However, the creation of the Sacred Body is extraordinarily difficult.

After overcoming each challenge, unexpected new difficulties emerged.

Although the body has completely developed an instinct for self-functioning.

Only the heart remains unable to connect together.

The heart is the hub of life, the kinetic center of the body, the bridge that connects all of the Sacred Body.

"How can it be like this?"

"How can it be like this?"

"Why did the heart have a problem? Could it truly be fate?"

She was so anxious she turned in circles, watching the sun set with the final deadline about to arrive.

The three Giants next to her fell silent, beginning to feel anxious:

"What to do? A body without a heart, how can it possibly live?"

"It's over."

"He clearly loves you so much, yet he has no heart. If he had a heart, he would surely live."

Listening to their words, suddenly she thought of something.

Yes, indeed.

This heart in her hand is defective, hence unable to connect.

The true heart should also have love within it.

She discovered the final answer.

"I don't want you anymore!"

She discarded the woven Sacred Heart, and the whole footless bird's body began to cocoon, transforming according to the structure of the Sacred Heart.

She suddenly realized:

"It turns out, what this Sacred Body ultimately needs is a resolve full of love."

Thump thump thump!

She transformed into a heart pulsing with love, gently melding into the chest cavity with a face full of tenderness.

The ultimate love and emotions seem to activate the connection of the entire body, awakening the brain that was numb and asleep.

Xiangtuo Mo also slowly opened his eyes, clutching his heart.

Thump thump thump!!

Though he now had a heart, the pain in his heart was unbearable.

Alas.

A long sigh.

The Elephant God raised his head, the sun had already set into twilight.

The sunset's afterglow cast upon the giant elephant atop the high mountain, rendering it sacred and majestic.

No more questions were asked, nor was much said.

He was just foolish, and when he awoke, he remembered everything that had transpired.

"Upon opening my eyes, it's already twilight."

Xiangtuo Mo unconsciously muttered to himself.

"Yes, night has fallen." The voice in his heart sounded aged and weak, seemingly ready to lose consciousness at any moment.

Pad pad pad.

Xiangtuo Mo turned around, sitting on a high slope, overlooking the distant rolling ocean, he asked softly, "Was it worth it? You will die."

"The beauty you pursue is the whole world," the voice in his heart carried a trace of laughter, "while the beauty in my heart is only you."

"Indeed." Xiangtuo Mo did not criticize, nor did he ask much.

Every Butterfly Race has the right to pursue beauty, including his queen.

He is the emperor of the entire Butterfly Race, he respects this right even though he is unwilling in his heart.

"Congratulations, you fulfilled your dream, weaving the world's most beautiful gown."

"But in the future, there is only me left." Xiangtuo Mo smiled faintly, his smile full of bitterness.

That voice in his heart was laughing:

"Don't you know once a footless bird sets sail, crossing mountains, rivers, and lakes, when its wings cease to flap, it marks its death?"

"I'm actually quite happy."

"The hundred years without you have been really long for me."

"For you, it's a long slumber, for the Divine Spirit of Longevity, it's just a nap."

"Only I have been waiting in the Divine Hall for you to awaken, your awakenings have become fewer, and my heart grows increasingly restless."

"Every awakening, even if you can only speak one sentence to me, I am happy for several days."

"But your awakenings are getting shorter, I'm so afraid... so afraid..."

The voice in the heart began to sob, "I'm afraid you won't wake up next time, I don't even weave my most beloved clothes."

Xiangtuo Mo only remained silent.

He faintly guessed the other's thoughts, using her lifelong pride in craftsmanship to save him in the last moment was her happiest thing.

She said:

"After witnessing the story of those Lovers."

"I've been thinking all these days."

"At least we lived happier than them, they in places where bodies can't intimately engage while we are at the most intimate place."

"I am your heart."

"We and that pair of lovers are two extremes, this is the most beautiful ending for me."

"Do you know? Before, while you were asleep, this footless bird perched on your shoulder had a dream."

"A very beautiful, beautiful dream."

"I hope one day we suddenly wake up together on the divine throne and find that we are not in the glamorous hall, we are just together on the tree, dozing off during the Prophet's punishment of us five little butterflies for not liking to study."

The voice was gentle, carrying endless melancholy.

