Episode 7 part 2
The words hung in the air like a blade.
Shaoyang: What truth?
Feng Muyu closed his eyes briefly, as if weighing whether to speak.
When he opened them again, they were no longer just a father's eyes—they carried the weight of something far older.
Feng Muyu: The truth about who you really are.
Shaoyang's heart pounded.
Shaoyang: I'm… your daughter. That's all, right?
Silence.
Too much silence.
Feng Muyu stepped forward slowly, his voice calm but heavy.
Feng Muyu: You are my daughter… but not by blood.
Shaoyang froze.
Shaoyang: …What?
It felt like the ground beneath her had vanished.
Shaoyang: That's not funny.
Feng Muyu: I'm not joking.
Her hands trembled.
Shaoyang: Then… what are you saying?
Elder Shen stepped forward, his gaze sharp.
Elder Shen: You were brought to us… sixteen years ago.
Shaoyang's breathing became uneven.
Shaoyang: Brought… from where?
Feng Muyu hesitated.
Then—
Feng Muyu: From Mount Kunlun.
The name hit her like thunder.
Shaoyang: That's impossible… I've never—
Elder Han: You wouldn't remember.
Shaoyang looked at him, eyes wide.
Elder Han: Your memories before that night… were sealed along with your power.
Qianfan: (showing a shocking expression) That's unbelievable
Feng Muyu's voice softened.
Feng Muyu: No… I raised her as my own. That part was never a lie.
Shaoyang's voice cracked.
Shaoyang: Then who am I?!
The room trembled slightly—as if something deep within her responded to the question.
Shaoyang Origin
A faint heat began to rise in the air.
Elder Liang's eyes sharpened.
Elder Liang: It's awakening again…
Flames.
Not visible—but present.
The candles around the hall flickered violently.
Shaoyang clutched her chest.
Shaoyang: It… hurts—
Suddenly—
A flash.
A fragment of memory tore through her mind.
A woman… standing in flames.
Her voice—gentle, yet powerful.
???: "When the seal breaks… you must not be afraid."
Shaoyang gasped and stumbled back.
Qianfan caught her.
Qianfan: Shaoyang!
Her eyes were glowing faintly now—like embers.
Shaoyang: I… I saw someone…
Elder Shen stepped closer, his voice low.
Elder Shen: Describe her.
Shaoyang's lips trembled.
Shaoyang: She… looked like me.
The entire hall went still.
Feng Muyu slowly clenched his hand.
Feng Muyu: Then it's confirmed.
Elder Liang: The Saintess…
Elder Han: Her bloodline has awakened.
Shaoyang shook her head, panicking.
Shaoyang: No—no, I don't want this! I don't understand any of it!
The heat in the room surged again.
A small flame suddenly ignited in her palm.
She stared at it in horror.l
Shaoyang: What is happening to me?!
The flame didn't burn her.
Instead, it pulsed—alive.
Elder Shen's voice echoed with certainty.
Elder Shen: You are not just her successor.
He paused.
Then delivered the truth that shattered everything—
Elder Shen: You are the Saintess's daughter.
The flame in Shaoyang's hand exploded outward—
And the entire hall was swallowed in blazing light.