Chapter 245 Towards Tomorrow
After the members of the Apostolic Order left, the huge ruins fell into a brief silence.
The light of the torches danced on the ancient stone walls, casting swaying shadows on the ground.
Violet looked at Feiying who had lost consciousness in her arms, her face still showing surprise.
That familiar face looked particularly peaceful at this moment, as if the imposing figure just now was just an illusion.
But soon, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She gently put her arms around Feiying's shoulders and pulled her closer to her.
In the slightly cool air, Violet's voice was as light as a feather, but it contained endless emotions:
"Thanks for your hard work......"
Sha Wan walked forward at this time, followed by a group of Golden Survivors wearing golden robes.
These survivors had solemn expressions, and there was an innate nobility in their eyes.
Every movement they make reveals elegance, as if the legacy of that glorious empire thousands of years ago is still lingering on them.
Jasmine looked at these strange visitors, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Those exquisite golden robes were embroidered with intricate patterns, and every line contained mysterious power.
She looked at Sha Wan, her tone full of confusion:
"What's going on? Didn't Feiying go to ask for help? Why are you guys......"
Her eyes swept over the golden survivors, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Sha Wan sighed and explained with a little helplessness.
Her voice echoed clearly in the hall:
"I escaped from the ruins with Feiying at that time."
"Then, we met the remnants of the Golden Kingdom."
"Then, they acknowledged my identity as a princess."
"We have returned to the spiritual realm once again through the Golden Survivors..."
Her words were concise and powerful, and she described what had happened during this period.
Those thrilling experiences became bland in her narration, but one can still feel the weight they contained.
Sha Wan described her experience after the separation in the simplest words.
Except for not knowing how Feiying became so strong after coming out of the Eternal Spirit Realm, she had a general understanding of everything else.
After listening to Shawan's narration, Violet was stunned.
She looked down at Feiying who was sleeping in her arms, her eyes full of disbelief.
The light cast tiny shadows on Feiying's face, making her look both familiar and unfamiliar:
"So... that was really Feiying just now?"
The domineering figure who had just detained Black Rose and faced the entire Apostolic Order alone was completely different from the silly Feiying in her impression.
That aura of finality, that calm attitude, and that decisiveness in the face of danger all made her feel extremely unfamiliar.
Especially when Feiying grabbed Black Rose's neck, that cold look and that disdainful attitude made it hard to believe that it was the Feiying who was always smiling.
At first she thought it was Feiying's second personality, Baiying, appearing again.
But from Sha Wan's description, it doesn't seem to be the case...
Speaking of this, Violet seemed to suddenly think of something important.
Her eyes suddenly became anxious, and the previous tenderness was instantly replaced by anxiety.
Her voice unconsciously rose a few notches, echoing in the empty hall:
"Wait! What about Baiying? Why didn't you mention Baiying at all?"
"She... where is she now? Logically, she should have been in the spiritual realm all along!"
When Sha Wan heard this name, she fell silent.
She lowered her head, and her golden robe cast a deep shadow in the firelight, making it impossible to see her expression.
But from her slightly trembling hands, it can be seen that this topic is not easy for her to answer.
When Violet saw this, she suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
She quickly handed the unconscious Feiying to Jasmine beside her and rushed to Shawan.
Her movements were hasty and flustered, completely lacking her usual calmness:
"Why don't you say something! What happened to Baiying?"
"Since you have returned to the spirit realm, have you brought her back with you?"
"Isn't she... isn't she trapped in the spirit realm? Did something happen?"
Her voice trembled with every word she spoke.
The uneasy feeling was surging and almost drowning her.
Sha Wan's silence made the atmosphere in the entire hall even more depressing.
After a long time, Sha Wan finally spoke.
Her voice was very soft, but it hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.
Every word is of great weight:
"The spirit world has been closed forever...Bai Ying...she can't come back..."
"You can't...come back?"
Violet stood there in a daze, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head.
She turned her head mechanically and looked at Feiying in Jasmine's arms.
That sleeping face looked particularly pitiful at this moment.
The firelight cast tiny shadows on her eyelashes, making it hard to tell whether she was sleeping or escaping.
"Why is this happening... Feiying, you..."
Violet's lips trembled, she wanted to say something but couldn't.
The words rolled in his throat and finally turned into a sigh.
Her expression slowly changed from shock to deep remorse:
"No...I don't blame you."
"White Sakura is originally a part of you."
"If you want to blame someone, blame me for being too weak... If I were stronger, wouldn't so many things have happened..."
After saying these words, Violet became completely depressed.
