Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 1154 Seeking a Reunion, Tears Flow in Vain

Love in this mortal world is like a dream: meeting too late or too early, but never regretting meeting at all.

There is a Feilai Peak in Luowu Ancient City, located in the Wuxing Palace area directly east of the ancient city. At the top of Feilai Peak is a tower called Qianxun Tower.

The morning glow fades, and the red sun hangs high in the sky.

Shen Yichen and Ji Xuanren arrived at the foot of Feilai Peak. Before they arrived, the sound of a zither could be heard.

Shen Yichen stood at the foot of the mountain, gazing at the Thousand-Seeking Pagoda on the summit. The music came from there. Although Feilai Peak is called a peak, it is not actually very high.

Shen Yichen turned to look at Ji Xuanren and said softly:

"Wait for me here!"

Ji Xuanren bowed slightly but did not respond.

Shen Yichen took out the purple jade flute and slowly climbed Feilai Peak.

The zither and flute played in harmony, their melodies lingering and beautiful.

It is said that music can touch people's hearts, and Shen Yichen and Ji Xuanyan were listening to each other's unspoken words.

Whether Ji Xuanyan is dressed in white or black, Shen Yichen's feelings for her are rather complicated.

There are only two people in this world who understand Shen Yichen the most: Ji Xuanyan and Sister Qing. Shen Yichen has a secret that only these two people know: the Emperor Tree Sapling in his dantian.

Clearly, Ji Xuanyan kept this secret for him. As for Sister Qing, Shen Yichen really didn't know the specifics of her situation, and he had no time to worry about it now.

Therefore, no matter what his master's wife said, no matter what Ji Xuanren said, Shen Yichen trusted Ji Xuanyan very much in his heart. However, Shen Yichen really could not agree with some of Ji Xuanyan's actions.

Ji Xuanyan knew Shen Yichen would come. She knew it when Shen Yichen met Ji Xuanren, because there was a branch of the Tianji Pavilion in Luowu Ancient City, which was the brothel that Shen Yichen and the little Taoist boy had seen.

Ji Xuanyan, dressed in a flowing black dress with thin sleeves and without a veil, sat alone on the top floor of the Thousand Search Tower, playing the guqin. She was waiting for Shen Yichen.

Ji Xuanyan really wanted to see Shen Yichen, but as for whether it was love, Ji Xuanyan truly didn't know.

Gu Yebai, the leader of the Xuantian Sect and an observer, gave Ji Xuanyan an answer—she had fallen in love!

The music of the zither carries emotion, and the music of the flute carries longing; that is enough.

Shen Yichen gazed at the Thousand-Seeking Tower from afar. He had already seen the peerless beauty Ji Xuanyan. Although it was just a silhouette, Shen Yichen felt that Ji Xuanyan was still the most beautiful woman in the world.

Shen Yichen put away the purple jade flute, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards the Thousand-Seeking Tower.

Ji Xuanyan stopped playing the zither and turned to look at the bronze mirror hanging on the wall.

Looking at the familiar face in the mirror, Ji Xuanyan was surprised to see a look of nervousness on her face. She touched her hair behind her ear and a smile appeared on her lips.

On the way to the Thousand-Seeking Tower, Shen Yichen and Shen Yichen looked at each other quietly, without joy or sorrow, without resentment or worry, only two genuine smiles on their faces.

Shen Yichen finally faced his feelings for Ji Xuanyan. It didn't matter which kind of emotion it was, love or hate. Shen Yichen really just wanted to get closer to Ji Xuanyan.

A woman of unparalleled beauty is irresistible to any man, especially one as romantic as Shen Yichen!

"Sister Yan, whether it's the path of the martial world or the love of the mortal realm, I once thought that when the mountains are at their lowest point, the moon would appear, and when the snow falls, the plum blossoms would appear. But as I've come this far, I've finally come to understand that when the mountains are at their lowest point, the clouds will obscure the moon, and when the snow falls, the wind will blow the plum blossoms. I miss you!"

Shen Yichen stopped at the foot of the Thousand-Seeking Tower. The wind blew by, and he smiled gently, looking handsome and unrestrained.

"Clouds disperse, warming the mountains; plum blossoms fall, bathing in the morning sun of spring. Brother Chen, you've matured, and I miss you!"

Ji Xuanyan smiled charmingly, like spring flowers blooming or snowflakes falling on plum blossoms.

"Alas, lust is a double-edged sword; one can cut off one's head, and several can also cut off one's head. It doesn't matter!"

Shen Yichen stopped pretending, leaped into the air, and pounced directly on Ji Xuanyan.

