Chapter 134: Snow And Frost Match Best. Since You’re Called Ming Zhaoshuang, Then I’ll Be Called Ming Zhaoxue
As expected, the moment she entered the dreamscape, she saw Xiao Bai Bai with a cold expression on his face towards her.
His face was inherently indifferent, like the distant, unattainable Nine Heavens Profound Moon, and when he usually faced Ming Zhaoshuang, he always wore a faint smile, so Ming Zhaoshuang never found him difficult to approach.
Now, looking at his cold face, Ming Zhaoshuang was truly racking her brain.
She wasn’t good at coaxing men.
“Um…”
Ming Zhaoshuang hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to speak.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai Bai smiled helplessly, and the last trace of coldness between his brows completely vanished the moment he saw Ming Zhaoshuang.
He looked at Ming Zhaoshuang’s self-reproaching appearance and took the initiative to say, “I’ve waited for you for a long time, and I’ve also reviewed the sword technique you want to learn in advance.”
Upon hearing this, Ming Zhaoshuang felt even worse about herself.
Xiao Bai Bai wasn’t angry and was even reviewing sword techniques for her.
How could she abandon Xiao Bai Bai for Wei Shuo’s Talisman Formation Book!
Xiao Bai Bai stood up, his hand already holding his long sword, as if sighing, “Shuangshuang, can you come a little earlier next time?”
Ming Zhaoshuang lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake: “Okay.”
As she spoke, the remorse in her eyes deepened.
Xiao Bai Bai, however, chuckled, “Alright, don’t blame yourself, I’m fine, it’s just one night.”
Saying that, he twirled his long sword in a flourish, placing one hand behind his tightened waist and the other holding the sword in front of him. He looked towards Ming Zhaoshuang and said:
“Come here, I’ll teach you.”
The moment he said this, Ming Zhaoshuang was so moved she could barely find her way.
Xiao Bai Bai was truly the epitome of being beautiful and kind!
She trotted over happily, mimicking Xiao Bai Bai’s posture, swinging her sword in and out.
Xiao Bai Bai looked at her, his golden eyes showing approval, “You’re learning well, and your Spiritual Flow control is also very good.”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s talent was extraordinary, remembering the sword techniques of Feng He Du Xian and Dragon King Ao Tian after only one lesson.
Ming Zhaoshuang smiled upon hearing this, “Of course, who do you think I am.”
She had just said it casually, but then she saw Xiao Bai Bai’s eyebrows suddenly become serious, and he replied to her:
“You are Ming Zhaoshuang, the only Ming Zhaoshuang in heaven and earth.”
Ming Zhaoshuang was stunned.
Why was this guy being so formal, it was making her feel all flustered.
She coughed lightly twice and said, “You are too, the only one in heaven and earth…”
The words “Xiao Bai Bai” were something Ming Zhaoshuang found difficult to say while looking at such a handsome face.
What handsome guy has a name like that!
She asked, “Xiao Bai Bai isn’t your real name, is it? Can you tell me your real name?”
To be honest, she wasn’t sure, after all, Xiao Bai Bai didn’t seem like an ordinary person at all; he probably had an incredibly impressive, well-known identity.
How could he casually tell her his real name? He might even think she was being disrespectful.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai Bai neither told her his real name nor thought she was being disrespectful.
He just shook his head and said, “I don’t have a name.”
Seeing the confusion in Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyes, he smiled and explained, “My mother passed away before I hatched, and my father chose to follow her in death. Neither of them had time to give me a name.”
Ah, this…
Orphaned at birth, without even a name.
So beautiful, so strong, so tragic.
In Ming Zhaoshuang’s mind, a dramatic backstory for Xiao Bai Bai was immediately concocted.
Her heart stirred slightly, and she then asked, “Then, didn’t you want to pick one for yourself?”
Xiao Bai Bai tilted his head, raising an eyebrow slightly, “I’ve lived alone in Beyond the Heavens for over ten thousand years and have never seen anyone other than myself. What would be the use of having a name?”
