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The footsteps of the great war draw closer, and the air within the Orchid Sect seems to grow heavier. On this night, the moonlight is pure, and the stars are scattered sparsely across the deep night sky, adding a touch of poetry to the calm before the impending storm.
Yun Xiyue stands in a corner of the training ground, her eyes gazing into the distance as if seeking auspicious signs for the impending battle from the arrangement of the stars. Mo Zetian quietly walks to her side, without speaking, only joining her in gazing up at the sky.
"These days, you've worked hard." Mo Zetian finally spoke, his voice low but with a subtle tenderness that was hard to detect.
Yun Xiyue turned his head, a pair of bright, star-like eyes carrying a smile: "We are all the same, for the sake of the sect, for the peace of the immortal realm, it's all worth it."
Mo Zetian He nodded slightly and then looked towards the distant mountains. The peaks appeared even more majestic and mysterious in the night. He said lightly, "I often think, if we were not born in this world of cultivating immortality, would we have a simpler life, without the need to worry about power and battles."
Yun Xiyue Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but smile lightly. "It's rare to hear you speak so sentimentally. But I believe that even in the most ordinary world, with you and me, there will be something extraordinary for us."
Mo Zetian As our eyes met, a mysterious light flashed in her eyes. "Do you mean to say that you believe we have an indispensable connection between us?"
Yun Xiyue Without avoiding his gaze, she nodded firmly. "Of course. In these days, whether it's devising strategies or preparing to confront the Abyss Lord, I cannot imagine doing it without you."
Mo Zetian After listening, a faint smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. I turned and sat on the nearby stone steps, gesturing for Yun Xiyue to come and sit. "Tell me, along this journey, what was the most unforgettable moment for you?"
Yun Xiyue walked over and sat down gently, absentmindedly fiddling with the light sword at her waist, Orchid Shadow. "It should be the first time we discussed strategy together. Your icy attitude almost made me think you were a spy sent by the Abyss Lord." She recalled the scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Mo Zetian listened and laughed, "Back then, you were like a little wild beast, anything that touched your bottom line could make you explode. But it was that refusal to give in that made me see the hope of the Orchid Sect."
Yun Xiyue looked at him and the smile in her eyes deepened, "What about you? Was there a moment that left a deep impression on you?"
Mo Zetian After giving it some thought, with a calm yet subtly gentle tone, "During our plan to counter the Abyss Lord, there was a quiet night when I saw you alone in the library studying the enemy's situation. At that moment, you were deeply focused, but also seemed so lonely with a furrowed brow. It was then that I suddenly realized that you are not just a leader, but also a woman with worries and vulnerabilities."
Hearing this, Yun Xiyue felt a slight tremor in her heart. She hadn't expected that her state of mind on that night had been noticed by him. She softly said, "It was indeed difficult at that time, feeling the weight of responsibility on my shoulders like a mountain, afraid that I couldn't bear it."
Mo Zetian Turning his head, he looked straight at her: "But you are not fighting alone. I, along with fellow practitioners from various sects, stand with you."
Yun Xiyue She looked deeply into his eyes, with a determined glint: "I understand, and I believe that as long as we work together, we can surely overcome any challenge."
The two fell into silence once again, but this time, the silence was filled with unspoken understanding.
Unconsciously, the night grew darker, and the cool night breeze gently swept away some of the weariness.
The gentle night breeze brought a hint of chill. Noticing this, he took off his outer garment and draped it lightly over her shoulders. Turning to see his gesture, she couldn't help but smile, "Are you afraid I'll turn into an ice sculpture and won't have the strength to fight later?"
He smiled slightly, "If you really turned into an ice sculpture, I'm afraid our planned 'sudden attack' would be ruined. After all, I'm still counting on you to show off your skills on the battlefield."
Yun Xiyue He pursed his lips, seemingly both resigned and amused by this half-joking, half-serious response: "Come to think of it, did you often speak like this when you were at the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Mo Zetian His eyebrow raised, a playful glint in his eye: "Speak? Are you praising me or mocking me? At the Heavenly Sword Sect, most of the time I was called 'Sword Immortal,' and the people there were more in awe than friendly."
Yun Xiyue couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Reverence? That's really cold. However, being called 'Sword Immortal', your accomplishments in swordsmanship are indeed extraordinary."
Mo Zetian Looking into the distance, after a moment of silence, suddenly spoke: "When I was very young, I was sent to the Heavenly Sword Sect. At that time, I was quite curious about the world of cultivating immortality, but also filled with fear. Every day, I had to face endless cultivation, the loneliness and pain that came with it, is something others can hardly imagine."
