Chapter 781: Chapter 114 Floating Life
“Whoosh!”
Fireworks illuminated the Heavenly Peak, and dark clouds were dispelled by the light.
The night at Lotus Peak was livelier, yet standing atop the mountain, gazing at the mortal world, a sense of solitude lingered in the heart. Because fireworks would vanish, the liveliness wouldn’t last long.
Xie Xuanyi stood on the summit of Lotus Peak, quietly watching the fireworks bloom, fall, and wither.
This was one of the few “profound mories” in his first lifeti’s cultivation journey.
The year of his fourteenth birthday.
He wasn’t practicing swordplay in the dojo but ca alone to the mountaintop.
The years passed like a fleeting mont.
So mories have been left in the crevices.
So remain as fresh as yesterday.
After colliding with the Void Thunder Marsh of the Bai Ze Secret Tomb, Xie Xuanyi’s consciousness sank into a brief chaos.
A few breaths later, he appeared here.
He returned to his “fourteen years old” self.
It had just rained on Lotus Peak, and beneath his feet was a clean pool of water. Xie Xuanyi looked down at the face in the water… Ironically, after decades had passed, his appearance hadn’t changed much. His long hair flowed loosely, his Feng Mou was lazy, but his pupils held a sharp light.
“…”
Silently, Xie Xuanyi gazed at the fourteen-year-old face in the water.
This face was full of pride and spirit.
Because at fourteen, Xie Xuanyi was already unrivaled among his peers in Da Sui Sword Palace and unrivaled in the sa realm. In a few days, he would leave Da Sui, visit various great talents, and then… begin a long “invincible” journey. He would defeat countless opponents, but only a few would be worth rembering: Tang Fengshu, Zhou Ceng, Yan Xie… Besides these rare top talents born out of ti, no one else was worth Xie Xuanyi drawing his sword, nor qualified to be his enemy. Such a life, anyone who experienced it, would find it hard not to be arrogant and self-satisfied.
And the reason this night was so morable.
Wasn’t because Xie Xuanyi happened to be “fourteen.”
But because… that night, Xie Xuanyi vaguely touched the edge of the “Path of Destruction.”
“Is this the second layer of the Bai Ze Secret Tomb? A ticulously arranged ‘illusion’?”
Xie Xuanyi’s thoughts returned to reality.
He tried to wave his sleeve; the night breeze at Lotus Peak was very delicate. The withering fireworks were no different from those in his mory; everything was indistinguishable from the real world. Standing atop Lotus Peak, he felt countless complex Taoist thoughts arise in his Heart Lake.
As if… his “two lives of cultivation” were false.
Ti had never moved forward.
His ti had always stopped on that night of fourteen.
The mont when fireworks blossod.
He attained enlightennt.
Then ca a long, dreamlike life. When the dream ended, this bumpy two-life cultivation abruptly stopped.
“Senior brother!”
A gentle voice broke Xie Xuanyi’s thoughts.
He turned to see a girl in simple robes, carrying a lantern, appearing distantly in the night. This girl was more radiant than the bright moon in the sky, and at the mont she appeared, even the most beautiful fireworks in the world dimd by three points.
“Miao Yin…”
Xie Xuanyi ca to his senses.
Everything was the sa as in his mory.
That night when he was fourteen, he ca alone to the top of Lotus Peak, thinking it would be another lonely, uneventful night… but didn’t expect soone to be thinking of him.
“Senior brother, why did you leave the dojo without saying anything?”
Although her tone seed to carry reproach, Jiang Miaoyin’s face showed no anger, only concern.
Everyone in Da Sui Sword Palace knew that Xie Xuanyi was a “Sword Fool.” Once he started cultivating, he’d have no day or night, ignoring his health. Even though cultivators could fast, excessive worries could still harm the body.
So while Xie Xuanyi cultivated in the dojo, she accompanied him.
So things, when done for a long ti, beco a habit.
Jiang Miaoyin just took a short nap and woke up to find the dojo empty, not knowing where Xie Xuanyi had gone…
Now she finally found him.
Jiang Miaoyin sighed in relief. This Sword Fool senior brother was always elusive. Before her nap, senior brother was still practicing swordsmanship, so why did he suddenly co to the mountaintop to gaze at the moon?
“Senior brother… these are freshly made night snacks from the sisters at Yuping Peak. Eat them while they’re hot.”
Jiang Miaoyin held the lantern in her left hand and a bamboo stear in her right, unfolding a portable folding wooden table on the mountaintop.
“…”
Xie Xuanyi hesitated.
He rembered this scene, but before, he seed to be at a “mont of enlightennt.”
At that mont, he touched the Annihilation Dao Realm.
ditation, breath-holding, awakening.
Jiang Miaoyin only greeted him from afar, not having ti to say much; these night snacks hadn’t even been laid out… Xie Xuanyi had already resud his cultivation.
Now, this illusion seed to offer different “choices”—
Xie Xuanyi chose to sit down.
Jiang Miaoyin giggled, contentedly sitting opposite Xie Xuanyi, uncovering the layers of the ticulously prepared bamboo stear.
Pastries, soups, smoked ats—these were indeed the specialties of the sisters from Yuping Peak, looking exquisite, rich in color, aroma, and taste… But what surprised Xie Xuanyi the most was a small bowl of birthday noodles on the bottom layer. The noodles didn’t look appealing, even sowhat shabby; it was just a simple bowl of coarse noodles, but on top lay a layer of eggs, with soone thoughtfully placing vegetables into two characters.
Fourteen.
“Happy birthday, senior brother!”
As the birthday noodles were revealed, Jiang Miaoyin spoke up loudly, and then silence fell over the mountaintop, while fireworks continued to bloom in the distance. Little Miao Yin was a bit nervous, hugging her knees with her hands, cautiously watching the expression of Xie Xuanyi opposite her.
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