Chapter 60 Retrospective
But he cannot stop there.
"Master," Wen Tianyu said to Qingjue, who had been standing silently at the door, "I want to return to Sujing."
He wants to go back.
More than a hundred souls of the Wen family are waiting for him to return home.
“Alright, once the demonic fire and Qing Jiu’s soul are completely separated,” Qing Jue agreed without hesitation, his tone gentle: “I will send you back at a time when the time is right.”
"Then..." Aju asked cautiously, "Will Senior Brother Wen come back?"
Wen Tianyu comforted him instead, saying, "Don't be sad. It's just that you're going back to take on some responsibilities. We'll always be brothers, and this is my home too."
His words made the expressions of the others relax a little.
"There's one more thing," Wen Tianyu said, still flustered from her outburst of anger, "I now know where those unclaimed treasures came from."
It turns out that all the unclaimed high-level magical treasures in the Li family also came from the Wen family.
However, most of them lacked sufficient cultivation or used the wrong method, thus failing to bring out the true potential of the magical artifact.
Qingjue was both clever and capable; he was able to thoroughly study most of the material in just three years.
In the souls tempered and worn down by those demonic flames, Wen Tianyu saw—
A place called Jingge.
It contains hundreds of books and magical artifacts, and is the only place that was preserved after the intruders entered.
Although the contents inside... needless to say, the historical documents can only be retrieved slowly, and as for these magical artifacts...
Since Jingge is still there, Wen Tianyu wants to return all these things, and Jingge naturally needs an owner.
This is only natural, and naturally no one objects.
Wen Tianyu was only worried about whether the same mistake would be repeated, after all, greed is something that will never disappear as long as there are people.
but……
Qingjue said, "There were many reasons for the previous tragedy, one of which was the long-term isolation and lack of external assistance. Now it's different. We can set up a teleportation array in Jingge. If there is any danger, the Qing family and the Yun family will not sit idly by."
Several hundred years ago, the forces in the cultivation world were not clearly defined. All the different schools were vying for power, and the undercurrents were swirling beneath the surface, making people's hearts even more formidable.
A century later, through the joint efforts of Qing Jiujie and his ancestors, the cultivation world has established rules recognized by the masses and powerful figures of trustworthy character.
Now that all families are at peace, most people live a peaceful and prosperous life and no longer participate in disputes. Even if there are unscrupulous people, there are ways to deal with them.
Such arrogant behavior will never happen again.
Just now, considering that Wen Tianyu had just learned the truth, Qingjue hadn't asked many questions.
Now that he has recovered, he is taking the initiative to exchange information with Qingjue.
Qing Jue asked, "Tian Yu, I remember you just said that you can't see the fate that is too deeply connected to your own?"
"Yeah, this is the first time I've heard of it either, since I haven't used this ability much before."
“You should still remember,” Qingjue said, “when we first met, you told me and Zhoujian that you couldn’t see… Could it be because one of us, Zhoujian… or both of us—we are connected to your fate that you can’t see?”
“…I don’t remember, I had just reshaped my physical body at the time…but what I said must have been subconscious, so it must have been the truth,” Wen Tianyu nodded. “That should be it. I think it makes sense. Not to mention that my master has already killed my enemies for me, my master and senior brothers are indeed important people to me.”
Therefore, Wen Tianyu could only vaguely see the fate of Ruan Linglai and the others from the bottom of the valley, which is probably why the connection is so profound.
Jie Zhoujian added, "But... if it's completely invisible, this link is probably related to life and death... because the Heavenly Eye Clan didn't see their fate of extinction."
“Hmm, that makes sense,” Wen Tianyu thought for a moment and said, “I understand—this means that my life is in the hands of my master or senior brother.”
This was rather heavy, and Qingjue was reminded of the original plot once again.
Sure enough... even if you can dodge the first day of the month, you can't dodge the fifteenth.
In the original storyline, almost the entire Xie family survived, so how could they possibly let the descendants of Tianyan go?
Wen Tianyu replied, "I'm very happy."
The wild goose, puzzled, said, "...What's there to be happy about? On the other hand, it means you might die."
Wen Tianyu said, "Because my life is not in the hands of my enemies, but in the hands of my family, isn't that wonderful news?"
He trusted Qingjue and Jiezhoujian, whoever they were.
Ruan Linglai said sadly, "That's true... but the thought of Tianyu leaving and not being able to be together every day makes me a little reluctant to part with her."
"Now that we have a teleportation array, I'll come to visit you often when I have free time."
Aju livened up the atmosphere: "Wow! My senior brother will be the Pavilion Master of Jing Pavilion from now on. That's so cool! Then, getting any magic weapon I want will be a piece of cake!"
Jie said seriously, "We cannot abuse our power. Although Su Jing has changed his name to Beishan, he still has people. We can't just give things away like that, otherwise Tianyu will be gone."
Aju lowered his voice: "Senior Brother Wen, you'll have to give it to me secretly later."
Wen Tianyu couldn't help but chuckle.
“Haha,” Qingjue laughed and said, “This is what growing up is like. Taking on responsibilities is a good thing. You may all find your own place in the future, but that doesn’t mean you’ll be separated. The adult world isn’t just about responsibilities.”
