Jian Xiuyun was taken aback by this “Hey”, and couldn’t recover for a long time.
He wanted to raise his head and inquire, but he was immobilized, unable to move or speak.
After the poisonous blood on his neck had been sucked away, he applied medicine, carefully bandaged him, and then the immobilizing spell on him was finally lifted.
But after being released, he looked up at the person in front him, opening and closing his mouth multiple times.
Seeing his appearance, the man’s eyes softened, and his lips curled up. He sat down in front of him and spoke first.
“Shizun.” He called.
This familiar address shocked Jian Xiuyun.
Kan Wenxiao had passed the age where his voice would change, and now his voice had completely lost the tenderness of youth. It was mellow and deep, slightly hoarse, with a pulling, magnetic force that made people want to get closer.
Only the tone, the emotion laced with the voice still carried some lingering flavor of the past.
Jian Xiuyun didn’t respond. His hands clenched and he straightened, representing his current mood.
It was too sudden.
How come….?
Jian Xiuyun couldn’t distinguish whether he was happy or sad for a moment.
After a long time, he stretched out his hand and slowly put it on the silver mask on Kan Wenxiao’s face as if to make sure.
The mask was cold to the touch, and his fingertips trembled slightly at first contact, but he didn’t retreat. He traced his hand to the right, to the band hooked around Kan Wenxiao’s ear.
His fingers lingered by his ears for a while before he made up his mind. He exerted force on his fingertips, and the black band fell away.
The mask lost its support and stumbled loosely on Jian Xiuyun’s hand, hovering over Kan Wenxiao’s face.
Jian Xiuyun slowly moved his hand away.
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Jian Xiuyun was slightly startled. He really couldn’t recognize him. Was the person in front of him really Kan Wenxiao? They looked like entirely different people.
The person in front of him had a handsome appearance, a pair of red phoenix eyes like an artisan’s meticulous art, each stroke painted with an exquisite outline. His thick black eyebrows were sharp and shaped, extending to his temples like swords, and the bridge of his nose was straight and clear-cut. His lips were a light and cool color, and his whole person was calm and intimidating, as if he was a cut above everyone else.
His body exuded a strange aura.
The most notable thing was that his left cheek was pristine and white, no trace of the ugly red scar.
Jian Xiuyun thought he was seeing things and blinked hard, but when he opened his eyes again, there was still no scar.
Unable to resist himself, he raised his hand to caress his face, and said in surprise, “Are you really Wenxiao? Where is the scar?”
“I healed it with medicine.” Kan Wenxiao answered briefly.
Jian Xiuyun was breathless and said, “That’s good.”
He retracted his hand, still feeling that all of this was a bit mysterious.
He looked up at Kan Wenxiao, focusing his gaze, and observed him carefully.
After a long time, he finally glimpsed the shadow of his past through his long eyebrows.
Kan Wenxiao was really back.
After the initial shock, Jian Xiuyun immediately recalled the incident five years ago. There were too many questions regarding it. He couldn’t wait to ask, “How did you escape the Void Mirror back then? I, I thought you…were already dead in the mirror.”
Kan Wenxiao frowned, eyes empty, and recalled, “I thought I was going to die at that time, but I didn’t expect to meet Yu Zhangmen at the last moment. He sent me out, but he…”
Kan Wenxiao said and sighed.
Jian Xiuyun understood immediately.
He did not expect that their short-lived friendship with Yu Huaien, which wasn’t even that deep, would lead to him sacrificing himself to save Kan Wenxiao.
It was truly unexpected.
“So that’s how it is.” Jian Xiuyun’s tone was a little more serious. After a moment of silence, he continued to ask, “When you had gotten out, why didn’t you return to Xuyu Peak all these years?”
Kan Wenxiao averted his gaze, pondering for a while, then answered, “I was gravely injured at that time, and lost my memory, so I kept wandering around. Later, when I was going through the tribulation of my distraction stage, I recovered my memories, and immediately came back to look for Shizun.”
