Journey to the Mysterious Sea

In the moonlight that was gently and silently sprinkled like the gurgling water, Li Qingfei stood there quietly like a quiet statue exuding unique charm. The watery moonlight gently enveloped her, as if she was covered with a layer of silver gauze as thin as a cicada's wing. The silver gauze fluttered slightly under the gentle breeze, like a dream. She raised her head slightly, with a bit of confusion and contemplation in her eyes, staring at the sky that was so deep that it seemed like an endless abyss. The sky was like a huge piece of ink-colored silk, mysterious and distant, which made people fall into endless reverie. In the endless darkness, it seemed that countless secrets and unknowns were hidden, attracting her eyes and making her thoughts drift away involuntarily.

She took a slow, deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb the cool moonlight completely into her heart. The coolness flowed slowly through her body like a spring, soaking her mind and body. Her skin glowed with a light luster under the moonlight, as soft as pearls, as if she had merged with the moonlight and become a part of this quiet night.

Her thoughts, like a kite with a broken string, drifted back to a period of time ago. For her, that period was the darkest and lowest time in her life, a memory that was like a nightmare and could not be erased.

At that time, Xiaoyao Sect sent a group of fellow disciples to urge her. They were like a group of merciless evil spirits, rushing into her world with great momentum, forcing her to return to the sect without mercy. Their eyes were cold and fierce, as if they wanted to devour her. Their words were cold and sharp, like a ruthless blade, mercilessly piercing Li Qingfei's already fragile heart.

Every word was like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly hitting her heart, making her already broken heart even more shattered. "Li Qingfei, how long do you think you can hide? Come back with us!" "Don't refuse a toast, this is not up to you!"

Those words kept echoing in her ears, constantly reminding her that she was still like a fish on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered, without any power to resist and could only survive at the mercy of others.

This deep feeling of powerlessness, like a dark tide, completely submerged her, making her feel extremely painful and desperate. She felt as if she was in a dark abyss, surrounded by endless cold and loneliness, without a trace of warmth or hope.

The icy cold feeling spread from her heart, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

However, she also clearly understood that only by making herself strong could she truly control her own destiny and escape from this tragic predicament.

This belief took root in her heart and grew like a burning flame, burning stronger and stronger.

The flame was hot and bright, illuminating the darkness in her heart and giving her the strength and courage to move forward.

Li Qingfei's heart was burning with an extreme desire for powerful strength, an almost crazy obsession. Her eyes were fixed on the noble and mysterious purple sika deer in front of her.

The fur of this sika deer is like a dreamy purple mist, hazy and charming, exuding a mysterious and alluring aura.

The purple hair sparkled under the moonlight, as if it was inlaid with countless bright stars.

Those lights are so dazzling, like the brightest stars in the night sky, making it impossible to look away.

She took another deep breath, which seemed to carry all the courage and firm determination in her heart. Then, she asked softly, "Do you think I should go?" Her voice was soft and trembling, with a hint of confusion and uneasiness. The voice seemed particularly clear in the silent night, as if it was a reflection of her inner struggle and hesitation.

The sika deer seemed to understand her words and gently tugged at Li Qingfei's sleeve with its hoof, as if to express its thoughts in a tactful way. Its eyes showed a hint of tenderness and concern, as if to comfort Li Qingfei. The eyes contained deep emotions, which made people feel warm and at ease.

Li Qingfei stood there quietly, staring at the sika deer with her eyes, and her eyes were filled with a deep reluctance, like a deep lake with no bottom to see, a complex emotion that was intertwined with thousands of flavors and difficult to describe. Her eyes were deep and misty, as if the sika deer was a reflection of her inner world.

She murmured softly, "Don't you want me to go?" Her voice was filled with helplessness and sadness, and that sadness was like a very sad piece of music, slowly flowing in the air. The voice was like weeping, like a thread, lingering, as if to pour out all the pain and struggle in her heart.

The sika deer seemed to fully understand her intention and nodded vigorously. There seemed to be a hint of worry and uneasiness in its eyes, as if it was deeply worried about Li Qingfei's uncertain future. Its furry ears trembled gently, and each tremble seemed so cautious, as if it was listening attentively to every word of Li Qingfei's heart, eager to give her more comfort and unwavering support. There was a gentle and firm strength in its eyes, as if telling Li Qingfei that no matter what decision she made, it would be by her side.

However, at this moment, Li Qingfei seemed to have made some extraordinary and firm determination. Her eyes suddenly became extremely firm, as if burning with blazing flames, hot and resolute. Her body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of the strong belief in her heart.

She said to herself, "If I don't become stronger, how can I control my own destiny? If I can't control my own destiny, then I will always be the fish in the hands of others, a toy that can be slaughtered at will. I, Li Qingfei, will never be willing to be someone else's plaything! Never!" Her words were firm and powerful, like the sound of metal hitting stone, crisp and loud, echoing for a long time in the silent moonlight. Every word seemed to be a burning spark, igniting her inner fighting spirit. The sound spread across the open field, startling a group of roosting birds, which flapped their wings and flew away, and seemed to be shocked by this firm determination. The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on Li Qingfei's body, reflecting her resolute figure. She was like a lonely warrior, ready to meet the challenge of fate.