Chapter 205 Past Events (Supplement) Even demons wouldn't abandon you, and neither will I...
Lin Feiran had gotten used to such remarks and would no longer feel embarrassed as she did at first, but she also couldn't casually joke back.
"I didn't trip over my own foot with my left."
That was all she could say.
Ru Xian stood still and waited. She chuckled softly upon hearing this, but did not say anything more.
Lin Feiran originally intended to go forward, but she suddenly stopped halfway. She glanced at him again, said "wait a minute," and then abruptly climbed over to the side of the Jade Belt Creek embankment.
"What's wrong?"
Ru Xian was somewhat puzzled, so she leaned over to look. She saw Lin Feiran with the Golden Wave Sword tucked behind his waist, stepping on the bricks below, and twirling the spear in his hand several times. It was actually a staff-fighting technique, but he could also use a spear and halberd.
The spinning gun barrel swept across the clear waves, splashing water and creating small eddies where a few silver fish swam before quickly swimming away.
Lin Feiran moved quickly and stopped after a few moments. She then took out a piece of silk cloth from her bag, lowered her head slightly, and wiped the water stains off the gun. Ru Xian seemed to realize what she was doing, and her eyes flickered slightly.
A moment later, Lin Feiran turned to look at him. Her clear eyes curved slightly, and with a swift movement, she leaped over the railing. She was quite tall, and as soon as she stood still, the Golden Wave Sword at her waist sliced off several willow leaves, which fluttered down behind her.
In the shimmering light, a gleaming, brand-new bronze spear was presented before one's eyes.
"The bloodstains that flowed before have congealed on it, which you probably didn't like, but they're gone now." Behind the gun were her slightly gleaming eyes.
Ru Xian didn't take it directly, but instead observed her face, then brushed away the fallen leaves. Understanding her meaning, she couldn't help but ask, "So happy?"
Lin Feiran didn't say anything, but nodded very clearly. Ru Xian then reached out and took the gun, stroked the barrel, and put it away.
If he had done something behind her back, he would have made sure Lin Feiran knew. But taking action like this was something he should have done anyway. He hadn't even thought of telling her, but seeing her actions, it was clear she had already taken it to heart...
Ru Xian's gaze flickered slightly, and she sighed silently. She looked at her again, but did not mention anything she had done before. She simply took a half step back and waited for her to land before speaking: "The thing you want to do in the city today is related to this spiritual vein?"
Lin Feiran nodded, and after much deliberation, he finally revealed his plan to hide the spiritual vein.
Without mentioning the truth or falsehood of the words, Ru Xian assumed there were four more such spiritual veins. Surprised, she exclaimed, "As expected of the Pilgrimage Valley, they are truly wealthy and powerful. But to place such a treasure on you..."
He paused abruptly.
He initially thought these human saints were a bit of a swindler, entrusting such a treasure to Lin Feiran, a mere disciple, which only dragged her down. But upon further reflection, he realized that these people actually had a good eye for talent.
After all, among the human disciples, who else besides her could take on this responsibility? Who else but her?
He changed the subject: "If it were you, then it would definitely be the right choice."
Lin Feiran: "..."
Judging from his slightly furrowed brows just now, he didn't seem to agree, and it's unclear what he had figured out.
Ru Xian then asked, "Would you like me to come with you?"
Lin Feiran shook his head: "It's best if only I know about this. Even if the Secret Sect wants to ask, they can only ask me, they won't cause you any trouble."
Ru Xian wasn't displeased; she simply looked at her and said, "Sometimes, the more secrets you have, the more responsibility you have, which can crush you. If they wanted to cause trouble for me, they wouldn't have tried to lure you out."
At this point, he didn't press her, but simply wiped the water droplets from her cheek with his finger: "However, if it's Lin Feiran, the more responsibility she has, the more stable she will stand, right?"
Lin Feiran is a clear-headed and loyal person. The betrayal of acquaintances in the city would be even more unacceptable to her than the scheme set up by the secret sect. He was originally somewhat worried, which is why he forbade Biqing and the others from mentioning it.
But he did not expect Lin Feiran to turn against him like this today.
