Chapter 75: Immortal Cultivation Extra: Ning Wan

I am a child born in misfortune.

My father is a demon, and my mother is a cultivator.

I was born guilty.

A woman who had an affair with a demon and was abandoned is naturally not tolerated by the world, so I was born in the demon world where the sun never shines.

I did not inherit the blood-red eyes of my demon father.

My mother was very happy and full of joy.

She thought she could send me away from the demon world and be an ordinary child in the human world, grow up, marry and have children.

But mother...

you forgot that I was born guilty.

My birth was destined to bring misfortune.

My mother was full of expectations, protecting me and coming to the human world.

But the human world cannot tolerate an "alien" like me.

Considered a "traitor" and a "witch", will you regret giving birth to me for a moment at the last moment of your life?

You must.

Wandering in the demon world again, the demon cultivators still regarded me as an alien.

I grew up stumbling, trying to survive, always with a smile on my face.

I want to tell them, tell those who bully and laugh at me:

the "aliens" and "bastards" in their eyes can also live well.

*

Mother, do you know?

Today I met a strange person.

He walked out of the Abyss of the Dead, carrying the breath of death.

At that moment, I thought it was the impermanence that took me to hell.

I was actually relieved at that moment.

But I was very unwilling. I thought, I have never done anything bad, why should I go to hell?

I lay on the ground like a wolf and stretched out my hand to him:

Save me, I don’t want to die.

So I was saved miraculously.

I looked up and asked him with a smile: "Sir, what is your name?"

I don't know why he was silent for such a simple question for a long time before he spoke solemnly, as if he had made a promise:

"Wei Wan."

"Wei for guard."

"Wan for Lu Xiangwan."

I saw the deep nostalgia and sadness in his eyes, and tactfully did not ask who "Lu Xiangwan" was.

Maybe it was someone I would never see again.

*

He liked the way I laughed, and whenever I laughed, those indifferent blood-red eyes would always reveal a bit of smile.

I noticed a little bit of other emotions in those eyes.

But I didn't ask, and I didn't care.

Because I only needed his "protection" for me.

Mother...

are you disappointed by my meanness?

Maybe it's just like they said.

The nature of demons is like this, and it is difficult to change their nature.

*

It is safe and reassuring to be around him.

But as I said at the beginning, he is really a strange person.

He is a demon cultivator, but he hates this identity.

Along the way, whenever he met a demon, he would ruthlessly eliminate them one by one. He

would avoid immortal cultivators as much as possible.

I did a lot of things with him.

Maybe this can alleviate the guilt in my heart a little.

There are two things he likes to do most:

one is to raise blue phantom butterflies that the demon world cannot raise at all.

The second is to collect and make all kinds of folding fans.

Catching blue butterflies is a big deal and requires a lot of skills. I also learned how to bring the fragile phantom butterflies back to the demon world safely. Choosing

a fan is also a big deal. I don’t know much about fans, so I always buy inferior ones. He seemed a little disappointed.

So I also learned how to pick the best fan.

This feeling is very fulfilling.

It makes me feel that I am also a valuable person.

But later I found out that his every move was a trace left by the man named "Lu Xiangwan".

Even at the very end, he was willing to die for that man.

And I don't even know his real name.

But it doesn't matter.

Ning Wan, it is enough to know Wei Wan.

*

Sir, I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you in the end.

When the man named "Lu Xiangwan" came here, he didn't even see you for the last time.

You secretly set up a sacrificial formation in Kunlun, deliberately angered him, and completely excluded him from your plan, in order to prevent him from having any connection with your identity as a demon.

You said, don't tell Lu Xiangwan.

But I don't want to listen to you anymore.

Anyway, you won't criticize me again.

I threw the Kunlun jade folding fan you made in front of him, pretending to be relaxed and said:

"You know what? He said his name is Wei Wan."

"Wei means guard."

"Wan means Lu Xiangwan."

Okay.

Actually, I was not as relaxed as I thought.

I should have been grim and crying.

By the way, you also said that you left me some things, enough for me to live safely in the world.

I listened to you this time.

I plan to experience the various mountains and rivers and the natural beauty of the world.

The food in the world is delicious, I really want to share it with you.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, the warm wind makes people squint their eyes comfortably.

The endless wilderness is in sight.

I finally figured it out.

I was never a child born unlucky.

I just exchanged half a lifetime of misfortune for the luck of meeting Wei Wan.