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Novel: [Night Without Boundaries]
Chapter 131: [A Quiet Reunion]
Author: [Chen Dong]
Translator: [Shadow Knight AK]
Editor: [Shadow Knight AK]
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In the quiet chamber, snow-white teacups sat on a green sandalwood tea table, their fragrant steam curling upward to fill the space between the two figures.
Li Qingyue gazed at Qin Ming, her bright eyes clear as crystal.
A smile bloomed on her face as she asked, "You didn't bring me a jar of fine wine, did you?"
Qin Ming's hair was as black as ink, his eyes gleaming with vitality. Recalling their past encounters, he couldn't help but smile.
He shook his head. "This time, the gift isn't wine, but it might still leave you feeling slightly tipsy."
"Oh? What is it then?" Li Qingyue asked, her curiosity piqued.
The elegant chamber contained exquisite tea sets, a writing desk, and the tools of calligraphy—brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Qin Ming retrieved a sheet of paper, preparing to transcribe the two profoundly mysterious scriptures.
Li Qingyue rose gracefully and approached the desk, personally grinding the ink for him.
Her Consciousness Spiritual Light shone like a golden sun piercing through a misty sea, her instincts razor-sharp.
She sensed, as if guided by an unseen hand, that something was unfolding that would shape her future.
The fragrance of tea mingled with the faint scent of ink, drifting slowly through the quiet chamber.
Qin Ming sat down and began writing swiftly, his focus absolute, his spirit and energy fully concentrated.
He was determined to ensure that not a single stroke of his calligraphy would be flawed.
He was meticulously recreating the scripture, capturing every detail exactly as he had seen it, perfectly embodying its divine essence. Through his spiritual resonance, the scripture's meaning remained flawless and complete, free from any distortion or omission.
He even included the terrifying Predecessor's commentary and the teachings he had imparted to his disciples.
As Li Qingyue watched him write with such focused intensity, she noticed the ink on the page began to glow faintly.
This was a manifestation of his concentrated spiritual energy, a testament to his complete immersion in the task, imbuing the written words with a living spirit.
Soon, his entire being began to radiate a soft light, as if resonating with the scripture on the page.
Li Qingyue's fair, jade-like face grew solemn.
She retrieved a crystalline, nine-colored seal and placed it in the room to contain the radiant glow.
Moving closer, she observed intently.
For a moment, her own Consciousness Spiritual Light began to fluctuate in response.
Li Qingyue recognized the scripture's immeasurable value and its profound connection to her own destiny.
"Is this the gift Qin Ming intends to give me?" she wondered.
For once, her usually serene demeanor faltered, her lips parting slightly in astonishment, her expression betraying disbelief.
Qin Ming remained utterly focused until he finished writing the last character of the first scripture, at which point he finally exhaled in relief.
Immediately, he sensed Li Qingyue beside him, engrossed in reading.
Her entire being seemed to radiate a soft glow as she immersed herself in the scripture related to the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
He didn't disturb her, sitting quietly beside her.
Then, he began flipping through the scripture Li Qingyue had brought.
Soon, he became completely absorbed, naturally resonating with its spiritual essence.
Qin Ming realized that the old monsters of the Beyond the Mortal Realm were cautious; this wasn't the original text.
He saw glimpses of the past: someone had meticulously copied the scripture, making this volume identical to the original.
It must have been about one or two hundred years old.
Many had read this book, but all had been stumped by it, leaving behind mostly negative emotions that offered no useful insights.
Qin Ming resonated with these emotions solely to memorize the scripture's contents.
He continued turning the pages, and before he knew it, he had reached the final page and committed everything to memory.
Closing the book, he decided to call it the Life-Altering Scripture.
When Qin Ming looked up, he found Li Qingyue watching him.
"I've memorized it all," he said, returning the book.
"So quickly?" Li Qingyue asked, surprised.
"It's done," Qin Ming nodded.
