Chapter 75 World 4 (2)
Hongye Town.
The head sect leader received the letter sent by Bai He. The handwriting on the letter was as powerful as a dragon's pen.
The headmaster held the letter in his hands and read it over and over again, fearing that he would miss even a single word and delay something important. After finishing the letter, the headmaster finally let go of the heavy stone hanging in his heart, stroked his long beard, and sighed continuously.
From the moment he saw Xie Wenying, he knew she was no ordinary child. He diligently educated and carefully nurtured her, leaving a legacy of opportunity for future generations. He never expected that within a few decades, this old friendship would be rekindled. However, the head of the sect held no regrets. He had only one beloved daughter, a frail yet well-behaved and sensible woman, endearing her to everyone. As her daughter grew older, her only wish was to ascend Yunning Peak and see the towering peaks that rivaled the beauty of a fairyland. As a father, how could he refuse?
The headmaster put the letter into his sleeve and hurried to his daughter's bedroom.
The headmaster's wife placed a soft pillow under Baoshan's waist and back, took the jade bowl from the maid, scooped some soup with a spoon, and was about to feed it to Baoshan.
On the soft couch, a beautiful woman who looked like she was made of snow shook her head gently and said softly, "Mother, I'll do it myself."
The slender and fragile jade fingers tightly grasped the jade bowl, and the bony joints were faintly white, making people want to hold the pair of soft hands in their arms and cherish them.
The precious fan gently lifted her slender white neck, and the dark brown juice flowed into her belly without leaving a drop.
Her familiarity with the way she took medicine made people wonder: how many prescriptions of medicine had she used over the years to become so skilled?
After drinking the medicine, the bitter taste left in Baoshan's throat made him feel itchy and he coughed lightly.
She quickly picked up the embroidered handkerchief to cover up the faint cough.
The headmaster's wife still heard it. She picked up the delicate hand of the precious fan and placed it in her palm. Feeling the coolness on her skin, she felt even more distressed.
The headmaster's wife looked at the precious fan on the soft couch, her eyebrows slightly raised, the tip of her nose slightly tilted, and her pink lips tightly pursed.
A pair of clear eyes, clearer than the snow water of Tianshan Mountain.
Although a glowing charcoal fire burned in the room, Baoshan's cheeks were devoid of warmth, remaining as white as frost and snow. The headmaster's wife felt bitter: her daughter, so gifted and beautiful, had been born with such a beautiful face, yet she had been left with a frail body, constantly on infusions and medicine, and had never even ventured far. It was a pity that heaven was truly unfair.
The headmaster's wife was surprised when her hand was shaken back, and she looked up into a pair of sparkling eyes.
Bao Shan said softly, "Don't be sad, mother. Your body is determined by fate. How can you and I, mortals, change it?"
The headmaster's wife was feeling indignant and was about to say a few words when the cotton and silk curtain outside the house was lifted, and the cold wind that blew in her face startled her whole body.
The headmaster hurriedly lowered the curtain, covering the gaps on both sides tightly, and strode up to the headmaster's wife and the precious fan.
A faint herbal scent lingered at the tip of his nose, and the headmaster asked, "Drinking medicine again?"
Baoshan nodded slightly: "Just served, Daddy."
The headmaster wanted to sigh, but seeing the sad face of his wife, he knew that she must be sad about her beloved daughter again, so he swallowed his breath, took out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to Baoshan.
"It's a letter from Wenying. He has made arrangements and can take you to Yunning Peak for a short stay."
Baoshan's originally calm eyes sparkled with stars of light when she heard the words. She took the letter, read it once, and then held it in her hand.
The headmaster's wife said leisurely, "Wenying is a good child and has great potential."
The Sect Master and his wife were discussing how to deliver the precious fan to Yunning Peak, how much luggage to prepare, and how many maids and servants to send.
