dognovel Chapter 454 I waited for years to finally meet him, this pure Yang soul!
Chapter 454 I waited for years to finally meet him, this pure Yang soul!
Qingyan walked slowly around Xu Wan, her slender fingers occasionally brushing against Xu Wan's Taoist robe.
Xu Wan looked up in confusion:
"What are you looking at me for?"
Qingyan stopped, her fingertips gently stroking the puppet's face, her eyes filled with desire.
"I waited a thousand years to finally encounter this pure Yang soul!"
Xu Wan's heart tightened.
If this drags on any longer, Xuanqing's life will be in danger!
"Qing Yan!"
Xu Wan suddenly stepped forward, took Qingyan's hand, and pleaded earnestly:
"Then you should release the soul-binding spell from Xuanqing's body!"
"His breath is very weak now. If it's not relieved soon, I'm afraid..."
"Let go!"
Qingyan abruptly shook off Xu Wan's hand, her anger blazing even brighter!
"I can't solve it, he owes me this! He lied to me!!"
Xu Wan sighed in exasperation.
He could only say in a soft voice:
"What did he lie to you about? I'll go back and talk to him, and make him apologize to you."
Qingyan gripped the puppet tightly in her hand, and a feeling of displeasure arose in her heart.
"You and Xuanqing are more than just fellow disciples, aren't you?!"
Xu Wan stared at Qing Yan's face, which was filled with jealousy.
He didn't say anything, but just smiled slightly!
Then, she walked slowly to the stone platform, her skirt swaying gently, and sat down gracefully.
Seeing this, Qingyan frowned, quickly stepped forward, and let out a soft snort:
"Hmph, this is my territory, not yours. I didn't even let you sit down!"
Xu Wan remained unmoved, her gaze as calm as still water.
"Qingyan, since you truly want to be with Xuanqing, then you must call me Master."
She tilted her head slightly, and her aura made Qingyan take a half step back!
"Actually... Xuanqing was once my disciple."
"Disciple...disciple..."
Qingyan was struck dumb, and the puppet in her hands almost fell.
She opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
"Are you master and disciple?"
Xu Wan slowly rose, her robes fluttering, and smiled mysteriously:
"nature!"
"Back when we were in the human world, we became friends after a fight."
"He lost to me twice in a row, and then he became my disciple!"
Her words were soft, yet each one was like a needle, piercing Qingyan's heart.
Seeing that Xu Wan's expression was calm and she didn't seem to be lying, Qingyan's shock gradually turned into a glimmer of hope.
She carefully placed the puppet inside her wide sleeves, her hands unconsciously twisting her gauze skirt, her voice trembling slightly:
"Then...can you make him like me? And only like me?"
Xu Wan gently patted Qingyan's shoulder, a cool sensation spreading through her fingertips:
“This is not a difficult task, but you must first remove the soul-binding spell from Xuanqing’s body.”
"That soul-binding spell not only bound his freedom, but also distorted his emotions."
"If you want to stay together sincerely, you must first learn to let go of your obsessions and be a good person."
Qingyan stared blankly at Xu Wan as the mountain breeze swept by, scattering the stray hairs on her forehead.
Qingyan bit her lower lip, her fingertips digging deeply into her palm, her voice trembling:
How can I let go?
"I...I'm willing to solve it!"
"But you must promise me that he will marry me someday! In this life, he will only have me!"
Xu Wan felt utterly helpless and could only nod slightly.
"I'll tell him when I get back."
"But you must remember, love cannot be forced..."
"I really hope you can treat him well, and treat him with sincerity, instead of using magic to bind him."
A hint of relief flashed in Qingyan's eyes, mixed with an indescribable bitterness.
She slowly took the wooden puppet out of her sleeve and gently stroked the puppet's brow with her fingertips.
She closed her eyes, and willow leaves rose gracefully from her sleeves, her body enveloped in a pale blue halo.
"The Soul-Binding Bond is based on love and blood."
Qingyan chanted softly, her right hand forming a lotus mudra, and her left hand gently touching the puppet's heart.
In an instant, fine golden lines, as thin as hair, appeared in the puppet's eyes, meandering across its entire body like living snakes.
She bit her fingertip, and a drop of bright red blood hung in mid-air.
Qingyan softly chanted an incantation, and the blood droplet slowly merged into the puppet's brow. The golden threads trembled and peeled off the puppet's body, turning into starlight that dissipated into the night sky.
"The soul is drawn back to its rightful place."
Qingyan's voice grew weaker, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She clasped her hands together, and the puppet transformed into a wisp of green smoke in her palms, drifting away on the mountain breeze.
Qingyan stumbled, but Xu Wan caught her shoulder in time.
Beneath the willow tree, Qingyan's eyes glistened with tears:
"I've broken the spell of his love, and I hope he can accept me!"
Pfft!
She suddenly knelt down before Xu Wan and smiled slightly:
"Master, please take me to him."