novelraw Chapter 135 Mist-Clad Cutters
Chapter 135 Mist-Clad Cutters
Chapter 135 Mist-Clad Cutters
In 1720, the moon seemed to say, "So that's how it is. I will appear in the Western Regions in the future, but only three hundred years from now?"
The lunar soil was a cold white, and the crater stood silently. A black-robed youth sat on it, his bronze mask reflecting starlight, his eye sockets pitch black.
A sandalwood table stood out conspicuously on the desolate lunar surface. He rested his chin on one hand, listening listlessly to the calls from all over the world over the next three hundred years.
"So it's three hundred years from now. Looks like we've arrived too early—Joey Boy, I really wish I could live in the same era as you. You actually left behind such an incredible treasure."
As the boy spoke, he stood up, dusted himself off, and looked up toward the Earth.
Between the opening and closing of his eyes beneath the bronze mask, one could see the world transformed.
The towering sacred tree, hundreds of meters tall, was lush and green, blocking out the sun. It was a clear spring morning, and several children were playing under the tree. A woman was washing clothes by the stream. A barefoot boy in a black robe, his black robe draped simply like a rag, wore a strange bronze mask. This strange appearance immediately attracted the attention of the village children.
"Who are you?"
What are you doing in our village?
Who are you looking for?
"Do you want some sugar cake?"
The boy in black robes stood there, watching the children gather around.
Faced with their innocent questions, he remained silent, then suddenly exclaimed, "Whoa—!!"
The children were so frightened that they sat down abruptly and then quickly ran away.
"Ugh!"
"Run! Run!"
"Strange, such a strange person!"
After scaring all the little devils away, the boy in black robes burst into laughter. He chased after them, shouting that he would capture them all to feed his invincible cat-beast.
"Wait, what is Invincible Catmon?"
"No, I don't know, run!"
"He runs so strangely!"
"Shen Qingyou, come here."
"Why, why do you know my name?" The six or seven-year-old child, still with snot bubbles hanging from his nose, was so frightened when he heard his name called out that he ran even faster, his little legs moving as fast as they could.
The boy in black robes stopped chasing them after a short while and turned to look in a certain direction of the village.
He saw a woman holding a baby in her arms, staring at him with an icy expression.
The children also noticed the beautiful woman and ran up behind her, chattering and arguing, pointing fingers at the boy in black robes in front of her.
"Sister Xiaojue, this person is so strange!"
"Sister Xiaojue, what are we eating today?!"
Shen Qingyou ran over: "Mother, why are you carrying my little sister out—"
"younger sister?"
The black-robed youth paused for a moment upon hearing this, and without anyone noticing, he moved closer, standing on tiptoe to try and see the swaddled baby in the woman's arms.
He acted as if he knew the other person very well, asking, "So you were already pregnant again back then? What's her name?"
The woman looked at him with disgust, snorted coldly, and said, "Shen Taozi—"
"Pomelo and peach? That sounds so nice, can I have a hug?"
Shen Peijue thought for a moment, then handed the swaddled baby over, asking indirectly, "Didn't you say you'd never appear before me again? What were you doing coming down from the Moon Palace?"
"hey-hey."
"Hey, you! I'm asking you a question!"
Looking at that familiar, shameless expression, she felt a moment of disbelief. It was so similar—or rather, similar. Though she didn't want to admit it, she knew they were the same person. But, but—
She asked tentatively and cautiously, "If you just admit that you are him, I won't speak ill of you, and you won't have to stay on the Moon Palace, how about it—"
"Who cares!"
Veins bulged on Shen's forehead as he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really think I wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you?!"
"What a load of bull. You think someone from the Frost Moon Realm would dare to attack me? I could stand still and let you cut me for ten thousand years and you still wouldn't be able to move me."
"you!"
A silence fell over the room. After a long while, the young woman could no longer contain herself and yelled at him, "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly abandon your wife and children? What did you mean by 'we'll meet again in the future'? Why did you suddenly appear before me like this? I don't understand! I don't understand a thing!"
"Mother, mother————"
The little boy on the ground was somewhat frightened as he watched his mother berate the strange older boy in front of her like a shrew.
Upon hearing this, the young man in black robes said helplessly, "I'm really not him. I've already told you that you've mistaken me for someone else."
Shen Pei's expression turned icy, and the aura of the Frost Moon Realm erupted.
The boundless killing intent, as deep and imprisoned as a bottomless abyss, was like a spring breeze brushing over the ancient tree above their heads, not even managing to blow off a single leaf.
