We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? - Chapter 267: Can You Find Me in the Sea of Flowers?

Twenty zhang away from the spiritual spring of Karma Blood Peak.

Xiao Mo stood behind a tree, his posture as upright as the parasol tree beside him.

He raised his head, gazing through the gaps in the leaves at the azure blue sky.

Due to the great battle, there was not a single cloud above Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

The tinkling sound of spring water drifted leisurely from behind him. Together with the chirping of insects in the mountain forest, it created an even greater sense of tranquility.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the sound of fallen leaves being crushed came from behind Xiao Mo.

Turning around, Xue Kui stood before him.

After bathing in the spiritual spring, she had changed into a clean red dress. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, slightly damp with spring water.

Though her complexion remained pale, she still emanated an unrestrained, bewitching aura.

It seemed this woman was always so proud, no matter the circumstances.

“What? Why do you keep staring at me, boy? Have you finally realized I’m quite beautiful?” Seeing Xiao Mo’s gaze fixed on her, the corners of Xue Kui’s mouth curved slightly.

“Just so-so,” Xiao Mo said, his expression unchanged.

He watched Xue Kui not because of her appearance, but because of her increasingly weak life fire, as if it would extinguish at any moment.

“Where to?” Xiao Mo asked.

Xue Kui had said she wanted to go out for a walk, so Xiao Mo naturally accompanied her. However, before walking, Xue Kui had gone to bathe in the spiritual spring and then changed her clothes.

Xiao Mo had waited at a distance of twenty zhang.

“I don’t know either, let’s just wander around,” Xue Kui said, her hands clasped behind her back. Her long legs beneath her dress skirt stepped forward. A breeze blew past, and the dress clung to the woman’s legs, revealing their nearly perfect shape. Her small feet in cloud-patterned embroidered shoes were restless, kicking at pebbles in the forest one after another.

This three-thousand-year-old woman now resembled a little girl on a spring outing.

Xiao Mo said nothing more, simply walking beside her.

Red dress and black robe, clearly opposing colors, yet walking together, they seemed somehow harmonious.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xue Kui arrived at Ten Thousand Demon Town within Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

Though Ten Thousand Dao Sect had undergone tremendous upheaval, with the sect master gone in a single day, and the sect’s Immortal realm and Jade Simplicity realm top combat forces either dead or fled, leaving only thirty percent of the original number, Ten Thousand Demon Town remained quite lively.

After all, in the hearts of most cultivators, they only cared about themselves. What did the matters of the upper echelons have to do with them?

If the sky fell, there were still the sect’s elders to hold it up.

Even if Ten Thousand Dao Sect was gone, so be it. At worst, they would simply go to another sect. However, throughout Ten Thousand Demon Town, the events of this morning had already become the talk of all cultivators.

Whether at roadside wine shops, in houses of pleasure with singing girls, teahouses, or restaurants, every cultivator was discussing it.

And when Xiao Mo and Xue Kui walked along the town streets, many cultivators immediately noticed them.

These cultivators all froze, then stopped in their tracks, staring at the two. Like a chain reaction, more and more cultivators noticed Xiao Mo and Xue Kui.

They instinctively cleared a path, not daring to approach them, their expressions filled with tension but Xiao Mo and Xue Kui paid no attention to any of this.

“Lady Fang, one pot of Sanglu wine,” Xue Kui called out to the wine shop proprietress as they reached a wine shop.

“Oh, Xue Kui, how’s your body? Are you alright? I heard you suffered quite serious injuries,” the plump wine shop proprietress in her apron asked with concern.

“Not bad, nothing serious,” Xue Kui said with a smile. “Aren’t I feeling a bit better, so I wanted to drink some wine you brewed, Lady?”

With those words, Xue Kui untied the vermillion wine gourd from her waist. The wine gourd was printed with a blood kui flower.

Xue Kui tossed the wine gourd to the proprietress, “The usual, fill it up.”

“Right away! I brewed a jar of Sanglu wine the other day that’s delicious. I’ve been saving it for you all this time,” Lady Fang caught the wine gourd, unsealed the innermost jar of wine, and filled it for Xue Kui.

“Thank you, Lady,” Xue Kui caught the wine gourd and nudged Xiao Mo with her elbow. “What are you standing there for? Pay up.”

Xiao Mo handed over ten low-grade spirit stones.

By the time Xiao Mo paid, Xue Kui had already bid farewell to the proprietress and walked away, drinking wine as she went.

Xiao Mo shook his head and could only follow.

