Chapter 782: Chapter 114 Floating Life_2
The senior brother just gazed at the bowl, silent and unspeaking, not appearing joyful.
“Senior brother… what’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?”
Jiang Miaoyin pursed her lips, sowhat at a loss.
She had prepared this bowl of longevity noodles for quite a while, deliberately finding the entry-level disciple’s “birthday book” from Xiao Chong Mountain, found Senior Brother Xuanyi’s birthday, who never ntioned this past after joining Da Sui Sword Palace… But Jiang Miaoyin kept it in mind and sent soone to investigate the Xie Family’s records, knowing the Xie Family’s days in Jiangning were not easy.
Senior brother is a person of bitter fate.
Not long after birth, his parents passed away…
So this Lotus Peak is truly the senior brother’s ho.
If it were friends in Qing State celebrating birthdays, Jiang Miaoyin would send so “jewels,” so “gold and silver,” casually gifting sothing and being done with it.
But Senior Brother Xuanyi is different from those people…
With Senior Brother Xuanyi’s aptitude, he will eventually beco renowned in the world.
Jewels, gold, and silver, are rely mundane things, like dust.
Thinking back and forth.
Jiang Miaoyin decided to “cook personally,” the pastries, smoked at, soup porridge here were all made by herself, though longevity noodles need to be freshly made. Who would have thought, the senior brother who practiced swordplay all night suddenly disappeared from the dojo tonight… Anxiously seeking him, Jiang Miaoyin could only hastily prepare, thus ending with this sowhat perfunctory bowl of longevity noodles.
“It’s nothing, I’m happy.”
Xie Xuanyi shook his head, his expression sowhat complex.
He didn’t know whether the story happening at this mont was an illusion casually altered based on Heart Lake’s mory, or a real scene subrged in the “ti gap.”
If it was real…
Then on that night when he turned fourteen, Jiang Miaoyin carried a bamboo basket to find him, waiting all night at the mountain top, until the pastries turned cold, noodles cooled, and eventually never had the chance to uncover them.
Turns out this silly girl always rembered his “birthday.”
Birthday…
Xie Xuanyi rembered such a day.
But he never commorated it.
Leaving Jiangning, in decades passing, he was long without family, who would still rember his birthday?
Three hundred sixty-five days.
Each day rises and sets, each day was the sa to Xie Xuanyi.
But perhaps…
At this mont, the birthday had a different significance.
Xie Xuanyi lifted the bowl, drank so noodle broth, and then seriously began eating… Jiang Miaoyin’s cooking skills were much better than he imagined, the appearance of the noodles was just unsightly, but the taste was indeed not bad.
“Whew…”
Seated opposite, Jiang Miaoyin, upon seeing this, felt relieved.
The girl cupped her cheeks, quietly watching the senior brother.
The fireworks on the summit were still flourishing.
At this mont.
The night of Lotus Peak was illuminated by light and fire, Xie Xuanyi lived through a second distinctive “life.” This ti he wasn’t alone seeking Tao but had a companion.
…
…
“Did you make all these?”
A mont later, Xie Xuanyi set down the bowl.
His thoughts mostly focused on cultivation, usually indifferent to food as long as it could fill his belly.
However, tonight’s night snack in the bamboo basket made a deep impression on Xie Xuanyi.
“Indeed.”
Jiang Miaoyin giggled and said, “If senior brother wants to eat, Miao Yin will cook for you every day henceforth.”
“…”
The string deep within Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake was lightly touched.
He looked at the girl before him and unbidden thoughts of the figure in the Thirty-three Cave Heavens erged.
If recalled correctly.
After his fourteenth birthday, soon the master would bestow swords…
Chronic Illness, Weakness.
He and his junior sister each took one.
Afterwards, he left Da Sui, wandering around, and returned to Lotus Peak less and less.
In mory, the junior sister’s smile also gradually faded.
If life could “restart,” returning to this fourteen-year-old juncture, then how would he choose?
“Senior Brother—”
Jiang Miaoyin’s youthful voice rang again.
“Hmm?”
Xie Xuanyi returned to his senses.
