We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 574: I Don’t Want an Ascension Realm Bought with Your Life!

“Xiao Mo... do you really...”

“...like me?”

Gui Junmeng quietly gazed at Xiao Mo, his reflection filling those faintly trembling eyes.

Hearing Gui Junmeng’s question, Xiao Mo only remained silent. From beginning to end, he did not open his mouth to answer.

“You’re always like this...”

Gui Junmeng lowered her head. Her curved, upturned lashes trembled softly, as if they had caught fine, crystalline tears that shimmered faintly in the candlelight.

“Every time you run into a question that’s hard to answer, you always go silent like this. You could lie to me, you know. If you lied to me, I would believe you...”

“And whenever you run into something difficult, you always shoulder everything alone, but you never ask what anyone else wants... even though you’re so good at considering other people’s feelings...”

“Junmeng...” Xiao Mo called her name softly, apology in his voice, but for a moment, he did not know how to explain.

“I... I’m going to refine your pills first.” Gui Junmeng’s voice was a little tight. “Lie down and rest properly. Later... I’ll come back to take care of you...”

Gui Junmeng raised a hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, picked up the medicine bowl, stood, and ran out of the room without looking back.

That slender figure ran farther and farther away, gradually vanishing into the light and shadow beyond the door.

Xiao Mo stared blankly in the direction she had gone, his heart somewhat dazed.

He did not know whether it was only his imagination.

He vaguely felt that Junmeng seemed a little angry with him.

This was probably the first time he had ever seen Junmeng angry.

“From childhood until now, I’ve only seen Junmeng cry three times.”

Just as Xiao Mo sat on the bed in a daze, Daoist Yunxi’s voice drifted softly into the room.

Xiao Mo turned his head and saw Daoist Yunxi walking in with a smile on her face.

“The first time that girl cried was when she came back from the Ludu Secret Realm. She had been injured quite badly at the time, but she didn’t care at all. She rushed over in a hurry and told me you had run into danger inside the secret realm, and that I had to go save you immediately. She was so anxious that her tears kept falling. She was worried sick.”

“The second time was when she heard the news of your death. That girl shut herself in her courtyard for a very, very long time and refused to come out no matter what. Later, when I finally saw her, her eyes were red, and the way she looked so heartbroken made even me feel my heart break for her.”

Daoist Yunxi brushed down her Daoist robes, then sat sideways at the edge of Xiao Mo’s bed. A light, faint fragrance immediately lingered at the tip of Xiao Mo’s nose, there and not there.

“And this third time is now...” She paused slightly and looked at Xiao Mo with a gentle gaze. “She has cried three times in all, and every single time was because of you. Tell me, was meeting you a blessing or a disaster for Junmeng?”

Xiao Mo shook his head and gave a bitter laugh. “I’m afraid it was a disaster as vast as the heavens.”

“Perhaps it was.” Daoist Yunxi sighed softly. “But if it were someone else, would that person treat Junmeng with such genuine sincerity? Would that person consider her at the cost of his own life?”

Daoist Yunxi looked straight into Xiao Mo’s eyes, as if she meant to see through everything about him.

“Xiao Mo... there is one thing I would like to ask you.”

“Please ask, Daoist Yunxi,” Xiao Mo said.

“You...” Daoist Yunxi’s cherry lips parted slightly. “Have you truly forgotten all your memories from your previous life?”

Hearing Daoist Yunxi’s question, Xiao Mo’s expression froze.

Although he did not answer, his expression had already given the answer.

“There’s no need to look at me in such surprise.”

Daoist Yunxi’s tone was calm and gentle.

“Your master and I actually met several times.”

“After the incident at Sikong Temple, I went to those ruins to see what had happened. In the end, I encountered a wisp of divine sense your master left behind at Sikong Temple.”

“Your master had calculated that I would come. Within that wisp of divine sense was your master’s final message. He told me you possessed memories of your previous life and also entrusted me to advise you not to do such foolish things again in the future.”

“But in my heart, I understood it clearly—once you have made up your mind to do something, I fear I cannot persuade you. I’m afraid your master knew that as well.”

Daoist Yunxi slowly took out Great Dream of Yellow Millet from within her robes and held it in her palm.

“Do you know how Master Yuankong realized you had not forgotten your previous life?”

“Master was always profound and mysterious. Actually, I knew Master must have guessed something about me, but I didn’t expect him to know everything.” Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head. “During my time at Sikong Temple, I should have hidden it extremely well. Besides, I don’t possess a body that knows the ancient past. I couldn’t have been born knowing.”

