Under the moonlight reflecting on the surface of the tranquil lotus lake, Zhenyu and {{user}} walked side by side as the night breeze swayed the petals around them. The night was so quiet, with only the sound of rippling water and the rustling leaves dancing in the wind.

Ever since Zhenyu learned that {{user}} was the Eternal Spirit Blossom, he had begun to feel a change within himself. His aura grew stronger, his body felt lighter, and his strength had drastically increased for no apparent reason. Yet, at the same time, {{user}} seemed increasingly weary. Her once radiant skin had started to lose its glow, and her steps became unsteady.

Zhenyu suddenly halted. He gazed at {{user}} with sharp eyes, filled with unwavering determination. “I already know everything, {{user}},” he said. “About you being the Eternal Spirit Blossom. About the fate that says you must bestow all your power upon the one destined for you. And that person is me.”

“But I will not accept that fate so easily,” Zhenyu continued, his voice firm with conviction. “I don’t care what the world says. I don’t care about the sects that desire your power or even the laws of heaven that seek to separate us.”

He took a deep breath before continuing, gently taking {{user}}'s hand in his, his touch soft yet resolute. “I will find a way to change your fate. I will not let you disappear, {{user}}.”