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Three Realms Nine Levels, the atmosphere in each realm gradually stabilized, and the past conflicts and wars dissipated like fleeting clouds, gradually fading into the new era. And in the dawn of this peace, there is a place that particularly catches people's attention, that is the peak left by Xiaoxaio and Wuyin. This is not only where they were before their final mortal incarnation, but also the witness to their exchange of life for the peace of the three realms.
As time passed, representatives from various realms came to this peak. In order to commemorate the great contributions of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin to the peace of the three realms, they decided to erect a monument here. The monument is inscribed with the words "Born for peace, died for love," every word and phrase highlighting the greatness and sacrifice of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin.
Qingfeng, Bai Lu, and Zi Yun were once an indispensable part of Xiaoxaio's life, and outstanding figures in the Three Realms Nine Levels. Upon learning the news of the monument being erected on this peak, they came without hesitation, wanting to witness this moment personally and to express their endless nostalgia and respect for Xiaoxaio and Wuyin.
Qingfeng, once a proud descendant of the royal family, was filled with a pursuit of power and battles in his life. But at this moment, standing in front of the monument, looking at the stone inscribed with the names of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin, his heart was filled with inexplicable emotion. His figure was elongated by the lingering sunset, casting a shadow on the ancient stone path. This was the place where they had experienced countless storms and battles together, but now only the quiet monument remained, silently telling the stories of the past.
A gentle breeze blows, carrying a faint floral scent as Qingfeng's golden hair sways lightly. His eyes shimmer with complex emotions, a mix of pride, confusion, and deep regret. He slowly reaches out, lightly touching the name on the stone monument, as if trying to connect with the two souls that once opposed him.
"Perhaps I've been pursuing the wrong things all along. What truly matters is peace and love," Qingfeng speaks with a newfound humility and introspection. These words mark a profound awakening for someone who has always lived in a world of power and conflict.
He once thought that power and status were the greatest pursuits in life, but after losing the days of fighting alongside Xiaoxaio and Wuyin, he gradually realized that those sincere emotions and peaceful days were truly what people longed for and cherished.
Qingfeng withdrew his hand and turned to look at the distant mountains and setting sun, a determination rising in his heart like never before: "From now on, I will use my power to protect the peace of this land, making love and warmth the main theme of this world." His voice grew even more resolute, bidding farewell to the past and making a promise to the future.
At this turning point, Qingfeng's inner world underwent a profound transformation. He was no longer the royal descendant who only pursued power and battle, but a guardian with a mission of redemption. The path ahead would not be smooth, but he understood that this was the true pursuit of his life.
Bai Lu, a bounty hunter in the martial world, had a life filled with countless battles. As he stood in front of the monument engraved with the name Xiaoxaio, his posture was relaxed, seemingly out of place in the solemn atmosphere. However, who could know that beneath his seemingly unrestrained exterior, a storm was raging in his heart.
His fingers unconsciously rubbed the short sword at his waist, which had been his companion for many years, witnessing countless battles and victories. However, at this moment, those victories seemed so insignificant.
Bai Lu sighed softly and murmured to himself, " Xiaoxaio, do you know that in this martial world, I have never felt both admiration and helplessness towards anyone as I do towards you." His tone carried a hint of playfulness, yet revealed deep emotions.
He recalled every encounter with Xiaoxaio, the stimulating and wise competition that left him both frustrated and fascinated. And every time they worked together, Xiaoxaio's calm and wise performance made him admire her even more.
"You know, Xiaoxaio, every time I spar with you, I learn something new. Your calm gaze always helps me stay focused in battle," Bai Lu said with a hint of a smile, as if reminiscing about those past times.
He turned and looked into the distance, determination flashing in his eyes: "But now, you're gone, leaving me to face this complicated world alone. However, rest assured, I will continue to move forward, living my own brilliant life in my own way."
Bai Lu's figure appeared particularly lonely under the setting sun, but his steps remained firm. His life may be filled with battles and unruliness, but deep down, his admiration and emotions for Xiaoxaio are something that no storm can erase.
