[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity":3,"chapter-the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-828":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Name That Echoes Through Eternity",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2283377,4466,"Chapter 828: Then I","the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-828",828,"\u003Cp>Winning ten victories is already considered top-tier within the same realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the prodigies who come here are all monsters from their respective clans, each capable of holding their own against a thousand peers outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In past years, the Immortal Rhythm Purple Osmanthus had not yet bloomed, and the competition for the Divine Spring Golden Osmanthus was especially fierce—even Su Qiyu and his group had to give their all; judging by Su Wanqing’s tone, it seemed as if this boy could win effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanxue glanced at Li Hao, a flicker of light in her eyes—she too wanted to see how this boy’s actual combat strength measured up beyond his talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the gazes of the Su family, Li Hao’s eyes turned instead to Su Muqing—the girl sat coldly still, like a snow lotus illuminated by the moon, her black hair drifting with a faint fragrance, her gaze fixed on the distant Sword Pool, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she said nothing, her face showed no revulsion; that exquisite visage remained quiet and beautiful, as if the shattered face before him had healed, slowly overlapping once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao shook his head, his eyes never leaving the girl; he felt that simply letting time flow quietly was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He came to the Northern Region not to seek fame, but to accompany her awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Li Hao’s refusal, Su Wanqing froze—earlier, Li Hao had kept pace with her and Su Muqing, proving his movement was extraordinarily strong; merely that speed alone would make him invincible in the Immortal Lord Realm First Stage, and even with weak attacks, he could stall to a draw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this rare chance to gain renown—he was just going to throw it away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanxue frowned, clearly not expecting Li Hao to forfeit this opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Know that fame here will quickly spread throughout the entire Suzhou Imperial Star—this is a rare opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyu’s eyes also showed confusion—a prodigy with a hundred-year soul lifespan had no reason to fear combat, unless he’d relied on pills to fake his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing suddenly sneered, turning to look at Li Hao with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True prodigies possess the will of eagles striking the heavens and fish gliding through shallow waters—not like you, who don’t even dare dream of dominating your own realm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao stared at her and said, “If I had that ambition, could you let me stay by your side for another ten years?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible. Don’t even think about it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing’s expression darkened, her eyes filled with ice. “Even if you were truly peerless in your realm, I wouldn’t spare you a single glance. Give up now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then there’s no point in saying more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing choked on rage, bit her lip, and turned away, ignoring Li Hao entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyu frowned slightly. “Young brother, Muqing’s right. As a man, your ambitions should stretch across the four corners. If you lack the courage to dominate your own realm, how can you ever make Muqing look at you differently?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ambitions stretching across the four corners… Li Hao shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with the weight of time. “Drawing the sword in the rivers and lakes, waiting until glory is won—by then, those who waited are already old and gray. If someone loves you because of your achievements, do they love you… or the glory?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyu paused, frowning in thought. “But if you never shine, how can you ever attract anyone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of light counts as light?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao asked in return. “Is it the light standing alone atop a mountain peak—or the quiet, enduring glow of companionship, sharing breath through the years?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the southern realm’s utter despair, before the might of the Supreme, even when he forged the Dao Source Immortal Seal, his light vanished, dim and dull—but the figure that had traveled through time still came toward death itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of light was she seeking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyu raised an eyebrow, unwilling to argue further with Li Hao—he only wanted to see him fight, but clearly, that hope was lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qiyu, don’t waste words on this coward. Even if he steps onto the stage, I won’t look at him once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Su Qiyu could only sigh in disappointment and give up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing, sensing the chill in the air, sighed inwardly and said no more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside them, Su Wanxue glanced at the boy’s shoulders, her eyes now tinged with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the prodigies on the battle platform continued to fight, time passed—until a sixth-stage Immortal Lord from a noble family stepped onto the stage, Su Muqing suddenly rose and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This place stinks. I’m going to get some fresh air.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her figure blurred, leaping onto the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young lord on the platform was still scanning the crowd, selecting his opponent, when he suddenly saw Su Muqing teleport onto the stage—he froze, then every hair on his body stood on end, his face turning pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That beautiful girl, in his eyes, was like a flood or a ferocious beast—as if he’d been locked in a cage with a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“M-Miss Muqing, what are you—?