"Take off your mask, now!"
"Don't be so fierce—you're scaring the child."
However, if they did not do as the other party said, it would be really difficult to end the situation. The black-robed youth held the baby in one arm and placed the other hand on the bronze mask.
As the mask was removed, a childlike face was revealed, the face of a boy of thirteen or fourteen.
"What does it have to do with me now if my future self abandons his wife and children? I've already told you, don't take your anger out on me."
Lu Ren looked at the woman in front of him who hadn't done anything out of line, but just stood there stubbornly looking at him, her beautiful eyes silently shedding tears.
"Mother, Mother, don't cry—"
The boy standing nearby looked anxious, then swung his fist at the dark-skinned boy, yelling, "You're a bad guy! You're a bad guy!"
Young Lu Ren, hands on his hips, said smugly, "Hehe, that's me! I love eating kids the most!"
Shen Qingyou was startled and quickly hid behind her mother.
Shen Peijue wiped away her tears, still staring intently at the boy in front of her, without uttering a word.
Young Lu Ren cursed inwardly, "I've clearly transmigrated to another world, clearly gained great power, yet my future self is still involved with a woman!"
Have you forgotten your original aspiration, forgotten your goal of becoming the strongest in the world?
Reincarnated into another world is definitely about defeating the Demon King and saving the world, right? Women are nothing compared to saving the world!
"So, I'm telling you, will we meet again in the future?"
Is this a predetermined future, or is it my own selfish desire, using her words to beg my present self? Sure enough, women do affect the speed at which one draws a sword.
He looked at the person in front of him, sighed, and asked, "Do you want to meet him?"
Shen Peijue's expression hardened, and she asked, "Just tell me, what do you want me to do?!"
"Please keep something safe for me."
As Lu Ren, the young man, said this, he stretched out his arm, and a point of light flew out from his palm.
Under the beautiful woman's puzzled gaze, it slowly landed in her palm and then disappeared.
She asked, "What is this?"
"The remnant of the Tai Sui, or the firefly of the Sui, is something that can make you live a little longer."
Shen Peijue frowned slightly: "How long can he live?"
"It depends on talent."
Young Lu Ren pondered, then said, "I've probably lived for three thousand years thanks to this thing?"
"Are you really from the Yin-Shang era, three thousand years ago?"
"Right, but most of the time I'm actually asleep, only waking up for a short while at certain times."
Shen Peijue looked puzzled: "Then why don't you give it to me now?"
Young Lu Ren, in his usual chuunibyou (delusional) manner, said, "So my heroic tale has come to an end. The rest can only be left to my future self."
Shen Peijue didn't understand anything about the future or the past. All she knew was that the person in front of her was the elder who had cared for and loved her during her childhood, the older brother she admired during her teenage years, and the husband she later married.
For some unknown reason, this person suddenly disappeared one day, and when he reappeared, he had become the young man he is now, and had even become the legendary Great Celestial Venerable.
"Three hundred years."
Young Lu Ren suddenly said, "I will come back in three hundred years. Hmm—making you wait for someone for three hundred years feels like making a difficult request."
Young Lu Ren looked somewhat troubled, then said, "If you're willing to wait, then wait. If not, three hundred years can actually make your life incredibly exciting. However, after three hundred years, please return this remnant of the Tai Sui to me."
She had a bad feeling: "You're leaving again? You, you can't do this! You always do this! I'm giving this damn body back to you, I don't want it anymore!"
"It has nothing to do with the remnants of the Tai Sui. I've reached my limit after more than three thousand years. No one can live forever. I probably have three more years left, enough for me to handle the rest."
As he spoke, he floated into the air, preparing to leave this place.
When the village children saw him fly, they didn't make a big fuss, because the prettiest aunt in the village could fly and often flew around. In their minds, they would be able to fly when they grew up.
"Three years, you still have three years!"
Shen Peijue said to him, "I don't know what you're trying to do. I admit I'm less important than the world in your eyes, but are you really not willing to stay with me for three years? Are you really going to be a scoundrel who abandons his wife and children?!"
The young passerby was taken aback for a moment, then put the mask over his face and said to her, "Hehe, little Qingyou, bye-bye!"
Shen Qingyou stood there blankly, then subconsciously waved her hand, "Ah, weirdo, goodbye!"
Shen Peijue slapped her son on the head, and the little guy looked aggrieved. Then he felt his mother grab him by the back of his collar and fly up.
