Chapter 84 Revealed
Ah, brain...
My mind is getting all confused...
The sudden tribulation of lightning, the sudden return—why...?
Moreover, as a transmigrator, he didn't even have a system and was completely ignorant.
Will he be able to go back this time...?
"Anyway..." At least this time, his emotions weren't as turbulent as last time; he was much calmer... "Let me first explain my situation, and you can help me assess it..."
At least for now... there's still the original Immortal Lord Wuqing who can discuss what just happened with him.
...
“…I see, so that’s how it is. A lot has really happened,” Bu Qingwu said thoughtfully. “I don’t have anything else unusual on my end, so I probably can’t provide you with any useful information, but I’ll listen carefully to what you have to say.”
"Thank you..." Qingjue rubbed his temples on the bed. He had recovered quite a bit; at least the pain in his body had lessened considerably. "Otherwise, I would truly be all alone in this world..."
"So what are your thoughts now?" Bu Qingwu asked. "It seems that the matter has been settled. If you can't go back, would you be willing to continue living here? I can help you, don't be shy. After all, without you, I wouldn't be living the life I am now."
"...I actually...feel that it's not over yet."
"Is there any problem that hasn't been resolved?"
"...It seems everything has been resolved," Qingjue recounted his journey: "The main characters and I successfully prevented the Yun family from being wiped out, rebuilt Jingge, not only saved the Ruan family but also learned the truth about the mountain guardian, and also unsealed Qianlun Mountain..."
Bu Qingwu said, "It seems that there is indeed nothing else to solve. It seems that all the prominent figures and plots in the entire cultivation world have been triggered."
Qingjue said, "But there are still a few doubts..."
"First, I've always thought that the male protagonist, Jie Zhoujian... aside from the Jie family's past, he doesn't seem to have any key plot points of his own. Generally speaking, it doesn't make sense to allocate his plot points according to the usual criteria for highlight scenes... especially since he's the male protagonist..."
While the other main characters didn't experience particularly dramatic plot twists, at least their identities were properly explained.
Bu Qingwu nodded and said, "After being exposed to literary creation in modern society, I have also learned a lot and communicated with other writers. This does not conform to the usual literary logic, but is it possible that this is not a novel with an original work, and you have just arrived in an ordinary cultivation world without plot support?"
“I did think about it, but I later overturned that idea myself,” Qingjue said. “The most effective point is the existence of the ‘Heavenly Eye’ setting, a destiny messenger who can see through life… The existence of such a person is itself a way to prove the plot.”
Although Qingjue no longer considers them as NPCs in the story, at least his deductions of the plot from a rational and modern perspective have a relatively low error rate.
“And, more of an intuition,” Qingjue continued, “When I’m with people who clearly have the characteristics of a main character, I subconsciously know it. For example, Chun, I mean Yun Yuelin, I wouldn’t treat him like a stranger at first glance… Of course, appearance is definitely one of the reasons.”
“Yes, I understand,” Bu Qingwu nodded and said, “It’s like when you see a good-looking person on the street, you might take a few more glances or ask for their contact information, but you won’t have the intuition that ‘we’ll meet again later.’”
"Yes! That's it!"
"Okay, I understand. You can continue."
"Then, these typical characters are mixed together, and the plot unfolds step by step... If my childhood with the children was a lighthearted ancient-style comedy, then starting from the Yun family incident, the plot took a sharp turn for the worse, but strangely and eerily—smoothly?"
"Logically speaking, wasn't my timing a bit too early? If I had been any later, I wouldn't have met them when they were children. If I had missed this opportunity, they might not have gotten to know each other, or they might have even become enemies."
Qingjue said, "Of course I'm not saying things are bad if things go smoothly, it's just that I find it strange that every judgment I make seems to be correct, and so does my martial arts ability, which can solve anything..."
Qingjue is suspicious, and it is because of this suspicion that he has solved many things. However, even when things are going smoothly, he will still think: what if there is a reversal next time?
“Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear last time,” Bu Qingwu said. “I think I need to emphasize this to you again—I wasn’t originally a strong person, and I wasn’t good at fighting.”
"...Really?" Qingjue was a little surprised by his sudden question.
Yes, they actually pointed that out last time.
At the time, I was feeling quite emotional and just wanted to get back as soon as possible, so I didn't think about this matter in detail.
Thinking about it this way, he realized that he not only didn't remember much about his modern-day memories, but also about his past as "Immortal Lord of the Mist".
According to the real Immortal Lord Wu Qing, his death was even more hasty; he died before even touching the main storyline.
