Translators note: I saw a comnt on Novel Updates saying how they were confused about the tiline as the novel goes on. So I think it might be helpful for to include a translators note whenever we have major ti skips to help you understand better in case you need it. All the events that take place over the course of the next 3.75 chapters happened over the past century. These are Yun Hais mories being relayed to us, the audience, through Xiao Fuxuans interrogation. Hope this helps!
Over a hundred years ago, the Wang Capital still existed in the mortal realm, located just next to Taiyin Immortal Mountain.
The most important place in Wang Capital was called Heavenly Inquiring Palace, which enshrined the Lingtai Twelve Immortals. This place was responsible for divination with the heavens, and was also closely connected with the major cultivation sects.
Two palace envoys were in charge of the Heavenly Inquiring Palace, and Yun Hais father was one of them.
That job was both prestigious and dangerous, arousing both admiration and envy among others. During good tis, they would have unparalleled luxury, but during bad tis, it would be the end of them.
Yun Hai first t Hua Xin at the Heavenly Inquiring Chambers guest residence.
He was still young and pampered at the ti, treating the Heavenly Inquiring Palace just like ho. He frequently played around in the corridors between the mansions.
That day, he was chasing a pine marten in a corridor and almost ran into one of the guests here.
Just before he collided, a sudden gust of wind ca out of nowhere, and in the next mont, a hand was already pressing against his forehead.
The people responsible for taking care of him shouted "be careful" and ran over. They hurriedly picked him up and took a few steps back, bowing their heads in front of the guest and looking cautious and frightened.
Yun Hai, who wasnt afraid because of his ignorance, raised his head curiously.
That day, Hua Xin was in his mortal appearance. He didnt have the white deer following him as drawn in the portrait, nor did he have his World-Lighting Lantern in his hand. He was wearing a plain white robe, his hair was loosely tied, with an ordinary wooden hairpin running through it diagonally.
This was the most common way people dressed on the streets of Wang Capital, but it still made everyone dumbfounded.
When Yun Hai ca back to his senses, Hua Xin had already walked to the end of the corridor and walked into the living room. The white robe swept across the high threshold, turned, and disappeared.
Yun Hai turned his head, raised his face, and asked the person looking after him, "Who is that?"
They gave a "shh" motion and carried him away from the living room. After bringing him to the courtyard, they whispered, "Hes the masters immortal friend."
At that ti, Yun Hai knew very little of the world, let alone the rules between immortals and immortals.
He only ignorantly knew that: Strong with supernatural powers = Immortal. A close relationship = Friend.
That was what he thought of that "immortal friend". But only later did he find out, that person only appeared once every few years.
***
The second ti Yun Hai t Mingwu Hua Xin was six years later.
Wang Capital was in chaos and was covered in filth. The Heavenly Inquiring Palaces envoys have long been changed. His father was frad, and most of the people in their manor lost their lives. Now, their family manor has barely anyone left.
Although he was still young, he was the son of a sinner. He was not allowed to use his original na and was forced to follow a group of refugees to the south, arriving at Yuyang.
At that ti, Yuyang sealed the city gates in fear that they would be brought into chaos, leaving the refugees nowhere to go. They could only temporarily live in a deserted temple in the mountains.
The winter of that year was freezing. Most of the refugees didnt even manage to last a single month. Hence, in the mountain temple, corpses clustered everywhere. Their strong resentnt then attracted many devils and sinister beings.
After the winter had passed, only a few people were still alive.
Yun Hai was among them.
One day, he stole food from a half-crippled yin being. The yin being broke his leg and scratched his left eye before he could hide in a cave.
He curled up behind the cave rock, wiped the blood from his left eye, grabbed the piece of at from which he had no idea where it ca from, and was about to gorge it down. But suddenly, he saw a lantern shadow in the cold night of the mountain forest.
It was already Yun Hais reflex to hide regardless of what he sees.
But that lantern shadow was too fast.
Before he could even take a step, the person holding the lantern already appeared in front of him.
Yun Hai rembered that face. Although he had only seen it once, he should not have rembered it, but for so reason, he rembered it so clearly as if it was carved in his head. Even after six years, he could still recognize it at a glance.
He was none other than the guest at Heavenly Inquiring Palace back then, his fathers immortal friend.
Yun Hai still looked up at him, exactly the way he did six years ago.
At that ti, his wide-opened eyes were full of curiosity. Now, one of his eyes was blinded, and his blood-covered face was numb.
