Today is a cloudy day, and the wind is cold. Xue Huai’s stomach, which hasn’t been painful for several days, began to ache again—he doesn’t know when the side effects of soul-calming medicine will resolve. He had already felt uncomfortable while listening and planned to run back to make himself a bowl of hot porridge as soon as he came out.
But Yun Cuo asked him to wait for him, so he miraculously stayed behind.
He bent over and squatted down. After a few moments, he felt less pain, so he relaxed his body and leaned under the eaves, pulling out a piece of grass and folding it back and forth.
A wall apart, Murong Jinchuan released a completely soundproof barrier, and he couldn’t hear anything.
He’d been more curious than a cat in his past life, but he’d been a bit introverted and composed in this one. However, that doesn’t stop him from wanting to know what they were talking about.
If the person standing here is Yun Cuo, whom he knew in a previous life, he’ll probably have to fight him—at that time, they had known each other for two or three years, and they had agreed to work together to improve their skills, climbing up the ladder step by step from the foundation.
Yun Cuo said he hasn’t gone through a Heavenly Calamity yet and is a rookie just like him.
At that time, he still liked him. The two of them understood each other, and they knew why they were doing this—
Because it is best for dual cultivators, preferably at the same level of cultivation, advancing together is a major priority. Many people break up with their Daoist partners because their cultivation level cannot keep up with them, and the rule in Xianzhou is to wait for the two people’s cultivation not to differ by one class before or after they can consummate their marriage.
But if, in the year he knew him, Yun Cuo had already reached such a high level of cultivation, Xue Huai felt like he had been tricked.
How many lies did this person tell in his previous life to coax him?
Xue Huai thus dispelled a long-standing doubt: if Yun Cuo had reached a state where karma does not get involved, common sense and past life karma don’t count. Therefore, many anomalies in this life can be explained. It is normal for a person to break out of the cycle of causality and experience a difference between their previous and current lives.
Xue Huai used a piece of grass to fold out a ring and heard the sound of the wind behind him. The barrier was withdrawn, and the door opened with a click. Yun Cuo walked out from inside.
When Yun Cuo saw Xue Huai, he was clearly stunned for a moment, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: “You are really waiting for me.”
Xue Huai pouted and stood up to ask him, “You want me to wait for you, is there anything you want to say?”
He looked back, and Murong Jinchuan was already nowhere to be found. The luminous cup of Honoring the Master tea is upside down, indicating that both parties have completed this process.
Yun Cuo whispered, “Xue Huai, I can attend class with you now.”
Xue Huai said, “En, what else?”
This was actually within his expectations. Murong Jinchuan selects disciples not based on their background and reputation, but only on their temperament. Yun Cuo is said to be cruel and terrifying, rather than pure in nature, able to walk all the way to the dark. If he were to be upright, he could also become a pillar of the righteous path.
He waited for his next sentence but found that Yun Cuo’s words broke off here, as if he had finished his words and had not thought of what to say next.
Yun Cuo stared at him, wanting to speak, but then just smiled.
It seems that whenever he sees Xue Huai, he often gets distracted like this. He looked at the young man in front of him, cold and gentle, with eyelashes as black as crow feathers. Every time he blinked, as they drooped, it seemed to sweep over his heart.
He murmured happily and repeated, “I can…I can attend class with you now.”
He can see him every day, walk with him openly, and call out his name loudly. Even if he passes the level of cultivation, he could hopefully get Xue Huai’s grandfather to put in good words for him, and the person he liked might be with him?
Maybe?
He was overjoyed, and still had a bewildered smile on his face.
Xue Huai was upset and said, “Please have some sense. You learn swordsmanship and I learn medicine. We can’t have classes together.”
Yun Cuo said, “I can cultivate two skills.”
Xue Huai: “……”
Yun Cuo immediately realized something was wrong and cautiously asked him, “Can I…cultivate two skills?”
This person is completely impulsive and unreasonable.
Xue Huai laughed, “You can do whatever you want. However, your cultivation level is already so high that it seems that learning anything is not very meaningful.”
He followed Yun Cuo down but couldn’t help but ask him, “Why do you cultivate so deeply? Yun Cuo, your future is limitless. If you have reached this level, there is actually no need to go to school at all.”
He was clear that the Yun Cuo of his previous life had already recruited him in at this point, and they were racing against time. An extra day equals an extra chance to breathe under the crisis. Yun Cuo is prone to taking extreme actions and is not good at balancing. In every step of his journey, Xue Huai is the one behind the scenes, making the final decisions. Xue Huai will not deny that he is said to be the leader of Xianzhou, with his full support like this.
If Yun Cuo still wants that position in this lifetime, staying at the Murong Mountain Sect and cultivating like a child’s house is obviously not the best way.
Xue Huai saw that he didn’t speak, so he found something to say by himself: “Or…do you really just want to take the Heaven Officals exam and see?”
Yun Cuo whispered in a low voice, “En. I also want…”
“What else do you want?” Xue Huai turned his head and asked him.
Yun Cuo looked at Xue Huai and swallowed his saliva. His voice was too low to be heard. “I want to get married.”
The breeze blew over and shook their steaming hot garments, even their hairs were slightly warmed by the spring.
Xue Huai’s cheeks immediately began to heat up.
