Mo Ziyan opened her eyes, and within her pair of jet-black pupils, two pink cherry blossom imprints appeared.
Ye Kunlun gazed at the two cherry blossom imprints, a faint daze washing over his mind.
For a fleeting moment, he felt as though the Mo Ziyan before him hadn't remembered their past, but was still another Mo Ziyan.
"Yan'er, do you remember now?"
Ye Kunlun's expression was normal as he looked at Mo Ziyan, who was sitting cross-legged on the green stone, and asked indifferently.
Whether Mo Ziyan remembered their shared experiences or not, they were childhood sweethearts, and she was the sensible and well-behaved Mo Ziyan.
Hearing Ye Kunlun's words, Mo Ziyan frowned slightly, a hint of coldness in her brows. "Who are you?"
Ye Kunlun was stunned. It seemed Mo Ziyan not only didn't remember who he was, but her second personality had also forgotten him.
It appeared that the Mo Ziyan before him had become the true Cherry Blossom Goddess.
"So, you are the Cherry Blossom Goddess?" Ye Kunlun asked.
Mo Ziyan nodded slightly. "I am the Cherry Blossom Goddess. Why are you on Cherry Mountain? Outsiders are never allowed to set foot here."
As she spoke, Mo Ziyan raised her jade hand, and a cherry blossom imprint appeared in her palm.
Instantly, Ye Kunlun sensed a terrifying power surge towards him.
With Mo Ziyan's move, the cherry blossoms all over the mountain seemed to come alive, each petal transforming into killing intent and converging upon him.
Ye Kunlun never expected that the first thing Mo Ziyan would do upon waking was try to kill him.
For some inexplicable reason, he felt like laughing.
"Yan'er." Ye Kunlun sighed softly, his voice filled with helplessness and a hint of amusement, directly dispersing the pervasive killing intent.
Upon hearing the name "Yan'er," Mo Ziyan's delicate body trembled slightly, as if a long-closed door deep within her memory had suddenly creaked open.
"Kun, Kunlun gege..."
Mo Ziyan murmured in a dazed tone, "No, that's wrong. I am the Cherry Blossom Goddess, the supreme deity of the Eastern Seas."
Mo Ziyan frowned deeply, her tone becoming sharp again.
A flicker of joy appeared in Ye Kunlun's eyes. It seemed Mo Ziyan hadn't forgotten him, but rather the Cherry Blossom Goddess's consciousness had taken absolute dominance, sealing Mo Ziyan's memories away in a corner.
"Yan'er." Ye Kunlun spoke again, his voice infused with spiritual power.
He was attempting to awaken Mo Ziyan's memories.
"No, no, no!" The Cherry Blossom Goddess seemed to find this address of "Yan'er" difficult to accept.
Yet, the words "Yan'er" were like a curse, reaching into the deepest recesses of her memory and forcefully pushing open that door.
"Kunlun gege..."
Mo Ziyan's expression finally changed. Her beautiful eyes gazed at Ye Kunlun, no longer with icy coldness.
"Kunlun gege, Yan'er, Yan'er misses you so much!"
Mo Ziyan's memories and consciousness began to awaken, finally recognizing the person before her as the one she had yearned for day and night.
"Yan'er, Kunlun gege misses you too." Ye Kunlun stepped forward, placing his hand on Mo Ziyan's head and gently stroking it.
A resisting voice echoed in Mo Ziyan's heart, but it vanished in an instant; it was the Cherry Blossom Goddess's consciousness.
"Impossible, how could your consciousness possibly gain the upper hand!"
The Cherry Blossom Goddess's consciousness roared in fury. She wanted to completely obliterate Mo Ziyan's consciousness, or she would become someone else!
She refused to be Mo Ziyan; she wanted to be the supreme deity of the Eastern Seas.
"You're not allowed to hurt Kunlun gege!" Mo Ziyan exclaimed angrily towards the Cherry Blossom Goddess.
Strangely enough, Mo Ziyan's outburst of anger directly suppressed the Cherry Blossom Goddess.
Mo Ziyan savored Ye Kunlun's touch, like a docile kitten, occasionally nuzzling her cheek against his palm.
"Kunlun gege."
Mo Ziyan could no longer suppress the longing and love for Ye Kunlun in her heart. She stood up and threw herself into his embrace.
"Kunlun gege, Yan'er doesn't want to leave you ever again."
Mo Ziyan sobbed softly in Ye Kunlun's arms, "Yan'er feels like it's been an entire long century, in a dark world, as if I'd never see Kunlun gege again."
A trace of heartache appeared in Ye Kunlun's eyes as he gently patted Mo Ziyan's fragrant shoulder. "Silly girl, Kunlun gege is always here, and will always be by Yan'er's side, protecting you."
Mo Ziyan then raised her head, tears still in her eyes, and met Ye Kunlun's gaze. She then deliberately stood on tiptoe and leaned in to kiss Ye Kunlun's lips.
In that instant, cherry blossoms began to fall all over Cherry Mountain, swirling towards them like a vast blanket of petals.
Eastern Seas Shrine.
The High Priest opened his eyes, his gaze seeming to pierce through space as he witnessed everything that had transpired on Cherry Mountain.
He sighed lightly, "The Cherry Blossom Goddess has ultimately been suppressed. He is indeed the greatest variable..."
The next second, the High Priest seemed to hear a displeased cold snort, his vision went black, and everything on Cherry Mountain vanished from his sight.
Southwest, within the deepest forbidden land of the Witch Clan.
There lay a colossal creature coiled in a heap.
Suddenly, it stirred, lifting a massive head and glancing towards the Eastern Seas.
It was a snake's head, its pair of eerie vertical pupils shimmering with a faint green light, the irises covered in patterns like glazed glass.
The moment it raised its head, a green shadow coalesced upon it.
"Ye Clan... you do indeed carry the bloodline of the Ye Clan within you."
A hoarse, hissing voice seemed to emanate from the serpent's mouth, or perhaps from the green shadow.
"Cang... hiss... I will ultimately descend and reclaim everything that belongs to us, the Witch race."
With that, the giant serpent's body began to writhe.
Moments later, beneath its massive form, a maiden of about fifteen or sixteen years old was revealed.
Even in her unconscious state, one could discern a striking resemblance to Ye Kunlun in her features.
If Ye Kunlun were present, he would undoubtedly recognize the maiden as his sister, whom he had been searching for so desperately.
The green shadow gazed at the maiden, and two green beams of light shot into her body.
"Soon, it won't be long before I cultivate the most powerful genius of the Witch race, hiss..."
The serpent's body writhed once more, and the maiden disappeared.
The green shadow slowly dissipated, and the giant black snake fell back into slumber.
Ye Kunlun frowned, clearly sensing something.
"Southwest!"
Ye Kunlun's gaze sharpened. He had caught a trace of an inexplicable emotion just now.
"Sister!"
Ye Kunlun recalled what Zhuge Chu had said – his sister was in the southwest.
That subtle guidance from the unknown just now also originated from the southwest.
However, at this very moment, another call, this time from the known, reached him.
Ye Kunlun's brow furrowed, a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"Kunlun Xu..."
Ye Kunlun looked towards the direction of Kunlun. This was the first time since he had descended the mountain that he had felt the summons from Kunlun Xu.
"Has something happened in Kunlun?"
Ye Kunlun withdrew his thoughts and stopped pondering. He put his arm around Mo Ziyan's waist and instantly traversed space, heading directly for Kunlun.