Zi Yun, an assassin from a mysterious organization, lived a life filled with coldness and silence. But when he stood in front of this monument, unprecedented emotions surged within him. Standing alone in front of the silent monument, surrounded by gentle winds and drooping branches, his usually cold demeanor seemed to be moved by an invisible emotion at that moment. The monument bore the name Xiaoxaio, and each word felt like a heavy blow to his heart.
His gaze was deep as he stared at the stone monument, as if trying to converse with Xiaoxaio through its cold surface. The corners of Zi Yun' mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately chose silence, as his silence contained emotions deeper than words.
The Zi Yun are filled with complex emotions. He used to be such a cold and ruthless person, where any emotions were deemed unnecessary during missions. However, since meeting Xiaoxaio, since silently guarding her on countless nights, his heart has started to change ever so slightly.
He gently reaches out, wanting to touch the words on the monument, but ultimately stops in mid-air. Zi Yun's voice finally breaks the silence: " Xiaoxaio, can you feel in the spirit of the heavens, that there was once someone, in a place unknown to you, silently watching over you."
The wind continued to gently blow, and the figure of Zi Yun appeared particularly lonely in front of the monument, but there was an unprecedented determination in his eyes. From now on, he will carry the memory of Xiaoxaio and continue to move forward, seeking his own path in this world.
In this quiet moment, Zi Yun ’s heart is filled with sorrow, but also with a new determination. He is no longer just a cold-blooded assassin; he also has his own beliefs and memories to protect. Xiaoxaio's departure taught him to cherish and showed him that even in this tumultuous world, he can still have a gentle heart.
Three people stood silently in front of the monument for a long time, their hearts filled with endless nostalgia and respect for Xiaoxaio and Wuyin. The choice of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin not only changed the fate of the Three Realms Nine Levels, but also deeply influenced their lives.
At the towering peak, a newly erected monument stood amidst the wind and clouds. It not only commemorated the sacrifices made by Xiaoxaio and Wuyin for love and peace, but also symbolized a new belief and strength. On this day, many warriors of the Three Realms Nine Levels gathered here to express their deepest respect to these heroes.
Qingfeng, Bai Lu, and Zi Yun were also in the crowd. They walked to the front of the monument and faced the stone tablet engraved with the names Xiaoxaio and Wuyin, each feeling a surge of complex emotions.
Qingfeng stood straight, his eyes carrying a subtle and hard-to-detect sorrow, but more so, determination and respect. He softly said, "Your names will be remembered by future generations, and the sacrifices you made for peace will inspire every one of us." With that, he took out an exquisite jade pendant from his bosom and gently placed it in front of the monument, a special tribute to the heroes.
Bai Lu patted Zi Yun on the shoulder in his usual humorous style and said, "Hey, Zi Yun, you don't have to be so cold this time. Even you have to admit that Xiaoxaio and Wuyin are really amazing." He then took out a delicate little knife from his pocket, symbolizing his identity as a bounty hunter, and gently placed it next to the jade pendant as a tribute to his comrades.
Zi Yun remained silent, but in his usually indifferent eyes, a hint of softness could be seen at that moment. He walked slowly to the monument, bowed deeply, paying his highest respects to Xiaoxaio and Wuyin. He also took out a purple ribbon from his pocket, symbolizing the deep and complex emotions between him and Xiaoxaio, and quietly tied it to the stone monument.
The series of actions by the three individuals in front of the monument expressed their deepest nostalgia and respect for Xiaoxaio and Wuyin, without many words. The spirits of these two heroes will forever remain in the Three Realms Nine Levels, serving as a shining example for future generations.
As time passes, this monument has not only become a place of remembrance for Xiaoxaio and Wuyin, but also a symbol of peace for the Three Realms Nine Levels. Every year, countless people come here not only to commemorate the great heroes, but also to express their appreciation and pursuit of peace.
In such a peaceful atmosphere, Three Realms Nine Levels has begun a new chapter. The relationships between various realms have become more harmonious, and people have started to cherish the present peace and tranquility even more. The story of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin has become a legendary inspiration for future generations, and their names will be forever engraved in the history of Three Realms Nine Levels, shining eternally upon everyone who comes after.
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