He quickened his pace and headed towards the Warm Pavilion, while scolding him softly, “Can’t you think of something else all day long? I think you’re going crazy trying to find a partner.”
“Yes.” Yun Cuo’s eyes lit up.
He doesn’t want anything anymore in this life.
He wants to marry him like crazy.
Afterwards, Xue Huai learned that Yun Cuo’s reason for joining the Murong clan was not only just for him.
Murong Jinchuan told him, “Xiao Huai, He was practicing the mind-viewing skill, which was a spell to control the mind and enter the memory as a bystander. It was very dangerous, and if he was not careful, he would go off the deep end. I value his character, so I agree to let him stay. But you mustn’t learn from him. There are many things. Don’t see him doing them and follow him, okay? Let’s just say that this mind-viewing skill cannot be practiced unless one’s cultivation is above the Jindan level, and even at the Jindan level, it is still very dangerous. When you are too delusional, you can also get entangled in the past, which is bad if you can’t wake up.”
Xue Huai remembered the last time he went back to the Demon Realm to look for Yun Cuo again.
Why was Yun Cuo cultivating the mind-viewing skill for?
He remembers seeing a beautiful woman smoking a cigarette on that rock wall. In his past life, he had always assumed that Yun Cuo hated his demon mother, to the point that he hated everything that reminded him of her. But there was still a good side of her in his heart, even in the darkest depths, and was never mentioned.
The love that his crazy mother had given him might have been the only unreserved love he had ever received since he was a child.
Yun Cuo’s mother had left early, and suddenly, Xue Huai had indeed heard of people who would borrow the mind-viewing skill to go back to their memories, day after day, to pay tribute to the deceased, just to see them again.
This kind of madness and indulgence can really be done by Yun Cuo. For someone like him, who resisted external objects, the mind-viewing skill was undoubtedly a way to build a small world of copper walls for him.
Xue Huai nodded and said obediently, “Okay, I will pay attention, Grandpa.”
The places where sword cultivators and medicine cultivators practiced were far away from each other. There are three immortal mountains spanning in the middle, and even the Warm Pavilion dormitories cannot be connected together.
Yun Cuo began cultivating at the hands of Murong Jinchuan and was stunned by the fact that he had not seen Xue Huai for three consecutive days in a row. He underwent separate cultivation training, which was a plan designed for him by the Murong family in collaboration with the spiritual cultivators of seventeen divine beings. It can counter the bloodthirsty and violent side brought on by the demonic aura and regulate the astringent obstruction caused by the mixture of immortal and demonic blood in his body.
Murong Jinchuan said, “If you want to learn the skill of mind-viewing, the first thing to do is to cultivate your mind. I have already heard about what happened last time. If it weren’t for Xiao Huai rushing over and bringing you out, your aura would have gone astray, wouldn’t it?”
Yun Cuo remained silent.
The young martial sister who sent porridge to Xue Huai last time was also a disciple who practiced with him. At this time, she smiled happily: “I’m afraid it’s harder than climbing up to the sky to get Yun Shidi to let go of his desire! I see that the problem is not serious. When the time comes, he can just dual cultivate, wouldn’t it be better for Xue Shixiong to watch over him?”
Yun Cuo still remained silent.
They are located on the highest peak of the entire Murong Mountain Sect, called “between the clouds,” because this place is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and when one takes three steps out, they can’t see the silhouettes around them. All white and all black are two extremes of cultivation, and the only way to catch a glimpse of a few sparse ridges in the distance is to wait for the wind to blow away the flowing clouds.
Yun Cuo is waiting for that gust of wind.
When the flowing clouds gather and disperse, one can see the distant grass and trees below and on the ground. That is when the medicinal cultivators of the Cao Mu Hall were distinguishing the immortal herbs and picking the immortal fruits, and the sounds of playfulness and giggling rose up along the clouds so that the voices of whoever was with whoever was with them could be distinguished.
He felt a bit disappointed because Xue Huai was not there.
Murong Jinchuan rushed this group of little brats to rest, and on the way, he informed them of one more thing: all the students will participate in an extreme realm trial in a few days, freely combining in pairs.
After hearing this news, many disciples became excited and eagerly searched for partners for themselves. Amidst the noise, only Yun Cuo had no expression or intention of finding a partner.
Others dare not come to him, and he doesn’t seem to have the intention either.
A little junior sister ran over and asked him, “Yun Shidi, do you want to be with me or not ah?”
Yun Cuo said lightly, “I can do it alone.”
Murong Jinchuan heard this and glanced to their side, then said without changing his expression, “Listen carefully. What I’m talking about is a trial for all members, which means, regardless of the academy that majors in swordsmanship and spells, they are required to participate. We usually suggest that two people complement each other, such as…combining a sword cultivator with a medicine cultivator.”
Xue Huai’s little junior sister turned around and told Yun Cuo, “Yun Shidi, did you hear that? You can find a medicine cultivator. Shifu said that this is a free group…Yun Shidi?”
Yun Cuo had already run away without a trace.
The author has something to say: Grandfather: Free team
Three-Year-Old Yun: (==) Indifferent. jpg
Grandfather (Knocking on the Blackboard): Any team can be formed by anyone, not limited to just sword cultivators.
Three-Year-Old Yun: (。・`w′・)（✪w✪）