He had been paying close attention to her, but ultimately it wasn't her. People grow up in many ways, and there were aspects of her that he hadn't seen.
It's a bit of a pity; perhaps we should have paid more attention...
Lin Feiran pondered his words for a moment, then smiled and said, "I like how you put it."
His eyes flickered slightly. He withdrew his hand, rubbing his fingertips, and said only, "After you have hidden the spiritual vein, come back to find me. There are some people in the city who are wavering. I did not collude with them in order to stay in the Demon Capital. Be careful when you go out."
Lin Feiran nodded and said softly, "Okay."
Ru Xian then turned and left. Lin Feiran watched quietly from under the tree until Ru Xian was completely out of sight before turning his gaze away. He then made a hand seal to summon the Golden Ripples Umbrella, sheathed his sword, and then wandered around the city for a while. As dusk approached, he quietly disappeared into the back mountain.
After finding a secluded spot in the mountains, she quietly took out the spiritual vein, set up a magic array according to the techniques taught by her master, gathered the spiritual energy in her palm, and patted it into the earth vein to nurture it.
During this time, the spirit of the Golden Wave Sword appeared beside Lin Feiran, quietly watching his actions, seemingly hesitant to speak. Lin Feiran noticed something, so he looked up and asked.
"Is there anything you'd like to say?"
The Golden Wave Sword Spirit didn't know how to speak, so she just stood silently to the side until the two were about to leave, at which point she finally asked.
"What did you feel when you saw them kneeling down and petitioning together to expel you?"
Has anything like this ever happened to you before?
Lin Feiran glanced sideways and even smiled, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "You saw it?"
Hearing her tone, the Golden Wave Sword Spirit sighed slightly, a hint of helplessness in her voice: "Of course I saw it... You had a close relationship with the former master, so of course I will keep an eye on you."
However, as a sword spirit, she cannot stray too far from the sword. Since Lin Feiran did not summon her, she could only watch from afar.
Were many people saddened as they rushed out of the city gates?
Lin Feiran did not answer immediately. Instead, he walked with her down a path, then flipped in mid-air to head towards another hiding place before replying softly.
"Yes, I'm a little sad."
Her words almost dissipated in the wind; it was in this dark night, beside the sword spirit, that she uttered them.
She was completely unaware of this double plot. When she later learned that those people wanted to pin the deaths of the four kings on her, she was surprised, but she was already used to such things, so she didn't react too much.
Until they petitioned to expel her from the demon capital, it is undeniable that she was somewhat dazed.
"Besides the Lin family mansion, no other place has been able to accept me like this. As Xian said, I really do consider this place my second home. At that time, I couldn't help but wonder if I would have to leave again."
Leaving the Lin family mansion, leaving Sanqing Mountain, leaving the Demon Capital, where will I go next?
At this point, the two descended from mid-air and landed beside the source of the Jade Belt Stream. This stream, however, originates from a small lake.
Without the cover of the wind, Lin Feiran didn't speak again. He simply squatted down by the lake, took out the second spiritual vein, followed the same procedure, formed a hand seal on it, and then put it into the water.
The sword spirit remained silent, simply standing beside Lin Feiran, her dress fluttering in the night wind, the shawl around her arm moving with the breeze.
It wasn't until Lin Feiran had finished everything and was ready to get up and leave that...
"...Feiran, there's a question I've always wanted to ask."
Lin Feiran turned to look at her, somewhat puzzled: "What do you want to do?"
The sword spirit's voice was somewhat somber. After a long sigh, she said, "Do you remember when you were six years old, your mother left home? She said... she had something she had to do."
When Lin Feiran heard her mention her mother, she was no longer in a hurry to set up the spiritual vein: "I remember."
This wasn't told to her directly, but rather she learned it from a conversation between her father and mother.
"Do you want to tell me what she did?"
The sword spirit paused, then shook her head, no longer facing her, but turning to look at the deep lake: "What she did is something even I can't tell you. I just want to ask a question she's always wanted to know."
“Back then, on our journey together, she asked me a thousand times, ‘Will you resent her?’”
The sword spirit's voice was very soft, almost blending into the night breeze. Lin Feiran had to lean forward slightly to hear it clearly.