By then, Li Qingyue had also finished reading all the ink-scented pages on her desk, committing their contents to memory.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled with delight, surprise, and gratitude.
"I won't thank you," she said. "That would be too formal."
She knew that with this scripture, the Near-Immortal Artifact would truly belong to her.
At the same time, she didn't ask Qin Ming how he had obtained the incantation for the Six Ding Divine Fire.
She understood that everyone had their secrets, herself included.
Qin Ming explained, "I didn't dare share it with you at the Luo Fu Immortal Mountain Ruins. I feared some omnipotent elder might sense it, or worse, possess you."
"I understand," Li Qingyue nodded.
She gently pressed her fingers against her luminous brow.
"I've inscribed it in the deepest core of my Consciousness Spiritual Light," she said. "Even if someone manages to possess me, they'll gain nothing. It will vanish with me..."
Qin Ming immediately stopped her. "Don't say such ominous things. I'm still waiting for you to reach the Near-Immortal realm so we can truly seek the truth together!"
Li Qingyue nodded.
Her slender, snow-white hand touched the stack of Scripture Paper on the desk, causing a faint flame to erupt.
The papers swiftly turned to ash.
"Though I'd love to keep your manuscripts, for safety's sake, we shouldn't leave any traces behind. You can rewrite them for me later."
"Probably two copies," Qin Ming said with a smile.
With that, he picked up his brush and began writing again, this time transcribing the text and diagrams from the metal scraps—scriptures forbidden to those below the Third Great Realm.
As he focused intently, the balancing Consciousness Spiritual Light and Divine Wisdom overflowed from his brush, infusing the characters with vital essence, spirit, and energy.
Li Qingyue helped grind the ink while reciting the scriptures aloud, her voice soft and clear.
By the time Qin Ming finished writing and laid down his brush, she was completely immersed in the text.
A strand of her dark hair slipped across her ivory-pale cheek, the tip brushing against Qin Ming's shoulder, carrying a faint, delicate fragrance.
She exuded an ethereal, otherworldly aura, as if absorbing the spiritual essence from the paper.
As she finished reading, the writing and patterns gradually lost their luster.
Li Qingyue tilted her head, her dark hair brushing Qin Ming's face.
When she snapped out of her trance, her flowing Immortal Resonance seemed to temporarily vanish, replaced by undisguised joy and excitement.
"The insurmountable Great Mountain blocking my path has been moved," she declared. "This is the Fundamental Technique I've been desperately seeking."
Clearly, this was the content of the True Inheritance Page!
In ancient times, Mount Luo Fu had been the foundational sacred ground of the Beyond the Mortal Realm. Its foundational scriptures were naturally of unimaginable origin.
"I'm glad it's useful to you," Qin Ming said with a smile, then cautioned her, "You can't practice this Fundamental Method until you reach the Third Realm. Otherwise, something bad will happen."
"I know," Li Qingyue nodded, visibly relieved, a radiant glow now illuminating her brow.
"You seemed a bit troubled earlier?" Qin Ming asked.
"You noticed," Li Qingyue admitted, without hesitation.
She explained that while the competition among Core Disciples had ended, the pressure was even greater for Near-Immortal Seeds like herself, who were being groomed by the Beyond the Mortal Realm for exceptional cultivation.
"Our lineage originated on Mount Luo Fu. A thousand years ago, our attempt to elevate our Blessed Land to a Heavenly Cave failed due to unforeseen circumstances, and we lost our Fundamental Technique."
In the past, although an Immortal Seed had escaped from Mount Luo Fu and learned the scriptures inscribed on the metallic fragments, they had swiftly departed and never returned.
Some speculated that the Immortal Seed feared being remembered by the elders, fearing for their safety, and thus concealed their identity.
Others believed they had been captured by elders from other Dao Lineages on the very day of their escape.
Li Qingyue's lineage had also studied the Fundamental Technique, but it was incomplete.