The girl blinked and scrutinized the person before her with curiosity, muttering softly: “I don’t know why, but I always feel you are strange today…”
“Is that so?”
Xie Xuanyi chuckled softly.
He looked at the girl, unsure how to explain, thought for a while, and finally said sincerely: “I just had a dream.”
“Dream?”
Jiang Miaoyin rested her cheeks on her hands, attentively watching the senior brother, curious, asking: “What dream?”
“Dreamt of the thirty years to co.”
Xie Xuanyi contemplated for a mont, hoarsely said: “It was… a very long thirty years.”
“Thirty years?”
Jiang Miaoyin raised an eyebrow, gained interest, and quickly approached.
“What did senior brother beco after thirty years? Did the senior brother dream of ? What about the senior brother and the master?”
There are many stories in this world.
That people cannot bear to continue… if only these thirty years were filled with laughter.
Then Xie Xuanyi would recount them with a smile.
But…
Looking back, that fourteenth birthday seed a turning point. Since that day, he began understanding the “Annihilation Dao Realm,” and the tranquility atop Lotus Peak was never again present.
“Thirty years later, I probably am still like this.”
Xie Xuanyi could not help but hold his head, bitterly smiling, saying: “I died once, and then luckily ‘ca’ back alive.”
“Tsk.”
Jiang Miaoyin hesitated, then laughed and said: “Is the senior brother joking with ? I know what’s wrong with senior brother today… You are particularly talkative.”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi beca silent for a mont.
He was speechless.
This girl, back then busying with cultivation, often unintentionally neglecting her, inadvertently made her accustod to it?
Now, finally “reuniting,” Xie Xuanyi intended to speak more, surprisingly resulted in leaving it unsaid.
“Forget it.”
Xie Xuanyi sighed softly.
He slowly said: “Thirty years later, Da Sui Sword Palace experienced quite a few hardships, yet the people in Lotus Peak remained. We even will have a few more adorable junior brothers and sisters coming along…”
Jiang Miaoyin froze again.
She looked into Xie Xuanyi’s eyes, truly realizing what was different about her senior brother.
It was those eyes.
Before when eting, she felt the fierce Sword Intent in his eyes.
Fourteen-year-old youth and vigor.
Eager to prove himself.
But this ti…
She saw a calm lake, sails passing by, dust settled.
“By the way…”
Xie Xuanyi extended his hand hesitantly, placing it on the head of young Jiang Miaoyin.
“This is my first ti celebrating my birthday.”
Xie Xuanyi squatted before his junior sister from youth, took a deep breath, thought for a while, and earnestly said: “Miao Yin… Thank you. This is probably the most unforgettable birthday I’ll ever have.”
“Senior brother.”
Jiang Miaoyin felt honored and sowhat overwheld.
She blushed fully, unsure what to say, her tone beca hesitant.
“Also…”
Xie Xuanyi lowered his eyelids, softly said: “I must say ‘sorry’ on behalf of my past self.”
Jiang Miaoyin listened in confusion, not understanding.
Xie Xuanyi stood up.
He leapt from Lotus Peak top.
The vast clouds, countless fireworks, bygone affairs, all turned to dust.
A thread of Sword Qi ascended to the skies.
This illusion… was more “real” than imagined, leaping from Lotus Peak top didn’t shatter the illusion, but instead, the entire Da Sui Sword Palace’s hundreds of cultivators witnessed this splendid, magnificent dazzling sword light.
Xie Xuanyi fell alongside the waterfall like a shooting star.
His expression calm.
Illusion remains unbroken, also fine.
Boom.
He smashed through the water curtain, arriving at Lotus Peak’s back mountain, to that old rugged mountain wall encased in dead vines thirty years hence.
Thirty years later.
Xie Xuanyi would struggle to et the person inside even once.
Since this illusion… was so real.
Then let him look again…
“Master, I’ve arrived.”
Xie Xuanyi brushed off the dust on his black shirt, gently extending his hand to the stone wall of Xuanshui’s Grotto Heaven, now being the Master of Xuanshui, the array patterns on the mountain wall, within, could be dismantled.
“Boom!”
The mountain wall parted open.
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