Yun Xiyue Turning her head, she listened carefully to his sharing, furrowing her brows slightly as if she could sense the hidden bitterness in his words: "So, what made you persist?"
Mo Zetian She smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Perhaps it's my inherent stubbornness, and a determination not to lose to fate. I always tell myself that as long as I work hard, one day I will surpass all of this and become a true sword immortal."
Yun Xiyue After listening, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Your perseverance is truly admirable, no wonder you have achieved what you have today."
Mo Zetian Smiled slightly and then changed the subject, "What about you? The process of becoming the leader of the Orchid Sect should not have been easy either, right?"
Yun Xiyue sighed and a glint of reminiscence flashed in her eyes: "My story may not be as tumultuous as yours. Orchid Sect may not be large, but I was groomed as the heir since I was young. My parents always had strict expectations of me, hoping that I would become an outstanding leader and guide Orchid Sect to revival."
"But such expectations must have brought you a lot of pressure, right?" asked Mo Zetian.
"Indeed," Yun Xiyue smiled bitterly. "The pressure often leaves me breathless, and sometimes I even question myself, wondering if I am truly suitable for this position. But at times like this, I think of the teachings of my ancestors and the expectations of everyone in the Orchid Sect, which makes it impossible for me to give up."
Mo Zetian nodded, seeming to ponder. "We all carry our own missions, perhaps this is what they call destiny."
The two fell into silence once again, but this time, they both felt each other's determination and unease. This kind of resonance deepened their relationship.
After a moment of silence, Yun Xiyue suddenly broke the silence, glancing at Mo Zetian with a mischievous tone, saying, " Mo Zetian, can't you say a few words on your own? Do I have to speak first for you to respond?"
Mo Zetian Slightly turning my head, I glanced at her and calmly responded, "If you don't speak up, how would you know I wouldn't say it?"
Yun Xiyue Couldn't help but laugh, the laughter was crisp and joyful, like a clear spring in the valley, flowing with natural delight. "Alright, alright, it seems your mood is good today, you're actually willing to joke with me."
Mo Zetian also revealed a rare shallow smile, which appeared particularly gentle in the moonlight. "Perhaps it's because I feel naturally better when I'm with you."
"Pretending to be surprised, she covered her mouth and said, 'Wow, Mo Zetian, did you take the wrong medicine today? How come you suddenly became so eloquent?'"
Mo Zetian shook his head and regained his usual calm demeanor, "This just proves that you don't understand me. After spending so much time with you, I naturally learned how to deal with it."
This kind of conversation made the atmosphere between the two of them more relaxed. Yun Xiyue leaned against the tree trunk, gently tilting his head back, looking up at the sky, with a hint of emotion in his tone, " Mo Zetian, do you think, after all this is over, we can find a place with no one around and take a good rest?"
Mo Zetian He turned to look at her, a thoughtful look in his eyes, then nodded. "Yes, after everything is over, we can go anywhere you want."
Yun Xiyue She smiled satisfactorily, turned around, and reached out her hand to Mo Zetian. "Then it's a promise, no backing out."
Mo Zetian Reaching out, he tightly held her hand, "It's a promise."
At that moment, a rooster crowed in the distance, breaking the silence of the night. Yun Xiyue Standing up, he stretched lazily, "It looks like dawn is approaching, we should go back and get ready. Today, it's going to be a tough battle."
Mo Zetian also stood up, his figure appearing more upright in the faint light of early morning: "We cannot let Abyss Lord succeed, and we cannot let our people sacrifice in vain."
Yun Xiyue walked to his side, with a determined look: "No matter the outcome today, we must give it our all. Even if we fight to the last person, we will never back down."
Mo Zetian Turning my head, I looked deeply into her eyes, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, I just softly said, "We will definitely win, not just for ourselves, but also for this world."
Yun Xiyue With a slight smile, that smile carried an indomitable courage, "Then let us hold our heads high and face this battle."
Mo Zetian nodded, and the two of them walked towards the direction of Orchid Sect. The first light of dawn had quietly climbed up the horizon, blessing their upcoming battle with the dawn.
As they walked back to their sect, the two of them didn't speak anymore, their hearts filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
When they arrived at the sect, it was already bright outside. They each returned to their rooms to tidy up, then gathered all their fellow disciples to begin the final preparations for battle.
This day was an important one for the Orchid Sect, and for the cultivation world as a whole. Regardless of the outcome, this battle would become an indelible memory in their lives.
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