The meaning of the Spirit Pearl

  The Significance of the Spirit Pearl

  Pei Luo pulled on the reins and the horse stopped, he then agilely flipped down from the horse's back.

  He turned his head to look at the horse-drawn carriage beside him, and a faint smile rose on his cold face. "Xuan Yin!" Seeing her lift the curtain, he continued in a warm and gentle voice: "You wait outside the temple first, I'll go in and report."

  Xuan Yin nodded slightly, a bright smile spreading across her beautiful face. "Thank you, Pei Luo." That one smile radiated a brilliant light, like the sun and moon, making people feel that her image was so sacred and beautiful, with an inviolable authority, like a clear moon.

  As if gathering all the beauty between heaven and earth in one body, any living thing in front of her seems dull and loses its color.

  Pei Luo was slightly dazed for a moment, then blushed and smiled back, turning to walk towards the grand hall along the black marble steps.

  He walked into the grand hall, only to see Leng Yue reclining lazily on a sleeping couch, his eyebrows like swords, thin and sensual lips tightly pursed, long eyes half-closed, perfect contours radiating a cold jade-like glow in the sunlight, exuding an icy regal aura and boundless demonic energy.

  He gives off an aura of a monarch standing above the heavens and earth. If the mysterious sound from earlier had an inviolable authority, then the current Cold Qi is another kind of master that looks down on all living things between heaven and earth. His breath is just like his name: cold and eerie. It's as if he has transformed into a completely different person floating in front of everyone.

  Three attendants in yellow robes were carefully holding three large golden trays, kneeling beside the bed. Each tray was filled with delicious fruits, pastries and fine wines for him to enjoy.

  As soon as Bae Rok walked in, the three 'maids' bowed their heads respectfully to greet him. "Your Highness Bae Rok." Their faces were all flushed with shyness, and they couldn't help but steal glances at him. His Highness Bae Rok was so handsome, looking gentle and warm, at least more so than the Emperor, they thought in unison.

  Pei Luo Dan Mo nodded slightly, walked forward and knelt down on one knee, steadily saluted to Leng Shi, "Your Majesty!" He called out respectfully, then stood up.

  He slowly opened his narrow eyes, his face as cold as ever, without a hint of expression. He waved his hand and the three maidservants understood to put the golden tray on the table beside him, then bowed and retreated.

  His frosty gaze fell on Pei Luo, the natural majesty in his eyes making people tremble with fear. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he lazily asked, "Luo, how did you come?"

  A bright smile spread across Pei's face, instantly softening his stern expression. Only in front of this older cousin could he be his true self, without having to pretend to be a calm and collected adult.

  "Brother, I met the 'goddess' Xuan Yin from Music Kingdom when I was on patrol. She had something she wanted to see you about. Since I happened to have some free time, I brought her along to see you." He found a place to sit down by himself and started eating the fruit on the table with an air of leisure, completely unlike his slightly cold demeanor just now.

  Leng Bo looked at him with a hint of a smile in his icy eyes, and teased: "Really? When did you learn to cherish 'jade'?" This kid wouldn't have taken a liking to someone, would he?!

  Pei Luo awkwardly stuffed a grape into his mouth, stunned for a moment. When did this expressionless brother also learn to tease people? He cleared his throat with a serious face and asked: "Brother, if Xuan Yin wants to borrow the Huan Ling Pearl, will you...?" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Qi's icy and ruthless voice.

  Another arrogant 'woman', with contempt in her icy gaze, and a gloomy face that's frightening. In a cold and stern voice, she said: "I won't lend it to her, let her go back." A chilly rejection, without any room for negotiation. The thought of seeing her idea was also dispelled.

  I knew Brother would definitely refuse, over the years there have been too many 'women' who came to the Dark Kingdom for the sake of getting the Huanling Pearl, even at the cost of climbing into Brother's 'bed'. But this time he just felt that Xuan Yin was different, she gave people a sense of elegance, without any sense of clinging to power. "Brother, Xuan Yin is different, you'll know when you see her." Pei Luo said somewhat anxiously.

  His icy gaze was devoid of any ripple, to him all women were the same, no one was an exception. He turned and vanished into thin air, "Let her go, make her scram."

  Pei Luo stood still, gazing at the empty and spacious hall, and let out a sigh of helplessness. He clearly knew that once his brother made up his mind about something, no one could change it. Xuan Yin stood at the foot of the temple steps, her purple eyes filled with expectation as she looked at the magnificent temple. Seeing Pei Luo walking towards her, her clear eyes sparkled, and a smile spread across her face.

  Pei Luo came to her side, looking at her with guilt and apology in his tiger-like eyes, "Xuan Yin, I'm really sorry! I wasn't able to help you." If she hadn't come for the Huan Ling Pearl, perhaps he would have been able to help her.

  Her eyes dimmed slightly, and a sense of loss flashed through her heart. She looked at him, forcing a faint smile on her lips, shaking her head. "Pei Luo, thank you! I'm already happy that you can help me. This was originally my own matter, no matter the outcome, I will wait here until he sees me." For the sake of her country, she must borrow the Huan Ling Pearl. Her eyes shone with determination and unyielding spirit, revealing the deepest emotions in her heart at this moment, complex and profound, like stars in a dark night.

