Grassroots Travel: The Star Lord of Another World

Chapter 110 Star Mist

Nan Li's figure disappeared in the hustle and bustle of the crowd. Gao Xingchen seemed to have been drained of his strength and dropped his hands helplessly. The praise from Sect Leader Huo and the discussions of the people around him seemed to be separated by a thick layer of fog, blurry and distant. He walked woodenly through the cheering crowd and returned to the silence that belonged to him.

As night fell, Gao Xingchen sat alone in front of the window. The starry night sky lost its former brilliance in his eyes, leaving only a bottomless darkness, just like his mood at the moment. The words of Master Huo were still ringing in his ears, but they could not dispel the increasingly thick fog in his heart.

"Can I really become the master of the star field?" Gao Xingchen murmured to himself, his voice full of confusion and doubt.

Xuan Yu's strength made him realize the gap between himself and the real top masters, and Nan Li's casual help was more like a heavy hammer, hitting his self-esteem hard. He knew that without Nan Li, he would not be able to defeat Xuan Yu at all, let alone pursue the unattainable position of the Lord of the Star Domain.

"Zhizhi..."

Xiao Hei, who had been lying quietly on his shoulder, seemed to have noticed his master's low mood. It gently rubbed Gao Xingchen's cheek and made a worried sound.

Gao Xingchen forced a smile and gently stroked Xiao Hei's soft fur, "I'm fine, just a little tired."

However, Xiao Hei could sense the bitterness and confusion behind his master's smile. He jumped onto the table and rubbed Gao Xingchen's arm with his little head, trying to comfort him in his own way.

Gao Xingchen looked at the little guy who had always been with him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He knew that no matter what happened, Xiao Hei would always be by his side and never leave him.

But what about Nanli?

Thinking of the figure who was always cold and frosty but appeared when he needed her most, Gao Xingchen's heart was filled with complex emotions. Gratitude, admiration, and deep inferiority. He didn't know why Nan Li wanted to help him, but he understood that the distance between him and Nan Li was as difficult to cross as a natural chasm.

"Am I really worthy of her trust and support?" Gao Xingchen murmured in a low voice, his voice full of bitterness and confusion.

Outside the window, the stars were still twinkling, but they could not illuminate the haze in his heart. Gao Xingchen just sat there quietly, letting confusion and bewilderment surround him, while the gears of fate had already begun to turn silently...

A gentle knock on the door sounded in the silent room, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Gao Xingchen's heart. He knew it was Nan Li. Apart from her, no one else would patiently knock on his door when he was so depressed.

"Xingchen, can I come in?" Nanli's cold voice came from outside the door, with a hint of barely perceptible worry.

Gao Xingchen's body trembled slightly, but he did not get up to open the door. He turned his head away, not looking in the direction of the door, and whispered, "No, I want to be alone for a while."

There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then Nan Li's voice came again, this time with a little more determination, "Xingchen, I know what you are thinking, but this is not your fault, and you don't have to belittle yourself."

Gao Xingchen smiled bitterly. Nanli's words did not make him feel relieved, but instead increased the burden in his heart. He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the deep night sky outside the window, and said with confusion in his tone, "Nanli, you don't understand, I..."

"I understand." Nan Li interrupted Gao Xingchen's words with an unquestionable affirmation, "You just need time to digest all this, but I believe that you will defeat your inner demons and cheer up again."

Gao Xingchen turned around and looked at the closed door, feeling mixed emotions. He knew Nan Li was doing this for his own good, but at the moment he just wanted to shut himself off and not face anyone, including Nan Li.

"Nanli, thank you, but I really don't want to talk about this right now. Please leave me alone for a while." Gao Xingchen's voice was very soft, but it carried a hint of determination that could not be refused.

There was silence outside the door again. Gao Xingchen could even feel Nan Li standing outside the door. Her breath was so clear that it seemed as if she was within reach.

After a long while, he finally heard Nan Li's soft sigh, followed by the sound of footsteps fading away. Gao Xingchen closed his eyes, letting the bitterness and confusion overwhelm him.

In the next few days, Gao Xingchen locked himself in his room and refused to communicate with anyone. He kept replaying the scene of the battle with Xuan Yu and the scene of Nan Li helping him in his mind. Every memory was like a sharp blade, leaving scars in his heart.

He began to avoid training, avoid socializing with people, and even began to doubt whether he had made the right choice to embark on this path. Becoming the master of the star field, this once dazzling goal in his heart, now became so far away that it even frightened him.

He didn't know where to go. He was like a lonely boat, lost in the vast ocean, unable to find direction or hope. However, the arrangement of fate is often unexpected. Nan Li's decision will change the trajectory of his fate again...

After Nan Li left Gao Xingchen's room, she was still haunted by a lingering worry. She knew Gao Xingchen, whose proud and resolute heart was now shrouded in confusion and self-doubt. She couldn't just sit there and watch, she had to pull Gao Xingchen out of this fog.