How could he be so slow this time? He should have realized it sooner. He's truly an unparalleled powerhouse; there's no way he could have logged off so early.
“And I’ve been wanting to ask this for a while now,” Bu Qingwu continued, “as a transmigrator, isn’t it a bit too fast for you to master magic? In just a few years, you’ve become invincible, and you’ve only gotten stronger. From your description just now, you seem a bit too strong for a modern person. It took me a long time to adjust to being here. Do you remember if you had an awkward period when you first arrived?”
“Uh…” Qingjue said, “Indeed… I adapted very quickly…”
"This is probably even harder to explain than 'smoothly'."
"..."
Qingjue fell silent, his expression grave.
Although Bu Qingwu had only met him once, she already regarded him as her younger brother.
“It’s okay. Even if you want to go back, you have to wait until today. You didn’t lose control and hurt yourself today, so let’s discuss the clues more.”
“…Um, thank you,” Qingjue forced a genuinely bitter smile onto his pale face. “If it’s you who goes back in the end, not me, can I make a request?”
"although."
“If, I mean if…” Qingjue looked troubled, as if he didn’t want to assume this outcome: “Could you tell them that you are not me, but I’m doing very well?”
"Of course, I believe they will understand... but I still hope that we can truly get the world that each other wants."
"...Yes, me too."
Qingjue wanted to go back, while Bu Qingwu wanted to stay.
The two discussed a lot, about the plot and about the two worlds.
Qingjue also learned that Bu Qingwu had made some friends during her ordinary days in this world.
They look alike, but their personalities are completely different, yet they give the impression of being two entirely different people.
“Actually, I used to think that it would be great if I had an older brother,” Qingjue said. “That way, it would be like I could share the painful struggles with someone… although I don’t quite remember what I went through now.”
"Although it was brief, I was happy to share the burden. I am grateful for our harmony."
"Yes, we've been chatting until evening without realizing it. If I can go back, I'll disappear in a little while."
Pray that when you wake up, it will be the same as it was then.
Although my whole body ached, as if I had been subjected to some kind of torture.
But he woke up amidst the sandalwood incense, and then... and then... hoped to see Jie Zhoujian's face.
Although it was a strange thought, he just wanted to be the first to see Xie Zhoujian's face.
"...That brat, he definitely grew up on purpose to resemble me."
"Your apprentice?" Bu Qingwu imagined for a moment and said, "Is this the kind of story you're writing?"
"Not yet... Please don't misunderstand our pure master-disciple relationship."
"Hard to say, I think you're quite good at lying to yourself."
“…It would be really unlucky if we were alike in this respect,” Qingjue said, falling back onto the bed and closing her eyes. Although she had spent the whole day chatting in the room, she was a little tired. “But even if something were to happen, I should go back and talk about it.”
“You were very calm this time, not at all all day... unlike last time, which really startled me.”
When I got home, I saw someone covered in wounds...
A normal person would have been terrified on the spot, but luckily Bu Qingwu was also a time traveler and had seen some of the world.
“…Speaking of which,” Qingjue said with his eyes closed, “I also can’t quite understand where those emotions came from last time. Maybe people just can’t empathize with their past selves…?”
At that time, the thought of not being able to go back nearly drove him to a breakdown.
Of course, it's also possible that his arrival this time was rather hasty, the heavenly tribulation came suddenly, and it happened after the problem was solved, rather than during the process.
Qingjue was a little tired, half asleep and half awake: "...I really want to...go back..."
Bu Qingwu seemed to say some comforting words in a daze, but Qingjue couldn't hear them clearly.
In the blink of an eye, the person who had been lying on the bed seemingly fast asleep disappeared.
Bu Qingwu looked at the scene before her, which was the same as before, as if no one had ever been there.
He could do nothing but silently stand up and tidy up the water glass that Qingjue had drunk from, which was proof that he had been there.
Hopefully, he'll live a good life after he goes back. I wonder if they'll ever cross paths again.
After Qingjue fell into a deep sleep, what awaited him was not opening his eyes.
Instead, it was an indescribable stinging pain.
His mind trembled along with his entire body, and his ears rang incessantly, even louder than the vibrations of thunder.
Qingjue felt that his five senses were almost no longer his own, but this torment was very quick, and the headache subsided in no time.
He was truly amazed; everything before his eyes was white.
Qingjue manipulated his body to turn around and found that everything in his field of vision was white.
...Is it some kind of bug this time?
But he was able to move, and his body was already that of a celestial being dressed in white.
Is this space... outside the Three Realms?
I feel like I've come to the right place, even though there's nothing here.
He waited for about a minute, and then several lines of red text appeared before his eyes.
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