"For something with only a sliver of hope, something that was almost impossible, she abandoned you and your father, resolutely choosing a path of no return..."
If it weren't for her, you should have had a harmonious and happy childhood, a place to belong, and become a carefree and unrestrained teenager, instead of an orphan who lost her father at a young age and grew up in loneliness.
"Feiran, do you resent her? All of this should not have happened to you."
The sword spirit stood by the water, but after a long time, it did not hear a reply from the person behind it. So it silently turned around, only to be suddenly met with a pair of clear eyes.
Lin Feiran looked at her quietly, her eyes reflecting a shimmering light, yet with a hint of a smile. She didn't answer, but instead asked another question: "If you could do it all over again, would Mother choose to stay and not do what she was supposed to do?"
The sword spirit stood in the wind, her hair fluttering at her temples. She remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly: "She won't."
Lin Feiran was not surprised: "I am the same kind of person as her. If there is something I have to do, I will also put everything aside and move forward."
I don't blame her. If I could do it all over again, I still wouldn't keep her.
Lin Feiran stepped forward and stood in front of the sword spirit: "Knowing that she missed me and my father on her way there... that's enough. Just like Mother said before, each generation has its own things to do."
The sword spirit was almost speechless, and his calm breathing was trembling slightly.
Lin Feiran lowered her eyes, her emotions not as calm as they appeared. The two stood side by side by the lake for a long time until they calmed down before heading back together. She couldn't help but ask.
"Although I can't talk about that, could you tell me what my mother experienced on the journey? She was gone for several months, and a lot must have happened."
By the way, when was the Golden Wave Sword forged? Why have I never seen it in my home?
When the past was mentioned, the sword spirit couldn't help but smile: "The Golden Wave Sword was forged a long time ago, long before you were born, long before she met your father... She practiced the formation with Bai Lu, so it was not difficult for her to hide the Golden Wave Sword at home."
"As for that matter, she actually tried to do it once before she met your father, but she failed. At that time, she was seriously injured and was moving around and dodging the pursuit when she met your father. At that time, he was still guarding the border and was a very cunning young man."
Later, the two fell in love and had you. Your mother then stopped living in seclusion in the city to recover from her injuries.
When you were six, her injuries healed, and the opportune moment arrived; she left without looking back.
"She walked a very, very long road..."
The Golden Wave Sword Spirit had always stayed by her mother's side, and the two had seen and heard almost the same things. Although she couldn't tell Lin Feiran what exactly happened, she could tell her about her mother's past, those past events that Lin Feiran had never known.
"She was born in Jinlingdu, raised by nature, and did not know who her parents were. She was very cunning. Although she was an orphan, she would provoke anyone she saw who was powerful, influential, or domineering, and she always managed to get away with it."
"Your father was no less impressive. He had an innocent and handsome appearance, but looked a bit silly and spoke in a mumbled way. He was clearly an ordinary person, but when faced with the cultivators who were chasing your mother, he actually used some strange moves and borrowed their strength to help your mother hide."
"The two of them together are actually a real headache, both people and dogs hate them. Luckily, you're a well-behaved child..."
Apart from the sound of cracking branches, the only other sound in the forest was the slow, melodious voice of the sword spirit, which completely captivated Lin Feiran.
...
Of the five fake spiritual veins, the original plan was to place one in the mountain, one in the water, two in Zhang Siwo and Ru Xian respectively, and the last one on her.
Now that three of them have been settled, all that's left is for Zhang Siwo to return to the city.
Lin Feiran had listened to her parents' story for a long time and was satisfied. She then carried the Golden Wave Umbrella and leaped back to Xingzhi Palace. But as soon as she stepped inside, she felt a rapid gust of wind behind her, as if something was attacking her.
She immediately turned away, took the item with her fingers, and looked back, only to find no one there.
Lin Feiran looked at her fingertips and saw that what had come to her was a long, thin strip of paper. She unfolded it and found only a few words written on it.
[Meet at the sword-making workshop at 9 PM the day after tomorrow.]
The signature is a squinting cat head.
