Chapter 616: Rising Yang Meets The Rainbow (I)
"Elder Brother's artifact has some peculiarities." Li Qinghong handed over the jade bottle, presenting it briefly before removing her own mana and spiritual sense. She then passed it to Li Xuanfeng, allowing him to infuse it with his own essence.
The surface of the bottle shimmered with golden brilliance, releasing a bright golden mist that danced and leaped across Li Xuanfeng's fingertips. He lowered his gaze to inspect it for a moment before replying, "An artifact from the ancient Wei State. It might have belonged to the Bright Yang. Bring it back to the family and let the juniors test it—perhaps it may reveal different effects."
The two ascended into the skies, riding the wind. As they flew over rivers and shifting landscapes below, Li Xuanfeng's thoughts drifted to the lake. Suddenly, he turned back and asked, "I have heard that my elder brother's inner demons have plagued him, leaving his Dao Heart unstable. Is this true?"
Li Qinghong nodded slightly, seemingly anticipating his line of thought. Sure enough, Li Xuanfeng calculated something with his fingers before asking again, "Did my elder brother later have any other children?"
"He did not," Li Qinghong replied softly. "There have been no more descendants. Those mortal kin of ours… they all passed away some years ago."
Li Xuanfeng spoke hoarsely, "Elder Brother… the loss of his last child in the grotto heaven must be leaving him in unbearable agony."
The two flew in silence, the atmosphere heavy with grief. The sky alternated between light and shadow as time passed. Eventually, they reached the lakeside. Torrential rain poured down, drenching the landscape. Mount Qingdu stood solemnly amidst the storm. As Li Xuanfeng had never returned after leaving, his imprint was absent from the mountain's formations. Thus, Li Qinghong activated the formation, allowing them to land on the peak together.
Once within the mountain's protective barrier, Li Qinghong respectfully handed the Immortal Mirror back to Li Xuanfeng. He accepted it with both hands, and the two proceeded forward together.
By the stone steps on the mountainside stood a young girl. She was dressed in a white gown, her phoenix-shaped almond eyes radiating a quiet beauty. Li Qinghong spoke gently, "This is elder brother's surviving child."