After all, sunlight can illuminate all things, seeming full of elegance, but in fact... it cannot compare to the Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Thunder on the Chaoyun Sect earlier.
When the Tribulation Thunder appeared, it sealed the cultivation of all cultivators under the heavens, incomparable to the fear sunlight brings to everyone.
Thus, some people have already started attributing the appearance of these celestial phenomena to Shi Qingjun, who just recently "survived the tribulation."
After all, she successfully surpassed such a terrifying Tribulation Thunder, and her realm is probably not much different from that of an Immortal, so everyone can accept that the current celestial phenomena are caused by Shi Qingjun.
Monks from the Buddhist sects of several states looked towards Qing Province, clasped their hands together, and recited Ancient Scriptures.
The darkness of the Demon Sect in Qing Province was completely dispelled by the brilliance, and under the panicked orders of the Sect Leader, they prepared to retreat several thousand miles further.
A teacher hidden within the Confucian Sect picked up an inkstone and splashed ink on a painting, watching the ink form into a Yin and Yang hexagram, exclaiming in surprise, "It is necessary to act when the opportunity arises, like a pearl unearthed... or perhaps a great disaster."
The old teacher felt uncertainty and fear, clearly calculating an omen of heavenly disaster and turmoil, where all things would tremble and a great disaster would descend... but the smooth and warm scene before him bore no traces of calamity.
If it’s not a disaster, then it’s a pearl shining upon the world.
It seems... it must be related to the Chaoyun Sect.
The old Confucian took up his pen and recorded this sunrise scene after the Chaoyun Sect’s Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Thunder.
Evidently, in everyone’s eyes, the most terrifying of all current phenomena was still the Tribulation Thunder which had previously sealed three thousand paths of cultivation at the Chaoyun Sect. With the Chaoyun Sect as a benchmark, no matter how frightening the phenomena are now, they cannot compare to that Tribulation Thunder.
Not comparing to the Tribulation Thunder means not comparing to Immortal Chaoyun.
Chaoyun... Chaoyun... is the morning cloud.
In the absence of a definite conclusion, this responsibility can only fall on Shi Qingjun.
The sunrise of Chaoyun after surviving the tribulation is both reasonable and appropriate.
The entire cultivation realm was bewildered and uncertain because of the mountain-burning and sea-boiling sunrise, though nearly everyone believed... celestial phenomena do not appear without cause; indeed, something significant is happening, or something is emerging across the sky.
In just a quarter of an hour, top cultivators were already discussing whether Shi Qingjun was about to become an Immortal, or if she had cultivated some Divine Technique.
Who could have imagined that this major event currently unfolding was simply a couple wishing to watch the sunrise?
Upon careful thought.
What Yun Qian desired to see was indeed a major event.
The early sun cast a brilliant glow.
Yun Qian leaned in Xu Chang’an’s embrace, watching as the sun rose halfway from the sea, she sensed that Xu Chang’an was no longer watching the sunrise, so she said, "You’ve... seen enough?"
Xu Chang’an, gazing at Yun Qian’s neck in his arms, said, "I haven’t seen enough."
"I mean the sunrise." Yun Qian said.
"I mean you, Miss." Xu Chang’an smiled, "Does Miss know... why I want to watch the sunrise with you?"
"Because you like me."
"Tsk." Xu Chang’an was helpless, "That is one of the reasons."
"Then what are the other reasons?" Yun Qian blinked.
She was actually a bit curious, because usually if he knew she was uncomfortable sleeping on the boat, Xu Chang’an would be more adamant about taking her home.
So, Yun Qian knew Xu Chang’an wanted to see the sunrise, thus she cared about this matter in her dream.
"The reason... I once watched a sunrise long, long ago." Xu Chang’an had a look of reminiscence.
"A long time ago?" Yun Qian squinted her eyes.
"To be exact, it was in a previous life." Xu Chang’an shrugged, "If Miss believes in past lives. If not... then it was my dream."
"Tell me." Yun Qian said.
"By chance, I climbed a mountain, and the early sun hung high above the peaks, the golden light pouring down, truly a scene worth a lifetime of memory." Xu Chang’an took a deep breath and said, "But at that time I wasn’t happy."
"Why weren’t you happy?" Yun Qian blinked, "You don’t like watching the sunrise?"
She thought he liked it.
"The scenery was beautiful." Xu Chang’an covered his face with one hand, then clasped Yun Qian’s waist with both hands, pressing her against himself, saying helplessly, "To say something very unambitious, there was a moment of deep disappointment. I always felt that the one standing there watching the sunrise should be two people."
Watching the sunrise alone would be lonely.
At that time, there were many people on the mountain.
There was also a woman, like him, who went alone to watch the sunrise.
Xu Chang’an had climbed the mountain only once in his past life, so he vividly remembered a woman in a crimson dress from afar, yet at that time he only saw her back, knowing nothing of her past, looks, or age, only knowing... she, like him, came to watch the sunrise alone.
As a young man, he was intrigued by her appearance, and now in retrospect, he wishes it had been Yun Qian.
"Before, I had no one I liked, thinking that someday... I would watch it again." Xu Chang’an tightened his hold on Yun Qian, his eyes gleaming with light.
That’s why he cared about the sunrise; previously Yun Qian couldn’t wake up so early, but today, staying up all night on the boat, he could say it was a long-held plan.
"So you wanted to watch it with me." Yun Qian felt Xu Chang’an’s hands on her lower abdomen and gently grasped them, "Are you happy?"
"Hmm." Xu Chang’an smiled, "I’m very satisfied, indeed no scenery is beautiful if viewed alone."
"I thought you liked being alone." Yun Qian closed her eyes, thinking of the line "Raising the cup to invite the bright moon, turning into three with the shadow" as meaning he would drink alone.