vstars Chapter 359 Winter's Chill and Flowing Clouds, Star Lord Falls in the Southern Sea
Chapter 359 Winter's Chill and Flowing Clouds, Star Lord Falls in the Southern Sea
The Tian Shu calendar is in its 655th year.
Your Majesty Emperor Li Zhi, the supreme ruler who holds the Nine Heavens Star Chart and treads on the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces, is now displaying a decisiveness even more profound than the frozen stars of the Northern Underworld Abyss!
The emperor's thought was like a guillotine from the heavens, carrying with it ancient ice, and crashed down!
The first to be affected was Xiao Sizi's number one father, who was as reliable as a white jade pillar supporting the sky—the star of the late Emperor Taizong, Chu Suiliang, who supported the magnificent court with his righteous spirit and unyielding integrity!
A decree of banishment, inscribed with chilling frost runes and swirling with an invisible repulsive vortex, pierced through the celestial palace shrouded in auspicious seven-colored clouds like a meteor from outer space, instantly stripping away the radiant protective aura and the purple jade scepter symbolizing authority that once adorned Lord Chu.
The celestial radiance was extinguished abruptly like a candle flame caught in a gale. The Star Lord's figure transformed into a dim stream of light, falling straight to the mortal realm, landing in the desolate Tanzhou region, where poisonous miasma spread like ink mist and spiritual veins withered like stagnant water, to become the so-called "local governor"—in reality, he was banished to a place of utter exile where the immortal spirits were completely extinguished, a golden prison.
"Waaah..." Little Sizi lay by the brocade skylight adorned with sparkling stars, watching the dim light fade into the distance. Her little mouth pouted, and a rare, genuine, wet sadness appeared on her rosy cheeks. "My dear Uncle Star Lord Number One... he was just swept away by the shimmering light... I miss him so much! I haven't finished learning the 'Righteousness and Integrity' calligraphy book that Daddy taught me to write!"
Of course, our clever and mischievous little fairy, whose heart shines brighter than the stars, wouldn't stay obediently in the palace like ordinary fairy maidens, shedding tears of starlight. She stretched out her chubby little hand with its dimples and precisely, with a touch of domineering, grabbed the wide sleeves of the ethereal and star-patterned Zi'an Immortal Lord beside her, whose temperament was as aloof as the first light of moonlight and whose features were as exquisite as a fine brush painting: "Zi'an, my lord! Come on, come on! Accompany me on a treasure hunt and adventure in the 'Changsha Immortal Realm'!"
Ostensibly a trip for fun and adventure, Xiao Sizi was actually carrying a heavy burden in her heart—she was going to visit the banished Star Lord Uncle.
In that "celestial realm" where spiritual energy was thinned by the heavy dust of the mortal world, Lord Chu Suiliang, though his celestial radiance was obscured and his robes stained with mortal mud, remained as upright and unyielding as a lone pine tree rooted in a desolate cliff.
He would hold Sizi's soft little hand in his warm, dry big hand, and with his fingers as a guide, his fingertips swirling with a faint golden aura, he would guide her stroke by stroke on the celestial brocade woven from unfolding clouds, to comprehend the "Book of Righteousness and Righteousness" which contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and the trajectory of the sun, moon and stars.
Little Sizi held his breath and focused intently, his face tense. His crooked handwriting, like a sprout breaking through the soil, faintly revealed the style of Chu Suiliang's calligraphy, which was as lone as a peak and as strong as iron hooks. His calligraphy skills were like a seedling being watered by fairy dew, growing rapidly!
However, the wrath of the heavens above is unpredictable, and the fury of thunder is not to be underestimated.
Before Chu Xingjun's immortal robe could even warm up in the thin smoke of Tanzhou, the second "Flowing Clouds Order," even more severe and carrying a deeper chill, tore through the sky and arrived with a roar!
This time, the destination is the legendary Guilin Ancient Fairy Mountain, where ancient banyan spirits whisper, mirages drift like colorful veils over the Li River, and stalagmites stand tall like a forest pointing to the sky.
"Wow! Guilin! I'm here to explore and find treasure!" Little Sizi tried to hide her worries in her dimples, cheering and jumping for joy. Like a happy little lark, she pulled her brother Zian along, riding the wind through the magnificent peaks and beautiful waters, amidst the misty and spiritual atmosphere. It was truly a carefree and leisurely trip.
She would still run to Uncle Chu to practice calligraphy. In the natural landscape of ink paintings, the brush tip dipped in the clear dew of the Li River seemed to be imbued with the spiritual charm of heaven and earth. In the calligraphy, one could almost hear the tinkling of mountain springs and see the swirling clouds.
However, the melancholy between Uncle Chu's brows, and his deep gaze that often looked towards the northern capital, piercing through the mountains, weighed heavily on Xiao Sizi's heart, even more so than the perpetual misty rain of Guilin.
Later... even the little ox's spiritual eyes, which could discern the trajectory of the Milky Way and see through the true meaning of the clouds, felt fear and confusion for the first time, and dared not follow that flowing cloud anymore.
The end of the banishment pointed to the southern dead zone beyond the Nine Heavens Barrier, a place filled with bone-corroding miasma and poisonous fog, where barbaric totems flickered with eerie light in the shadows, and even celestial birds avoided it—close to the legendary "Baiyue Witchcraft and Ghostly Frontier" (Vietnam)!
A place whose name sounds as tender and lingering as willow catkins in spring, but is actually a desolate and isolated place where even the faintest trace of celestial energy is as thin as a candle in the wind, and could be extinguished at any moment—Aizhou.
“Aizhou…” Little Sizi murmured, clutching her beloved plush rabbit embroidered with stars and moon. Her sweet dimples disappeared, and for the first time, a heavy, leaden-gray twilight mist, unbecoming of a child, clouded her large, clear eyes. “I…I’m too scared to go…It’s too far and too dark there. The miasma is like a venomous snake that bites. I don’t even dare to set foot on the stars…”
Her small body trembled slightly, as if she could feel, across the cold river of endless time and space, that the number one star lord, Uncle Aye, who stood as firm as a mountain, in that desolate wasteland completely abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, his immortal essence flowing away irrevocably like sand in an hourglass, his soul like a flickering candle flame in the wind, in boundless darkness and loneliness.
Finally... it faded away... A bittersweet sadness, like countless unseen pebbles poking at her chest, surged and blocked Sizi's small, warm heart.