  Seeing her determination, Pei Luo's heart skipped a beat. He still whispered in a low voice, "However, Xuan Yin, the king's decision is something that no one can change. You'd better think of another way."

  Xuan Yin shook her head firmly and said resolutely, "No, I won't give up. I will definitely wait for the day he agrees." She would never give up, for the sake of her people, her bright purple eyes shone with a brilliant light as she stood at the entrance of the temple.

  He shook his head helplessly and gazed at her deeply before turning around and leaving.

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  The scorching sun was baking the earth, as if its own temperature wasn't high enough, frantically releasing its heat.

  Xuán yīn zhàn zài yáng guāng xià, hàn zhū bù tíng de cóng é jiān huá xià. Tā jiān yì de mù guāng wàng zhe miàn qián de shén diàn, sī háo méi yǒu bàn diǎn fàng qì de dǎ suàn.

  His slender, icy gaze fell on the figure standing in the sunlight within the light circle, his mouth curled into a cold, cruel arc. He hadn't expected that 'woman' to last this long; it seemed he had underestimated her. However, his icy gaze still held disdain, for in his eyes, all 'women' were creatures who clung to the powerful and sought fame and fortune.

  "Brother, Xuan Yin really came for the sake of her country. She truly doesn't know the meaning behind the representative of the Huan Ling Pearl." For these past few days, Pei Luo has been running to the temple every day, using all his might to persuade, hoping to make Cold Qi change his mind.

  Leng Buo waved his hand, and the light ring quickly disappeared. He turned to look at Pei Luo beside him, a puzzled expression on his face. "Luo, you're being so diligent this time, could it be that you have feelings for her?"

  Pei Luo Jun's face turned red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he jumped up. "Brother, don't talk nonsense, I just think of her as a friend." Although she was indeed very excellent, but he didn't have that kind of heart-pounding feeling towards her. He simply purely admired her straightforward and unaffected personality.

  Leng Buo thought he was embarrassed, so he went up and patted him on the shoulder. "Lu, although she is a 'goddess', but in our dark kingdom, her identity doesn't count for much." However, if she really was as his younger cousin said, letting them be together wasn't impossible either, as long as this younger cousin liked it.

  Pei Luo's face hurt as he said, "Brother, I'm not talking about her identity, it's just that I really don't have those kind of feelings for her." His brother still misunderstood him.

  Leng Bo's lips slightly curled up at the corners as he walked back to his own position. "Let her in," he said, wanting to see just how she would persuade him.

  Xuan Yin elegantly stepped up the black stone stairs, slowly making her way to the temple. She walked calmly until she reached Lord Cold's presence, bowed her head and paid her respects. "Xuan Yin has arrived before Your Majesty, the Demon King!" She lifted her head, her purple eyes gazing at Lord Cold, who sat in the highest position, exuding an aura of noble dignity and majestic grandeur, as if he were the sole ruler of the world, with a demeanor that was both elegant and awe-inspiring.

  In his cold and lonely eyes, there wasn't a single ripple of emotion. No matter how beautiful the woman was, she made no difference to him.

  His profound icy gaze, coldly looked at her, and asked in a low voice: "Say your purpose for coming here?" His tone was filled with doubt, but it had an irresistible command that made people convince.

  Her eyes shone with profound wisdom, not retreating in the slightest due to his cold demeanor. She looked at him firmly, "Your Majesty, I have come to your country this time to borrow the Illusory Spirit Pearl." She had to borrow it, or else she would be unable to account for herself to her people.

  Suddenly, a figure appeared beside her, his deep, dark eyes gazing into her purple pupils. He stretched out his slender fingers to lift up her pale, tender cheek, slowly closing in on her. Just as she thought he was going to kiss her, his eyes narrowed like those of a dangerous leopard, and he asked coldly: "Is your purpose really that simple?" His eyes were filled with thick disdain, and the mocking intent on his face was even more intense.

  Xuan Yin's heart skipped a beat at his actions, and she involuntarily took in a breath of cold air. She retreated two steps back, her beautiful face flushing red. "Please restrain yourself, Your Majesty the Demon King!"

  His fingers suddenly left her chin, sneering coldly, "Heh... self-importance? Do you know what the Phantom Pearl represents?" Don't tell him that she wouldn't know something that everyone knows.

  Xuan Yin looked at him with a puzzled expression, her eyes filled with confusion, and shook her head vaguely. She really didn't know what the Huan Ling Pearl represented; she just purely wanted to borrow the Huan Ling Ball to save her country.

  He looked at her with disdain, "The Phantom Pearl is the symbol of the Demon King." He spoke slowly and deliberately, his icy eyes intent on seeing her delighted expression and the greedy, disgusting face that would be consumed by power.

  Who is Xuan Yin? She exclaimed in surprise, her purple eyes filled with incredulity. "What?" Xuan Yin really didn't expect that the Huan Ling Pearl was actually a symbol of Mo Hou, and her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, suddenly chilled to the bone.