Chapter 843: Chapter 14: Seize the Day
This girl is not very old, about eighteen or nineteen, looking somewhat shy, yet she has developed very well, with alluring curves.
It is this somewhat contradictory situation that appears on such a captivating girl.
But the youth practicing sword did not pay any attention to the charming girl; in his eyes, there was only the sword, not affection.
"Senior brother, cultivation is endless, but our lives have an end. The ordinary life is actually not bad; Wan’er will always be by senior brother’s side."
The girl said softly, gradually approaching the sword-practicing youth.
The youth finally came back to his senses, seemingly disturbed by the girl, his mood turning a bit gloomy, showing a hint of displeasure on his face.
This hint of displeasure was instantly caught by the sensitive girl, a glimpse of pain flashed in her eyes, but she quickly hid it.
"Senior brother... Actually, the ordinary life is quite good, Wan’er doesn’t have so many pursuits. The world changes too fast, Wan’er is afraid she won’t wait for that day, so she only wants to stay by senior brother’s side at every moment."
The girl spoke softly, her attitude almost ingratiating.
She abandoned the dignity and reserve a girl should have, speaking all these words.
Yet the youth just sneered coldly, that disdainful sneer, like a sword, a ruthless sword, piercing into the girl’s heart.
The girl stared blankly for a moment, but helplessly gazed at the youth.
"Ha, hahaha, what a joke. Who are you? You Gongcheng Qingwan are an important figure in the Gongcheng Family, destined to inherit the clan leader Butterfly Dance Fairy’s Divine Tao inheritance. And I, am just a useless person, how can I be worthy of you!
Yes, even if I don’t care, what about my family? I can’t be selfish and be with you, ignoring their life and death. I want to honor my family, to make my parents proud because of me. What others can achieve, I can certainly achieve too!"
"Even if I have now become a useless person, so what?"
The youth seemed to be speaking madly, but his words contained a great sense of frustration.
Upon hearing these words, the girl’s face turned even paler, she whispered: "I like you, what does it matter what status you have, what family I have? When you’re down and out, your relatives and friends don’t care about you, but you still treat them so well. I have also sacrificed a lot for you, yet you never care, do you really... dislike me so much?"
The pain in the girl’s eyes was fully revealed, seeming to hurt as if her heart was being cut.
In the depths of the youth’s eyes, a fleeting flash of extreme protectiveness appeared, he seemed impulsive to hold the girl in his arms, yet he forcefully restrained himself.
He coldly said: "I told you, my ambition lies in the Sword Dao, not in love affairs. Go, there are more suitable talents than me in the world for you, you don’t need to degrade yourself longing for me. Besides, I’m no longer a disciple of the sect, and thus not your senior brother."
The youth clenched his teeth and said ruthlessly.
The girl’s eyes showed a look of despair, she bit her lips tightly, there were many words she ultimately didn’t utter.
But her originally bright eyes had already turned grey, as if all hope was lost.
...
This scene happened not far from Zhou Yan’s eyes.
He saw everything, saw the youth’s various worries, saw the girl’s reckless and moth-to-flame-like dedication.
Behind this, for the girl to come here, to say these words, ultimately took unimaginable sacrifices.
And the youth did not know, once the girl left this time, she probably wouldn’t have the will to live anymore.
Since living is worse than dying, she might as well die.
This was the girl’s heart, sensitive, persistent, yet confused.
Zhou Yan originally didn’t want to pay attention, the world was full of chaos, various separations, betrayals, and misunderstandings, he had seen too much, his heart already numb.
But those all hope lost eyes of the girl and the deep-rooted helplessness in the youth’s resolute gaze were like imprints he once had, making it hard for him to walk away.
So, Zhou Yan walked towards them.
"Since all hope is lost, living is worse than dying, then just die."
Zhou Yan suddenly appeared, then his eyes abruptly shot out a ray of light.
Within the light, the girl named ’Qing Wan’ shuddered violently, shattered to pieces, dying directly in front of that youth.
The youth was stunned, standing as if struck by lightning, then he near madly roared, his eyes turning red as he crazily charged towards Zhou Yan.
But Zhou Yan only pointed a finger, and the youth could no longer struggle.
No matter how crazily he tried various methods, he still couldn’t even collect the girl’s corpse, let alone execute a move for revenge.
"Since you don’t care about her, her death, what does it have to do with you?"
Zhou Yan said indifferently.
"What do you know, you devil, Qingwan is such a good girl, and you actually killed her, ahhh, I want to kill you."
