After the Bai family learned about this, the Bai couple indeed found the sweatshirt thrown away by Xue Huai and some other stolen personal items in Bai Yingting’s room. It is unknown whose the owners were.
All the evidence is conclusive, and the things that Bai Yingting committed during his cultivation can no longer be concealed. The next day, even Bai Yingting’s master rushed over, but it was because he happened to be here to warn the parents.
They were shocked and disappointed, they did not condone their own son. Instead, they directly reported to the Heavenly Court. Because the place where Bai Yingting practiced was in Beitian, the Heavenly Court handed him over to the Fuli Palace. In the end, a golden-winged bird killed him and took away the half-dead Bai Yingting. It is said that he would be taken back for severe interrogation.
For Xue Huai, they apologized repeatedly, and after receiving Xue Huai’s forgiveness, they rushed to another Immortal Continent overnight to apologize to the sick little Shimei.
Xue Huai said, “Being a parent is really not easy.”
Yun Cuo stayed with him until late at night. He was relieved to see that he wasn’t in trouble. Except for the first two words spoken to him in the beginning, he was silent as usual.
As dawn approached, Xue Huai escorted him out and asked him softly, “Who are ‘they’?”
He had already changed his clothes at this time, cleaned, and tidied. He handed Yun Cuo’s clothes to his family for washing and drying, but it could not be done before sunrise. So he left them at the Xue’s house for now, and he will have them delivered another day.
Yun Cuo whispered, “Zhu Xing, there’s also this person with the surname Bai. I thought they might really love you, but later I found out it’s not the same thing. They’re all bad.”
He’s obviously a fine, tall man now, but he’s still doing childish things, as if telling him a small report, and he’s not afraid to say anything bad.
Xue Huai found it interesting and asked, “I won’t talk about Big Brother Bai. But why do you think that Young Master Zhu can’t?”
Among his numerous pursuers, Zhu Xing can be considered outstanding, with a sunny temperament, a pure and kind personality, a family background, and his spiritual roots also not that bad. Even Xue Huai himself feels impeccable—he is afraid that he’d be a waste to other people’s children due to his rebellious personality. What kind of person does Yun Cuo think he should be with?
Yun Cuo said, “He didn’t persist. You’re so good, why did he give up on you?”
Xue Huai smiled and said, “Because I rejected him, Young Master Yun. Besides, I don’t think he likes me that much either. He’s still young.”
Yun Cuo pursed his lips and kept his eyes on him. “You should find someone who can protect you at all times, make you happy, help you overcome any obstacles and dangers, and avoid all disasters and criticisms. He must truly love you and want to be with you for a lifetime. He will bring you the greatest happiness in the world. You deserve the best of everything.”
Xue Huai pondered for a moment before shaking his head, saying, “This doesn’t sound like the kind of person I should be looking for as a partner. I can be on my own without the constant protection of others… And I’m not that good either.”
Xue Huai paused and turned to look at him seriously. “Young Master Yun, I’m not as good as you said. I may be good-looking, but beauty is not worth money in the Immortal Realm. There are many people who are even more beautiful than I am. I have a bad temper and often lose my temper at home. I am greedy for small gains, selfish, and reckless. I am sensitive and always suspicious, and I also hold grudges…”
Yun Cuo also paused and listened to him attentively. The light in his eyes was dim and indistinct, mixed with the color of blood, looking like some kind of enchanting magic.
Xue Huai finally smiled and said calmly, “So you see, I, Xue Huai, is actually a very ordinary person who doesn’t have the qualifications to demand a future partner.”
Yun Cuo insisted, “That’s how it should be.”
Xue Huai said：“Yun Cuo.”
Yun Cuo froze.
This is the first time Xue Huai has called his name in this life.
Xue Huai quietly gazed into his eyes and said softly, “You’re also young. You’re going to be the emperor in the future. When you see the broader world, you’ll know that I’m not that good.”
