บททั้งหมดของ Beneath the Immortal Sky: A Heart Left Burning: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Three days before the ceremony, Elder Peng Shaowei made his final move.It was more personal than they had expected. They had been watching for another institutional maneuver — a committee, a procedural challenge, something that required navigation through official channels. What he did instead was go directly to the First Elder with a formal objection to the bonding ceremony itself.His argument was that Lihua's cultivation path had not been verified by independent assessment, and that a formal bonding between a sect elder and an unverified cultivator created potential institutional liability for the Tiancang Sect.He called her an uncontrolled variable.The First Elder summoned Lihua alone the following morning.— ✦ —The First Elder's study was at the highest point of the central peak and the air up there was genuinely thin, every breath requiring a little more effort than usual. The view was extraordinary — the whole mountain spread out below, every peak visible, the bridges conne

She woke before dawn without an alarm.Her sleep had been deep and complete, the sleep of someone who has finished making decisions and can rest properly. She woke because the mountain was doing something specific at that early hour — the combination of pre-dawn light and spring air and the sect's ancient formation network created, in the hour before sunrise, a quality of stillness that she had come to think of as the mountain breathing on its own.She sat at the window and watched the sky change.From black to a blue that had no other name. Then to a grey that was almost silver. Then the first pale gold at the eastern edge — not yet sunrise but the promise of it, coming slowly the way all real things arrive.She thought about her mother.She thought about her often, still. But this morning was different. It was less the sharp pain of someone missing and more the quiet warmth of someone still present — the way people who shaped us stay in how we move through the world long after they

Once the ceremony ended, the feast took over—and, honestly, it looked like Elder Zhao had put way more energy into the food than into the official proceedings. Platters kept appearing as if by magic. At some point, Lihua started to suspect Zhao had all but conscripted half the village into kitchen duty. And the wine—plenty of that, enough to keep spirits high. Ruoxuan darted from person to person, cornering anyone who stood still and launching into wild explanations about emotional meridian theory, looking so gleeful you’d think she’d just invented gravity.Off to the side, Su Fengling and the First Elder slipped into one of their intense discussions. They always did this. Heads together, lost in overlapping research, their focus somewhere else entirely. Lihua didn’t mind—this was so them, and it fit.Elder Zhao wandered in and out of the crowd, blinking a bit too much but not fooling anyone. He kept insisting he was fine, hugging platters, eyes just a little glassy, claiming it was t

Yanmei came back three more times over the following week, and each time she came she pushed a little further.The first return visit she asked to see the cultivation chamber. Lihua showed her the outer room only and said the inner chamber was restricted during active research phases, which was true and also convenient.The second visit she brought a junior researcher from her sect — a young man who spent the entire visit taking notes on everything he could see. Lihua served tea and talked about published work only and watched the young man write things down with the focused efficiency of someone who had been given a specific list of things to find.The third visit Yanmei arrived alone and tried a different approach entirely.She waited until Yijun had stepped out to check on Ruoxuan's afternoon session, and then she turned to Lihua with the smile gone and something more direct in its place.'I want to be honest with you,' she said.Lihua raised her eyebrows. 'Please.''I was sent her

It started as a rumor, the way the worst things always do — quietly, in corridors, dressed in concern.The rumor was this: Wen Lihua's cultivation path was dangerous. Not just unusual. Actively dangerous to practitioners, because it operated through uncontrolled emotional energy that could destabilize the meridians of anyone in close proximity during a high-output session.She heard it first from Ruoxuan, who had heard it from two senior disciples who had been very casual about saying it in front of her, which meant they had intended for her to hear.The girl came to her with the specific expression of someone who is angry on someone else's behalf and trying to hold it together.'They are saying it in the main peak common areas,' Ruoxuan said. 'I heard two of Elder Peng's outer disciples talking about it this morning. They were not exactly quiet about it.''What exactly are they saying?''That your last high-output session damaged the seventh peak's formation lining. That there have b