“Young masters, you must eat something, how can you bear being like this?” The steward Uncle Chen looked anxious, and couldn’t help persuading the two person dressed in blue and white respectively at the door. The two of them would stand here for as long as they could as long as the individuals inside the room were locked up. How could it go on like this?
This blue and white were Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang. They were almost old, and their faces had wrinkles. They do not appear as youthful as Marquis Yin and Tianzun. Zhan Zhao even has more than Bai Yutang, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes are a little deep, but he was not old-looking. Their edges and corners are no longer green and ignorant. Decades have given them more steady brilliance, as implicit and restrained as jade.
Bai Yutang listened and turned to look at Zhan Zhao beside him, “If you are thirsty, go drink some water.”
Zhan Zhao shook his head with a comforting smile, “I’m fine, it’s okay to wait for another three days. It’s just that Grandpa and Master are inside. I’m very worried.” After speaking, he stared at the closed door, his eyes full of anxiety .
Bai Yutang took Zhan Zhao’s hand and squeezed lightly, “Don’t worry too much, Grandpa will take care of himself and…Master.”
When Uncle Chen heard them mentioning Tianzun, his voice became choked up, “How can the Master take things too hard and just let go? Now there is no one to serve. Where can the Master eat well and dress in warm clothes?”
After speaking, the individuals became silent. Then Bai Yutang suddenly said, “Ah Chen, you go down, don’t come until we call you.” Knowing that he had provoked the Young Master’s sadness, Uncle Chen sighed, replied in a low voice, and then stepped back.
Zhan Zhao gazed at Bai Yutang beside him, who had a blank expression on his face and no other features, however the edges of his lips were constantly pursed, indicating that this was not the case. Zhan Zhao clutched his palm, seemingly agitated, and tightened his grip once more.
A few days ago, when he received a letter saying that Tianzun had passed away, Bai Yutang didn’t even bat an eye, and just stared at him in daze. Until he rushed to Tianshan with him in a panic, he stood at the door and stood there without sleep until now. Zhan Zhao knew that there was nothing else he could do but to stay with him at all times. When Bai Yutang was at his most vulnerable, he had to stand by his side without hesitation and hold him.
This individual, regardless of how old he was, was still the same. He was described as cold-hearted by everyone in the world, and nothing can ever enter his sight. Everybody shook their heads and exclaimed when they got married, “Zhan Zhao, why would you choose to be married to an ice cube?”. He should die by himself.
This person’s heart was not made of ice and snow. In fact, he is the most affectionate and most promiscuous person.
Bai Yutang didn’t shed a tear or cause any disturbance after Tianzun died, and his countenance remained unchanged. Zhan Zhao gave a bitter smile. What could possibly compel a man such as this to weep or lose his cool? If he can make his master come back to life, he will do it. It’s just that Bai Yutang is Bai Yutang, and he’s so clever that people are scared of him.
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He remembered that after he and Zhan Zhao married, the Master became very drunk and did not return to Tianyunju manor overnight, and was only discovered by the servants in the early morning. When Zhan Zhao and him returned to Tianmo Palace, Master stood on the peak of the mountain and watched them depart until Marquis Yin remarked that he was useless, at which point he flung his sleeves and stormed off angrily. Even half a month ago, Master unexpectedly called to invite him to enjoy the snow. Looking at the Master, who was encased in white in front of the cliff, it felt as though he was about to disappear with the heavy snow.
From what he can remember up to now, the Master had always been alone.
Wulin’s Tianzun was like a rumor that was continuously being passed around. He was constantly respected and spoken about, but no one ever considered him because of what he is. Everyone would talk about him, his seniority, and his prestige as a saint, but they were unaware that even a saint can still be hurt. No one cares since he’s the martial arts’ Tianzun, since he’s famous outside, since he’s a myth, and a story given to a small child before he falls asleep one night.
Bai Yutang had long suspected that the Master would refuse to be alone one day. He was uneasy and disturbed at first, but later felt fortunate. Zhan Zhao, a person who could make him feel both warm and pained, was still in his life. He will not live like the Master, living until he no longer wishes to live.