A name is just a label; he didn’t even have anyone to call him by name, so what was the point of having one.
Hearing this, Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyelashes involuntarily drooped.
She thought to herself, “So that’s how it is.”
She wondered why Xiao Bai Bai, who didn’t seem overly reclusive, possessed such an aloof aura and appearance.
It turned out that over ten thousand years of solitude had cultivated such a noble heart filled with moonlight and frost.
Seeing the change in Ming Zhaoshuang’s expression, Xiao Bai Bai smiled.
He said, “That’s why I am grateful to have met you.”
For over ten thousand years, he had lived alone in Beyond the Heavens.
Beyond the Heavens had endless bright nights and countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
But there were no living beings, only silence.
Under such circumstances, the dragon remained without joy or anger, believing he was cultivating the Ruthless Path.
He always thought his Ruthless Path had achieved the Dao, as he hadn’t experienced emotional fluctuations for over ten thousand years, almost to the point of tearing out his emotional soul. Who dared to compete with him in “ruthlessness”?
But in the end, he still lost to the Heavenly Dao and lost all his cultivation.
Fortunately, he then met Ming Zhaoshuang, and together they saw all living beings under the control of the Heavenly Dao. Although the scales were tipped and Yin and Yang were imbalanced, they were unyielding, bringing joy to his heart.
He finally understood that he had simply never seen all living beings and did not recognize plants.
From then on, the Ruthless Path was broken, and the Path of All Living Beings began.
And that day, in the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Formation, it wasn’t just a few people like Ming Zhaoshuang who entered the Illusion, but also him.
The dragon’s illusion was to see all living beings.
He saw the white bones of ten thousand years of war, and the blood and tears piled up over ten thousand years.
He saw the struggles and resistance of ten thousand years, and the painstaking efforts of ten thousand years.
Finally, he saw his mother.
Feng He Du Xian from over ten thousand years ago stood at the highest point of the Path of All Living Beings, her fiery red robes like a flowing cloud, her snow-white luminous pearl like a bright moon, adorning the magnificent, vast sky.
She smiled and extended her hand to him.
The dragon finally smiled, finally understanding why she could have been so heartless, leaving him uncared for over ten thousand years, only striving for all living beings and all women in the world.
The dragon took Feng He Du Xian’s hand, just like a child learning to walk holding their mother’s hand, choosing to abandon the Ruthless Path and enter the Path of All Living Beings.
The moment the dragon made his choice, the heaven and earth turned dark, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. A chill instantly spread throughout his body.
Looking up, he saw a black shadow.
He didn’t hesitate, making the same choice his mother had made, sword in hand, and fought it.
Even though he knew his strength was not even as good as his mother’s, fighting the black shadow would likely result in the same ending as his mother, or even more tragic.
Fortunately, at the last moment before his death, he saw Ming Zhaoshuang.
Perhaps Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t even realize that he had gazed at her from afar in the illusion.
That was their first true meeting.
Hearing Xiao Bai Bai’s answer, Ming Zhaoshuang asked confusedly, “Why are you thanking me? We’ve only met a few times.”
She and Xiao Bai Bai had met at most four times. One time he was in a painting, and he probably didn’t even know about it. The other three times were all in dreams, and he was teaching her how to use a sword every time.
Why would Xiao Bai Bai thank her for no reason?
“Naturally, I am grateful to you…”
Xiao Bai Bai’s eyes gently drooped, like moonlight illuminating the ground covered in frost and snow, clear and soft, with a breathtaking beauty:
“Thank you for giving me the desire to have a name.”
Thank you for adding a touch of brilliance to my ten thousand years of desolation.
Thank you for allowing me to see the myriad forms of life and the mortal world.
Thank you for making me hope that someone will remember me.
No longer cold, alive from this moment on.
Ming Zhaoshuang asked, “Then have you thought of a name?”
“I have.”
He chuckled softly, his light golden eyes moving, falling into Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyes, like shooting stars and flowing radiance, shining brilliantly.
“Snow and frost are the best match. Since you are called Ming Zhaoshuang, then I shall be called Ming Zhaoxue.”
