AWB Chapter 322 Birthday Banquet
Chapter 322 Birthday Banquet
Day two.
Xie Wanxun had just woken up when someone pulled her out of the warm bed.
Startled, Xie Wanxun almost called out to Luo Zejian, until she saw the person in front of her clearly: "Mother?"
"Happy birthday, Xiao Xun! Today, your mother has dressed you up beautifully and will definitely give you a proper birthday celebration." Feng Qingyi pulled Xie Wanxun to the dressing table, where exquisite ornaments were displayed.
"Mother, I'll dress myself up!" Xie Wanxun looked at the big red flower that Feng Qingyi had put on her in the bronze mirror, and she felt all sleepiness disappear.
Feng Qingyi was pushed out of the house by Xie Wanxun. She looked regretful and said, "The children have grown up and are no longer close to their mother."
"Mother, I didn't mean that. I love you the most." Xie Wanxun smiled and closed the door.
Her gaze fell on the dressing table, looking at the bright red hair accessories. She casually picked up a red ribbon, preparing to put it on.
"Tom!"
However, her right hand accidentally knocked over the jewelry box.
"How could I be so careless?" Xie Wanxun thought to herself, squatting down to pick up the jewelry. A blue hairband caught her attention.
Holding the blue hairband, Xie Wanxun remembered that it was a gift Tian Ruochun had bought for her when she went shopping with Tian Ruochun earlier.
She had promised Xiaotian that she would wear this headband often. However, Xie Wanxun had almost forgotten about it.
"boom!"
A flick of the wrist landed on Xie Wanxun's head. She muttered to herself, "You have to keep your promises. Xie Wanxun, how could you be so untrustworthy?"
As she spoke, Xie Wanxun looked in the bronze mirror and tied her hair up high with a hairband.
"Hmm, this is fine. But it feels a bit empty," Xie Wanxun commented to herself, her gaze falling on the jewelry box, where a hairpin adorned with red plum blossoms caught her attention.
Xie Wanxun put on the hairpin and carefully examined herself in the mirror.
The blue hairband, like a corner of a tranquil night sky, is cleverly tied in her hair, adding a touch of elegance and refinement. The red hairpin, like a burning flame, pierces diagonally from her hair. The hairpin's unique design, a blooming red plum blossom, is eye-catching yet exudes a hint of pride.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Xie Wanxun's upturned lips involuntarily and abruptly fell. Her eyes, which had been sparkling with anticipation, instantly dimmed, and a trace of loneliness crept onto her face.
She seemed to have seen that face before, but the person didn't seem to be her.
Is it someone I saw in my dream?
Who is the person in the mirror?
It's her, it's not her, it's her, it's not her, it's her, it's not her, it's her, it's not her, it's her, it's her, it's not her, it's not her... Who is it?!
Xie Wanxun stared at the bronze mirror, phoenix fire igniting around him, countless scenes flashing through his mind, yet all were blurry and indistinct.
Who exactly is she?!
The Luo Ze Sword trembled continuously, but was blown away by the Phoenix Fire.
When Xie Wanxun's hand touched the bronze mirror, she saw that the person in the mirror had eyes full of worry and tears streaming down their cheeks.
Xie Wanxun had seen such a scene before!
She slowly raised her hand, as if carrying a thousand-pound weight, and gently touched her cheek. The expected moist touch did not come; her fingertips brushed against dry, cold skin. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, deathly silent.
The cold frost spread slowly from her feet to her body. Yet, her heart ached terribly.
"boom!"
The phoenix fire burned fiercely, its extreme cold shattering the entire room.
Just when Xie Wanxun thought she was going to die, a warm spiritual energy enveloped her whole body, the phoenix fire gradually went out, the ice melted, and Xie Wanxun collapsed to the ground with a thud.
……
"Xiao Xun, open your eyes and look at your mother!"
"Sect Leader Tang, what's wrong with my daughter? Is it the Cold-Blooded Poison?"
"Wanxun, wake up!"
……
Amidst the clamor around her, Xie Wanxun slowly opened her eyes and saw a group of people surrounding her, their gazes filled with unanimous worry.
She was pulled into a warm embrace, and she heard Feng Qingyi's voice: "Xiao Xun, you're alright, that's great. I was so scared just now, I thought you were gone forever... Never mind, it's good that you're alright."
Feng Qingyi's voice was choked with emotion, and Xie Wanxun quickly comforted her, "It's alright, Mother, I'm just a little..."
Xie Wanxun paused, wondering what had just happened. She couldn't remember what had occurred.
"Why don't we take Wanxun to rest for a while?" Xie Cang suggested.
Xie Wanxun quickly stood up, dusted off her clothes, and said, "I'm fine. Dad, my birthday banquet is about to begin. Everyone has taken the time to celebrate with me, and I can't let them down."
Xie Wanxun smiled, keeping her doubts to herself. Her intuition told her that she couldn't reveal what had just happened.
Xie Cang hesitated for a moment, but when he met Xie Wanxun's determined gaze, he could only nod in agreement.
For some reason, he always felt that Wanxun was putting on a brave face, but he couldn't be sure what Wanxun was hiding from him.
After all, the cold ice spirit root and the phoenix's fire spirit are mutually exclusive, and without a seal to stabilize it, it is inevitable that it will go out of control.
……
Birthday party.
That night.
As dusk settles, the Twilight Snow Sect is transformed into a dreamlike wonderland. Colorful lanterns hang high, their soft glow spilling over the meticulously manicured flowers and plants. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves, creating a play of light and shadow.
Guests, dressed in their finest attire, moved about, their laughter and chatter filling the air. The banquet tables were laden with delicacies, their aromas irresistible and mouthwatering.
Xie Wanxun stood in the center of the courtyard, her face beaming with a happy smile, accepting everyone's blessings and gifts.
"Wanxun, this is an eighth-grade spirit-gathering herb that my junior sister and I picked together. We hope it will help your cultivation." Qiao Qingzi smiled gently, and Lin Xi, standing beside her, said shyly, "Thank you, Senior Sister, happy birthday!"
Xie Wanxun nodded and accepted the Spirit Gathering Grass, saying gratefully, "Thank you!"
Suddenly, someone patted her on the back, and Xie Wanxun turned around and cheerfully called out, "Sister Zhong!"
Zhong Yingxiu held a box, opened it and found an eighth-grade Body Tempering Pill. She smiled and said, "Wanxun, I finally managed to buy this from the Nine Cauldrons Bureau. It's a pill personally refined by Sect Leader Xia. It can temper the body."
"Is that so? Thank you, Sister Zhong," Xie Wanxun said.
She remembered that Xia Ru'an, the head of the Nine Cauldrons Division, was famous for her alchemy skills. Her pills could not be bought for less than a hundred high-grade spirit stones, and were even more priceless.
“We’re friends now, no need to be so polite. If you really want to thank me, why don’t you come visit me sometime? My parents will definitely cook a big meal to welcome you,” Zhong Yingxiu said with a smile.
“Okay, it’s a deal.” Xie Wanxun nodded sincerely.
"Happy birthday, Senior Sister Xie!"
Xie Wanxun turned around and saw Su Anying and her senior brother Xiao Shuo.