“So you lost your memory?”
“Yes.” Kan Wenxiao nodded. “It must have been that I was too badly injured at the time and most likely suffered brain injuries.”
When Jian Xiuyun heard this, his heart was complicated. He never expected that things would proceed this way.
Just as he had said, Kan Wenxiao was the protagonist, how could he die so easily?
He originally thought that Kan Wenxiao had died and his crisis was over, so he felt slightly guilty for him in his heart.
But now that he had come back, it meant that the plot might still develop according to the previous life.
His guilt towards Kan Wenxiao faded again.
However, naturally, he would not show it on his face. Instead, he said affectionately, “It’s all over. Just come back. You have no idea how bad I felt as a teacher these past few years.”
Kan Wenxiao’s eyes lit up when he heard this. He leaned forward a little, expectation and nervousness bubbling in his tone, “Has Shizun always been thinking about me all these years?”
Jian Xiuyun smiled softly. “That’s natural, not just me, but also…”
“Me too.” Before he could finish his words, Kan Wenxiao interrupted him, “I also thought about Shizun all the time.”
Before Jian Xiuyun could say anything, he added, “Ever since recovering my memories.”
Jian Xiuyun patted his arm, “You have suffered a lot these years.”
Kan Wenxiao looked at him, his eyes deep, as if there was a storm brewing in them. His voice was horse, as if suppressing some strong emotion.
“It was very annoying.” He answered.
Jian Xiuyun didn’t understand what he meant, so he simply changed the subject, “Why did you come to Ancient Stone City?”
Kan Wenxiao replied, “I went back to the sect, but then came to know that Shizun had come to Ancient Stone City, so I chased after you.”
Jian Xiuyun sighed after hearing this, and spoke with a hint of joy in his tone, “You came just in time. I thought it would be a minor task, but I didn’t expect it to be so dangerous.”
Kan Wenxiao’s gaze fell on Jian Xiuyun’s neck, his eyes darkening as he said calmly, “It’s just a demonic cultivator, Shizun, leave it to me.”
After Jian Xiuyun listened, he asked, “Do you have any ideas?”
“I have some.” Kan Wenxiao replied.
“What?” Jian Xiuyun hastily asked.
Kan Wenxiao was about to answer, when his gaze fell on Jian Xiuyun’s eyes, radiant and interested, looking at him intently.
He felt as if his heart was being roasted in the sun, and became soft. He had the urge to raise his hand and touch Jian Xiuyun’s head.
Of course, it was merely a fleeting thought. As soon as it crossed his mind, he suppressed it.
It wasn’t the right time yet.
He should wait.
“This demonic cultivator…” He opened his mouth to answer.
But before he finished speaking, a sudden loud bang sounded. He turned around and saw that the door had been kicked open from the outside.
Am I the only one feeling Yu Huaien is super sus here? Maybe it’s just me but damn even Wenxiao seems sus
Don’t trust anyone yet. They’re all sus
I trust nobody other than shizun.
Shizun be good, be good this time and everything will be okay-
I don’t believe he ever lost his memories. But I guess he was busy learning something quite questionable. Good thing he fixed his face though! Now Jian Xiuyun can’t have that irrational hatred towards him.
Thank you for the chapter.
I think Wenxiao might also remember the past life.
Thank you for the chapter!
Sus here, sus there, sus everywhere…
What the heck has Kan Wenxiao done the past few years?
Him losing his memories? It may be plausible for a year or two. But for 5 years… and then suddenly a small low level cultivator (was he previously in golden core stage?) grows by leaps and bounds and ascends to distraction stage?!?
Sure, he’s the protagonist and all the protagonists have a golden finger, but this is just too OP!
Wenxiao was definitely up to no good during this time!!!
Ofc wenxiao is sus. Memory loss my a$$ I bet the remaining 2 dollars in my account that the memory he regained was from the first life
I love how everyone here saying he is sus. But yeah, sus.
Fr they all sus except our beauty-loving Jian Xiuyun! 🩷🩷