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young lord trembled, forcing a nervous smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd below fell silent, then erupted in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In past years, the True Phoenix always held back as the final contender—now, before even the other four Little Phoenixes, Lin Jinrou, Jiang Huanhuan, and others had stepped up, she’d already rushed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough talk. Take my sword!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing, simmering with anger, said “one sword,” but didn’t draw her blade—in her realm, no one could force her to truly draw it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her slender, ivory fingers pressed together, flicking through empty air—a blade of qi instantly coalesced, then the void split, time itself seemingly severed, following the silent trajectory of time toward the young lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That silent trajectory of time was temporal stillness—no time, no space—meaning her blade would strike instantly, impossible to evade!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the young lord could react, his Immortal Qi erupted—only to shatter instantly, the released energy crushed and split by a piercing force, his body flying backward and slamming into the sealing barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blood trail spread from his forehead to his chest, showing no sign of healing—instead, it widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young lord scrambled up, but his wound worsened—the sword qi in the fissure devoured his divine blood like a venomous snake, relentlessly destroying his Immortal body. He cried out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Muqing, please spare me! I yield!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing sneered, flicking her hand—the sword qi on his body dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young lord bowed frantically in thanks, and the moment the sealing barrier opened, he bolted out, fleeing as if chased by demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s insane! The Kong family’s heir couldn’t even withstand one blow!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That wasn’t even a real attack—he had five wins before, qualified to claim the Flowing Frost Silver Osmanthus. The Su family’s True Phoenix truly lives up to her name!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems ‘peerless in her realm’ isn’t just talk—this ten-thousand-year-rare Immortal Rhythm Purple Osmanthus truly suits her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After their shock, the crowd buzzed with murmurs—though surprised, they accepted the result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She usually waits until last—why is she rushing out now? So eager to secure her spot?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are six Immortal Rhythm Purple Osmanthus flowers—plenty to go around. Su Muqing dominates her realm, but the others? Not so certain—this will be a fierce battle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to Su Wanqing and the others, filled with anticipation for the coming drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing and Su Wanxue frowned slightly—securing ten wins was easy for them, but to claim the Immortal Rhythm Purple Osmanthus, they had to prove peerless in their realm—meaning if their realms clashed, they must determine a clear victor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyone else? Come up quickly—I want to finish this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing said impatiently on the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, the Immortal Lord Sixth Stage cultivators on their cushions exchanged glances, their expressions shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief silence, someone finally rose and flew onto the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me test your skills, Miss Muqing—I’ve long heard of your fame, and today is a rare chance to see them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, a blade of qi had already formed, poised at her fingertip, held but not released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll give you one move.” Su Muqing said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was icy, the words arrogant—the young man’s face darkened, and without another word, he drew a deep breath, his eyes flashing hidden fury, then drew his sword and struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Immortal Seal revealed—nine-flower Immortal Seal—his Immortal Dao laws locked around him, a sword qi from his heavenly manifestation resonated with him, striking together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the overwhelming force he unleashed vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single thread of sword qi, twisting time itself, struck at the very moment he stepped onto the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She claimed to give him a chance—but in truth, her blade struck before he could even move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body split like torn cloth, flung backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two wins!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire crowd fell silent, staring at each other—most hadn’t even seen how he lost. His sword technique had been so powerful, yet it vanished like a mirage, never even touching Su Muqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Incredible control over time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone whispered, eyes grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyu’s eyes gleamed with pride—his sister’s mastery of the Time Primordial Source made even him wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing and Su Wanxue remained expressionless—they already knew Su Muqing’s strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Huanhuan and Lin Jinrou wore solemn expressions; those around them from the Jiang and Lin clans also looked deeply cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Su family’s True Phoenix—truly worthy of her name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing said coldly, as if giving an order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the platform, silence deepened—then someone stepped up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight ended as swiftly as before—unable to withstand Su Muqing’s single strike. Four wins, five wins… as her victories piled