CH 82.2

“When I saw you for the first time, you were wearing a dress like that.” Like a princess from the east seas, she comes with the waves.

Fang Dingyuan once thought that Li Xinmei was dead.

At that time, he was very sad. He wanted to be someone like her.

That’s the reason why he studied the formation diagram all day and all night, unwilling to leave for even a moment. Even when his mind was exhausted, he was unwilling to stop and rest.

Day after day, year after year, he stayed beside the formation, as if he had taken root here.

Then one day, Fang Dingyuan caught a glimpse of the true meaning of the diagram. It’s a seemingly complicated knot, but once you find where to begin, the rest gets simpler.

He remembered that thin line Li Xinmei had drawn with her fingers back then, and he used this as a fulcrum to unravel the other secrets.  And when he was fully immersed in the array, he discovered the primordial spirit hidden in it.

An extremely weak primordial spirit.

Back then, Li Xinmei took a Pill to forcibly upgrade her soul, and turned the Wuliang Sect upside down with the help of the Sect’s Protective large-scale Mountain Formation. At that time, her consciousness was connected to the formation diagram. By chance, the primordial spirit did not disappear completely, but stayed in the formation.  Within it, she was nourished by the spiritual energy in the formation, so that her primordial spirit was not completely destroyed.

However, her body had already fallen under the seal of the Sealed Heaven Border, and she had nowhere else to go. As she is, she might as well be the spirit of the formation diagram.

Far in the future, she will truly become the true formation spirit of the diagram.  If the diagram comes to harm, she will also vanish like smoke in thin air. So Fang Dingyuan stayed here and didn’t want to leave for even a moment.

He likes her.

Sometimes he would gently touch the carved runes on the diagram, and would have a certain kind of fondness in his heart.  However, everyone is allowed to study this diagram. Whenever other people would stop and stay, or even reach out to touch it, Fang Dingyuan would have an unsightly expression, put up several high-level formations, and make these people study those instead, diverting their attention away from the formation diagram.

Over time, more people came to discuss formations with him.

Over time, he was forced to become a so-called little teacher.

“Didn’t you hate me back then?” Li Xinmei asks.

Fang Dingyuan leans his back against the formation. He turns his head and chuckles, “Really? How come I didn’t know that?”

Back then, when he was young and frivolous, he didn’t like seeing others that are better than him. How was that hate? It was just because the gap was too big and he was obsessed with that. Had Li Xinmei been willing to talk to him first at that time, he wouldn’t have lasted long before he would willingly work like an ox or a horse for her .

It’s just that Li Xinmei didn’t like to talk at that time, and she was usually cold and indifferent to everyone, which made him feel that she was proud and arrogant, that she’d be difficult to get along with, and that motivated him further to compare himself to her.

In the end, it’s because he cared.

He cared that such a beautiful girl had come, but her eyes didn’t stay on him for even a little while.

By now, how could he admit that he originally hated her? Fang Dingyuan reaches out and touches the diagram, only to feel that the tips of his own fingers are trembling.

But then, he hears her speak again: “Fu Li likes you.”

She would come every 35th, and would often sneak over to see him. Her thoughts are transparent.

At this time, the golden crow (sun) has retreated under the mountain stream, and the night is a bit dark.