Chapter 19 "Chi Wan can protect herself, protect..."
Yun Xianqing sheathed her water sword. Her face suddenly turned deathly pale.
"Yun Xianqing!" Meng Chiwan hurriedly put down her storage bag and helped Yun Xianqing up, her expression momentarily showing some panic.
Yun Xianqing seemed to be unable to see clearly, groping weakly for a moment, but did not fall down. He gently brushed her hand over, then stopped, his words tinged with pleading: "I'm in some pain."
Meng Chiwan's breath hitched. The last time she heard him speak like this was when she saved him, and at that time he probably thought she was going to abandon him.
Later, every time she asked him if he was feeling well, he would always brush it off lightly. He almost never said anything honest to her.
She softened her tone and then said, "Where does it hurt? Why don't I take you to see Elder Fang?"
Yun Xianqing closed his eyes briefly, as if pressing something into his body, and then said, "Elder Fang shouldn't be able to tell anything..."
He paused for a moment, as if pondering something, before asking, "What are you feeling right now, young lady?"
“I’m worried. I’m worried about the Immortal Lord’s health,” Meng Chiwan said without hesitation, without any reservation.
Yun Xianqing smiled, her lips turning even paler after she parted them: "I'm worried too. What about just now?"
She pondered for a moment, speaking slowly and seemingly uncertainly: "It should be some... pity? And some anger, plus a bit of pleasure?"
"What is it that's making you so sad? You're so depressed you feel like you can't breathe." Yun Xianqing looked at her, her long eyelashes fluttering lightly, her words filled with a mixture of curiosity and a sigh.
How do you know?
Meng Chiwan
Her first reaction was that it was strange, but then she thought about her reactions just now and realized that she might have really given herself away.
But Yun Xianqing quickly added, "Are you curious how I knew?"
Meng Chiwan looked up at him, her brows furrowing slightly.
Yun Xianqing looked at her, seemingly admiring something. After a long while, he suddenly sighed and chuckled softly.
That laugh seemed to shake off all the weakness, and only his clear voice could be heard: "My body seems to have something to do with you."
"What does this have to do with me?" she asked, somewhat bewildered.
"I share your worries, your joys, and your sorrows. That's roughly how it is. I wasn't sure before, so I didn't mention it to you. But today, I clearly sense your joys, sorrows, love, hate, anger, and infatuation."
“I could sense the girl’s unease when she was threatened, and I could also sense… Chi Wan’s lapse in concentration when I rescued her… and later her sadness, anger, and pleasure.”
He spoke each word as if striking a clay drum: "Chi Wan, I know everything."
Meng Chiwan was stunned, unsure of what to say. After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice trembling slightly, but the question she uttered was unexpectedly unrelated to all of this: "Why does the Immortal Lord call me Chiwan?"
“When I call you Chi Wan, you seem to be happy. I feel the same way about that feeling in my heart.” He smiled, his eyes gentle and clear. “I don’t want Chi Wan to be uneasy. I like Chi Wan’s joy and happiness.”
Meng Chiwan felt a subtle, tingling sensation in her chest, but she couldn't quite place what it was. She could only sense a tingling, numb feeling. She paused for a moment, then saw Yun Xianqing smiling warmly again, and lowered her head somewhat awkwardly.
She understood that Yun Xianqing could sense all her feelings at this moment. She just wondered what those feelings meant to Yun Xianqing.
She took a breath discreetly, then opened her mouth: "The Immortal Lord said that the body is related to me, but why did the Immortal Lord suddenly turn pale? I don't seem to feel that way right now."
Yun Xianqing pondered for a moment, then said, "If Chi Wan harbors evil thoughts, I will feel pain. The first time I felt pain was probably when... you disciplined the Ma Jianshan family."
Meng Chiwan's knuckles clenched suddenly, and a few images flashed through her mind. Yun Xianqing's health was not getting better, so it turned out that... all the symptoms that should have belonged to her had been transferred to him.
Yun Xianqing continued, "But Chi Wan, I don't think those were malicious intentions. They provoked you, and that's really unfair. Why can't Chi Wan retaliate when she's been bullied?"
She was somewhat flustered, and when she looked at Yun Xianqing, her eyes were filled with guilt, but she really didn't know the reason or why this was happening.
She tried to recall the past to find the reason, but her mind was blank. The only thing she could think of that had something in common with Yun Xianqing was...
She gave the life-saving pills her mother left her to Yun Xianqing.
It seemed that all her constraints had disappeared after that. Previously, she had always believed that the Demonic Heart had not been completely sealed. But now it seemed that this was not the case.
It turns out that everything originated from the Yanxi Pill. No wonder Elder Fang couldn't figure out the cause of his illness no matter how he looked at it.
But what exactly is the power of the Qi-Enhancing Pill...?
"Chi Wan was able to save me, which is already a great blessing for me. There's no need to blame myself. I'm actually glad that the pain is on my side, it's still better than it being on Chi Wan." Yun Xianqing seemed to sense some of her emotions again and said gently, "I'm fine for now, why don't we deal with these two first?"