“You did hide it very well.”

Yunxi smiled and slowly said,

“But in this world, it is not only those with an ancient-knowing sacred constitution who can be born knowing. Some ordinary cultivators, and even ordinary people, can also remember the events of their previous lives after reincarnation.”

“The difference between the two is that as long as the soul does not perish, a person with an ancient-knowing sacred constitution will forever remember everything that happened before. Other people, however, can only remember the previous life. After dying again in this life, they may once more forget everything completely.”

“The dual-practice method recorded in the latter section of Great Dream of Yellow Millet is indeed quite good, and you wanted to improve it, or perhaps create a new spell art. So while you were at Sikong Temple, you began reading secret Buddhist texts on dual practice and harvesting and supplementing from a young age, and you also read many books on alchemy.”

“But when you read those secret Buddhist texts, it was clearly not to satisfy selfish desire. It was precisely because of this that Master Yuankong gradually became suspicious.”

“He simply never exposed it.”

“Some days ago, when Senior Gui Ning and I were treating your injuries, we discovered that there was a dao pill inside your body, one that had condensed all your resonance of the Way. And upon that dao pill, the entire scripture text of Great Dream of Yellow Millet had been carved.”

“Only then did I realize what you had been doing.”

“If I have not guessed wrongly, ever since you stepped onto the path of cultivation in this life, you have been trying to use yourself as a pill furnace, refining this dao pill day and night.”

“On the day of the wedding, you knew long ago that Jingci would come, and you had already predicted that she would strike at you. As long as Jingci personally killed the person she loved, then from then on, she would have no further obstacle to entering the Ascension Realm.”

“And when you were on the verge of death, the first thing you did was use the long river of yin and yang to protect the dao pill inside you while making it constantly release resonance of the Way.”

“You wanted us to discover that dao pill from your corpse. You intended for Junmeng to consume it. In that way, the dao pill bearing your Great Dao would merge with Junmeng, and the Great Dream of Yellow Millet on the dao pill would also nourish Junmeng’s body. Even if Junmeng did not continue dual practice with you afterward, it would not be impossible for her to enter the Ascension Realm.”

“Am I right?”

“That is indeed the case...” Xiao Mo smiled faintly, and there was a touch of calm acceptance in that smile. “If I had died this time, perhaps that would have been the best result.”

“Ah...” Daoist Yunxi let out a heavy sigh, her gaze falling weightily on Xiao Mo’s face. “But Xiao Mo, even if you really had died, what of it? Have you ever thought about this—even then, Junmeng still might not have swallowed that dao pill?”

“...” Xiao Mo lowered his head and said nothing.

“Do you know what Junmeng felt after learning about that dao pill inside you?” Daoist Yunxi looked out the window, heartache in her gaze. “At the time, Junmeng was sitting right here. She just sat dazedly beside your bed like that, staring at you without blinking, not moving at all...”

“Even I could feel that if we hadn’t managed to save you, Junmeng probably would have...” Speaking to this point, Daoist Yunxi shook her head and did not continue.

But Xiao Mo already knew what Daoist Yunxi had meant to say.

“I’ve said everything I should say. I still need to make a trip to the Human Alliance. I’ll be away for roughly half a year. Xiao Mo, take good care of your injuries.” After saying this, Daoist Yunxi stood and slowly walked out of the room.

“Xiao Mo, you’re always like this...”

After Daoist Yunxi left, Xiao Mo sat alone in the room, and the words Junmeng had said at the time echoed ceaselessly through his mind.

“I know...” Xiao Mo looked out the window and murmured softly to himself. “But Daoist Yunxi... how much time do the two of them have left...?”

...

Before he knew it, one month had quietly passed.

During this month, Liu Shui had been taking careful care of Xiao Mo’s daily needs.

Because Daoist Yunxi was away, Gui Junmeng had the highest attainments in alchemy at Seeking Immortality Temple, so she often had to stay in the alchemy hall to refine healing pills for Xiao Mo.

But apart from refining pills, Gui Junmeng would also often brew medicine for Xiao Mo and wipe down his body.

Only, ever since Gui Junmeng had run off somewhat angrily that time, Xiao Mo faintly felt that Junmeng seemed to be avoiding him a little.

Every time he opened his mouth and wanted to say something to her, Junmeng would blush and hurry out, as if afraid to hear even a single word from Xiao Mo.