up, she quickly reached twenty—no losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, she was declared peerless in her realm, granted the right to claim the Immortal Rhythm Purple Osmanthus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing’s cold expression softened—twenty straight victories had vented her anger, and now with the prize secured, she wanted the contest over so she could harvest it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Su Muqing left the stage and returned below, a figure from the Jiang family soared upward onto the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who will challenge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was another Jiang woman, not close to Jiang Huanhuan; seeing Su Muqing steal the spotlight, she felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cultivation was Immortal Lord Fifth Stage—soon, someone from the crowd of the same realm stepped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiang woman struck with brutal force, like Su Muqing, aiming to defeat her opponent in one blow—her attacks were heavy and merciless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first combatant was severely wounded, his Primordial Spirit damaged; the second suffered a shattered immortal body, requiring rare great elixirs to repair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other challengers on the stage also grew fiercer in their attacks. This Sword Pool’s laurel contest was meant to be a gathering of elite prodigies from noble houses, where matches ended with restraint, never truly fought to the death. But now, their battles against the Jiang woman had turned into mortal duels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite this, the Jiang woman still claimed victory after victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her technique for defeating opponents grew increasingly ruthless, her power swelling visibly—far from the effortless calm of Su Muqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the opponent had won ten straight bouts, Su Wanqing no longer waited; she stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both were at the fifth layer of Immortal Lord realm. The opponent had ten victories, qualifying her to claim the Golden Osmanthus of the Divine Spring. As for the Purple Osmanthus of Immortal Rhythm, she would not yield it lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Su Wanqing act, many noble families defeated by the Jiang woman immediately cheered her on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m taking that Purple Osmanthus of Immortal Rhythm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiang woman said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing replied calmly: “Let your martial arts speak for themselves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jiang woman sneered, but her gaze grew serious. She had no intention of defeating the Su family’s fourth Little Phoenix with a single strike. Though inferior to Su Muqing, this woman was still among the Su family’s top prodigies—and among the very best of Gusu’s Imperial Star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sealing barrier closed, the battle erupted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two sword cries like tender dragons shook the arena, unleashing a terrifying sword intent that made many prodigies pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So strong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard Su Wanqing cultivates the Ghost God Sword Dao—its sword qi, once it touches flesh, cannot be healed. Utterly terrifying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is an ancient forbidden sword art, excruciatingly hard to master. Jiang Yingtong must win swiftly—using her Annihilation Gaze—or she’ll lose!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Su Wanqing or Jiang Yingtong, both were top-tier prodigies. Their clash had risen to a new level: they wielded supreme immortal arts as if effortless, their immortal power surging—each bore the Nine-Flower Immortal Seal, and all nine were Ninth Order Nine-Flower Seals!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After fierce combat, Jiang Yingtong suddenly unleashed her Annihilation Gaze—but Su Wanqing had anticipated it, summoning a crimson sword light stained with a terrifying overflow of blood aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smelling that blood, Li Hao, who had been staring blankly at Su Muqing, snapped back to awareness. His eyes narrowed as he looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson sword qi slashed through. Jiang Yingtong clutched her face, screaming: “My eyes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood seeped from her Annihilation Gaze on her forehead, oozing between her fingers—horrifyingly so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword light, wrapped in icy wind, closed in instantly. While Jiang Yingtong was wounded, a blade pressed against her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yingtong clutched her divine eye with both hands, face drenched in blood, glaring at Su Wanqing with hatred and fury:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unseal it—now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing glanced at her, raised her hand, and retracted a crimson glow from Jiang Yingtong’s forehead. It carried thick, foul stench as it flew back into Su Wanqing’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yingtong, face flushed with rage, shot her a furious glare, then vanished instantly, leaving the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well done, Wanqing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyu and others cheered Su Wanqing, beaming with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wensnow sighed in relief: “Wanqing’s Ghost Blood Body has grown stronger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Muqing’s expression remained cold, but her gaze suddenly flicked toward Li Hao beside her. Seeing him stare at Su Wanqing with thoughtful intensity, her lips curled into a cold sneer, tinged with barely concealed anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now you regret it? When Father gave you the chance to choose, you insisted on clinging to her. Wanqing matching you is a fortune you begged for over ten thousand lifetimes—and you refused. How laughable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wensnow froze, suddenly remembering that day in the grand hall, when Father gathered them to let the boy choose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had this boy not been obsessed with winning Su’s True Phoenix, he could have chosen either her or Wanqing—and Father