Lin Feiran couldn't help but ponder. This was clearly Zhang Siwo's doing, but it seemed that he hadn't returned to the city yet. So who sent it on his behalf?
Before he could think about it, the note suddenly burst into flames and disappeared without a trace.
Lin Feiran rubbed the ashes between his fingers, shook his head, and turned to head into the palace. Since the time had already been set, he could simply ask when the time came.
She still had to go find Ru Xian.
Lin Feiran quickly arrived at the brightly lit residence. There were many ginseng children changing the flowers and plants in the courtyard. As soon as they saw her, they immediately raised their hands to call her to stop.
"Don't go out the window! Don't go out the window!"
The boy quickly stepped forward: "The Venerable One is not in the house. He said earlier that he was waiting for you under the big paulownia tree to the east."
Lin Feiran hadn't originally planned to go through the window, but she happened to land on the edge of the wall. She didn't explain, thanked the group, and quickly left.
She was a little puzzled as to why they had met under the sycamore tree this time.
When they landed there, they saw warm yellow octagonal lamps lit all around, a stone table next to the lamps, and a small house about half a person's height built under the tree.
Ru Xian sat on the table, her snow-white hair tucked behind her ears, tossing something up and down in her hand, seemingly not bothered at all.
"Here you are." He didn't turn around, but these words were clearly directed at her.
Lin Feiran responded and then walked forward, curiously peeking out. He saw a snow-white puppy wagging its tail and rolling around under the tree, its fluffy fur chasing after the grass ball in Ru Xian's hand.
She turned her head and saw that the idiot was indeed lying at his feet, rolling around like the little dog, but he looked like a fox. No matter how he tried, he was still not quite right. So he could only sit down and angrily chew on a few gold ingots.
Hearing the noise, it turned around and immediately pounced on Lin Feiran's feet, barking to complain.
Lin Feiran comforted the idiot and asked curiously, "Is this your new spirit pet?"
“It’s newly adopted, but it’s not very clever; it’s just an ordinary dog.” Ru Xian glanced at her sideways. “I stumbled upon it when I went to the human world. It looked quite like someone, and it was wandering alone, so I sent it to the post station and sent it here.”
"The palace of movement is mostly empty; it's fine to let it rest a bit."
Lin Feiran was very surprised: "When did you meet me? And when did you give it to me?"
How come she didn't know anything about it?
Ru Xian feigned a sigh, saying in a casual tone, "Your mind is entirely focused on how to see Bai Lu, how could you possibly care about what I did?"
Lin Feiran smiled sheepishly, touched the back of his neck, whispered something, then stepped forward to pet the white dog, looked up and smiled, "I didn't expect that you, who always hate trouble, would actually be willing to raise an ordinary dog?"
Ru Xian sat on the stone table, legs crossed, chin resting on his hand, his lowered gaze fixed on her. He offered no explanation, only letting out a barely audible hum.
His gaze swept over her expression, and seeing that her brows were now relaxed, he couldn't help but ask.
"What good thing happened? You seem to be in a good mood."
Lin Feiran looked up, her eyes sparkling: "I was chatting with the sword spirit earlier, and she told me a lot about my parents! I didn't know they could be so annoying!"
Ru Xian couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why is that your reaction?"
"Because I saw a very different side of them."
Lin Feiran rubbed the dog with both hands and teased the idiot with his right hand, explaining.
"In my memory, although my father was fond of acting like a child, he was reliable in his work, and although my mother sometimes did some unexpected things, she was generally knowledgeable and dignified... Do you know what this means?"
As if raising an eyebrow slightly, he lowered his crossed leg to her side, leaning against her and shifting his body forward a little: "What does that mean?"
Lin Feiran immediately spoke up: "They were all alone when they were young, so they don't really know what parents are like. So they try to act like the kind of parents that everyone praises. This shows that they are trying to be decent and good parents in front of me. They love me very much!"
Ru Xian was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to have such insights. She then chuckled and put her hands behind her, gradually increasing the pressure on her legs as she pressed closer and closer.
Who wouldn't like you?
It's hard to tell whether this was more serious or a joke.
He sighed, "However, it seems I've been meddling in things that day."