If she truly could not avoid him, Junmeng would simply cover her ears and cut off her hearing, leaving only a pair of lovely fox eyes blinking at Xiao Mo, as if saying, “I won’t listen, I won’t listen.”

Only after Xiao Mo stopped speaking would she be willing to lower her small hands.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Mo felt rather helpless and did not know what to do.

Soon, another month passed.

The great war between the humans and the demon race gradually became less intense than before. The Demon Alliance’s offensive had clearly slowed.

According to the intelligence the Human Alliance had gathered, it seemed to be because Tushan was arranging some kind of grand formation.

As for what the grand formation would be used for, there was no definite news.

What could be confirmed was that Tushan had poured a massive quantity of spirit stones and rare cultivation treasures into it. It could be said that they were using the full strength of all Tushan to build it.

Four months had already passed since Xiao Mo awakened.

Xiao Mo could now get out of bed and move around a little.

But he was still far from being able to go to the front line.

For his injuries to heal completely, it would likely still take five or six years.

On this day, Gui Junmeng finished decocting the medicine and walked into Xiao Mo’s room as usual.

Under her gaze, Xiao Mo drank that bowl of bitter medicine in one breath.

Gui Junmeng picked up the medicine bowl and turned to leave.

But today, Xiao Mo did not want to let her slip away again.

“Junmeng, there are some things I feel I still need to say to you.” Xiao Mo reached out and gently held Gui Junmeng’s wrist, his tone mild yet firm.

“I... I still have some things to do. I have... I have to go first... Later... let’s talk later...” Gui Junmeng’s tone carried nervousness and unease, as if she wished she could leave Xiao Mo’s room immediately.

Gui Junmeng pulled hard, wanting to break free from Xiao Mo’s hand.

But in the next moment, Xiao Mo held her even more tightly, showing no intention of letting go.

“It’s all right. It’s only a few words. I’ll finish very quickly and won’t delay you for too long,” Xiao Mo said softly.

“Can I... can I not listen...” Gui Junmeng lowered her head. Those faintly wavering fox eyes carried a plea and a pitifulness that made one’s heart break.

“I feel... you still need to listen.” Xiao Mo’s tone allowed no argument.

With a slight exertion of strength, he pulled Gui Junmeng over to sit beside him.

But at this moment, Gui Junmeng had already sealed off her hearing with spiritual power. She did not want to hear any sound.

Xiao Mo and Junmeng had practiced dual practice for so long, and their wedding lacked only the final step. Their Great Daos had nearly merged into one. Naturally, he could clearly sense that Junmeng had blocked her hearing.

“If you refuse to listen, then I won’t let you leave today.” Xiao Mo smiled, picked up brush and paper, and wrote those words down.

Gui Junmeng looked at the sentence Xiao Mo had written. Her thin lips pressed together softly, as if she were sulking, and she lowered her head even farther. Yet she still stubbornly sealed off her hearing.

The room fell into silence, so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of their breathing.

Xiao Mo was in no hurry either. He merely watched Gui Junmeng quietly, watching her deeply conflicted appearance and those long lashes fluttering like butterflies.

This was the first time he had seen Junmeng be so persistent.

But in his heart, he knew some words had to be made clear in the end.

After the two of them remained in a stalemate for two hours, Gui Junmeng finally moved.

She clenched her small hands tightly. The leaping candlelight in the room was reflected in her fox eyes, as if she had made up her mind about something. Then she gently tapped the back of Xiao Mo’s hand, as softly as knocking on a door.

Seeing Gui Junmeng compromise, Xiao Mo also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

“Junmeng, do you still remember those questions you asked me the day I first woke up?” Xiao Mo organized his words in his heart and slowly began.

Hearing Xiao Mo mention what had happened before, Gui Junmeng’s delicate body trembled slightly, and she instinctively wanted to seal her hearing apertures again.

But in the end, she restrained herself.

“Indeed, just as you said, on the night of the wedding, I never intended to walk out of that wedding alive from the very beginning.”

Xiao Mo’s tone was calm and candid.

“As long as Jingci killed me, she would be able to enter the Ascension Realm afterward without any burdens on her heart. And if you swallowed the dao pill I condensed, you would also have great hope of ascending to the Great Dao in the future. To me, this was already an ending that satisfied both sides.”

“But Xiao Mo...”

Gui Junmeng raised her head and interrupted Xiao Mo.

Her small hands clutched her sleeves tightly, her knuckles turning white.

“Putting aside what Jingci would think, did you ever consider me?”

“I don’t want an Ascension Realm bought with your life!”