Bao Shan's brows knitted slightly. "Allowing outsiders to enter Yun Ning Peak is already a difficult feat. If we go to such great lengths to get some maids and servants to accompany them, it will inevitably attract criticism and will also cause Yun Ying... Senior Brother to be gossiped about."
She lowered her voice and seemed to have hesitated for a long time before coming up with a suitable name to call Xie Wenying.
Bao Shan's words blocked all thoughts of the Sect Leader and his wife. They could only prepare the most ordinary luggage for Bao Shan.
The room gradually became quiet, and what lingered in Baoshan's nose was the faint smell of herbs and the warmth left after the burning charcoal.
Baoshan has been smelling this scent every year since he was born, for a total of sixteen years.
According to the pulse diagnosis of the expert, she is weak and will not live past her twentieth birthday. That means she will have to smell this scent for another four years. After that, will she stay in such a house, with the mixed smell of herbs and warmth, fall into a deep sleep and never wake up?
If Bao Shan had told the Sect Master and his wife about this suspicion, they would surely have sympathized with her and comforted her, telling her not to let her wild thoughts run wild. But Bao Shan knew this was her ultimate fate—bedridden from birth, and then, before her twentieth birthday, she would be alone in the house, passing away without a sound.
After she left, the master's wife was in great pain and fell ill on the bed. The master was forced to write a letter to Xie Wenying, who had practiced in his sect, asking for a cure to relieve the master's wife's heartache.
Afterwards, Xie Wenying will leave Yunning Peak, and his junior sister, who is highly sought after and doted on by everyone, will secretly follow him down the mountain, causing Xie Wenying many minor troubles. Then, after experiencing misunderstandings, reconciliation, and life and death difficulties, the two will open their hearts to each other and finally become a couple.
Baoshan watched all this with indifference until the immortal in the dream spoke up and claimed that there was a way to save Baoshan from premature death.
This method is called a secret method and is unknown to the public. This is because this method is too dangerous and few people are willing to do it. In order to prevent someone with evil intentions from using this method, this secret method is sealed.
In this world, one can draw spiritual energy into the body and practice martial arts, and can also use spiritual energy to nourish the body and prolong life.
If a person is very lucky, he can willingly take three drops of blood from his heart, swear by the blood, and be willing to share his life with those around him, so as to solve the problem of congenital deficiency.
However, in this way, the person with great luck will need to live and die with the people around him, and his life span will be shortened to that of an ordinary person. The only beneficiary is the people around him who gain longevity.
I'm afraid no one with great fortune would be willing to do such an unequal method.
The immortal in the dream spoke in a leisurely tone, he seemed to be just a bystander, and gave Baoshan a way to survive.
But this method is like asking a weak treasure fan to remove the grass and trees beside a cliff, or the treasure under the abyss. It is as dangerous and difficult to achieve.
Bao Shan naturally knew who the great fortune seeker the immortal in her dream was referring to. It was none other than Xie Wenying, Yun Ning Peak's senior disciple. Everything in the dream revolved around Xie Wenying and his younger sister, as if they were the center of the world.
A person with great luck does not think of anyone else except Xie Wenying.
So when Baoshan woke up, he frowned and absentmindedly hinted to the headmaster and his wife that he had not much time left and his only wish was to go to Yunning Peak to see the view.
She has always been well-behaved and obedient, and has never taken advantage of her frail body to deliberately lose her temper. This is the first time Baoshan has expressed her wish to her parents.
Her amber eyes were filled with hope and expectation, how could anyone refuse?
The head of the sect wrote a letter with sincere words, hoping that Xie Wenying would take the treasured fan and stay at Yunning Peak for a while, and now it has come true.
When Baoshan left Hongye Town, the heavy snow had just stopped, but the chill in the air had not dissipated at all.
Baoshan wrapped herself in a thick cloak, rode on the "exclusive mount" prepared for her by the Sect Leader and his wife, and left alone.
The mount under him stepped on the snow with its hooves, leaving deep and shallow marks.
