Atop the snow-capped peaks, there lay a mere thousand-square-meter alpine lake, yet despite the biting cold summit, its waters showed no sign of freezing. The water was icy, but crystal clear to the bottom, and a Snow Lotus, pure white as jade, bloomed right in the center of the small lake…
When Hei Ming Yingjie arrived and beheld that Snow Lotus, her expression shifted to one of sheer delight…
“Shixuan, you can be reforged now…” Gazing at the snow-white lotus, Hei Ming Yingjie spoke to Hei Ming Shixuan, who resided within the scimitar…
“Hee hee, then hurry up, Sister!” Hei Ming Shixuan, having spotted the pure white Snow Lotus as well, replied with a joyful sound…
Hei Ming Yingjie nodded, saying no more. With a single hand snatching at the void, she pulled forth spirit herbs, each at least ten thousand years old—Lingzhi mushrooms, Nine-Leaf Grass, Peiyuan Herbs, and countless others…
If these medicinal ingredients were unleashed upon the world, they would surely stir up chaos, yet to Hei Ming Yingjie, they seemed no more significant than common cabbage—as abundant as one could desire…
In addition to these spirit herbs, Hei Ming Yingjie produced items whose names she didn't even know; these things merely floated suspended in mid-air…
Hei Ming Yingjie smiled faintly, and a wisp of purple flame emerged from her fingertip, flicking directly towards the medicinal materials. Immediately, the herbs hissed, and streams of pure spiritual energy were forcefully drawn out, merging continuously until they formed a pool of milky-white essence…
However, it seemed contained, as if held by something… [Note: The original text contained garbled characters here: .1$6$.$\m 1|6|]—it hovered in the emptiness…
Then, Hei Ming Yingjie walked directly onto the surface of the frigid lake. Meeting no resistance, she arrived beside the tens-of-thousands-of-years-old Snow Lotus. Drawing the Purple Moon Blade from her waist, she made a gentle slash…
“Chih…” The seemingly solid body of the Snow Lotus was cleanly severed by the Purple Moon Blade, and a juice resembling fresh blood flowed out…
Faintly, a scream could be heard, suggesting the Snow Lotus possessed sentience, but Hei Ming Yingjie cared little for that. Her Purple Moon Blade continued to cut, and the pure white lotus was soon entirely severed. She even arranged the pieces into a rough human shape…
Muttering an incantation, the mass of milky-white spiritual energy surged into the severed lotus. Instantly, the Snow Lotus emitted waves of white light, while within Hei Ming Yingjie’s body, streams of purple radiance surged, channeling a potent energy directly into the lotus…
The entire lotus became enveloped in purple light, resembling a massive cocoon…
Hei Ming Shixuan’s soul floated out from the Purple Moon Blade. Her large eyes fixed upon the purple light cocoon, a look of ecstatic joy blooming on her face…
Hei Ming Yingjie didn't spare a glance for her sister; perhaps she simply had no time. She continuously chanted ancient spells, her hand tracing complex gestures in the void. The purple cocoon ceaselessly shifted, and muffled sounds, like a person weeping, emanated from within…
“Go…” Hei Ming Yingjie ignored these sounds. Suddenly, the nearby Purple Moon Blade flashed, deeply slicing her own wrist. A jet of purple blood sprayed out, landing upon the purple light cocoon. The cocoon convulsed violently, and dazzling flashes of intense light erupted…
When the light began to fade, cracks appeared on the purple cocoon, and like a shattered glass dome, it slowly broke apart…
As the light cocoon completely fractured, the Snow Lotus, which had been pure white and vaguely human-shaped, transformed into an adorable little girl identical to Hei Ming Shixuan…
In stature, in features—completely the same…
“Shixuan, quickly, enter the vessel…” Hei Ming Yingjie commanded with a soft, tender tone…
Hei Ming Shixuan wasted no further words. Her figure flickered, and her soul merged directly into the new form…
It was at that very moment that a bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, striking the newly manifested body with ferocious force…
“Crack, crack, crack…” Intense sounds emanated from the body. Hei Ming Yingjie frowned deeply, the Remnant Star Sword floating behind her, ready to defend Hei Ming Shixuan from the terrifying thunderbolt at any moment…
The Purple Moon Blade had somehow moved to hover before Hei Ming Shixuan. The lightning from the sky continuously tempered her new body. The form, which had moments before seemed utterly lifeless, slowly regained vitality, and one could faintly discern the formation of a true bloodline…
Heavenly Thunder represented the power of absolute destruction, yet at the extreme of destruction lies genesis…
Hei Ming Yingjie was precisely utilizing the sliver of vitality within the thunder to infuse this true body with genuine life force, binding Hei Ming Shixuan’s soul to the vessel—which was more than just an empty shell—through the power of the tempest…
This was an exceedingly perilous technique; even Martial Gods dared not face the Heavenly Thunder head-on. No one knew how Hei Ming Yingjie managed it…
Of course, if Ye Jingyu were present and witnessed Hei Ming Shixuan being generated from the lotus, he would undoubtedly recall the tale of Nezha, born from a lotus…
However, as Hei Ming Shixuan endured the baptism of the Heavenly Thunder and slowly opened her eyes, she would discover this was not merely a lotus-derived shell, but an actual body of flesh and blood…
Innocent and bright eyes, a face like a porcelain doll, and the rhythmic pulse of a beating heart—everything testified that she was a living ‘person’…
“Sister, I’m so hungry…” The first thing Hei Ming Shixuan said upon opening her eyes wasn't to ask for clothes or thank her sister, but rather this simple declaration…
“Heh heh, I prepared everything for you long ago…” Seeing her sister manifest before her once more, Hei Ming Yingjie’s face broke into a delighted smile…
She pulled out a large pile of food and handed it to Hei Ming Shixuan. The latter’s eyes lit up, and she grabbed the provisions, shoving them into her mouth as if she were a famished ghoul who hadn't eaten in ages…
Watching her sister devour the food ravenously, a look of deep affection crossed Hei Ming Yingjie’s face, the usual detachment of the past completely vanished…
This momentous act of reforging, an earth-shattering event, seemed utterly trivial to the two sisters. Neither Hei Ming Yingjie nor Hei Ming Shixuan felt an ounce of pride…
“Let’s go; we’ve been out for a long time, it’s time to return…” Once Hei Ming Shixuan finished eating, Hei Ming Yingjie said gently…
“No, I won’t go. I want to find that handsome older brother…” To her surprise, Hei Ming Shixuan wiped a crumb from her lip, smiling as she spoke…