Chapter 1455: Merfolk Tears 5
Chapter 1455: Merfolk Tears 5
Shortly after the Kirin Palace incident, a historic conflict broke out between the Bahuang Continent and the Wuji Continent.
The Eight Blood Stars descended upon the world, and ultimately, under the combined efforts of the Mixed Blood Heavenly Fox Yun Sheng and Holy Infant Ye Beiming, the Wuji Continent triumphed over the Bahuang Continent.
The whereabouts of Black Qilin King Ye Xiu became a mystery, while Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming also retired to pastoral life. Between the two continents, the Dutian Blood Seal was broken, thus starting an unprecedented period of peaceful coexistence in history.
Zi took over the position of Clan Leader from the Di Clan Leader, officially becoming the Clan Leader of the Di Clan.
After becoming the Clan Leader, for a long time, Zi focused on reorganizing the Di Clan, while the Old Clan Chief kept urging him to marry quickly.
"Lu hasn’t married either, I’m not in a rush." Zi always dismissed it with a smile.
"Lu isn’t marrying because of Medical Buddha Yun Sheng, who are you waiting for?" The Old Clan Chief, cornered, threw out a question.
Indeed, Lu postponed marriage because of Yun Sheng, but what about him? For whom is he waiting?
Zi fell into silence, and countless nights, he would stand under the night sky, recalling those nights in Tianyong City.
Time after time, he asked himself, what he truly longed for, was it "Tears," or was it Rita?
The new Eight Desolate Conference was about to be held, after the Hei Qilin Tribe’s fall, the present conference was now jointly hosted by the Jiuluan Clan and the Hua Clan.
Zi received an invitation and headed to the Hua Clan’s Luochuan City.
Upon entering Luochuan City, Zi had held onto some hope that he might meet Rita again, yet even as the eve of the conference approached, he still hadn’t seen her.
This left a subtle pang of disappointment in Zi’s heart.
One night, Zi stood alone in a separate pavilion and heard some rustling sounds.
He saw two sneaky little figures squeezing in through a nearby dog hole.
The two little boys were identical, with big round eyes, thick eyebrows, and both had a small red vermilion mark on their foreheads, clearly a pair of twins.
"Brother, why do I feel scared?" The second little boy glanced around the dark courtyard, feeling a bit afraid.
"Stop fussing. Do you want to see the legendary Unicorn or not?" The first little boy was more daring, cautiously sweeping his gaze around.
He had finally convinced their mother and father to bring them to Luochuan City.
He heard this yard housed a very beautiful Unicorn, so he sneaked out with his brother. Suddenly, the young boy felt a huge cloud drift over his head, and the surrounding light dimmed abruptly; he looked up.
"Ah— a ghost!"
"Such a pretty ghost!"
The first and second boys said in unison.
Zi felt a sense of powerlessness, and he grabbed each boy by the arm.
"Which clan leader’s children are you? This is the Di Clan’s separate pavilion, you can’t wander here." These two boys appeared brimming with Spiritual Energy. Despite their young age, one had strong Magic Waves and the other had abundant fighting spirit, clearly not from ordinary backgrounds.
"Brother, what do we do?" The second boy looked afraid.
"What can we do?" The first boy pursed his lips.
"Sister, help us!!!" they shouted in loud voices, shaking the entire pavilion.
"Ling Ri, Ling Guang, you two idiots, you’re in trouble again." Suddenly, a little girl rushed in from the other side of the wall.
The little girl seemed around eight or nine years old, with a lovely face and beautiful eyes, bearing some resemblance to the two boys.
Judging by the appearance of these charming little ones, their parents must indeed be remarkable individuals.
Seeing her mischievous brothers being held up, the little girl wasn’t afraid. Her lively eyes spun around.
"Handsome Uncle, you must be the leader of the Di Clan, right? My name is Ye Lingyue, these are my brothers. They were curious and ventured in to see the Unicorn. I hope you can forgive them this once." The little girl showed no Magic or fighting spirit waves, yet her composed speech and demeanor were mature beyond her age.
Ye... Zi immediately understood.
These three were the children of that couple, no wonder they were so different.
Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming, indeed it was heard they had a daughter and a pair of twin sons.
Being the children of old friends, Zi naturally wouldn’t make it difficult for them, and he released Ye Lingri and Ye Lingguang.
"The Eight Desolate Conference has ended. Why haven’t you left?" These three, especially the older girl, gave Zi a favorable impression.
"We’re waiting to attend Aunt Rita’s wedding." Ye Lingyue eyed Zi, noticing this legendary Di Clan leader was indeed handsome, although slightly less so compared to her father.
Rita’s wedding?
Upon hearing the news, Zi’s expression changed slightly.
"Are you referring to Rita Clan Chief of the Bimong Clan?" Zi’s voice turned peculiar.
"Yes, Aunt Rita and my mother are good friends. She’s set to marry a warrior from the Bimong Clan in a few days." Little Ling Yue blinked.
"How could it be..." Zi felt his heart sink bit by bit.
"Handsome Uncle, do you know my Aunt Rita?" Little Ling Yue curiously asked.
"We... are old acquaintances." Zi said, with difficulty.
"Then why didn’t she inform you about her wedding?" Little Ling Yue’s curiosity grew.
"Because of some misunderstandings, she doesn’t want to see me." Inside, Zi bitterly smiled, thinking Rita probably avoided even the Eight Desolate Conference just to elude him.
"If she doesn’t want to meet you, you can go find her. Why are you adults so stubborn?" Little Ling Yue pouted.
Right... she’s avoiding him, but he could go find her.
"Thank you, little girl, for reminding me." Zi felt a sense of enlightenment, the answer he struggled to find suddenly became clear.
Rita’s wedding illuminated for him what lay in his heart: his true feelings were for Rita.
After Zi left, Ye Lingri and Ye Lingguang weakly spoke up.
"Sister, why did you trick that handsome uncle? Aunt Rita couldn’t attend the Eight Desolate Conference because Mother gave her a micro-plastic surgery. She’s not marrying anyone."
They had wanted to voice this earlier, but upsetting their sister had severe consequences, so they restrained themselves.
"Hmph, what do you know, Mother told me to do it." Little Ling Yue smirked wickedly. Mother called this "incitement."
Under the vibrant moonlight, Rita sat alone in a pavilion.
Had it not been for Yun Sheng’s persistent persuasion, she wouldn’t have attended the Eight Desolate Conference.
She wished to see that man but feared it.
Ultimately, she couldn’t resist coming, and upon Yun Sheng’s suggestion, she underwent a minor procedure known as "micro-plastic surgery."
Yun Sheng said she wasn’t unattractive, just needed a small adjustment to her nose.
"Ah." Rita sighed softly.
"Rita." That voice from behind made Rita’s body tremble. She hesitated, not daring to turn back.
"Rita, I’m sorry it took me so long to realize everything." Zi approached. "It’s you I love, not Tears. Would you stay with me forever?"
Rita still didn’t turn around, hardly believing her ears.
"You said Merfolk can’t shed tears, because once they do, they turn into mere foam. I swear, I’ll never make you cry again. Whether you are beautiful or not, I love only your heart." When Zi said this, Rita couldn’t hold back anymore. Crying, she rushed into Zi’s embrace.
Years later, Rita was finally aware of Yun Sheng’s words.
Beauty and ugliness lie within one’s heart; if he loves you, what harm in being a Bimong girl.
A Merfolk doesn’t shed tears, not out of fear of dying, but because she found a man who would never make her cry again.