Chapter 162 Prophecy
Do you regret it?
How could loquat possibly answer such a question?
According to the boy, if Yu Qingzhou hadn't insisted on his own way back then, Pipa might not even exist in this world.
If he hadn't been born as a mother's child, would that mean that his mother—no, that woman named Yu Rou—would have had a better choice and a better future?
Loquat doesn't know.
In this life, he was simply born into this world as an ordinary person.
I never knew why I lived, yet I always managed to escape danger time and time again.
Loquat may be unfortunate, but compared to Yu Rou, and compared to those pitiful people who were even more helpless and whose fates were tragic... she has become a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
He seemed to have the right to complain, yet he was utterly unable to feel grateful for his fate.
He was never just one of the masses who drifted with the tide.
They lack both the heart to heal the sick and the ability to protect themselves.
His master once told him that life is already difficult enough, and the sea of suffering is boundless; it's not so easy to turn back.
Then, patting the young child on the shoulder, he said with a deep expression, "My only hope is that you can walk more nimbly."
Young Yu Qingzhou seemed to understand, but not quite.
But she could still vaguely sense her master's expectations of her, and couldn't help but ask: "So, is this the origin of my name?"
Looking into the bright, sparkling eyes of a child.
The master, who had just been speaking eloquently, suddenly looked somewhat embarrassed, scratching his chin and saying, "Haha, I guess... I guess so."
【I see. 】
Yu Qingzhou couldn't help but sigh, tilting her head back with an innocent look, and said, "So, my seemingly unreliable master actually has such a profound mind. Appearances can be deceiving indeed."
The master, who had been so smug just moments before, almost strained his back upon hearing these heartfelt words.
He then put his hands on his hips and said seriously, "You brat, do you even know what it means to respect your teacher?"
Yu Qingzhou was taken aback by her master's sudden seriousness and didn't know how to explain herself.
But then a clear, girlish voice rang out from the side.
[Junior brother, you might ask your master what it means to be a role model for others, and what it means to be disrespectful to elders.]
[Senior Sister Yingxue is here?]
Yu Qingzhou was overjoyed to see Shen Yingxue, showing none of her previous restraint.
However, the master, upon seeing his exceptionally capable eldest disciple, showed no joy whatsoever. Instead, he wore a mournful expression, as if he had encountered a vengeful enemy.
The girl, however, remained nonchalant: "Didn't Master say we should focus on improving our cultivation? How come you have time to tease your junior brother?"
Upon hearing this, the master seemed to have suddenly unlocked his full potential.
He jumped up on the spot with a start: "Oh dear, look at my memory! I guess I'm getting old. I was just about to go into seclusion."
With that, the man turned to leave.
Before leaving, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned back to give some instructions to his fellow students.
【I'll leave the cultivation of that light boat to you, Xiaoxue.】
After speaking to Shen Yingxue, the master turned to Yu Qingzhou and instructed her: "Master has gone into seclusion. Listen to your senior sister; you can't go wrong."
Before leaving, he winked at Yu Qingzhou.
Then he slipped away without looking back.
It looks like their butts are on fire.
"Didn't Master just finish his seclusion?" Yu Qingzhou turned to Shen Yingxue, somewhat puzzled.
The latter replied nonchalantly, "It's normal for my master to have a bad memory due to his advanced age."
Yu Qingzhou didn't understand why her senior sister said that.
"Master looks so young." Yu Qingzhou muttered to herself, without saying the rest of the sentence aloud.
Judging by appearances alone, Master Chang, who is of the same generation, could practically be the father of their two masters.
Of course, this is not to say anything against Uncle Chang. In fact, Yu Qingzhou personally quite likes that kind and gentle uncle.
Therefore, it is an objective evaluation based entirely on facts.
Before Yu Qingzhou could ask anything else, his senior sister suddenly reached out and took his hand.
Yu Qingzhou immediately fell silent, gazing at the girl's fair, sculpted profile, which resembled frost and snow, and became slightly lost in thought.
After walking for a while, I suddenly heard my senior sister say again: "He's just bluffing you."
My senior sister has a rather cold personality, and her voice is not as melodious and clear as that of girls her age. Instead, it is slightly low and has a pleasant husky quality.
Yu Qingzhou, still feeling she hadn't heard enough, paused and then asked, "What are you trying to fool me with?"
You were named this because it was embroidered like this inside the swaddling clothes you were wrapped in as a baby.
So that's how it is.
Yu Qingzhou readily accepted Shen Yingxue's explanation, unaware of the opinions of the other master and disciple.
Between her master and her senior sister, Yu Qingzhou would choose to believe the latter without hesitation.
From the time I can remember, it was my senior sister who guided Yu Qingzhou in her cultivation. As for the master... the master would also appear, during festivals, sect competitions, and the like.
It mainly serves a decorative purpose.
I heard that Master was once a highly talented and promising figure in the sect.
Later, for some reason, this promising young man suddenly became depressed and despondent...
Ultimately, it turned out the way Yu Qingzhou sees it now.
Over the years, if it weren't for my senior sister by my side, and thanks to that unreliable master, I'd probably be rotting away in some corner by now.
However, for an abandoned orphan like myself, being taken in by a master I met by chance and brought back to the sect was already an immense stroke of luck.
"Will you hate them?" Senior Sister's voice came again.
Yu Qingzhou was taken aback: [Who?]
Shen Yingxue then added: "Will your junior brother resent your family, the people who left you there?"
Yu Qingzhou noticed that the other party thoughtfully used the relatively neutral term "let go" instead of words with more obvious negative connotations, such as "discard."
He couldn't help but think that his senior sister might be naturally cold, but her heart was not cold at all.
[Unsure.]
Yu Qingzhou still remembers her answer at the time: "How can I easily say whether I like or dislike someone I've never even met?"
He paused, then continued: "Moreover, if it weren't for this action, I might be dead long ago, or I might still be alive but not doing well. Who can truly say they haven't experienced something? Perhaps only those who have experienced it firsthand..."
That seemed to be just another ordinary day in Yu Qingzhou's life.
Time passed slowly, the sky was blue, and amidst the wispy clouds, the sunlight shone on the snow that never melts, making it sparkle like piles of glistening white icing... a hint of sweetness lingered in my eyes.
Yu Qingzhou has a cold-faced but warm-hearted senior sister, an unreliable master, and an amiable senior uncle by her side...
At that time, he was very content, thinking that if things continued this way, they could reach the so-called eternity—unaware that there would be many variables in the future.
They are still unaware that some things should not be said lightly.
Because there is a kind of prophecy in the world called a prophecy fulfilled by a single word.
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