In the dead of night, Nan Li quietly sneaked into Gao Xingchen's room. The room was dark, with only the faint moonlight coming in from the window, outlining Gao Xingchen's lonely back as he sat at the table. He lowered his head, motionless, like a statue, recording his boundless loneliness and loss.

Nan Li didn't say anything. She walked to the table, gently put down a letter, and then turned and left, as quietly as she came. There was no signature on the envelope, only a line of beautiful handwriting: To my most dazzling star.

Gao Xingchen didn't come back to his senses until Nan Li had left for a long time. He picked up the envelope on the table with doubts, and when his fingertips touched the handwriting, his heart trembled inexplicably. He knew that this letter was left by Nan Li, and only she would encourage him in this way.

He took a deep breath, opened the envelope, and pulled out the letter. The letter exuded a faint fragrance, which was Nan Li's unique scent, making people feel at ease and warm.

"Xingchen, when you see this letter, I will have left. I know you need time and space to think now, so I won't disturb you."

"But I want to tell you that I am always here. No matter where you are, I will be by your side. I understand what you have been through and what you have endured."

"Don't doubt yourself. You are the brightest star in my heart. No one can block your light. I believe in you. You will overcome everything and realize your dream."

"When you get back on your feet, I will always be by your side, fighting alongside you forever."

Every word on the letter was like a warm current, slowly flowing into Gao Xingchen's cold heart. He read the letter over and over again, and Nan Li's determination and love turned into a powerful force, dispelling the fog in his heart and igniting the fire of hope in his heart.

He stood up suddenly, walked to the window, opened it, and let the cool night breeze blow on his face. He looked up at the starry sky, which was dotted with stars and shining brightly.

"Nanli, thank you, I won't let you down." Gao Xingchen murmured to himself, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, which was the light of regaining confidence and the light full of hope for the future.

However, Gao Xingchen didn't know that while he was regaining his spirits, a bigger crisis was quietly approaching. A conspiracy against him was brewing in secret, waiting for the opportunity to push him into the abyss again...

Gao Xingchen closed the letter. Nan Li's beautiful handwriting seemed to carry warmth, ironing his restless heart bit by bit. The faint fragrance on the letter paper was a familiar and reassuring smell. He gently placed the letter paper on his chest, feeling the warmth and firmness. Nan Li's words were like a beam of light in the darkness, illuminating his way forward.

"I will definitely overcome everything and realize my dream." Gao Xingchen murmured to himself at the starry sky, his tone filled with unprecedented determination.

He got out of bed, sat cross-legged, and began to practice. This time, he was no longer troubled by confusion and self-doubt, but was replaced by determination and courage to move forward. He knew that Nan Li was always watching him, and he could not let her down.

In the following days, Gao Xingchen seemed to have changed. He devoted himself to cultivation, forgetting to eat and sleep, and focusing on it. He constantly challenged his own limits and broke through himself again and again. He was like a dry sponge, greedily absorbing all knowledge and strength.

Nan Li saw it all and was happy in her heart. She did not disturb Gao Xingchen, but just silently guarded by his side, protecting him and helping him solve his problems. Whenever Gao Xingchen encountered a bottleneck, she would carefully guide him and help him break through.

The relationship between the two of them has also changed subtly without them noticing. Gao Xingchen is no longer as reserved as before. He began to take the initiative to chat with Nan Li, share his cultivation experience, and confide his joys and sorrows. And Nan Li is no longer as aloof as before. She will smile at Gao Xingchen, listen to his voice gently, and give him encouragement and support when he needs it.

With the help of Nan Li, Gao Xingchen's training progressed by leaps and bounds, and his strength also made a qualitative leap. He began to emerge in various competitions, winning recognition and respect from more and more people.

However, just as Gao Xingchen gradually regained his confidence and got closer to his dream, a bigger crisis quietly arrived.

"Xingchen, you have to be careful recently. I feel an undercurrent is coming towards you." Nanli said to Gao Xingchen with a serious expression.

"Undercurrent? What does that mean?" Gao Xingchen asked puzzledly.

"I have a feeling that someone wants to harm you." Nan Li's tone revealed a hint of worry, "and they don't have good intentions."

Gao Xingchen's heart tightened, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart. He knew that Nan Li's premonitions were always accurate, and since she said so, it must be right.

"Who is it? Why are they targeting me?" Gao Xingchen frowned, puzzled.

Nan Li shook her head and said, "It's not clear yet, but I will definitely find out. During this time, you must be extremely careful and try not to leave my sight."

Gao Xingchen nodded. He knew that a storm was coming and he was ready to face the challenge.

At the same time, in a secret cave thousands of miles away from Gao Xingchen's training place, a sinister voice slowly sounded: "Gao Xingchen, you have become a thorn in my side, and I will never let you live anymore!"

The person who spoke was Gao Xingchen's mortal enemy and the mastermind behind the conspiracy. His face was hideous, and his eyes flashed with vicious light, like a beast that was ready to eat anyone it could.

A conspiracy against Gao Xingchen is quietly brewing...