Lady Fang watched the master and disciple’s departing backs, involuntarily clenching the spirit stones in her hand, the worry in her eyes no longer suppressible…

After leaving Ten Thousand Demon Town, Xiao Mo followed Xue Kui to a mountain peak.

This mountain peak did not belong to anyone within the sect. It was merely an ordinary barren mountain. However, as Xiao Mo walked deeper inside, a tombstone appeared before him.

Carved on the stone tablet were the words: [Tomb of Zhou Rushi, Tenth Peak Master of Karma Blood Peak]

Xue Kui walked before the tombstone, opened the wine gourd, and clear wine slowly poured from the gourd’s mouth, drawing a straight line from left to right before the tombstone.

“This place is my master’s, your grand master’s, grave,” Xue Kui said, closing the wine gourd and staring directly at the tombstone.

“When I was three years old, still in a daze, your grand master brought me up the mountain. She taught me cultivation techniques and raised me. To me, she was not only my master but also like my mother. But as a child, I didn’t like her. I thought she was too nagging.”

As she spoke, the corners of Xue Kui’s mouth curved slightly, and a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, “Your grand master was very strict with me, and your master here was quite rebellious as a child. Especially after I learned of my own talent, I became even more rebellious. So your grand master often beat me. When she beat me, I would resist. When I couldn’t resist, I’d get beaten again. But I refused to submit, so I’d resist again.”

“In fact, your master’s thought at the time was that when I grew up and my realm surpassed that stinky woman’s, I’d hang her up and beat her! Since she beat me every day, this old woman would make her taste what it’s like to be beaten, beat her big butt until it bloomed, that kind!”

“So filial,” Xiao Mo instinctively remarked, but thinking about it carefully, this was indeed Xue Kui’s style.

“So filial? Hahahaha,” Xue Kui froze for a moment, then burst into laughter, even laughing to tears. “‘So filial,’ hahaha, this is the first time I’ve heard such a phrase. You’re quite good at sarcasm, boy.”

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Xue Kui’s laughter gradually stopped. She took a deep breath, “But when I learned that your grand master had ‘died’ in the White Bone Forbidden Land, I felt like the sky had fallen. That day, I sat in the courtyard for a very, very long time. It was then that I realized that old woman was actually quite important to me.”

Xue Kui reached out her hand, gently caressing the tombstone, “This mountain is where your grand master was born. She once said that when she died, I should bury her here. I couldn’t find her corpse, so I could only erect a cenotaph for her. This is it. But later, the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. I felt your grand master hadn’t died. So I went searching. Finally, I found a secret realm. It was an ancient tomb. How long that ancient tomb had existed, whose it was, I have no way of knowing. But the dangers inside, even now when I think about it, I still feel lingering fear.”

“In that ancient tomb, there were many heavenly materials and earthly treasures. The formations inside were extremely profound. Many cultivators had their souls scattered the moment they entered that ancient tomb. It was in that place that I suffered severe injuries.”

Xue Kui turned her head to look seriously at Xiao Mo.

“With Qing Yuan’s personality, I’m sure while I was unconscious, she told you everything. Three thousand years ago, after I returned to Ten Thousand Dao Sect, I told Qing Yuan that I was severely injured because I failed to break an ancient formation in the ancient tomb. Actually, I lied to her.”

“There, I encountered the remnant soul of an ancient female cultivator and fought a great battle with her. Her application of formations was extremely terrifying. Although I suppressed her remnant body, my own spiritual veins and root bones were also nearly completely destroyed. Fortunately, I found a forbidden technique in that ancient tomb. Using my great Dao prospects as the price, I exchanged for approximately three thousand years of life. And the reason I was able to survive from that remnant soul’s hands was thanks to this thing.”

With those words, Xue Kui took out a jade-green key from her bosom. The key was covered with obscure ancient inscriptions.

“What is this?” Xiao Mo’s brow furrowed.

“Who knows?” Xue Kui shook her head.

“This has been the peak master’s token of Karma Blood Peak since its establishment. When I was about to die at that remnant soul’s hands, this key blazed with dazzling light. That ancient female cultivator stood on the ground in a daze, continuously saying ‘I’m sorry’. I don’t know what happened, but I could only take that opportunity to destroy her.”

“Now,” Xue Kui stepped forward and hung the jade key around Xiao Mo’s neck. “Under your grand master’s witness, this key now belongs to you. From now on, Karma Blood Peak is entrusted to you.”

Looking at the jade key, Xiao Mo’s expression was somewhat complex.