"Now, it's just a long dream."

"And then I tell you about this interesting dream, you scold me foolishly, not to be so spoiled and willful, telling me to listen to the Prophet's lecture together, afterwards we two butterflies dance and play among the flowers, only focusing on finding food for the winter, simple and happy."

She murmured, full of longing:

"Everything back then was so carefree, everything was full of hope, you didn't have to bear the burden of all beings, didn't have to bear the burden of destiny..."

"You didn't have to bear the name of secretly plotting against the angels."

"Once, the five of us longed for the civilization described by the Prophet, the magnificent palaces, beautiful streets, after class that day, we swore together on the flowers to build a beautiful civilization."

"But now I suddenly hate civilization, let's give it up, I just want to go back to the Butterfly Race's caves, hang on the walls and spend the winter together."

Xiangtuo Mo listened to her usual coy and willful talk, and couldn't help but sigh: "This isn't like you, you love beauty so much, you like luxurious palaces."

"Things change, everything changes." Die Lvxin answered.

Xiangtuo Mo smiled:

"Yes, you've changed, I've also become the kind of person I hate the most, secretly plotting the angels."

"Several eras have passed, we've all changed, the era has changed, everything is changing."

He looked up, gazing at the dazzling starry sky, a vast and grand sense of ancientness and sorrow washed over him.

"Time, it really is beautiful."

"Death can keep our Butterfly Race forever beautiful in the moment, I don't want to be eternally immortal."

"The loneliness of immortality, let our great Prophet feel it!"

His laughter echoed through the mountains,

"I only seek to guard the beauty of our Butterfly Race, and protect my heart."

They continued chatting for a long time, until the voices in their hearts gradually faded.

Just like in past years, huddling together, watching every sunset on the Cangwu tree.

The sun set, the full moon rose.

They talked about childhood fun.

Hanging together from the tree under the Prophet's punishment, watching through the tree hole as tribe members outside froze to death, singing together on the Cangwu tree, watching the little angels battle dinosaurs.

Their voices grew lower and more intermittent.

She finally said:

"What a pity."

"I promised that girl, she and her foolish husband sacrificed themselves, blessing fools like us...there must be a perfect ending, she said so at the end."

She sobbed, "I... couldn't make it."

By the time the moon fully rose.

Die Lvxin was silent.

Xiangtuo Mo's heart had died as well.

Xiangtuo Mo felt neither sadness nor pain.

He slowly stood up, holding the reins of the mount beside him, step by step leaving towards the twilight sunset.

He knew that in the long years, even he would fade, worn away by time into dust.

"Era after era passes, new figures emerge one after another." He quietly gazed at the night sky, smiling faintly: "You go ahead first, I'm just a bit later."

His emotions were extraordinarily calm, a kind of gentle yet suppressed melancholy.

Unconsciously.

Xiangtuo Mo led the mount back to the location of the Cangwu tree, his brothers and sisters on the tree watched him with tears overflowing.

Their proud and beauty-loving second sister was already gone.

The one closest to the second sister, Diechi Yin, looked up like a child, sobbing uncontrollably.

The other Butterfly Race members were outsiders, only the five of them siblings had walked together in the cave.

They suddenly regretted building a civilization, perhaps playing without worries in the cave with the God of Longevity, following the Divine Spirits in immortality, was the most simple and joyful days.

"I've come back."

Xiangtuo Mo looked up, slowly revealing a smile.

But this smile was so strange, couldn't tell if it was a laugh or a sorrowful expression.

He reached out, weaving a butterfly knot light as cicada wings, like a dandelion floating onto the tree, hanging on the branches, a tribute to the Divine Spirits.

He sighed softly:

"Everyone, it's been a long time."

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"Butterfly Race, Xiangtuo Myth, Five Organs Chapter"

"It is said that at the final term, the trial of the Five Organs was harder than imagined, the heart could not merge, the footless bird chose to abandon the ruthless hollow, transforming into a determination full of love."

"Thus, the life on earth had logic in the left brain, emotion in the right brain, the Pineal Gland had the sixth sense, true love in the heart, the looping ileum in the abdomen."

"Xiangtuo Mo also had a third critical point, it was the place he would rather die than to guard, the lover's heart."

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