Chapter 1139 Unfortunately

"Oh dear, Master really isn't going to let us off so easily."

"It's too hot. I'll soak in the water before I start. You guys go first."

Tu Dan'er didn't complain; he's been working very hard these past few days.

Out of curiosity, Song Chunxue called him over.

"What's going on? You've been so diligent lately, is there something you're planning?"

The country bumpkin shook his head. "I just suddenly realized that I can no longer be as carefree and half-hearted in my cultivation and sword practice as before. Without ability, I will only be ridiculed and looked down upon. If I meet a woman I like in the future, I will only be seen as a toad trying to eat swan meat."

“Master once said there is a saying that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. I want to become the eldest brother who can attract butterflies just by standing still!”

Song Chunxue was both amused and exasperated. "You're so eager to find a Daoist partner, even knowing that you're destined to be apart?"

"I don't care about forever. The point of life is to have had it, to have struggled, and to have fought for it." Tu Dan'er looked at Song Chunxue. "I admire my uncle so much for being so resolute after something like this happened. If it were me, I probably wouldn't have been able to pull myself together so quickly. I would have wanted to find a place to bury myself and cry for ten days and ten nights."

"..." She wanted to, but she couldn't.

Besides, what can crying change?

“You’re right. We can’t let the pursuit overshadow the outcome,” she said thoughtfully, patting Tudan’er on the shoulder. “You’re braver than me.”

These words were like a wake-up call; suddenly, a rainbow appeared in the gloomy sky.

What makes her depressed? No one can erase the memories of the past.

Therefore, she would not accept Fangyue's Forgetfulness Gu.

Before the sun set, Song Chunxue sat alone on a rock halfway up the mountain, feeling the residual heat of the rock and watching the sun slowly disappear into the horizon.

Footsteps came from not far away, rustling as they walked on the cobblestone path.

She thought it would be Taoist Priest Zhang, but it turned out to be Lord Zhao.

"Senior Brother, you were looking for me?"

"Hmm," Lord Zhao stood by a pine tree not far away, leaning against it as if he had no bones.

"Let me talk to you."

"Are you going on a long trip?" she asked.

"Yes, I want to go out for a walk before I go into seclusion."

"Go find them?"

Lord Zhao smiled helplessly, "As expected, I couldn't hide it from you."

“I know everyone is concerned about his condition, not just me. You can’t let go of Master Han either.”

“What is it that Master Han can’t let go of? Although I have a daily craving for chess, only he would patiently accompany me for seven or eight games. But it’s not impossible to play with your junior brother,” Lord Zhao said, gazing at the setting sun. “I’m just worried and want to go and see for myself. Xie Zheng is my colleague.”

Song Chunxue remained silent for a long while.

"What did Master say?"

"My master told me to go, but he didn't care about me." Lord Zhao changed the subject, "Do you want to go?"

After a moment's thought, Song Chunxue said, "I won't go."

They left to avoid her and give her space; if she went there, she would only be making things difficult for herself.

"and you……"

“I’ll wait for my senior brothers and uncles to return,” she said, her eyes lowered and her emotions calm. “Since I’m here, I’ll make the best of it. I’ve done my best to maintain this mindset. Senior brothers, don’t overestimate me, or I’ll cry for you.”

"Hehehe," Lord Zhao chuckled, "I might be able to comfort others when they cry, but I know I can't comfort you when you cry. You're too stubborn."

"Fangyue is such a worry. She keeps saying she wants to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, but she's nowhere to be seen again today."

"She didn't cultivate on her own mountain?"

"She's not here. I bet she's gone to see that man again. They're still entangled. It's infuriating. So, my top priority is to bring her back and stop her from bringing shame to our mountain stronghold."

Song Chunxue nodded, "I used to think that one should be decisive and not cause trouble for oneself. But now I think that if Senior Sister really can't let go, she can drag it out for as long as possible. At least during this time, she is satisfied and can find some sweetness for herself. Otherwise, given her personality, she would have torn that person to pieces long ago. The person she is in love with must have something extraordinary about him."

Lord Zhao smiled.

At first it was a humming laugh, then it turned into a hearty laugh.

“I’ve met that person before. He is indeed exceptional. You’ll understand why once you meet him.”

Song Chunxue's gossip instincts kicked in, and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "He's very manly, and very hot?"

"Pfft~" Lord Zhao almost twisted his ankle. "What kind of description is that? Can you use some normal words? That's a man."

"What's wrong with men? This word is concise and to the point, didn't you understand?" Song Chunxue asked slowly, suppressing her intense curiosity. "So, he's really hot?"

"Yes, broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall and long legs, elegant manners, plays the zither beautifully, and loves drinking Zhuyeqing liquor. He's got Fangyue completely infatuated with him," Lord Zhao said irritably. "What's most infuriating is that he has beautiful handwriting and writes Fangyue a heartfelt letter every few days. Tsk, he's deliberately hooking up with Fangyue. What a scoundrel!"

"Has Senior Brother read the letter?"

"Yes, I saw it once and almost gouged out my own eyes to get a new pair." Lord Zhao said helplessly, "It's a pity that Fangyue, who has seen countless people before, stumbled with him. I'm worried that she might bring back a child with no name or status."