The two stood quietly outside the door when a gust of wind suddenly blew up and the door opened from the inside. When the pair entered the room, they discovered Tianzun lying on the bed and Marquis Yin seated next to him, appearing a little haggard. Seeing the two of them stunned at the door, Marquis Yin smiled lightly, “You are nearly a hundred years old yet you are nonetheless stupidly standing by the door. You really think you are still young!”
Zhan Zhao looked at his grandfather with pantothenic acid in his eyes, “Grandpa, don’t scare me and Yutang. You don’t go out and don’t eat or drink for a few days. Even a two hundred year old person will be troubled!”
Marquis Yin couldn’t help but feel warm when he saw his family’s young cat (kitten), but when he saw Bai Yutang staring at Tianzun, he suddenly felt a sharp ache in his heart. “Yutang, come here, grandpa has something to say to you,” he beckoned.
Bai Yutang approached and stared at the lying Tianzun for a long time before turning to face Marquis Yin. Marquis Yin pulled the corner of his mouth, “Child, in the future, my family’s kitten will be up to you. I hope you will accompany him and treat him well.”
Looking at Marquis Yin’s instantly aged eyes, Bai Yutang nodded earnestly, “I know Grandpa, rest assured.”
Marquis Yin smiled fondly, sighed, and gazed at his two grandchildren, who appeared to be older than him. “I should take the old ghost away,” Marquis Yin said, picking Tianzun up from the bed without saying anything further.
Zhan Zhao’s expression changed dramatically as quickly as the words were said. He was all too familiar with his grandfather’s personality. He was prepared to never let them find him again after he stated this. “Grandpa, what do you mean? I won’t let you go out,” Zhan Zhao said, blocking the entrance and folding his arms.
“Silly boy,” Marquis Yin’s eyes softened when he walked in front of Zhan Zhao, “How can you stop Grandpa.” But he was merciless, directly shook Zhan Zhao and walked out the door.
“Grandpa, don’t go! Don’t you want us anymore!” Zhan Zhao yelled angrily at Marquis Yin after being picked up by Bai Yutang. Marquis Yin was in fact hurting himself because of this. Zhan Zhao was well aware that forcing him to stay was impossible, yet he was adamant.
Marquis Yin’s back paused, he tightened his shoulders and seemed to hold Tianzun deeper, “Your master and I have long gone missed the chance, you shouldn’t stop us now. I have to accompany him, do you understand?”
He proceeded to go forward after speaking, but stopped just after taking two steps. Marquis Yin turned around and diverted the conversation to something else.”Yutang, what would you do if grandfather lost kitten one day?”
Bai Yutang was taken aback, looked at Zhan Zhao behind him, and thought for a while, “It doesn’t matter, I can find him again.”
Marquis Yin listened, looked up to the sky and laughed, “Okay, then I’m relieved.” After that, he got up and flew away regardless of the two behind him.
Marquis Yin flew to the cliff’s edge, holding Tianzun. Marquis Yin felt he had been separated from Tianzun for far too long as he gazed at the large tree which Tianzun often leaned against while drinking. Even the slender tree back then that Tianzun had reclined against had now grown so old. Marquis Yin softly placed Tianzun against the backside of the tree, stared at him for a moment, and then gently traced the contour of his face with his palm, slowly and tenderly.
Locked in the room for the past few days, he had been staring at this person like this, and was thinking back to their two hundred years. He was reminiscing about their first meeting, their conversation, and their disagreement, but the more he pondered the events of their relationship, the more he realized he couldn’t recall them. He’d been with him for many years while simultaneously forgetting about him.
He simply remembered that the young man of black locks and black eyes he first encountered was not called Tianzun, nor was he also known as Marquis Yin at the time. The man with the dazzling brows and sparkling eyes went to the booth where he met him for the first time and took his purse without saying anything. “My name is Tian Wei,” he smugly said, chuckling as he tossed the silver into his empty pouch. “I’ll borrow it first and return it to you afterwards.”