Yun Cuo looked back and said firmly, “No, I have seen it before. I have experienced everything that needs to be experienced, and I still think you are the best person in heaven and earth.”
Xue Huai was infuriated by his stubborn childishness and laughed out of anger, “You…”
“You don’t need to return the clothes to me. Since you already know, I’ll be gone for a while to give you time and also to give myself time.” Yun Cuo’s voice was hoarse.
He suddenly came forward, opened his arms, and gently hugged Xue Huai.
It was very, very light, as it had been every time before, with a way of not touching, as if afraid to startle the falling snow.
It started to snow lightly again in Xianzhou, and the cold snowflakes drifted over their eyebrows, eyes, and noses, finally melting into the warm air.
“Don’t be afraid of me, Xue Huai.” Yun Cuo whispered in a low voice, as if with a sigh. “You are still as smart as before.”
The wind and snow suddenly became heavier, and in that instant, a vast amount of white snow swept across the sky and earth. The cold wind hunted, causing people to blink their eyes. When he opened them again, that lonely and proud young man was already out of sight.
Xue Huai stood still, watching his back as he walked away. A trace of confusion grew in his heart.
What did he know?
He saw the dense needle marks on his hands and remembered the “walks” and encounters that had taken place over the course of time, as well as the things he had brought with him each time—a painstaking, inexpensive gift that he can honestly accept and love.
He remembers that every time he encountered trouble, this person always appeared behind him unnoticed and silently helped him solve everything.
He was thinking of the time when he wrote “Xue Huai, good night” on the note, he held his hand, which he was holding the brush from behind, and wrote the word “Yun” with him. Then he smiled and asked, “What is my name, Xue Huai?”
Even when they first met, he rushed over and gave him a hug. He felt the past and death in that embrace, as if the Lycoris Radiata flowers were blooming in full bloom and vibrant.
Yun Cuo likes Xue Huai.
He liked him, and Xue Huai snapped out of it. This matter was very obvious.
But that was all he knew—nothing else. It was as if they had gone back to the beginning and the end of their previous lives, and in the end, not a word was spoken, when they saw each other again, it was already goodbye.
—You are still as smart as before.
What does this sentence mean, and when did he meet him?
Yun Cuo, how could he like him? This is not right, the person he likes should be Xue He.
Xue Huai feels a bit of a headache. He stood in the wind and snow for a while, until the vast snow had calmed down and sunlight shone through the clouds, before walking home.
This time, it’s just that he hasn’t seen Yun Cuo again in more than ten days.
Over ten days, it’s neither too long nor too short.
Xue Zong occasionally asks Xue Huai, “Where’s your sworn brother, Yun Laodi? He was recently asked to come to Shenhua Terrace to confirm the quality of the finished product, so why can’t he be contacted?”
Xue Huai didn’t know how to answer, so he had to say, “He said he’s very busy and will come back in a while.”
A young man’s thoughts can’t be guessed.
To be fair, the confession at that time could not be counted as Yun Cuo’s confession, it also could not be considered a rejection by him as well—Xue Huai saw through it but didn’t say anything.
Yun Cuo also saw through it.
Is it necessary to leave in such a panic just because he discovered his liking?
Yun Cuo doesn’t seem like the type of person who would panic over such a small matter. He is the kind of person who quickly comes to propose marriage after discovering the other party and wants to firmly grasp the person in his hand with athunderous momentum.
Xue Huai couldn’t understand why.
He also couldn’t understand why Yun Cuo liked him.
Since when?
If he likes him in this life, why didn’t he like him in the previous life? He had spent more time and had more contact with him in his previous life than in this one.
After much thought, he couldn’t find a conclusion and could only classify it as the four words of impermanence in the world.
Because of this matter, Xue Huai also felt frustrated for a period of time. Unable to explain why, as if he had bullied Yun Cuo, he felt as if a cat paw was scratching and scratching in his heart with sourness.