The youth was utterly insane, with blood flowing from his eyes, his gaze turning completely blood-red.
"Only after losing, do you realize the value? Why didn’t you cherish her when you had her?"
Zhou Yan seemed to disregard the young man’s words, speaking as if to himself.
"I, you, you understand nothing. How could I cherish it, how could I be worthy of having it?! I was poisoned, my cultivation was regressing, and I was expelled from the sect! I have many enemies who always want my life."
"I rejected Qing Wan hoping she could be happy, you know? To love someone means to make them happy. You don’t understand, you only know slaughter. You’re a madman, you’ll die a terrible death, give me back Qing Wan."
The young man roared.
"Happy? Without being with you, she only experiences sadness, pain, sorrow, and despair. How can there be talk of happiness? Being together seems to be something you’re taking for granted."
"You..."
The young man was slightly stunned, standing there in a daze.
His eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence for the past, falling into some kind of happy memory, yet also displaying greater pain and regret.
"The realms of Sword Dao are truly numerous. Even the Lei Yan King of old, who reached the Supreme of the Sword Dao, what about it? Beyond the Supreme lies the immortal legend, the Supreme Dao of the Great Emperor.
The end of cultivation is endless, bones turn to ashes. Perhaps, when we reach the ultimate realm one day, and find no one beside us, what kind of scenery is that?
Is life long? No, life is actually just a cycle. Once you die, you have nothing. Life is short, when it’s time to be happy, you should enjoy the happiness.
Even if Heaven and Earth dry up, the universe is destroyed, even if it’s just a second of happiness, it is enough.
Life is short, learn to enjoy happiness, seek the origin of your heart."
The Tao exists in the person, the person exists in the Tao.
When a person is gone, no matter how much Tao there is, it is no longer Tao.
Some things you deem important are not as crucial as you think. In contrast, what you consider unimportant is often the most important."
Zhou Yan spoke again, then gently waved his hand, and the void slightly moved, suddenly the young man seemed to have traveled back in time to the past.
He remained standing in the cold ice, and the girl named ’Qing Wan’ had just walked over.
Everything felt like a dream, becoming unreal, as if some things happened, yet didn’t happen.
The sword in the young man’s hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Brother, let’s go home. Even if we can’t move forward, isn’t Wan’er still by Brother’s side?"
The girl came over, bright eyes and white teeth, an alluring figure, yet it made the young man suddenly burst into tears.
He suddenly discarded his sword, hugged the girl tightly, and couldn’t stop crying.
"Wan’er, in such a cold place, you still come, it’s been hard on you."
The young man sobbed.
"Brother—"
The girl was suddenly hugged, feeling both pleasantly surprised and her heart pounding, yet she felt suddenly overwhelmed with boundless happiness, feeling that all her efforts were worthwhile.
So she called out timidly, afraid she was dreaming.
"Wan’er, Brother really... really loves you, but because of Brother’s situation, I felt powerless, confused, and helpless, afraid of delaying you, afraid you’d suffer with me..."
The young man directly expressed his emotions.
He was afraid, afraid that if he didn’t speak now, he would lose the chance to speak, afraid that all the bad things would suddenly happen.
Only after losing, do you realize some things are truly that important, even if it means giving up everything to protect them well.
"Brother, Wan’er is very happy... Brother finally accepted Wan’er. With Brother, anywhere is Wan’er’s heaven."
The girl Qing Wan softly said.
The young man was deeply moved in his heart, but he no longer hid his secret, saying: "Wan’er, before, Brother actually thought I was unworthy of you, that you would suffer with me. But now, a predecessor awakened me, enlightened me about life’s journey, that all roads depend on one’s own choices and efforts.
For your sake, if I give up, it would be a coward’s act, and you would only feel sad.
Making the one you love sad is never the action of a good man..."
The young man shared his mental state and thoughts, including his earlier intention to let go of the girl, making the girl immensely moved.
In the icy cold land, with wind as sharp as knives, yet two equally cold people cuddling can warm each other, relying on each other in this frigid environment, providing their warmth to each other, driving away the cold.
Zhou Yan silently watched this scene, then withdrew the last trace of the Killing Spirit Divine Dao’s power, following the aura along which the girl came, and leaving here.
Before, while helping the girl, he sensed that behind the girl’s dedication, there was someone named ’Gongcheng Diewu’.
Perhaps, it’s just a name, a very coincidental name.
But Zhou Yan still planned to take a look, to see if this ’Gongcheng Diewu’ was that person from before.