In fact, Shen Peijue knew that her husband had always only treated her as a younger sister, or even an adopted daughter. Did he ever love her? He certainly did, but perhaps it was never romantic love.
But she was a woman who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals, so when the other party suffered a backlash, she secretly slipped in—
She later secretly got pregnant, secretly gave birth to the child, and forced the other party to accept her fate and marry her.
Whether I love someone or not doesn't matter, as long as I love them enough!
Others say that love and affection cannot be forced, but she is someone who prefers to force things.
Young Lu Ren was surprised when the young woman picked up two children and chased after him.
Even if the person in front of her wasn't him, they were definitely connected to him in some way. Otherwise, they wouldn't have appeared in front of her several times after he disappeared. But for some reason, they had really become like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, both in appearance and personality.
But one thing is certain: this guy knows the whole truth.
"Take me with you, I want to follow you!"
"I really have something to do."
"My following along won't affect your affairs, or are you saying you won't even grant this small request?"
"Okay, okay, okay."
"Also, tell me everything about yourself."
"Invincible Catmon, let's go!"
Suddenly, a majestic, enormous black cat appeared before the village children's blank stares. The strange man, along with the village's beautiful girl and two children, rode away on the cat!
For the next three years, Shen Peijue took her two children with her and followed the boy around the world.
Each time they stopped at a certain place, she felt the boy grow weaker. In the end, the boy who had once given her the light of the sun dimmed as if he were about to go out.
The last stop was the Western Regions.
"This is the last stop. It seems like my future self is running into some trouble. I should leave something for myself."
As he said this, he repeated the work he had done tens of thousands of times before, placing a seed in the soil, only this time he took off the mask from his face.
He looked around on the eastern Tianshan Mountain, and then buried the bronze mask under a boulder in front of a rock.
After doing all that, the figure of that awe-inspiring Celestial Venerable never appeared in the world again. Shen Peijue didn't know whether the other party was dead or not; in any case, he suddenly disappeared again.
That's just how this guy is. Maybe he'll suddenly appear in front of her again next time, and then he'll act like he doesn't know anything when she asks him. She'll give him a good beating then.
Those tens of thousands of seeds he planted around the world have been quietly waiting for the promise between their owner and future generations over the past three hundred years.
In 1848, hussars on the Hungarian plains used their sabers to slash at the Shadow Demons pouring out from Transylvania.
In 1877, the Teutonic Knights of Prussia raised their swords for the last time, standing against the Black Tide outside Königsberg.
In 1941, during the first winter of the siege of Leningrad, people who had starved to death got up and dragged those who had frozen to death into their houses.
As some watched this tragic scene, they wept and sobbed as they lit incense, praying to the savior of suffering to bestow a miracle and save the world, just as they had agreed. At that moment, decades or even more than a hundred years earlier, the seed that the young savior had buried in the ground beneath their feet had taken root, sprouted, and blossomed at the appointed time.
"It's foggy! It's foggy!"
"The fog is coming, hey, it's the fog of the year, it's the fog of the year!"
"The Great Heavenly Venerable is the Great Heavenly Venerable who saves us from suffering!"
The seed he placed in the Eastern Tianshan Mountains was buried in the soil for ten years, a hundred years—more than three hundred years of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Like its predecessors buried in various parts of the world, this seed finally crossed the river of time and arrived at its destination.
The restrictions on this seed, planted three hundred years ago, have finally been worn away by the passage of time, and it suddenly takes root and sprouts at this moment.
On the noble family's immortal boat, everyone's spirits lifted!
A thick fog surged from the foot of the mountain, spreading rapidly like a living thing, and in a moment it transformed into a terrifying fog that swallowed the world!
"The year's fog has arrived!"
"The yearly mist has descended; wipe out these illusory beasts!"
"Evacuate! Evacuate first!"
"Great! It's the Great Celestial Venerable manifesting himself! That savior of suffering immortal is definitely still alive! We're saved!"
Outside the Eastern Tianshan Mountains, the professionals saw a gray fog spreading in the distance. Although they all knew what it was, most of them were witnessing the arrival of the fog for the first time.
Only Lu Ren, who was still fleeing with his companions at the foot of Dongtian Mountain, suddenly stopped.
Just now, as the mist rose, he suddenly had another memory, as if something he had forgotten in the past had been recalled.
PS: By now, you should have already guessed that Lu Ren came to this world in the past. There has only ever been one Lu Ren, and only one Lu Ren can appear in an era.
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