Myth Beyond Heaven

As they continued their journey, traversing mountains and rivers under the vast expanse of the sky, Yun Lintian and Fu Mingyao's paths intertwined further. Their initial cautiousness gradually melted away, replaced by a sense of camaraderie forged in shared experiences and a common goal.

One day, as they rested beside a crystal-clear stream, Fu Mingyao suddenly broke the silence. "Yun Lintian," she began, her voice hesitant, "there's something I need to tell you."

Yun Lintian turned to face her, his expression attentive. "What is it?"

Fu Mingyao took a deep breath, as if steeling herself for a difficult confession. "I'm not actually heading to the Misty Cloud Palace," she admitted, her gaze fixed on the rippling water. "I'm running away from my family."

Yun Lintian raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Running away?"

Fu Mingyao nodded, a hint of bitterness creeping into her voice. "My family arranged a marriage for me, to a man I've never met. I refused, and they've been trying to force me to comply ever since."

"I see," Yun Lintian said slowly.

A brief silence fell between them, broken only by the gentle murmur of the stream. Yun Lintian studied Fu Mingyao's profile, noticing the subtle lines of worry etched on her otherwise serene face.

"What do you plan to do now?" he asked finally.

Fu Mingyao's lips curled into a wry smile. "I don't know. I just want to be free. To live my own life, make my own choices."

Yun Lintian nodded in understanding. "Since you are a native here, why don't you try to leave this region?"

"It's not as easy as you think," Fu Mingyao shook her head. "To go to other regions, I must have a recommendation letter. Otherwise, they would deem me a spy."

Yun Lintian was puzzled. "Why?"

"I forgot that you are new here," Fu Mingyao smiled and explained. "The Holy Lands are vast, but the lands are also limited. In this competitive situation, each region must take care of its own resources strictly. As a native here, I cannot go to other regions at will. They would think I went there for their resources."

"I see," Yun Lintian nodded slowly. This had refreshed his understanding of the competition here. It was more severe than he had initially imagined.

"What about me?" he suddenly asked. "Can I travel to other regions?"

"You can. You are considered a wandering cultivator. However, there are many places you cannot visit. Some places are forbidden to outsiders. You will be killed directly," Fu Mingyao answered.

"Understood." Yun Lintian nodded. "It's quite troublesome here."

"Indeed. But compared to a native like me, you are much more free. At least, you don't have to be restricted by your faction." Fu Mingyao said gently. "If possible, I don't recommend you joining any faction. While it's good to have a backer and some resources, it's not worth it in a long run."

"Thanks. I don't plan to join any faction." Yun Lintian responded with a smile.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the landscape, they decided to make camp for the night. Yun Lintian gathered firewood while Fu Mingyao prepared a simple meal.

As they sat by the crackling fire, sharing the food and stories, a sense of peace settled over them. It was a fleeting moment of respite from the harsh realities of their world, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was still beauty and companionship to be found.

The next morning, they awoke to the sound of rustling leaves and approaching footsteps. Yun Lintian and Fu Mingyao exchanged a glance and got up.

At this moment, a group of figures emerged from the trees, their faces hidden behind masks. They surrounded Yun Lintian and Fu Mingyao, their weapons drawn.

"Fu Mingyao," a cold voice spoke from behind one of the masks, "you can't run forever. It's time to come home."

Fu Mingyao's expression hardened. "I'm not going back," she declared, her voice unwavering.

"You don't have a choice." The masked man spoke and beckoned the others behind him. They immediately lunged forward.

"Stay out of this. Find a chance to leave," Fu Mingyao spoke up and jumped toward the oncoming attackers.

Yun Lintian had no intention of meddling in other people's business from the beginning. He simply stood there, watching everything in silence.

However, the leader of the masked men looked at Yun Lintian, and his intention was clear; he wouldn't let Yun Lintian go.

Yun Lintian noticed this. He glanced at him and said calmly, "If you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you. It's as simple as that."

The group leader narrowed his eyes, his aura erupted, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

"Why don't you listen?" Yun Lintian sighed and waved his hand, sending a wind blade toward the group leader.

The group leader thought he could take Yun Lintian down in a swift fashion. The moment the wind blade flew toward him, his entire body instantly went cold as he recognized the gap in power between them.

However, before he could react, the wind blade suddenly accelerated and cut through his body like tofu.

Puff!

The group leader's body was cut in half directly under the sharp wind blade. The scene immediately stunned everyone.

Fu Mingyao even forgot to attack her opponents. She stared at Yun Lintian blankly.

Yun Lintian turned to look at the remaining masked men and waved his hand. Instantly, all of them turned into pieces without any resistance.

Yun Lintian then waved his hand again, throwing fireballs toward the remains, burning them

to ashes.

Fu Mingyao came back to her senses and said, "You... are strong."

"Who are they?" Yun Lintian asked. He didn't care about Fu Mingyao's predicament, but he wanted to know their identity in case they came after him later.

"They are dead soldiers from the Chu Clan of the Divine Moon God City. The Chu Clan ancestor is a True God serving under the Divine Moon God Clan. Because my Fu Clan ancestor suffered an injury, we are forced to comply by marrying me to Chu Che, the young patriarch of the Chu

Clan," Fu Mingyao explained briefly.

"Oh." Yun Lintian nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to implicate you," Fu Mingyao bowed her head apologetically.

"It's fine. I'm already used to it." Yun Lintian waved his hand dismissively. Since he arrived in this world, he had been implicated in many situations for no reason, and he felt nothing about it now.

Fu Mingyao hesitated briefly and said nothing in the end.

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