Baoshan's small, upturned nose was red from the cold. She breathed in the air gently. It was a clear, clean smell, without any unpleasant herbal smell.
Baoshan turned around and looked back, seeing a vast expanse of white empty ground.
Only two black figures leaning against each other stood out.
Baoshan gently waved his arms towards the two black dot-like figures, and then headed towards Yunning Peak.
On Yunning Peak, I heard that the eldest senior brother, who has always been obsessed with martial arts, has been keen on tinkering with the house in addition to practicing martial arts and cultivating his body and mind.
It was not until the lively disciples went to inquire that they learned that the eldest brother was not decorating the bedroom for himself, but for the son of an acquaintance who had come from afar.
Qu Linglong's lips turned down, and she looked obviously unhappy. Seeing this, Bai Jiqing did not try to comfort her as usual.
Instead, he inquired with great interest at the disciple who had just replied, his voice full of curiosity: "Oh? Did the senior brother specify whether the person coming to Yun Ning Peak was a man or a woman?"
"I heard it was a woman."
The long sword in Qu Linglong's hand fell to the ground. She didn't even bother to pick it up, and said in an inexplicable tone, "You're always gossiping here. It's really annoying!"
Bai Jiqing looked at her receding figure, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and picked up the sword on the ground.
The disciples were quite curious about the treasured fan that was about to arrive at Yun Ning Peak, and they chattered about its age, temperament, and whether it was easy to get along with...
However, even Xie Wenying was not very clear about this. He only knew that Baoshan was sick and weak, and he was confused about the rest.
These disciples discussed for a long time but could not deduce any useful information.
Seeing how excited they were, Bai Jiqing raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but pour some cold water on them.
"Perhaps, she is a plain-looking woman with a strange personality, who stays at the foot of the mountain and no one wants to marry her.
Knowing that the disciples of Yun Ning Peak are short-sighted and unable to walk when they see a woman, he sent her to Yun Ning Peak, intending to choose a man with a soft temper as his husband."
All the disciples fell silent. When they realized that Bai Jiqing was mocking them, they all looked uncomfortable and their curiosity about the treasure fan suddenly diminished a lot.
Qu Linglong is not the only female disciple on Yunning Peak.
But only Qu Linglong is lively and active. She has been spoiled by them since she was a child. Naturally, the affection that the disciples have for Qu Linglong is incomparable to others.
At Bai Jiqing's suggestion, the disciples realized that they had just neglected Qu Linglong, and quickly gathered together to prepare gifts for Qu Linglong to cheer her up.
But in the end, all the proposals were blocked by Bai Jiqing. He vowed that he would be the one to tell the little junior sister all the thoughts of his fellow disciples.
Upon learning that the treasured fan had arrived at the foot of Yunning Peak, Xie Wenying immediately set out down the mountain to pick it up in person.
He wore a felt hat made of rabbit fur. The fur was shiny and smooth, and the soft rabbit fur swayed gently in the wind.
Just as Xie Wenying reached the halfway point of the mountain, white hexagonal snowflakes suddenly floated down from the sky. The snowflakes landed on her rabbit-fur felt hat, like scattered round pearls.
Xie Wenying was agile and soon reached the foot of the mountain.
This place is like a wilderness, vast and boundless, and all you can see is a vast expanse of white.
There was only one evergreen cypress tree, its hardened leaves covered with rime.
Next to the cypress tree was a petite woman in a scarlet fur coat.
Amidst the snow and ice, she looked frail, and because of the cold weather, her thin body trembled slightly, as if she had merged into one with the frost and snow.
The woman heard the noise behind her and turned around, and a face with eyebrows and eyes made of snowflakes appeared in front of Xie Wenying.
Ice-like skin and jade-like bones.
She is the color of glass and also the sky of ice and snow.
The woman smiled with her eyebrows curved, and in an instant, it seemed as if the ice and snow melted, all things revived, and there was only boundless spring.
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