Lin Feiran looked at him with some doubt, but Ru Xian said, "I thought someone would feel a little melancholy about the fact that many people left the city today, so I waited for you here. I didn't expect it to be unnecessary."
Lin Feiran paused, then smiled with lowered eyes. Without saying a word, she silently pushed his leg back down, then got up and took the grass ball from his hand, running and playing with the white dog and the idiot.
Ru Xian didn't speak again, but just sat on the stone table, quietly watching them play. Occasionally, she would catch the grass balls that were thrown to her and then casually throw them back, her gaze gentle.
As long as she wasn't as downcast as usual today, that was fine. As long as she was happy, she didn't care about the manner in which she did it.
Lin Feiran is always full of energy. On such a night, even the white dog has gone back to its den to sleep after playing, and the rascal has turned into a bracelet and returned to Rushan's wrist, no longer moving. But she only shows a little tiredness.
There were only the two of them at the moment. Ru Xian didn't look too tired. He glanced at her, then got up and went to the sycamore tree. Lin Feiran followed him, and the two of them sat together at the top of the tree, looking at the city lights.
Ru Xian leaned against the branch, and Lin Feiran sat upright beside her. Looking around, the lights were about a third less than before.
"What's wrong? Seeing these lights has dampened your joy a bit?" he asked.
A faint smile appeared on Lin Feiran's lips. He simply shook his head and asked, "Were there no objections when this decree was issued?"
Ru Xian straightened up and turned to look at her: "Lin Feiran, the demon realm is not the human realm. Although we have cities, it is not like the human realm. There is no 'royal land' here, only territory."
"The territory of each tribe is chosen by their ancestors and they live there for generations. In order to compete for places with more abundant spiritual energy, there will be disputes between tribes. Everyone is a cultivator, so the competition is naturally about realm and cultivation level."
Because offspring are scarce, such contests are usually undertaken by the clan chief, and the stronger side gains control of the territory.
"The Demon Capital is different. It is inhabited by many demons and does not belong to any one race. It is under my protection and belongs to me."
If I wanted to, even if I were the only person in this city, no one would object.
Because this is my territory.
Lin Feiran smiled upon hearing this: "I see."
As Ru Xian looked at her, he moved closer, having previously stood upright. He whispered, "Back then, when they petitioned for you to leave, what were you thinking? Did you ever consider leaving?"
Lin Feiran paused, then nodded: "At that time, I was just momentarily lost. I was thinking, if I leave, where will I go?"
Ru Xian didn't stop, continuing to ask, "Is there an answer?"
He was the first to ask, and after thinking for a moment, Lin Feiran nodded.
"Yes, back then I thought, if I am destined to drift like a duckweed, then no matter where I land, I can stop. Although I am somewhat adrift, which hero doesn't drift? Gu Buhui is always running around and has never returned to his hometown, so why should I feel sorry for myself?"
"..." Ru Xian looked at her and leaned over to leave, "But you treat this place as your second home."
Lin Feiran didn't speak again, but just stared at the lights, somewhat lost in thought.
Ru Xian raised her hand to cover her eyes, and a soft breath came: "Don't show that expression."
He didn't cover her up completely, just gently gathered his hands, and a few rays of light still shone through his fingers, allowing her to see his lowered eyelashes and the color of his lips as he leaned closer. A moment later, everything went black, and she didn't feel anything on his lips, only a series of warm, moist breaths.
Like snowflakes caressing the back of her neck, the hand covering her eyes remained still, only whispering.
He even spoke in a suggestive tone: "If you want, it can be just you and me here."
Lin Feiran's heart stirred slightly. She slowly raised her hand, but instead of removing his hand that was covering his eyes, she slowly closed it. The light peeking through her fingers gradually disappeared, and before it went completely dark, her gaze fell on those shiny lips and slowly moved away.
"It's good as it is now."
A faint sound of water hides among the trees, dappled shadows sway gently, shaking down leaves, the hems of hanging robes intertwine, black and white contrasting, gold threads outlining silver threads.
Author's Note: I'll write Lin Feiran's kiss in a more subtle way (maybe a little too subtle!).
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