It snowed heavily for several days before it finally stopped.
The cold air seemed to escape with the melting snow, and it was chilly everywhere.
Different from the outside, the charcoal inside the bedroom was burning intensely, making people feel like they were in a different world inside.
Jian Xiuyun sat beside the bed, holding a bottle of wine that had just been warmed.
He poured himself a glass but didn’t drink it immediately.
He just stared into the distance, his dark eyes reflecting the fire.
He had been trapped here by Kan Wenxiao for several days, but he hadn’t seen him again. He could not go out, let alone inquire about information.
How was Lin Liaoting doing now? Where was Xue Rongxiang taken by Kan Wenxiao? What was happening now? He had no idea.
Thinking of this, Jian Xiuyun became irritable again, lowered his head, and gulped down the entire glass of wine.
He had been locked in the palace for the past few days. Although he could not get out, his mind had never calmed down.
As soon as he closed his eyes, all the events from the past few days would appear before his eyes one by one, making him uneasy.
Everyone had their own pain and reasons, and no one could reconcile or forgive.
What about him? Which side should he take?
There was a shattering sound. When the palace attendants outside heard the sound, they immediately lifted the curtain and walked in. Seeing the broken wine bottle on the ground, they first asked after him, “Jian Xianjun, are you injured?”
“No.” Jian Xiuyun replied calmly. As he spoke, he quietly stuffed more of the glass shards into his sleeves.
The palace attendants breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and then started cleaning.
The room quickly fell silent again.
Time flew, and ten days had passed.
It was dark that day, and not long after Jian Xiuyun fell asleep, he felt that there seemed to be a gaze focused on him.
He opened his eyes and sat up, and noticed Kan Wenxiao standing nearby, looking at him quietly with complicated eyes and a sad aura exuding from his body.
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Kan Wenxiao didn’t answer, only raising his hand to hook his sleeves. He looked up at him, softened his voice, and a hint of vulnerability was exposed.
“Shizun, are you still angry with me?”
Jian Xiuyun turned his head away and said coldly, “I don’t dare.”
The next second, he was suddenly hugged into his arms.
Kan Wenxiao seemed to have been outside for a long time, and his body was still cold, but his heartbeat felt warm and strong.
Jian Xiuyun’s cheeks were slightly red, and he reached out to push him away. But the arms around him were firm, and he had no spiritual power. This struggle was like scratching an itch, and it had no impact at all.
Jian Xiuyun gritted his teeth in anger and cursed, “Why are you such a lunatic?!”
Kan Wenxiao didn’t say a word, but tightened his embrace, burying his head in his shoulder as if to absorb the warmth.
Jian Xiuyun noticed something was wrong, and softened his tone, “What is up with you today?”
“Nothing.” Kan Wenxiao’s voice was muffled and slightly moist.
Jian Xiuyun was at a loss for a moment, so he simply gave up struggling and let him hold him.
After a long time, Kan Wenxiao raised his head again and suddenly asked, “Shizun, what is the character you chose for me?”
Jian Xiuyun was stunned. He didn’t expect him to suddenly ask this. His palms tightened and he averted his gaze, “I didn’t choose any.”
Kan Wenxiao obviously didn’t believe him. He straightened his shoulders and forced him to look at him, his voice trembling slightly, “Shizun, tell me, okay?”
Jian Xiuyun looked at him and felt his heart suffocate. He felt relaxed for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and replied coldly, “I didn’t choose any.”
Kan Wenxiao fell silent and looked at him quietly. As if something had broken, the light in his eyes dimmed.
“Hahahahahaha…”
Kan Wenxiao let go of his shoulders and suddenly began laughing as he stood up.
This was not the first time Jian Xiuyun saw him laugh, but this time it was piercing and aggrieved, which invoked a sense of fear.
Kan Wenxiao raised his hands to cover his eyes, as if to hide something, but his voice became colder.
“Shizun, you hate me so much? You don’t even want to give me a courtesy name.” Kan Wenxiao said, lowering his arm.
His eyes gradually became colder and his gaze hardened. When he spoke, his voice was full of confusion, “But, what did I do wrong?”
As he spoke, he took a step forward, grabbed Jian Xiuyun’s collar, and pulled him in front of him. His eyes turned red and his voice had a hint of anger.
“Tell me, what did I do wrong? They didn’t even investigate back then, but they convicted the Fusang Clan on the basis of just one woman. They killed people and massacred the city. Can’t I even take revenge? They wiped out almost all of Fusang Clan. How many people have I killed? Is it one-tenth of what it was back then? Shizun, you said that Lin Liaoting was pampered, but did you know that I was loved by my parents and was proud of my nature? Am I born to be despicable? Do I deserve to be bullied by him but not retaliate? The revenge I am taking today is not even as bad as what I suffered back then, so what do you think I did wrong?”