“Alright, I’m a bit tired. Let’s go back,” Xue Kui patted Xiao Mo’s shoulder and left the mountain peak. However, as they flew back to Karma Blood Peak, Xue Kui’s flying speed became slower and slower, and her eyelids grew heavier and heavier. She looked as if she was about to fall asleep.

Watching Xue Kui beside him, Xiao Mo could not help but lower his eyes.

At this moment, Sister Qing Yuan was still refining pills for Xue Kui but Xue Kui’s life fire remained only as scattered sparks. She probably could not wait for Sister Qing Yuan’s medicinal pills.

Even if she waited for them, those pills would be of no use.

“Yawn, so tired. It feels like I’ve been flying for a year,” Returning to Karma Blood Peak, Xue Kui crossed her hands and raised them above her head, stretching. Her dress clung to her winding figure.

“Then go back to your room and rest,” Xiao Mo said.

“No need,” Xue Kui shook her head and looked toward the cliff edge at the peak. “Brat, come sit with me over there.”

“Alright.”

Xiao Mo and Xue Kui walked to the cliff edge.

Just as Xiao Mo sat down, Xue Kui said “heave-ho” and propped herself up to sit on the ground, leaning her back against Xiao Mo.

“Mm, comfortable,” Xue Kui rubbed against Xiao Mo’s back, adjusting to a comfortable position.

Master and disciple sat back-to-back at the cliff’s edge.

Xue Kui rested her head on Xiao Mo’s back, gazing into the distance.

A breeze blew through the mountain forest, carrying the scent of earth and leaves, gently ruffling her hair.

A few scattered birds flew across the sky, destination unknown.

“Brat,” Xue Kui called softly.

“What?” Xiao Mo’s tone remained as usual.

“Call me master and let me hear it,” Xue Kui’s mouth curved slightly, her eyes showing unprecedented gentleness. “I haven’t heard you call me that yet.”

Xiao Mo: “…”

“Call me once, just once, quick, call me,” Xue Kui acted coquettishly, just like when she was drunk that night.

Xiao Mo was helpless and could only call out, “Master…”

Hearing Xiao Mo’s voice, Xue Kui froze slightly, then smiled and lowered her eyes, “Call me again.”

“Master.”

Xue Kui hugged her knees tightly, her eyes slightly moist, “Again.”

“Master.”

“Again, louder.”

“Master,” Xiao Mo called again. “Master, how many more times do you need me to call?”

Xue Kui turned around and slapped the back of Xiao Mo’s head, “What’s wrong with you calling me master, boy? Isn’t it perfectly natural?”

Xiao Mo: “…”

“But,” Xue Kui leaned hard against Xiao Mo’s back, the corners of her mouth rising in a beautiful arc. “When you call me master, boy, it really does sound quite nice.”

Xiao Mo did not want to respond to her. The two fell into silence again.

“Hey, boy,” After a while, Xue Kui spoke softly again. “Do you think reincarnation can let you become what you want in your next life?”

“Who knows?” Xiao Mo replied. “What do you want to become?”

“Me?” Xue Kui shook her head. “I want to become a blood kui flower.”

“Blood kui flower?”

“Yes,” Xue Kui nodded.

“My master named me Xue Kui because she found me, abandoned, in a field of blood kui flowers. In my next life, I’ll just be a flower. That would be quite nice. But speaking of which, if I really became a blood kui flower, could you find me in a sea of flowers?”

“Definitely,” Xiao Mo nodded. “The ugliest one in the sea of flowers should be it.”

“What are you saying?” Xue Kui really wanted to slap the back of his head again, but at this moment she felt so tired, so tired. Her eyes were so heavy. She wanted to sleep so badly.

“This old woman is not the ugliest. This old woman, this old woman…” Xue Kui’s head nodded, pulling at Xiao Mo’s sleeve, her voice growing fainter and fainter. “This old woman is the most beautiful one…”

“Whether beautiful or ugly,” Xiao Mo could almost no longer sense the woman’s life fire behind him. “If you really become a blood kui flower, then I will let you bloom in a different Western Region.”

“A different Western Region?” Xue Kui’s eyelids were already half-closed, her breath growing weaker and weaker. “What kind of different Western Region?”

“A Western Region with rules,” Xiao Mo replied.

“A Western Region with rules… that sounds really nice…”

Her eyes gradually closed. Her voice was like a kite with a severed string, drifting farther and farther away.

Her fingers gripping Xiao Mo’s hand gradually loosened. Her head gently lowered, no longer speaking, as if she had fallen asleep.

Xiao Mo raised his head, gazing at the azure blue sky.

“Yes… really nice…”