She leaned against the wall, staring into the distance with empty eyes.
Those eyes that were bright in the past were now dull and lifeless, as if they had lost all their colors.
Although everyone had been successfully rescued, the atmosphere at this moment was even more depressing than when they were imprisoned.
The joy of victory was overshadowed by deep regret, and the smiles that should have been of joy were frozen on their faces, replaced by an unspeakable sadness.
The light from the torches danced on the walls, lengthening everyone's shadow.
Those shadows sometimes overlapped and sometimes separated, like a cruel joke played by fate.
Everyone was lost in their own thoughts, and no one wanted to break the silence.
Jin Min, one of the Golden Survivors, stepped out and said to Sha Wan:
"Princess Sha Wan, most of the treasures in the ruins have been moved away."
Sha Wan nodded slightly, her gaze lingering on Jin Min for a moment.
There was a natural calmness in those noble eyes, as if nothing could make her panic:
"The gold was moved away? This is not surprising."
"That's what they came for. Now that the gold is gone, we don't have to worry about cleaning it up."
There was a sense of pride in her tone that came from a princess of the Golden Kingdom.
She actually doesn't care about these so-called treasures.
In the glorious era in which she lived, the golden kingdom was so magnificent.
The entire royal city is made of pure gold.
The wealth that this relic can hold is not even a fraction of what the Golden Kingdom had during its heyday.
The Golden Kingdom of that era was truly wealthy enough to rival a country.
The floor is paved with gold bricks and the room is filled with pearls and jade, with dazzling light shining everywhere.
Compared with that prosperous era, the current loss is just a drop in the ocean in her eyes and is not worth mentioning at all.
"Of course." Jin Min bowed respectfully, her eyes revealing a longing for the past. "The Golden Kingdom is so glorious, a mere treasure is nothing. Those greedy people only know the value of gold, but don't know where our real wealth lies."
Sha Wan nodded, and then continued as if she remembered something important:
"I remember you said before we came here that there is a special door in the Golden Ruins? That door should not be openable by ordinary people, right?"
Jin Min's expression suddenly became serious, and she lowered her voice:
"Yes, Your Highness Princess."
"That is a door that can only be opened by those with royal blood and a special token."
"According to the elders in the tribe, our real wealth is hidden behind the door."
"It contains the most core technological heritage of the Golden Kingdom, which is far more precious than gold."
"If those skills can be reproduced, it will be enough to make our civilization rise again."
"Our ancestors knew that true power never comes from gold, but from wisdom."
"So they hid their most precious things behind that door."
Having said this, Jin Min suddenly knelt down on the ground.
Her voice trembled with excitement, and that emotion even infected the air around her:
"Princess, please open the door! Let us take a peek at the wisdom left by our ancestors."
"If we can recreate those lost skills, we can restore the Golden Kingdom to its former glory!"
"We have waited too long for this day."
When the other golden survivors saw this scene, they also knelt on one knee.
Their movements were in perfect unison, as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.
Everyone's eyes were filled with fanatical anticipation:
"Your Highness, please open the Holy Gate and restore the glory of gold!"
“May the light of the past shine upon the earth once again!”
“May the wisdom of our ancestors guide us forward!”
"May the glory of the Golden Kingdom last forever!"
Their voices echoed in the hall with an almost religious piety.
Those golden robes sparkled in the firelight, illuminating the entire hall with golden light.
Tears glistened in everyone's eyes, as if they had seen the day when the golden kingdom would regain its glory.
For them, Sha Wan is their only hope.
Compared to the excitement of the golden survivors, Sha Wan seemed unusually calm.
She looked past the kneeling crowd and towards the Manzhu students not far away who were still immersed in grief.
Violet leaned against the wall, as if she had lost all her strength.
Feiying in Jasmine's arms was still sleeping with a tired look on her face.
The other girls were also silent for a while, not knowing how to break this sad atmosphere.
These scenes made Sha Wan feel even more depressed.
Sha Wan was silent for a long time before she spoke slowly.
Her voice was free of any emotion, yet it made people feel deeply exhausted, as if she had been carrying the weight of a thousand years:
"To be honest, I'm not very enthusiastic about what you call restoring the glory of gold."
As soon as these words were spoken, the golden survivors kneeling on the ground were stunned.
They looked at each other, and the enthusiasm in their eyes was gradually replaced by confusion.
This answer was obviously completely different from what they expected.
The fanatical atmosphere froze in an instant and turned into an awkward silence.
Jin Min raised his head, his voice filled with disbelief.