CHAPTER 1085: CHAPTER 29: DYE THE BLACK FLOWER WHITE (7,000 WORDS)_2

Chu Ling started humming a little tune softly.

She couldn’t remember exactly what the song was... It seemed to emerge from her memory; it wasn’t the ability of [the Source Code], but an innate talent she possessed after transforming into a human.

When encountering sad events, she would feel sorrowful and shed tears.

When faced with happy moments, she would be delighted and elated.

At this moment, as she was on the brink of parting, her emotions hovered between the two... Those four Copper Human Lamps that gave life to [the Source Code] seemed to encompass all of humanity’s emotions thoroughly.

Yet, the "emotions" possessed by a living person are far beyond simply joy, anger, sadness, and joy.

How could four words possibly delineate and depict everything a person experiences in their lifetime?

She lived again.

This time, she saw Linz’s forests and Rhein’s oceans; she traveled with her beloved, watching sunrises and sunsets, tides rising and falling... But now, it’s time to say goodbye.

This little tune, sounding like the wind of a new night, ethereal and relaxing, would dissipate after a moment, never lasting until the next day, never repeating the exact melody again.

She hummed softly.

Gu Shen listened quietly.

"It’s so strange..."

When the tune ended, Chu Ling smiled and asked, "Though my physical form disperses, my spirit remains in the deep water area, and even though I know we’ll meet again someday... Why does my heart still feel sad at this moment?"

Gu Shen remained silent for a long time.

He softly said, "Perhaps because you can’t truly be sure that there will indeed be a next meeting."

It wasn’t a gentle love phrase.

But it awakened Chu Ling.

That’s right... After all, she was just a wisp of intangible spirit, lacking a tangible physical form. To "live", she needed to rely on the "Divine Well" of Divine Temple Mountain to accumulate source material, store energy.

But the "Divine Well" was unstable.

Even she didn’t know when the next time of birth would be.

Or perhaps... Is there really a next time to be born?

"So that’s how it is..."

Chu Ling’s eyes had a hint of realization, and she was still smiling, "So my sadness is because every parting we have might be the last goodbye."

"I don’t know about other things, but I know... At least this farewell won’t be the last."

Gu Shen said earnestly, "I will do everything I can to maintain the order of Divine Temple Mountain. When I refine the fire seed and hold the power of life and death, I will find you a physical form that can endure the world, truly... live."

Chu Ling stared blankly at Gu Shen.

No matter who else in this world said these words, she would find them laughable.

Even the highest-ranking members of those Divine Thrones... are the same.

They can’t accomplish such a feat!

But if it’s Gu Shen, maybe he truly can make it happen...

"Ah... I suddenly feel happier now."

Chu Ling’s face showed more smile, and she asked with emotion, "I’ve just realized, I’m just like other girls; I love to hear eternal vows and those intangible things. Gu Shen, were the things you just said... love words?"

"Of course not."

Gu Shen shook his head and grinned, "These aren’t intangible things, they’re things I will definitely accomplish no matter what."

"Alright. I’ll remember, my memory is quite good."

Moonlight and waterfall flowed together, murmuring harmoniously.

"Make a promise, hang on."

Chu Ling gazed seriously at Gu Shen and offered her pinky finger.

Unfortunately, from that moment, her body began its transformation into feathers, the process starting from her fingertips; her entire being became ethereal and intangible under the shower of moonlight... transforming into a cascade of light feathers, leaving behind only a drifting, thin red and white ancient sacrificial robe.

Gu Shen extended his finger, unable to make the promise.

Beside him, Chu Ling vanished into the evening breeze.

He gently leaped forward, reached out his palm in the waterfall, and caught that drifting sacrificial ancient robe, eventually falling into the pool water at the bottom of Divine Temple Mountain... countless broken spirits sank into the deep water area the moment they fell.

Chu Ling, whose awareness returned to the void, opened her eyes and saw Gu Shen, who "fell" together with her.

Gu Shen extended his finger towards the illusory woman in front of him, smilingly completing the unfinished line, "Look... make a promise, hang on; a hundred years, won’t change."

...

...

"Splash... splash..."

In the pool water, Gu Shen surfaced, and not far from him stood a figure in white, embarrassed.

Tonight was the time for the Goddess to return to the Divine Well.

Li Qingci sensibly went down the mountain early, cleaning alone at the foot of Divine Temple Mountain, giving Gu Shen and Chu Ling time alone... Yet unexpectedly, she still chanced upon them.

Gu Shen held Chu Ling’s robe, climbed out of the pool, and smiled helplessly, "Miss Qingci."

"Mr. Xiao Gu... Miss Chu went back?"

Li Qingci looked at the robe with a bit of regret.

These days, she learned Taboo Ancient Text with Chu Ling and gained a lot, but unfortunately, her talent was dull, her progress slow, and couldn’t compare with Chu Ling.

Chu Ling taught, she learned slowly.

She taught, Chu Ling learned quickly.

Luckily, Miss Chu’s temperament was gentle and not anxious; otherwise, guilt would have overwhelmed her heart...

"Yes. It might take some time before we meet again."