He dragged his broken leg, knelt behind a cold stone, and looked numbly at the person who had glanced at him back then. Then he heard him say, "I am requested to pick you up."
His voice was very pretty. Breaking through the cold night, almost made him feel warmth.
Mortals were indeed weird. He didnt cry when his family manor perished. He didnt cry when he beca a holess beggar. He didnt cry while suffering in the cold and hunger, and he didnt cry after his leg was broken and his eye was blinded either
But after hearing soone say that he was here to co to pick him up, his eyes turned red from the tears.
Yun Hai clenched the dead flesh in his hand and looked at Ming Wu Hua Xin expressionlessly.
When the other party reached out his hand, he suddenly burst out, grabbed the hand that was touching his forehead, and bit.
He bit down hard, imdiately tasting blood.
In the sll of blood, he thought with resentnt and hatred: Arent you an immortal friend? Since you are a friend, where were you when we were frad? Where were you when people died? Where were you when our family perished?!
Who requested you to co here, and what right do you have to show up before ?
These were all thoughts in his heart, but Hua Xin seed to be able to hear those words.
After a long while, the llifluous voice sounded above his head, "Lingtai has its own rules, I cant interfere in those mortal affairs."
The voice was gentle and pleasant, but there was no deep emotion not the grief of the death of a friend, not the guilt of a bystander, not even the slightest pity it seed to be re words from a cold heart.
But after a long ti, Yun Hai realized sothing: Immortals were supernatural compared to mortals. He shouldnt even be able to bite him in the first place, let alone for blood to co out.
Yun Hai wasnt doing anything, just letting him bite and vent freely.
Understanding this, he finally let go.
Hua Xin didnt wipe the cuts and blood on his hands, but bent over to check his injured eyes and broken leg, and said, "Lets go, Ill take you back for treatnt."
Yun Hai tilted his head and dodged his hand. He said in a hoarse voice, "I cant walk."
Hua Xin didnt mind about his resistance, but said a little surprised, "Your tongue is still there?"
Yun Hai: ""
"I thought you couldnt speak anymore," Hua Xin said as he raised his hand.
A white deer walked out from the woods behind him. He placed Yun Hai on the deers back and led the deer down the mountain.
Perhaps afraid that he would fall off, Yun Hai was completely unable to move the mont he got on the deers back. He could only live off their obedience as Hua Xin asked, "How old are you?"
Yun Hai sneered in his head and thought: You dont even know this and you dare to call yourself my fathers "immortal friend".
Hua Xin replied calmly, "Years go by slower in the Immortal Capital, I dont rember these things."
Yun Hai: "Eleven."
Hua Xin asked again, "Your na is?"
Yun Hao sneered in his head again.
Hua Xin continued before waiting for a response, "From now on, your common na will not be used. This current generation goes by Yun, so you shall be called Yun Hai."1Sotis, in larger sects, surnas (or sotis the middle character for large families) would be separated by generations, with each having a new one. In this case, it is Yun, which also ans cloud in a more general sense.
Yun Hai: ""
Although he hadnt used his real na for a long ti, and was indeed about to forget, after hearing this, he still felt very sorrowful. Since he couldnt move, he could only close his eyes in sadness.
From then on, he was called Yun Hai.
***
Mortals couldnt climb the thirty-three-story tower of Taiyin Immortal Mountain, so they naturally couldnt get to the Immortal Capital either.
The place Hua Xin ant when he said he was going to get him treated was in the Hua Sect.
One could say that he found a place to settle Yun Hai down, but in Yun Hais own eyes, Hua Xin was just ditching him at the Hua Sect.
At that ti, the Hua Sect was not yet at Peach Blossom Island, and there were not as many disciples either. But they were also very prosperous.
Most of the Hua Family disciples entered sword cultivation, and a small number entered dical cultivation. Regardless of what one cultivated in, they would always be loaded with work every day.
Only Yun Hai was left out. He didnt have a sword, nor did he have any pill recipe to cultivate dicine.
With nothing to do every day, he could only just walk around the Halls of Hua Sect after his eye and leg recovered.
He asked the Hua Sect Sect Leader and the Elders of the various Halls what he should practice, or when he would obtain his own sword.
But in the end, the elders and the sect leader only praised his talent and luck. They said how he was a rare genius with excellent roots, and how bright his future would be as the personal disciple of the leader of the Lingtai Immortals, Hua Xin. They said that they must not tamper with his disciple, and that Yun Hai must wait for the Immortal Leader himself to co and teach.