Jian Xiuyun was caught off guard by his sudden outburst, and the rage only served to frighten him. He didn’t know what to say.
Kan Wenxiao also knew that he had lost his composure, so he took a deep breath, loosened his hold, and stood up. Although, his eyes were still somewhat wild and hostile.
“Shizun, what do you think is the difference between the cultivation world and the mortal world? A dog who appears as a person, but the blood flowing in his veins is extremely filthy. He confuses right and wrong, kills and loots money, and is absolutely filthy. These people who actually deserve to be punished are what you call Immortal Lords?”
“The pen is always in the hand of the winner. They say Fusang is guilty, so Fusang is guilty. I’ll change my title to Immortal Lord and no one would dare to call me Evil Lord anymore, is this the so-called right and wrong? Is this justice? But the weak prey on the strong. Even though the blood on your own mouth has not been wiped clean, you still insist on blabbering nonsense about compassion and kindness. It’s hypocritical and disgusting!”
Jian Xiuyun looked at Kan Wenxiao’s eyes and felt frightened. He wanted him to calm down, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he dodged him.
Kan Wenxiao looked at him and took a step back, with disappointment in his eyes, “Why? No matter whether I am good or evil, right or wrong, you have never chosen me.”
Jian Xiuyun looked at the disappointment in his eyes, and for some reason, felt a little flustered and at a loss.
He quickly retorted, “No.”
Kan Wenxiao sneered, leaned in front of him, and asked, “Then if I kill Lin Liaoting, will you forgive me?”
Hearing this, Jian Xiuyun subconsciously reached out and grabbed his arm, staring into his eyes, and said, “You can’t do that.”
Kan Wenxiao raised his hand, and unclasped his fingers one by one, “Why do you think I can’t do it? Shizun, I have never been a kind person.”
After Kan Wenxiao finished speaking, he shook off his hand and walked out.
Jian Xiuyun was afraid that he would actually kill Lin Liaoting impulsively, so he stood up and wrapped his arms around him from behind, saying, “Don’t go! Wenxiao, please calm down!”
Kan Wenxiao’s body paused.
After a long time, he slowly turned around and suddenly asked, “Shizun, what are the characters you chose for me? I won’t kill him if you say so.”
Jian Xiuyun’s lips almost bled from his bite, but he finally said, “Qi Cai.”
When Kan Wenxiao heard this, there was no joy on his face after learning that, and his eyes became calmer little by little, like a deep winter night.
“It sounds good.” He replied, his tone carrying a hint of harshness.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out without looking back.
It was dark outside and everything was silent.
Kan Wenxiao stood under the eaves, looking at the rotating stars in the abysmal and eternal sky.
He unified the cultivation world, avenged the Fusang Clan, and became the Immortal Lord feared by everyone. He trapped the people he liked by his side like he owned them.
He seemed to have everything, yet he seemed to have nothing.
It seemed that had always been the case.
He once had loving parents, supreme wealth and dignity, but all of them disappeared overnight.
After that, no one loved him anymore, and he became a lonely soul wandering in the world.
Later, he met Yu Huaien who rescued him from the Void Mirror, called him Your Highness, and worked for him. Fearing that his identity would be exposed at the risk of ruining his own voice, he knelt in front of him and said to him, “Your Highness, from now on I will be backing you up from the dark.” As he said, he stayed in the dark for many years.
He accompanied him all the way, but asked to leave after the cultivation world was unified.
He said that he missed the Fusang Clan and wanted to go back.
Where were the Fusang Clan members? Where could he return?
Kan Wenxiao didn’t ask, just sent him away silently, looking at his back, thinking that at least he still had his master by his side.
He thought he had his master’s love and sincerity, but then he realized that his love had been given to too many people, and he was not an exception.
He had been walking on this earth for more than twenty years and still had nothing.
Thank you for the chapter !
Can someone explain the characters meaning of his courtesy name ? 🙏
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其, its (pinyin: qí, jī) is a general standard first-level Chinese character (commonly used character) in Chinese
偲 , a third-level Chinese character, pronounced as (cāi or sī), 偲 (cāi) means talented.
Took this from baidu
Thank you ! 🙏
Thanks for the chapter, KWX there are a messy world and effectively each one have their own reasons, what would do JX?
Wenxiao is bit greedy? Asking for ALL his master’s love? I do understand he’s lonely.. but as a third person JX has nothing to do with that…
But now JX developed some feelings towards wenxiao? Seems like that!
Original fear and current sympathy transformed to something else!and JX is teacher so he loved ALL of his disciples. It’s normal.