Chapter 1972: Chapter 1962: Beiming Yu’s Last Words
Looking at the dim sky outside the Beiming Mansion, everyone’s heart felt like it was pierced by a thorn. One Sect, Two Clans, Three Holy Lands, including many other sects had surrounded the Beiming Mansion airtight. Not even a fly could get through.
Moreover, more and more cultivators were heading towards the Beiming Mansion. The Holy Hall and the Beiming, their fate was sealed. Even if deities descended, it might not save them.
"It seems our Beiming Mansion can’t be preserved until the end." Beiming Yu looked up at the dim sky outside, frowning and sighing repeatedly.
The Beiming Family established by her own hand existed in Yanjing for only a few decades. Unexpectedly, through these experiences, the vast Beiming Mansion had already been half-destroyed.
Deaths and injuries, this was the most heartbreaking matter for Beiming Yu.
Gazing upon the ruins and remnants in front, the familiar fallen and injured figures, her eyes gradually blurred. Those who had died were once the ones who followed her through life and death.
Now...
After the Beiming Mansion was founded, not only did she fail to give them a perfect ending, they had fought and defended the Beiming Mansion with their own lives. This kinship moved Beiming Yu’s heart.
"Mother, don’t be sad. Everything will get better." Beiming Huang stayed close to her mother’s side, walking through the ruins filled with remnants. Some familiar figures were no longer there.
One battle unsuccessful, yet already countless bones lay.
Beiming Yu smiled slightly, saying, "Don’t worry. Those meant to leave can’t be kept. If we can preserve our Beiming Mansion in this disaster, it would be the greatest consolation. It would prevent their sacrifices from being in vain."
"Yes, yes, Mother, the failure this time doesn’t matter. As long as we unite, this disaster isn’t anything too terrifying for our Beiming Mansion. Mother, do you remember what you once told us? No matter the circumstances, one must not bow to destiny. If we strive, at least we have a fifty percent chance. If we don’t try, we won’t even have the last half."
"Destiny is something we strive to alter, not wait for it to change."
"..."
Beiming Yu was stunned, slowly turning around, her eyes misted with tears.
She remembered saying these words to Beiming Huang when she was very young. She didn’t expect these words to be repeated back to her by her daughter.
Hehe, life is unpredictable. At the time she might not have felt much, but now hearing it from her daughter, there was an indescribable feeling of strangeness.
"Yes, we mustn’t bow to fate so easily. Perhaps we still might have a chance?"
Beiming Yu’s mouth revealed a few bitter smiles.
She stepped forward and held Beiming Huang’s hands, gazing deeply and emotionally, "Huanghuang, if, and I mean if, if I’m no longer here, what would you do?"
"Mother, how can you say such disheartening words? Things haven’t reached that point, you shouldn’t say that." Unexpectedly, these words made Beiming Huang burst into tears.
"I said if..." Beiming Yu choked up.
"Mother! There is no if. Everything will pass. The difficulties our Beiming Family is facing now are temporary. It’s not always going to be like this, so Mother, you can’t give up so easily. You still have me. You have Lanlan, you have the entire Beiming Mansion. There’s still one final battle left. How can you be so disheartened?"
As Beiming Lan called herself the ’dead literati’, it was rare for this literate girl to be more eloquent than her sister. At least, these words definitely wouldn’t come out of Beiming Lan’s mouth.
Beiming Yu shook her head with a bitter smile, stepping forward to place a hand on her shoulder.
"Child, things are far from as simple as you imagine. Do you know the kinds of people who have come outside our Beiming Mansion?"
"No! I don’t know. I also don’t want to know. I only know that my mother, Beiming Yu, won’t be defeated so easily!"
Beiming Huang kept shaking her head.
Tears fell from her eyes, "Mother, even if it means death, Huanghuang is willing to accompany you!"
"Huanghuang! If I die, it’s no big deal. But you and Lanlan can’t die. You two are my only daughters. It doesn’t matter if I, Beiming Yu, die. As long as you live. Your bloodline carries my Beiming Yu’s blood. Future restoration of the Beiming Mansion depends on you two, so no matter what, you and Lanlan must live well! Only then can I find solace even if I die."
"Mother. You can’t change me. If you die, I, Beiming Huang, swear I’ll die with you. Even if I can’t kill anyone else, I can at least take my own life!"
Beiming Huang’s persistence surprised Beiming Yu. In her heart, the always gentle and composed Beiming Huang was not supposed to act so irrationally.
Originally, she didn’t even want to say these words to Beiming Lan, given how young and impulsive Beiming Lan still was.
Unexpectedly, similar words from a different daughter received almost the same response. This left Beiming Yu somewhat disappointed.
"Huanghuang, you must listen to me. You might not know the extent of danger this disaster holds. I can boldly tell you that although things might seem calm these days, once it erupts, everyone in our Beiming Mansion may die! Including your mother, me.
So, I want you to live on for the sake of the Beiming’s bloodline. I don’t know whether you or your sister Lanlan will survive after I die, but it’s up to fate to see who can remain, don’t disappoint mother’s expectations, okay?"
Saying this, Beiming Yu shed rare tears, rare in front of her daughter.
A confession before parting in life and death. Just seconds ago, they were standing on these ruins alive, yet who knows what might happen in the seconds to follow?
"Mother... I..."
Just as Beiming Huang attempted to speak, Beiming Yu’s gaze drew strength. She suddenly reached out, grabbing her shoulder and rolling towards a direction in the ruins.
"Whoosh~" The piercing sound was extremely sharp.
Beiming Yu held Beiming Huang, quickly rolling to the side of the ruins. Right after, the beam fell like a meteor. Beiming Yu knew it was likely more forces arriving.
"Mother..."
Beiming Huang was so frightened, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, her body trembled with fear, portraying the reaction of a gentle literate in times of crisis.
"It’s fine. Leave first, mother will hold them off."
At this moment, facing danger, Beiming Yu showed exceptional bravery. She emanated the great love of a mother, shielding her daughter from harm.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Several more beams shot over from the distant sky.
This time, even Liu Jiuhuang in the depths of Beiming Mansion was disturbed.
Swoosh~
After several days of recovery, her injuries were almost healed. Her feet touched the ground, lightly soaring into the air. Her toes landed on the rooftop tiles, sweeping over the sky like a nimble spirit swallow.
"Not good! They’re here again."
Qing Fu, who was meditating, also sensed the energy fluctuations. He kicked aside the sandalwood incense burner in front, raising his head, broke through the rooftop. Like a swift streak of lightning, he rapidly swept through.
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