He turned his head to look at the two boys lying on the ground.
Meng Chiwan snapped out of her reverie, realizing she had almost forgotten her important task. It wouldn't be easy to explain if she woke the two boys.
She tried to drag the two boys away, but Yun Xianqing shook her head and threw them out the door.
Then the two of them sat again in the courtyard where they had sat together one night.
The atmosphere was somewhat similar to that night.
"Listen to Wang Jiu Hui to explain everything." His expression was cold, and his tone was even more ruthless.
Then, when he met Meng Chiwan's gaze, he instantly reverted to his gentle demeanor, his tone so mild it was as if he were speaking to a child: "If Chiwan harbors evil thoughts, I will feel pain. Therefore, Chiwan, I will teach you how to cultivate immortality. Don't be afraid, don't be uneasy about those who can't defeat you. They are all ants."
"Chi Wan can protect herself and anyone she cares about."
His expression was gentle, yet a hint of arrogance seemed to gleam in his eyes. The wind ruffled his hair, but he smiled, his heart and eyes seemingly filled only with her.
Meng Chiwan's heart tingled again. Her fingers twitched slightly as she gripped the hem of her skirt, trying to suppress the feeling: "Yun Xianqing..."
Her tone was indistinct, and it was impossible to discern what she meant.
But Yun Xianqing genuinely hummed in agreement, and then smiled at her with that same gentle expression, waiting for her to speak.
It seems we can wait and wait until she's willing to speak.
However, the tingling sensation spreading through his heart had already given him the answer.
He smiled inwardly. His eyes also shone with joy.
I'll protect you, okay? Don't be afraid.
Meng Chiwan lowered her eyes, still trying to calm herself, when suddenly she remembered the life-threatening lamp.
She thought that perhaps it wasn't necessary to acknowledge the master at this moment. And perhaps that lamp didn't necessarily have to be used on her.
According to Lin Yudong's memory, if the Life-Giving Lamp is to summon back a soul, someone must be willing to make a sacrifice in order to give the owner a new life. In reality, it is a life for a life.
The reason Lin Yudong was unable to be reborn was because no one offered a sacrifice. Those who were willing to sacrifice for her died in that massacre.
What about Meng Chiwan herself? In fact, she couldn't think of anyone willing to make a sacrifice for her.
Offering sacrifices is even more laughable.
Fortunately, there is still Yun Xianqing who might be willing to weep for her.
But in the end, he was going to leave too.
"Yun Xianqing. If my life were smooth sailing, you would never have felt the pain I inflicted on you with my malice. But... but I also feel pain and resentment." She said softly, "So, let's find a way to stop the pain, okay?"
She knew in her heart that she couldn't have a smooth life, and she couldn't help but resent and retaliate. Therefore, she wanted to find a solution.
"I will try my best to restrain myself," she sighed softly at the end.
Yun Xianqing looked at her, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he only said, "Alright. Then I wish Chi Wan a smooth path to immortality, free from further hardships."
For a moment, Meng Chiwan thought his eyes were very beautiful, the kind of beauty that seemed to transcend heaven and earth.
Then, what interrupted everything was a calm knock on the door.
Could it be that the two boys have woken up?
Meng Chiwan and Yun Xianqing exchanged a glance, wondering whether they should open the door.
A somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door: "It's me. The two people lying at the door are still asleep, so you can rest assured."
While I say I'm familiar with it, I've only heard of it once.
It was the same man who had knocked on the door once before and said some ambiguous things.
She remembered his last words were: "Check on her for me, see if she's alright."
The reason it left such a deep impression was probably because she could probably already respond to him with that sentence.
She went up and opened the door.
The man standing at the door was indeed there. This time, his clothes were different from before; instead, they were the same as the disciple's robes she had seen in her dream.
Perhaps. This person is Huaiji.
"Young lady, do you still remember me?" The increasing years gave him a more composed voice and more mature features than before.
He looked much older than Sister Dong'er.
It seems a bit strange to call her "Sister Dong'er" anymore.
But he still asked, "I wanted to ask, Sister Dong'er, did she leave anything behind? Is she alright?"
He spoke each word as before, but sadly, those tender years ended the moment the young man entered the immortal sect.
Meng Chiwan's voice was low and concealed: "She left nothing behind... She... was not doing well."
"I see." Huaiji chuckled softly, seemingly helpless, yet also somewhat mocking.
“Sister Dong’er doesn’t want to see me. She still thinks I’m guilty too, that I’m one of those people, right?” he said.
“I don’t know. But from my memories, I can sense that she never blamed you. She just… didn’t want you to see her increasingly sinister spirit,” Meng Chiwan said.
“Is that so…” Huaiji still looked dejected, and then said, “I came here to personally give you that lamp.”
A note from the author:
Actually, he might not even speak this gently to children, haha. [Milk tea emoji]
Life is all about pretending, hahahahahaha
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