It was only until he followed up that he discovered that this man had paid Deputy Zhang Xu using his own money for a counterfeit. That was his impression of him at that time. He just thought this person was incredibly cool and attractive. After that, they began taunting and throwing each other for centuries, never getting tired of it.
It’s just that Tian Wei, who had been a haughty young man whom had disappeared and hadn’t seen in a long time, appeared one day, with his white hair, silver eyes, and frosty face. Despite that, he still continues to purchase Wang Xizhi’s calligraphy and paintings, as well as Qin Shihuang’s washing and grinding equipment and the Western Zhou Dynasty’s bronze furnace. However, he no longer spends his own money. He’ll act coquettish to his young apprentice, shouting for him to buy this and that.
His cloud-patterned money purse was usually full of silver, yet no one ever spends it. The many years that he had saved up, was the many years that he had been idle. Till the purse got worn out one day, and never got another chance to use it again.
From beginning to end, Marquis Yin was a famous young man. He married a wife, had children, helped Wulin and teased his grandson. As the frantic pace of life continues, Tianzun focused solely on martial arts, Yutang, and himself. These days, when thinking of this, his heart feels tight. While touching the cloud patterned pendant, he could only imagine whether this individual was likewise in a place he hadn’t seen before.
Marquis Yin simply stared at it, sighed deeply, and slowly placed his forehead on Tianzun’s. Despite the fact that this man had been dead for several days, he’d been encasing him in cold air, preserving his lifelike aspect, which was as transparent and cold as exquisite porcelain. After a while, he slowly moved away from Tianzun with a smile on his face. “You old ghost, you wouldn’t tell me anything. How can I know?”
He pressed the jade pendant from his hand into Tianzun’s palm with one hand, then clenched it fiercely. Marquis Yin then carried Tianzun and walked to the cliff’s edge. “Ah Wei,” Marquis Yin leaned into Tianzun’s ear with a gentleness never seen before, “How long has it been since I called you that. Don’t think that if you don’t tell me, I won’t know.”
Then he looked up again, peering at the layer of clouds then Marquis Yin leaped and disappeared into the mists.
Ah Wei, walk slowly and wait for me.
Translator’s Note
Tianzun-Heavenly master
Tianyunju- house of clouds in the sky
Take things too hard – Can’t think about it, pronounced xiǎng bù kāi, a Chinese word, meaning can’t let go of troubles and unsatisfactory things or take the unsatisfactory and troubled things in your heart very seriously and can’t let go.
Wǔ lín – martial arts (social) circles
Wang Xizhi courtesy name Yishao, was born in Linyi, Langya. A minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, a calligrapher, known as “Sage of Calligraphy”
Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng. An outstanding statesman, strategist, and reformer in ancient China , the first political figure who completed the unification of China, and the first Chinese monarch to be called the Emperor.
Atmosphere getting denser and denser~
Thank You for the new chapter ( ∩ˇωˇ∩)♡
Wait our mc have a wife and child?
No, the ml have, from what I understood in this chapter is that ml thought mc wasn’t interested in him cus he only focused on martial arts and his student, so in the end the ml married had a son(or was it daughter?) and grandson, and this grandson got together with mc’s student, but it seems that mc had feelings for ml all this time but didn’t tell him, it’s kinda sad how they missed each other in this life.
Oh then why is Zhan Zhao calling Marquis Yin “grandpa”? I’m so confused
Because Zhan Zhao is Marquis Yin’s (the ml) grandson, while Bai Yutang is Tianzun’s (the mc) apprentice.
MC then should have married and have children, after all, it’s from Marquis Yin perspective
I think it’s like this:
Marquis Yin (MC #1) had a wife and a child, who then had grandson Zhao Zhao.
Tianzun (MC #2 – since we also see from his pov later) has an apprentice Bai Yutang. Bai Yutang also calls Marquis Yin “Grandpa” since he is married to Zhao Zhao.
You’re right