"But when is he coming?!" Yun Hai said.
The Sect Leader and the elders couldnt reply and just laughed dryly.
After repeating this several tis, Yun Hai knew that there was nothing anyone could do for him and stopped asking those questions. Sotis, when other disciples practiced swords, he would look and try to learn. When other disciples cultivated dicine, he would try to learn the process as well.
But more often, he spent his ti in the library.
There was a divine statue and a portrait of Hua Xin in the library. He sotis would grab a handful of books and just sit in front of the portrait all day. Half in a daze, half complaining.
As a high-spirited teenager, he couldnt bear being ignored.
Besides, he really wanted to learn sothing and beco capable.
He was inexplicably ignored like this for two years, until he almost lost his temper, and only then did he et Hua Xin again.
Hua Xin seed to have forgotten his only disciple. In fact, when he ca to the Hua Sect, it wasnt even for Yun Hai. didnt. But naturally, Yun Hai would definitely not miss the opportunity and grabbed Hua Xin before he left.
He first obediently called "Master", before starting, "Everyone in the sect is cultivating, except for whos left out. Master, do you regret taking in? If so, please tell , I will leave on my own."
Being spoiled as a child, he had a bit of arrogance on him. Later when he beca a beggar, he also beca a little sharp and sensitive. Now, both his arrogance and his sensitivity were written on his face, unable to be hidden.
Hua Xin didnt intend to answer him originally, but after looking at his face for a long ti, he still explained, "Your roots are indeed excellent, a true prodigy. If you really want to cultivate, you would ascend to an immortal much easier than others. You dont have to be in a hurry."
"Then how long do I have to wait?" Yun Hai asked.
"Until you are suitable to hold a sword," replied Hua Xin.
Yun Hai was unrelenting, "In what ways am I not suitable?"
Even after a ti, Yun Hai still rembered the look in Hua Xins eyes at that mont. It was calm, as if he knew everything. He said, "Because you are always thinking about killing all those who frad your father, thinking about torturing those people and making them pay with blood."
Yun Hai was silent, then finally said, "Master, you are indeed wise. These are my precise thoughts. But am I wrong for that? Does cultivation have to be emotionless? No love, no hatred, no revenge, no resentnt? To just be like you? To just calmly look at the common people suffer and do nothing?"
Hua Xin didnt answer.
Yun Hao kept staring at him until his eyes were red, just like when he was struggling to survive while holding dead flesh in the stone cave.
Hua Xin finally said, "You dont have to be like . Cultivation is a long road, the path youre looking for is too short."
"How is it short?" Yun Hai shouted.
"Killing is nothing more than a slash from your sword. Then what? You have no further goals to keep you moving."
Then I will worry about that after I have accomplished my forr goals.
Yun Hai said in his heart. But he just moved his lips, and in the end, he bowed, "I understand, I Ill try."
To a certain extent, he was indeed a genius. After he said he would try, one couldnt see any other thoughts in him. He no longer desperately wanted a sword, he no longer cared about the dical ingredients, and simply continued to stay in the library, day after day.
Another two years passed like that.
During the two years, Hua Xin ca to Hua Sect three tis. Yun Hai would always be in the library, and he never ca out to seek an explanation from his master.
When Hua Xin t him again, he was completely different from the boy holding dead flesh in the cave.
In the words of the sect leader and the elders, Yun Hai had the most likable temperant among the disciples of the Hua Sect. He could make funny jokes and play all day, he could get along very well with everyone. He had an unhurried energy, very much like an immortal.
That year, he was only sixteen.
Upon hearing this, Hua Xin decided to continue testing him for another year.
Hence, at the age of seventeen, Yun Hai received his own sword.
***
Once, before the world had forgotten about him, there was such a description of Yun Hai
A once-in-a-decade genius. After getting his own sword at the age of seventeen, he worked diligently for eight years. In eight years, he cultivated to a level that most people never achieve in their lives, ascending to immortal. He had a close relationship with his master, and from then on, they stayed there in the Immortal Capital.
Because he was so young, the day Yun Hai ascended has beco a topic that immortals would often talk about. But for Yun Hai himself, what he rembered the clearest was not how he climbed the Taiyin Immortal Tower, nor how he entered the Immortal
It was the two people that he t.
1Sotis, in larger sects, surnas (or sotis the middle character for large families) would be separated by generations, with each having a new one. In this case, it is Yun, which also ans cloud in a more general sense.
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