment before waving his hand to give the order. As those Cultivation practitioners left with gratitude, a complex expression flickered in his eyes.
"How does it feel?" I asked.
"Strange," he replied softly. "I thought I would regret it, but instead, I feel an unprecedented sense of relief."
The second step was to cease the covert attacks on the Orthodox Sect.
"Hate only breeds more hate," I said, holding his hand. "Your father's death back then may have had other implications."
Xie Wuyuan's gaze sharpened. "What do you know?"
"I just feel that things are not that simple," I carefully chose my words. "If the Righteous Path truly wanted to eliminate your father, why would they leave you as a potential threat?"
This question planted a seed in Xie Wuyuan's heart. He began sending people to secretly investigate the truth behind his father's death.
The changes within Yin Ming Hall were gradual. Xie Wuyuan ordered an end to some of the shady dealings and started establishing connections with the Upright Sects. Initially, the Orthodox Sect was skeptical, but over time, relations between both sides began to ease.
I also started participating in the daily affairs of Yin Ming Hall. At first, many elders were wary of me as an outsider, but with my past experiences and wisdom from this life, I quickly demonstrated considerable management skills.
"There is a problem with the distribution of these spiritual herbs," I said, pointing at the ledger to Xie Wuyuan. "The disciples below are not receiving enough resources."
Xie Wuyuan frowned. "Who is responsible for this?"
"Elder Zhao."
His gaze turned cold. "I will handle it."
"Don't rush," I held him back. "Let me take care of this. Allow me to try."
I approached Elder Zhao, not to accuse him, but to engage him in a lengthy discussion under the guise of seeking his advice. During our conversation, I discovered that he was not embezzling; rather, he had his own concerns.
"These spiritual herbs are precious. Giving them to disciples with mediocre talent is simply a waste," Elder Zhao explained.
"But everyone has the potential to grow," I countered. "Who can definitively say that today's mediocrity won't become tomorrow's brilliance?"
After a heartfelt exchange, Elder Zhao finally agreed to adjust the distribution plan. Following this incident, the attitude of everyone in Yin Ming Hall towards me changed significantly.
In the quiet of the night, Xie Wuyuan often held me close and shared his past. I realized that this seemingly cold and ruthless Yin Ming Hall Master harbored deep wounds within.
"I was only seven when my father died," he said softly. "At that time, Yin Ming Hall was nearly wiped out by the Righteous Path; it was several elders who risked their lives to bring me out."
"You have been living in hatred all this time," I said as I caressed his face.
"Besides hatred, I don't know what else there could be," he said, his voice tinged with bitterness. "Until I met you."
I looked at him, ripples of emotion stirring within me. This man, once my most feared enemy, had now become my closest companion.
"You showed me another possibility," he gazed into my eyes, filled with the vastness of stars and oceans, "a life without hatred."
I helped Xie Wuyuan manage the affairs of Yin Ming Hall, gradually unraveling the knots in his heart. I discovered that deep down, he was a person of great responsibility, caring for everyone in Yin Ming Hall. Yet years of hatred had blinded him, making him forget his true self.
As time passed, Xie Wuyuan grew increasingly reliant on me and fell deeper in love. His gaze transformed from possessiveness to one of gentle affection.
"If it weren't for you, I can't imagine what I would have become," he whispered one night as he held me close.
I leaned against him, but a flicker of unease crossed my mind. My foresight warned me that this peaceful time would not last long. An unprecedented crisis was looming, threatening the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, including Yin Ming Hall.
"What's wrong?" Xie Wuyuan noticed my unease.
I shook my head, choosing not to share my premonition. He had begun to walk the Righteous Path, and I didn't want to burden him further.
But I knew that this crisis would inevitably arrive. When it did, we would have to make a choice.
And I was already prepared.
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