Chapter 1268 I Will Protect You

Deng Kui seemed to find it hard to understand, muttering for a long time, "Including gods?"

“Don’t take anyone else too seriously,” she said, then realized that sitting down to meditate might not be the best approach; spiritual practice begins with cultivating the mind. “Could I ask about your background and experiences? How have you managed all these years? Do you still keep in touch with your family and friends?”

Deng Kui frowned slightly, as if she didn't want to talk about these things.

“Perhaps your biggest problem is that your mind is not at peace.” Song Chunxue grabbed a handful of soil and rubbed it carefully in her palm. “Don’t worry, people are always better off than some and worse off than others. Compared to ordinary people, living to eighty-nine years old is already equivalent to two lifetimes for most people.”

"I'm sure your master also said that the most taboo thing in cultivation is being impatient for quick success. By the way, have you been to school?" Song Chunxue took out a wine pot and two wine cups from her storage ring, poured wine into them, and handed them to her.

Deng Kui was very surprised, "You have a storage ring?"

"Hmm, you don't?" Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Aren't you a cultivator too?"

Deng Kui fell silent, gave a bitter smile, and after a long while said, "I finally understand why that person sent me to find you. The path you take is very different from that of ordinary cultivators like us."

"I heard you've made acquaintances with cultivators from the upper cultivation world in the capital?"

Song Chunxue was surprised again, "The Upper Cultivation Realm? Could it be that there's also a Lower Cultivation Realm?"

"In the lower realm of cultivation, one is grounded and cultivates in one place. Even if one travels to the far north or south of the world, one is still an ordinary cultivator and cannot catch the eye of the higher realm cultivators. One does not have particularly powerful magical artifacts, nor does one have particularly powerful senior brothers or masters." Deng Kui looked at the increasingly bright horizon, his aged voice filled with helplessness.

Song Chunxue understood; Deng Kui was referring to what she had once thought was spiritual cultivation.

Everything she knows now, like Master Han, her master, and Wuyou and the stubborn donkey, are all myths and legends.

But unexpectedly, she is now inseparable from the talkative Wuyou.

"You must know some very powerful figures, like demon cultivators or gods?" Deng Kui asked in a low voice, "Who is your immortal? Can you make me an outer disciple?"

Song Chunxue shook her head. "I only know that my master is on Mount Kongtong. Outsiders call him the Moon-Accompanying Immortal."

“The Moon-Accompanying Immortal, the Moon-Accompanying Immortal…” Deng Kui felt like she had heard this name somewhere before.

"Wuyou, come here." Song Chunxue called out to the air, "Let this senior get to know you."

"Hey! I'm here!" Wuyou darted to Deng Kui like a gust of wind. "Young friend Deng Kui, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Song Chunxue smiled. In front of Wuyou, they were indeed just friends.

After all, Wuyou never tells the truth. He claimed back then that he was made from meteorite iron by someone hundreds of years ago, but Song Chunxue doesn't believe him now.

Even Master Han couldn't explain his origins.

"Huh? Why isn't she moving?" Wuyou floated in front of Song Chunxue. "Did she scare you?"

"You...you're a sword?" She was so shocked her voice became hoarse, and she pointed at Wuyou, trembling as she said, "You can talk?"

“Yes, don’t be surprised. There are always stories like this, right? The world is full of wonders,” Song Chunxue said, seeing her head shaking uncontrollably and afraid that she might get a fright. “You’ve lived for so long, you must have seen a lot of strange and unusual things.”

After a long pause, Deng Kui said, "But I have never seen a talking sword."

Suddenly, the low neighing of horses came from the other side of the mountain, accompanied by the clattering of hooves.

"Da da da, da da da~"

Song Chunxue laughed and said, "It's Stubborn Donkey. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Stubborn Donkey is a horse. I found it in a herd of wild horses. It's very stubborn, so I named it Stubborn Donkey."

"Pfft~"

The stubborn donkey snorted to express its dissatisfaction and lay down on a flat area on a nearby slope where the shepherd boy was playing.

Deng Kui stared in disbelief. "You mean... you found these strange... unusual swords and horses?"

I guess so. If she knew that she had once picked up a Qilin, wouldn't she faint?

"Come on, let's drink. The crescent moon is like a hook. You probably haven't had the experience of admiring the moon and waiting for the sunrise outside in the middle of the night for a long time. Let's do something elegant for once."

Deng Kui blankly picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and it was apricot blossom wine.

"Last night, did you try to control the chess pieces?"

"Yes, that's right. Would you like to see the results?"

As she spoke, Song Chunxue reached out and grabbed at the air. In the next moment, five chess pieces appeared in her hand. She raised her hand and waved it, and the five chess pieces froze in the air, lined up in a row, glowing faintly in the dark night.

To be honest, she didn't dare to show all the results, afraid that Deng Kui might have some misconceptions, and also afraid that the other party would take the things back.

She loved the Black and White Impermanence so much; the feeling of controlling the world with every gesture fascinated her!

In the first half of the night, she had already tried to play chess in the air, experiencing the effect of black and white playing against each other.

In other words, she would place one piece, and if she saw an enemy fall into the trap, she would throw another piece. Within a hundred meters, that person would be attacked by both pieces at the same time.

"That's amazing..."

Before he could finish praising her, he grabbed Song Chunxue by the fingers, pulled her into his arms, and then threw her away, "Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Dust flew up from the hillside a hundred meters away, making a loud noise.

Deng Kui murmured, "It has found a suitable owner."

Song Chunxue understood that she must be disappointed.

"Do you want to tell your story, or do you want to meditate with me?"

Deng Kui, looking dejected, said, "Let's drink, this wine is good."

"Why drink wine? Meditate, quickly meditate." Wuyou floated in front of Deng Kui. "Perhaps, young friend, you are already different. I will protect you."

"Really?" Looking at the sword that seemed to confirm his belief, Deng Kui felt that it might be a deity, and an unprecedented hope rose in his heart.

“Yes, I believe him wholeheartedly.” Song Chunxue put down her wine, her posture serious. “The time is just right at three-quarters past the hour of Yin.”

The stubborn donkey looked up at them, then closed its eyes to rest.