Evening descended upon the Eternal Celestial Haven like a silken veil, casting twilight hues upon the vast fortress that defied the heavens. The Eternal Lotus Garden shimmered beneath the celestial glow, its blooming lotuses glowing faintly with immortal energy, dancing as if in harmony with the hearts of the two who stood within it. The soft rustle of leaves and the tranquil flow of the spirit infused stream painted a picture of peace — but the fire burning in their veins told a different story. Tianyang and Yuqing strolled hand in hand, their robes fluttering in rhythm with the spiritual winds that danced around them.
Tianyang reached for her hand, his fingers brushing against hers — a soft caress more powerful than any cultivation technique. He turned to her, his voice a low whisper that cut through the night's silence. "Sometimes," he murmured, "I forget there's anything outside of us. You, me… our family, our clan. Everything we've shaped — it's more than I ever dreamed."