Another letter came from Murong’s side, saying that his grandfather had already completed his cultivation and passed the level, allowing Xue Huai to come at any time. Xue Huai wanted to relax, so he told Xue Zong to pack up and leave.
The green bird carried him for three days and finally landed safely.
The Murong couple left the immortal gate early in the morning to welcome him.
His grandmother is a sorceress, proficient in pharmacology and healing techniques, gentle, and kind. His grandfather, on the other hand, is a sword cultivator with profound skills, residing in the Immortal Mountain, opening the Immortal Temples to accept disciples all year round, with peaches and plums all over the world.
Murong Jinchuan has an extremely calm personality and is swift in his actions. He is a serious old man who does not smile. But as soon as he saw Xue Huai, he was defeated—because the boy, who was born with a nine-point resemblance to his girl, jumped right into his arms after he got off the green bird’s back. He picked him up and spun him around a few times, he has always been the most disciplined of his honors.
“Stinky brat.” Murong Jinchuan almost blew his beard and glared at Xue Huai, “Getting more and more unruly.”
Xue Huai blinked his eyes and hid next to his grandmother, relying on her to back him up and even dare to make funny faces.
His grandmother just looked at him seriously and sighed softly, “You’ve gotten taller, but thinner, Xiao Huai, what have you been busy with lately?”
Only in front of these two people did Xue Huai look like a young man. He helped his grandmother to the door and gave her a brief account of his recent affairs on the way, reporting good news but not bad news, only saying that he was helping his father with the Shenhua Terrace’s business.
Murong Jinchuan said, “Nonsense, how old are you? That man, harming my daughter is not enough. And still want to come and hold you up? Xiao Huai, listen to me. Come to my place for cultivation. When you make progress in your cultivation and passed the immortal class, my Murong family will all belong to you. That one acre of land from the Xue family is not worth it.”
Grandmother glared at him once. Murong Jinchuan, however, was still stubborn, just sticking to his neck and not letting go.
Xue Huai is accustomed to such scenes.
In his previous life, he followed Yun Cuo to go to battle and angered his father and grandfather. According to the schedule, he was supposed to come to his grandfather’s Immortal Mountain at the age of seventeen and cultivate under his guidance.
There were still many doubts he couldn’t remember before he died, and in order to know them all, he had to bring his cultivation up to the Jindan level, learn the Mind Viewing Technique, and enter his own memories as a bystander. This requires a long period of seclusion and a high level of concentration, and the Beidou Immortal Mountain, where the Murong clan is located, can provide him with this.
Furthermore, he knew that within two years, Yun Cuo would trigger turmoil in the Nine Immortals Continents—the old emperor in charge of the Nine Immortals Continents would pass away, and many people did not acknowledge Yun Cuo. He wanted to uproot them one by one.
Although the Xue family had not been affected too much, the Shenhua Terrace and even the Murong Villa had later been taken hostage and commandeered by Yun Cuo’s rivals. In the chaotic future, Xue Huai has to learn a skill to keep his family safe.
Yindan cultivation wasn’t enough, he had to be at least at the Jin Dan stage if he wanted to kill a clean slate in the midst of the turmoil.
There’s one more thing—
It suddenly occurred to him that, wait till he comes here, he would truly be cut off from his original place. Yun Cuo would completely become a passerby in his life, and he would be the same for Yun Cuo.
Xue Huai said, “Okay, I promise you, when the time comes, I will come here to practice.”
The days with the Murong family are calm and peaceful.
Xue Huai and his grandfather had agreed on a day to come and practice, and they have set it for the fifth day of the following month. Wait until he returns home and arranges everything properly, he will come here first.
Originally, he was not in a hurry to leave, and the Murong couple also wanted to keep their grandson for a few more days, but the one who rushed Xue Huai away was no one else, it was actually Xue He.
Xue He sent a letter and cried in it, saying, “Brother, come back quickly ba. Young Master Yun had an accident.”