If she reached the Third Great Realm without filling the gaps, she would need to consider other scriptures.
The Beyond the Mortal Realm's Pure Land naturally possessed several Foundational Scriptures, their depths unfathomable.
However, obtaining them without paying a price was unrealistic.
She could either wait several years for the elders to reach an agreement, or make a monumental contribution to the Pure Land to immediately earn them.
For her, time was invaluable.
Even a year's delay would jeopardize her future prospects.
The Pure Land's Near-Immortal Seeds all possessed extraordinary origins.
They were vying for dominance over the Beyond the Mortal Realm's Pure Land.
Whoever prevailed would become its future leader.
Some veteran Near-Immortal Seeds, backed by their clan's Ancestors, held innate advantages and extended olive branches to her, hinting that if she aligned with them, she could obtain the Foundational Scriptures sooner.
In truth, multiple factions had made excessive demands of her.
After Li Qingyue refused, obtaining the supreme-grade scripture became even more challenging, requiring further delays.
Competition permeated every aspect of existence, even the path Beyond the Mortal Realm was divided into several major systems.
"We belong to the Pure Land System of the Beyond the Mortal Realm," Qin Ming quickly learned. "There are also the Immortal Land, Yang Land, Calamity Land, and others."
He realized that the young man he had killed on Black White Mountain, whose body could transform into mist, likely came from the Beyond the Mortal Realm's Yang Land.
Despite being called the Yang Land, it was actually steeped in yin energy. Their cultivation technique fused the physical body and Consciousness Spiritual Light into a unified whole, emphasizing yin characteristics.
They revered the ancient legend of the Yin Spirit's journey, which ultimately transformed into Pure Yang.
"Don't compromise yourself," Qin Ming said, looking at her.
He regretted his current weakness, unable to offer any assistance.
Perhaps only a Founding Ancestor could casually ascend to the Beyond the Mortal Realm.
He was still far from reaching that level.
Li Qingyue nodded. "Compromising oneself severs the path to becoming Near-Immortal. Given my previous circumstances, I had little to fear. At worst, I would have become one of the core leaders of the Beyond the Mortal Realm's Pure Land in the future. Now, of course, I must compete for the position with the greatest influence."
Her body radiated an ethereal Immortal Resonance, flowing with dazzling light.
She exuded absolute confidence, having finally obtained the supreme-grade scripture, freeing her from distractions.
"I should be going now," Li Qingyue said.
She retrieved two pieces of Strange Metal, one emitting a purple mist and the other glowing white as jade, and placed them in his hand.
"Forge these into weapons," she instructed. "They can pierce Divine Wisdom, Heavenly Light Force, and Consciousness Spiritual Light. You'll need powerful methods to defend against them."
Qin Ming took only one piece.
"One is enough," he said. "I'll study it. You can take the other."
Li Qingyue didn't argue.
She pocketed the remaining piece.
Though she now possessed a Near-Immortal Artifact, she dared not carry it openly, lest disaster strike.
She stood up, looked at Qin Ming, and smiled.
Then she stepped forward and gave him a light hug.
"I hope that one day, you'll illuminate the night sky with Heavenly Light!"
Without a doubt, only the most powerful Founding Masters throughout history had ever achieved such a feat.
This was the most auspicious blessing she could bestow upon Qin Ming, who was embarking on the Path of Awakening.
Qin Ming knew that after she departed, she would likely advance rapidly, striving to reach even higher realms and tread the path to immortality she had envisioned.
They might not see each other again for a long time.
He returned her embrace and watched her leave.
"Near-Immortal, not yet an Immortal," Qin Ming called out with a smile. "Still a mortal. If you ever tire or grow weary, come find me for a drink."
Though she was already far away, Li Qingyue heard him.
She paused, turned back, nodded with a faint smile, and then, accompanied by an elder, her figure faded into the distance, vanishing completely.
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