would have agreed on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Su Wensnow felt a chill of dread. Suddenly, the boy’s dazed stare at Su Muqing didn’t seem so offensive anymore—it almost looked endearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao withdrew his gaze, glanced at Su Muqing, and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood scent released by Su Wanqing felt familiar to Li Hao—there was a trace of ancient demon blood within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no doubt: she could not be an ancient demon in disguise. If the Su family couldn’t detect an ancient demon beneath their own roof, they could never have stood for one hundred thousand years in the Northern Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could she be half-human, half-demon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao’s eyes flickered with this thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stage fell silent. Many cheered for Su Wanqing, yet no one stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Jiang Yingtong defeated, few remained who could challenge Su Wanqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others who climbed up merely added to her record. Though Su Wanqing appeared gentle and lovely, her Ghost Blood Body made her attacks terrifying—wounds inflicted rarely healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After long waits, several more challengers ascended with their own motives, but all fell in a single strike to Su Wanqing’s sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As silence stretched, Lin Jinrou of the Lin family rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She too was at the fifth layer of Immortal Lord realm. If Su Wanqing secured an undefeated record, the Purple Osmanthus of Immortal Rhythm would be out of her reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like it’s finally come down to us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jinrou stepped onto the stage, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing had expected this—everyone here was vying for the Purple Osmanthus of Immortal Rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been a long time since we sparred. Last time was at the Northern Region Summit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing said, her voice sweet and soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jinrou nodded with a smile. “Yes, about a hundred years. We never settled that match—let’s see who wins this time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged glances, then fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sealing barrier activated, both unleashed their sword intent, revealing their ultimate power: Nine-Flower Ninth Order Immortal Seals. Instantly, the stage erupted into a storm of immortal power, terrifying sword qi crisscrossing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As top prodigies of Northern Region humanity, both were eligible to become disciples of an Emperor Immortal—peerless within their realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet such peerless beings had descended in threes or fours within this era. Only by defeating the others could one truly become peerless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As their clash intensified, the crowd fell utterly silent, every eye fixed on the stage, afraid to miss a single instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, one side’s immortal power turned crimson. Su Wanqing activated her Ghost Blood Body—she was now using her true strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jinrou was enveloped in seven-colored light, transforming into countless ribbons, like a celestial goddess, repelling the crimson immortal power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their battle grew fiercer. The stage’s sealing barrier trembled violently, as if about to shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Xianwang, watching from above, grew solemn—but his eyes gleamed with delight. Humanity’s having such prodigies was the Northern Region’s fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a burst of seven-colored divine light exploded, scattering the blood aura. Lin Jinrou’s figure flickered like a phantom, sword light darting, stopping at Su Wanqing’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing’s expression tightened. Slowly, she ceased releasing immortal power, murmuring bitterly: “I lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forgive me—I recently merged my mysterious meridians into Dao meridians, ascending to a new stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jinrou smiled faintly, softly speaking, then sheathed her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These mysterious meridians were not mastered by ordinary Immortal Lords—they were unique to her special body constitution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing gave a faint, bitter smile. “Congratulations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sheathed her blade and flew off the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she continued fighting, she might not have lost—but that would have required her ultimate Ghost Blood Body technique, irreversible once used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a single Purple Osmanthus of Immortal Rhythm, it was not worth using such a taboo power capable of reversing life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet… the Purple Osmanthus of Immortal Rhythm was now beyond her reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She returned to her cushion beside Li Hao, sat down, and gazed up at the highest branch of the Sword Pool’s peak, where the purple blossom glowed—her eyes filled with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao noticed the girl’s gaze, seeing the sorrow and longing in her eyes—as if she’d lost something beloved. His expression shifted slightly, and he whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you really like that thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Wanqing stared at the waterfall cascading before the Purple Osmanthus. “Of course I do. No woman doesn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao fixed his gaze on her and whispered: “If you truly want it, I’ll pluck it for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3196,"2026-06-20T02:15:44.384Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","00b857ea6c1810f0353e0041c4a4d5e8c16d8bb6892e2ac314bb8399ec13491b","the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-829","the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-827",929,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-cover.jpg"]