Shen Yichen, of course, missed his target and pounced directly onto the guqin.

Shen Yichen moved his hands slightly, and the song "Ambush from Ten Sides" resounded throughout Feilai Peak.

Ji Xuanren actually flew up and arrived outside the Thousand Search Tower. Looking at the two people inside the tower, she was slightly taken aback, and then retreated to the foot of Flying Peak.

"Sigh, she really doesn't trust me anymore, Brother Chen, what about you?"

Shen Yichen moved both hands simultaneously, unleashing a sudden storm that abruptly silenced the sound.

"Sister Yan, I really miss you!"

Ji Xuanyan smiled sweetly.

"Brother Chen, I really miss you too!"

Ji Xuanyan did not notice anything unusual about Shen Yichen.

When Shen Yichen turned to look at her, Ji Xuanyan's expression changed slightly, and her smile disappeared, because Shen Yichen's eyes were filled with tears, and his expression was gloomy.

Shen Yichen lunged at Ji Xuanyan again, and this time Ji Xuanyan did not dodge.

Shen Yichen is really funny; he actually hugged Ji Xuanyan and burst into tears.

Ji Xuanyan was truly bewildered. Just now, she had seen longing, infatuation, and excitement in Shen Yichen's eyes, but no sadness. Yet now, Shen Yichen's crying seemed both genuine and heartbreaking.

Ji Xuanyan put her arms around Shen Yichen's shoulders and patted them gently without saying a word, letting Shen Yichen cry loudly.

The path of the martial world is arduous, and love in the mortal realm is fleeting; Ji Xuanyan seems to have come to understand Shen Yichen.

Along the way, Shen Yichen had no one to confide in, let alone someone to cry with.

Shen Yichen really couldn't hold back anymore, or rather, he couldn't bear it anymore. In the past, he had Youyou and Sister Qing, and all his unhappiness and frustrations were invisibly dissolved in the playful banter with these two people.

But in these short two months, Shen Yichen wandered the martial world alone, and all his emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, had to be buried deep in his heart. He had been suppressing them for too long, and Shen Yichen was really about to break down.

This is also why Shen Yichen indulged in lust with Mu Qingxue.

Shen Yichen never imagined that wandering the world alone would be so lonely and depressing, especially since he had many women who loved him and the woman he loved.

It truly proves the saying: "Since ancient times, those who are deeply in love have only ended up with regrets; looking back, all that remains is sorrow!"

Shen Yichen actually cried in Ji Xuanyan's arms.

Ji Xuanyan held Shen Yichen in her arms, gently stroking her hair and slowly wiping away her tears.

Although Shen Yichen is in his twenties, he really is still a child!

A wandering swordsman, reckless and solitary, without family, love, friends, or companions, whose only companionship is filled with calamities.

Looking at Shen Yichen's slightly swollen eyes, Ji Xuanyan finally felt guilty. Perhaps she shouldn't have treated Murong Ruoxi that way.

Murong Ruoxi is Shen Yichen's fiancée. In a sense, she is the first and only family member Shen Yichen has ever met.

Shen Yichen's deep affection for Murong Ruoxi is probably not just romantic love, but also familial love.

Ji Xuanyan hadn't thought of this before, but Murong Lubo and Ji Qingyun certainly had.

Ji Xuanyan felt that she had unwittingly become someone else's accomplice, or rather, had taken advantage of Shen Yichen's misfortune.

Ji Xuanyan was truly gratified. The fact that Shen Yichen could cry himself to sleep in her arms showed that he had never doubted her or resented her, which made her feel a little guilty.

The world is full of hardships and trials, which force a person to grow. But in the process of growing up, it seems that no one has ever paid attention to Shen Yichen's inner vulnerability.

Everyone believed that Shen Yichen, as a disciple of Guanxing Mountain and the young master of the Ji family, should have a strong, fearless, and resilient heart.

Even though he was a wandering swordsman who dreamt of the martial world, he truly had a vulnerable side, though Shen Yichen never showed it.

Ji Xuanyan stroked Shen Yichen's cheek and sighed softly:

"Brother Chen, aren't you putting me in a difficult position? You're not deliberately putting on an act for Sister Yan, are you? Should Sister Yan really go easy on me?"

Ji Xuanyan hesitated; her plan for Yanquan hadn't even begun yet!

The sound of a zither echoed once again from the Thousand-Tower Pagoda on Feilai Peak, still playing "Ambush from Ten Sides." This music seemed to express Ji Xuanyan's determination not to give up.