Even in his world, the connections between people are not so fragile.
His world...
He could hardly remember the world he originally lived in.
"Don't forget," Yan Shiqun said, arms crossed, "I returned from my tribulation with a responsibility. When I restore the Qianlun Demonic Sect, the rest of you shouldn't hold me back, otherwise how can I call myself a fellow disciple?"
Wen Tianyu: "So, in the future, if we invite the Demon Lord to Jingge for tea, will we have to report it first?"
Yan Shiqun feigned hesitation: "If it's good tea, I'll consider granting you special privileges."
Qingjue said, "If Xiaoyanzi is in a bad mood, we'll have to wait seven processing days."
Ruan Linglai snorted and laughed, "Of course I want to be a female knight-errant, roaming the world and upholding justice! I'll tell everyone I meet that I'm Immortal Lord Wu Qing's disciple, my second senior sister!"
Aju: "You're not going to be the eldest daughter of the Ruan family anymore?"
"Uh... I do it occasionally, but most of the time I'm a female knight-errant!"
“I…” Aju blinked and said, “I’m not going to do anything. I’m going to follow Master.”
Jie looked at him during the day and said, "Oh?"
“No one can be without ambition,” Aju said. “Anyway, I don’t have any mission or responsibility. I’m going to be Master’s little disciple. You guys are responsible for becoming famous, and I’ll be responsible for eating, drinking and having fun. It’s settled then.”
Qingjue smiled and said, "A hero's origins are irrelevant, little Aju."
“It’s more suitable for Senior Brother Jie to be the hero,” Aju said with a grin. “I’d rather be a freeloader, unrestrained and carefree.”
Jie Zhoujian also said, "Then I'll just have to be a hero while protecting you and Master."
Although Qingjue was reluctant, he still interrupted: "Alright, once we've finished our business, there's plenty of time to discuss things. Now that Tianyu has already discovered the truth about the demon fire, let's get some rest. During the day, your spiritual perception is strongest, so let's work together to separate Qing Jiujie's soul."
"clear."
"Linglai Aju stood guard at the door, while Ayan prepared to control the demonic fire."
"yes."
Qing Jiujie's use of his soul to suppress the flames after his death was a bold move, and he did succeed.
The Qingjue and the Zhoujian cooperation split the demonic fire and the soul in two.
Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Shiqun collected the demonic fire into the white bottle and sealed it inside.
Qing Jiujie's soul was successfully reunited, but after years of being broken and wandering, it was still very fragile.
The still-warm white flame in his palm was his entire life.
What happened back then is finally going to be answered.
“To be honest,” Qingjue said in front of his disciples, “I’m not ready yet.”
"Master," Jie Zhoujian said, "would you like me to accompany you this time?"
"No need, this soul is too fragile and can only bear one person," Qingjue said. "If Muyuan arrives before I come out, let her wait a while."
After giving his instructions, Qingjue closed his eyes and focused all his attention on activating his spiritual power.
Before his eyes, the scenes traced back to their origins. Qingjue felt the scorching and eroding of his divine consciousness by the demonic fire, and it was too difficult to enter the broken soul. However, he forcibly persevered, and finally the scene before him froze.
Qing Jiujie was born into a family of immortals.
He assumed the position of head of the family at the age of twenty-three.
At that time, the cultivation world was still corrupt and full of mutual distrust.
After Qing Jiujie became the head of the family, he often took his disciples on trips to quell internal strife.
If Mu Yuan's previous memories were filled with the world of Yuanmuyuan, where she grew and took root with the plants, saw clear springs and mountain streams, smelled the fragrance of hundreds of flowers, and traveled around the world, it was only a small part of her life.
Qing Jiujie's memories are of all things in the world, of the warmth and coldness of human relationships, of the myriad flavors of life, and of the landscapes of the four seas and eight wastelands that make up most of his life.
Having traveled extensively, he felt an ever-increasing sense of responsibility.
The plot so far is pretty much what Qingjue imagined. If Qing Jiujie's life is just like this, then he would just be a righteous family head and a chivalrous knight.
Unfortunately, the rest of the story is well-known.
The scene shifts to an unfamiliar face who speaks familiarly to Qing Jiu, suggesting they are friends.
"What does that girl look like? Is she pretty?"
Qing Jiujie smiled and said, "Of course, it looks good no matter what."
“I told you you’ve fallen for her,” the man said casually, unlike Qing Jiujie, his curiosity evident. “What’s so special about her? You can tell me that, right?”
“Hmm… love at first sight,” Qing Jiujie thought for a moment and said, “but if I had to give a reason, I would probably say it was pure.”
“It sounds like they might not know you very well,” the man said, downing his drink in one gulp. “The time has come.”
Qing Jiujie asked, "When will we be allowed to go out for a break next time?"
"Sigh," the man stood up and stretched, "It's already good enough that I managed to come out and have a little get-together with you. If I don't go back soon, I'll be punished."
Qing Jiujie shook his head and said helplessly, "It seems your family is really strict. I'll introduce you two sometime; I feel you'll get along well."
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