Chapter 139 - 91: An Old Acquaintance Seeks a Doctor (Part 2)
Chapter 139: Chapter 91: An Old Acquaintance Seeks a Doctor (Part 2)
She should have died in the battle of the Fall of Liang.
For some reason...
She had somehow survived until now, the Ninth Year of Xuanlong.
"Mr. Yu."
Princess Yunyang looked at Yu Le with anticipation.
"Old Xuu, I can’t. I’m storing power, waiting for the day of Immortal Arrival. Then, my Magic will reach the heavens."
"This item carries immense Karma."
"I can’t help."
Yu Le tugged at Su Chen.
He truly considered this insignificant mortal before him a friend; otherwise, he would never have spoken so frankly.
"Is that so..."
Princess Yunyang, crestfallen, rose to leave.
However, Su Chen clutched the Wooden Token, not returning it, and asked again.
"Who is he?"
"You are just an insignificant mortal. Hearing such a great secret will only bring you a fatal disaster..."
Princess Yunyang said sternly.
"Tell me."
"No one can kill me."
Su Chen replied indifferently.
It was the truth.
As the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, he had offended countless people from Great Liang to Zhou, from the world of cultivation to the Immortal Path, yet he was still alive and well.
"How arrogant."
"Who do you think you are?"
The handmaiden sneered, her face full of mockery.
She wanted to berate this commoner who didn’t know his place, but a chill rose from the bottom of her heart, stopping her from speaking another word.
She had a faint feeling.
If she offended him again...
She...
Would die!
"You know of the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, don’t you?"
Princess Yunyang began.
"The Wind Snow Sword Immortal is about to die!"
"Hahaha."
"I knew it. I knew he would meet such an end. I wonder which Innate from Great Yu is going to kill him? The Fufeng Sword Lord, or the Sky Dominator Elder...?"
Yu Le glanced over, intrigued, a faint smile on his lips.
It made sense.
This number one cultivator in the Human World was so domineering, it was only natural he would provoke some incredible existence. It was normal for him to be on the verge of death.
What Yu Le didn’t know was that at this very moment, the Wind Snow Sword Immortal was standing right beside him, watching him quietly as if he were looking at an idiot.
"No!"
"The owner of this Wooden Token! He is the Wind Snow Sword Immortal’s younger brother, and he’s dying."
"I want to ask Lord Yu Le to save him! I’m willing to accept any price..."
BOOM!
In that instant, memories flooded Su Chen’s mind as if a shackle had been broken.
Intense emotions surged forth.
But in the next instant, they vanished like smoke.
These emerging memories made the current Su Chen feel like a bystander, watching a straightforward film of someone else’s life.
...
The wilderness was a barren stretch of land. Even the grass roots and tree bark had been stripped away and eaten by the famine-stricken refugees.
"Brother, sell me."
"You’ll die if this goes on!"
The young child cried out.
He was as thin as a skeleton, his breath weak.
He was weeping.
In the distance, a young boy, equally frail, slit his own wrist, letting the blood draw out the greedy, starving wild dogs.
He swung a sickle!
Again and again!
He let the wild dogs tear and bite at him.
After a long while, the boy walked back, carrying the corpse of a wild dog.
"Han, we have meat to eat now. Boil the water, or there will be germs. Don’t get sick in the future. You have to live well..."
THUD.
The boy collapsed in a pool of his own blood.
Only the young child was left, crying in despair.
"Brother."
"I don’t want to eat the meat."
"I want you to wake up!"
...
The young child ate the meat and dragged the boy along. They ran into the Black Abyss, and the child joined their ranks. Eventually, the boy woke up.
But the boy was different now.
His eyes were cold and indifferent.
And he no longer recognized his brother.
"Brother."
The young child said, trembling.
"Are you... calling me?"
The boy looked around, confused.
He left.
Not long after, he left the Black Abyss and entered the Imperial Palace. A long, long time later, he made a great name for himself: the Wind Snow Little Grandmaster.
And then, the Wind Snow Sword Immortal!
...
’So, I didn’t transmigrate here in the twenty-third year of Tianwu after all.’
’So, I used to have emotions, and they were so strong. I once had a brother I was willing to die to protect, a brother I relied on to survive...’
Su Chen fell silent.
Watching these memories from before the twenty-third year of Tianwu, he felt as if he were watching a stranger. But for the first time, his heart ached with an unfamiliar pain.
It was like a venomous snake biting his heart.
THUMP!
His heart trembled.
The seven passions and six desires were reawakening.
But inside his body, the Tree of Eternal Life seemed to breathe, drawing in his emotions.
He had transmigrated into Great Liang as an infant, during a time of chaos.
As a boy, he became aware of the Seed of Longevity inside him. He knew that if he chose it, he would become a long-lived monster, gradually losing all emotion.
Looking at the sleeping child, he couldn’t let go of his feelings for him, so he rejected it.
Then, disaster and famine came.
As he lay dying, the Seed of Longevity initiated the Merging on its own.
After that, he was no longer himself.
He could no longer recognize his brother.
His past was sealed away, and carrying the false memories he had constructed, he traveled to the Great Liang Imperial City.
In a daze, Su Chen recalled the moment he left. The young child, weeping, had thrown rocks at him.
"Monster, get out of my brother’s body!"
...
’I became friends with Zhang Gui, and the Seed of Longevity sprouted. I stepped into the First Realm of Longevity.’
’My friend died, and grief washed over me. I stepped into the Second Realm.’
’My second friend went to his death, and I stepped into the Third Realm.’
’So, what truly nourishes the Seed of Longevity and makes it grow isn’t time, but emotion...’
Su Chen tightened his grip on the Wooden Token and looked at Princess Yunyang. His expression was dazed, the image of the young child appearing in his eyes.
But he couldn’t remember his name.
Forty years had passed.
He had long since become a monster of longevity.
"What... is his name?"
Su Chen asked, caressing the Wooden Token.
Back then, before the disaster and famine had broken out, the young child and the boy came from a poor family. Seeing the boy enviously eye the Jade Pendant of a nobleman, the child clumsily carved two wooden "jade pendants" of his own.
Or rather, Wooden Tokens would be more accurate.
He handed them to the boy.
"Brother, let’s never be apart, for our whole lives. Pinky swear..."
Unfortunately...
The boy forgot him.