Light Fortress-Chapter 1501 - 213: He’s Still Alive

Li Qingsui arrived at Divine Temple Mountain.

This place was already lonely, and after Li Qingci passed away, it became even colder and more desolate.

Divine Temple Mountain welcomed a ray of light, the clouds no longer shrouded the Disaster Realm’s sky, instead revealing a streak of daylight.

When the last Protector of Divine Temple Mountain died, light finally arrived here.

However, the crisis of the Divine Temple was not entirely resolved; there were still countless Black Flowers blooming amidst the mountains.

"They all left... left..."

Li Qingsui squatted at the mountain’s summit, hugging her knees, looking at the garden her sister left behind, murmuring softly.

Returning to the Divine Temple, she was no longer the Li Family Master who held power over life and death in the outside world.

At this moment, she seemed just like an ordinary little girl.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

She still had two years before she turns eighteen.

In the traditions of the Changye Li Family, during the coming-of-age ceremony, one usually invites their most cherished "family" and "teachers" to be present. Li Qingsui had long imagined the festive scene of her coming-of-age ceremony in her heart, thinking that if her sister still couldn’t leave Divine Temple Mountain, she would hold the ceremony in the mountains, inviting direct members of the Li Clan and key figures from the Elder Council.

Of course, Gu Shen would be there as well.

But later, it seemed she grew up overnight.

Those unrealistic fantasies never visited her dreams again.

The wind blew quietly, the summit was silent.

Li Qingsui enjoyed this rare tranquility, but did not feel relieved.

She reached out her hand, gently touching a small white flower at the edge of the garden.

After her sister left, the flowers in the garden continued to thrive; perhaps her sister was right, that after welcoming the light, the Divine Temple no longer needed a so-called protector.

But beyond Gu Shen, who else could remove these Black Flowers?

The man her sister spent ten years waiting for was already dead.

There’s no one left here.

With this in mind.

"Splash..."

The well in front of the ancient house on the summit of Divine Temple Mountain suddenly made a strange sound. Li Qingsui turned sharply, seeing dozens of golden threads whistling through the void, pulling the neatly arranged goddess attire in front of the ancient house into the old well. She couldn’t help but cry out, and amid the mist, a graceful figure rose from the well, stunning heaven and earth.

That figure was so beautiful, so beautiful it made one hesitant to look again.

Li Qingsui quickly turned her head to avoid desecrating the goddess in the mist.

Moments later, the sound of robes being donned ended.

A voice, cold in tone but gentle in demeanor, immediately sounded.

"Qingsui, you’ve come to the Divine Temple."

Li Qingsui responded with a soft "mm," realizing that besides her sister and Gu Shen, there was actually a third person on this mountain.

But... Miss Chu Ling shouldn’t be considered a "person" either.

"Divine Sister, is today the day you descend?"

Li Qingsui turned to look at the red and white goddess attire, and couldn’t help but feel shaken. No matter how many times she looked, she always felt that Chu Ling possessed a transcendent beauty beyond the mundane, a quality not found in the ordinary.

The term "goddess" was indeed fitting.

"Not exactly."

Chu Ling also came to the garden, squatting beside Li Qingsui, reaching out to caress the nodding and swaying white flowers, said, "I could have ’descended’ long ago, but I kept waiting for him, hoping to meet him precisely when he returns from Sangzhou Cave."

Him... Gu Shen.

Li Qingsui’s heart trembled.

Li Qingsui did not know the secret of the Ancient Literature Society, nor did she know about the deeper and more private Spiritual Link between Chu Ling and Gu Shen.

She hesitated for a long time, cautiously asked, "So the matter with Sangzhou Cave..."

"I already know."

Chu Ling’s response was very calm.

She lowered her gaze, thought for a moment, and said: "Gu Shen is dead."

Li Qingsui looked at the goddess in front of her, feeling somewhat unfamiliar.

She knew the relationship between Divine Sister and Gu Shen...

Countless people in this world grieved Gu Shen’s death, but at this moment, Divine Sister’s face seemed to show little sadness or pain.

"You seem surprised?"

Chu Ling chuckled softly, her voice somewhat hoarse, asking: "Because I didn’t show sadness, grief?"

"...Yes."

Li Qingsui stared blankly at the goddess who stood up again.

The garden at the summit was very quiet, and at this moment Li Qingsui thought of herself at her sister’s funeral, having lost the most important person in her life, yet not shedding a single tear.

Perhaps at that time, she appeared just like this in the eyes of the Elders.

Sorrow, grief, pain... emotions like these don’t necessarily manifest on one’s face.

There’s no greater mourning than a dead heart. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"I too am curious why I haven’t shed a single tear."

"Actually I am very sad."

"But... I can’t make a sad expression."

"Perhaps it’s because I can still do something now..."

"It’s not easy coming to the human world once, I only have a few days of light, so I can’t waste time on sadness."

Chu Ling took the Yama Umbrella placed beside the ancient house, opened and closed it twice, then hung it like a sword at her waist, picked several Black Flowers and tucked them into her hair.

After finishing this, she stood before the stairs atop the mountain.

Chu Ling turned back to gaze at the little girl who had grown somewhat, yet wasn’t fully grown up, her brows soft as she said: "Regarding Gu Shen’s death, I want to do something... while I am still ’alive.’