Chapter 437: Chapter 426: Entanglements That Cannot Be Severed
Looking into Wang Xuan’s eyes, her heart was filled with joy, but with him right in front of her, she had no right to embrace him.
The girl’s heart was tangled with worries that no one else could understand. Her relationship with Wang Xuan was ambiguous, more than friends but less than lovers.
When she found out that Wang Xuan was about to become a father, to get married and have children, she was also helpless.
"Have you eaten? I saved you a braised colorful pheasant," Wang Xuan suddenly held a plate of fragrant roast chicken in his hands.
Foxes, after all, liked chicken the most.
"I won’t eat it." Tu Yingying wrinkled her nose and turned away.
She said no, but in her heart, she was tempted.
Wang Xuan placed the plate in the air and stretched lazily, moonlight pouring down like mercury, turning the earth into a snow-covered landscape.
There was some silence between them, as if there were many things to say, but once they wanted to speak, they realized they both understood without needing to say anything.
After a long while, Wang Xuan asked, "How have you been these years?"
Their relationship had shifted due to changes in his strength and status. Six years ago, he was just a Body Refining Cultivator, while Tu Yingying was a Celestial Demon at the Peak of Divine Infant.
By a chance occurrence, he saved a seriously injured Tu Yingying, creating a bond between them.
Six years later, he became a prodigy renowned throughout the heavens, slaying foes across tiers, even defeating celestial and true-tier opponents, overpowering contemporary prodigies.
Now, defeating Grotto Void True Immortals was a routine for him. Though only at the Peak of Celestial Immortal level, he was welcomed by many Demon Saints when he arrived at Qingqiu Mountain.
While Tu Yingying, once a high and unreachable Celestial Demon to Wang Xuan, had reached the Jade Platform Realm, but compared to the current Wang Xuan, she had gone from looking down to looking up.
"Not good." Tu Yingying said with puffed cheeks as she grasped the chicken leg. This delicious colorful pheasant was caught by the Fox Saint from the Otherworld, and she had only had it two or three times in her life.
Enjoying the delightful taste, her heart lingered in a faint sorrow, uncertain if the feelings were sweet or bitter at the moment.
Seeing Wang Xuan raise an eyebrow, she added, "But not bad, either." To prevent him from thinking she was bullied at Qingqiu Mountain.
"Sit down." Wang Xuan pointed casually, and with a movement of the soil, it turned into two iron-strong stone stools.
"After several years apart in the Evolution Realm, there was no news from this side of Earth. Once back, there were lots of things to handle." Wang Xuan watched Tu Yingying take small bites of roast chicken, gradually feeling better, "Though this is an excuse, I didn’t know if I should come to see you, but in the end, I had to come, couldn’t leave with nothing said."
Wang Xuan was once young and reckless, his rise was too fast, and it was normal to have a sense of pride, just youthful exuberance.
Of course, this kind of exuberance inevitably comes with some arrogance.
But he had the right.
Wang Xuan once thought he would be omnipotent, that no problem was unsolvable, but as time settled, he brought his inflated heart back.
The vast ocean may seem turbulent, but most of the time, it’s tranquil. As an Immortal Martial Taoist, he had been through many storms and was now about to establish a family, settling his spirit.
"What do you want to tell me?" Tu Yingying left behind a pile of chicken bones and pouted her rosy lips.
Wang Xuan didn’t know what to say; if he couldn’t be devoted, give her a name back then, he shouldn’t have flirted.
"Nothing to say." Wang Xuan shook his head, "Just that I’m a scumbag."
No amount of justification could cleanse the scumbag mentality he had when he was inflated, wanting a harem; being too affectionate is being indifferent, the more casual the love, the cheaper it is.
Now he’s realized that a harem means nothing, rather it defiles love.
With his power, let alone a harem, he could marry a billion women, sleep with a hundred a day, and it would take thousands of years without repeats.
But, is there meaning in that? The heart stirs when unattainable, yet when easily gained, it feels unremarkable.
"Are you planning to reform?" Tu Yingying stared at Wang Xuan, "Wang the scumbag."
"I’ve settled down, otherwise, when the child grows up, they’d look down on me as a father." Wang Xuan sighed deeply.
Tu Yingying looked pitifully: "What about me?"
"You are still you, I haven’t even held your little hands that many times." Wang Xuan said.
Tu Yingying’s little hand clasped onto his palm, stroked it seven or eight times, and said, "Nonsense, it’s not just a few times! At least ten!"
Wang Xuan couldn’t help but hold his forehead, then took out a dish of dragon tendon, handing it to the girl to savor, at a loss for words.
Tu Yingying mumbled while eating, "You heart thief, can you return what you’ve stolen looking the same?"
Unfastening the black long sword he carried, Wang Xuan wiped it with a silk cloth; this long sword was a half-step Immortal grade sword embryo, always in his hand, yet it hadn’t a name.
His true Lifebound Weapon, using Primordial Purple Gold and Divine Gold Longboard inscribed with a Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo as primary materials, mixed with parts of half-step Immortal materials of an Unparalleled Divine Soldier, was smelted and forged in the Dantian, holding the main role from the start, incomparable to the black long sword.
A swordsman’s sword is like a beauty in his bosom, caressing the sword brought peace to Wang Xuan’s spirit.
"This sword has been with me for four or five years, witnessing many battles yet undamaged, it’s a close companion, I’ll give it to you."
Wang Xuan tossed it with a flick, the black long sword shimmering with purple light, traversing the sky like a swimming dragon, in a blink traveling thousands of miles.
At the release of this sword, it could easily slay beings below the True Tier, even without someone controlling it.
The world condensed with massive Power of Creation, the black long sword ceaselessly absorbing it, the power of the Artifact Spirit growing stronger until reaching the attainable peak, then paused.
Thud!
With a soft sound, the long sword fell to the ground, the once lonely and proud black long sword now emitting a series of sword hums, calling for Wang Xuan.
Held by the king among Sword Immortals, it was its glory, in slaughter it found pride, yet following a mere Upper-Rank Demon King, without even the Peak of Celestial Tier combat power, it felt life darken in an instant.
"What use do I have for a sword?" Tu Yingying, having just finished a dish of dragon tendon, shook her head, "I don’t want it."
"Then you can use it as a flying sword." With Wang Xuan’s point, the black long sword transformed into a sword pill, slipping into Tu Yingying’s mouth.
In the future, if she’s upset, she could easily strike out; if refined with her essence and blood, spitting blood, it could strike down several Peaks of Celestial Immortal.
Feeling the abundant spirituality within the black long sword, Tu Yingying naturally understood its power, though it was too precious.
"What’s this sword called?" Tu Yingying asked.
"You can name it; it never had a name in my possession." Wang Xuan’s painstakingly nurtured Lifebound Weapon was about to take form, replacing the place of the black long sword.
Moreover, such an Artifact Embryo would only surpass the Star Hall when he reached the Star Lord Realm, so losing the black long sword wouldn’t diminish his combat power in the coming years.
"It’s so pitiful," Tu Yingying said, "Cultivators’ personal weapons generally have names, most people take care of them like wives. Let’s call it Great Black Heaven, hoping it will one day transform a heaven with a single slash."
"Raise it as your Lifebound Weapon," Wang Xuan said.
"Okay," Tu Yingying nodded slightly, accepting what Wang Xuan gifted her willingly.
In the distance, spatial ripples emerged, plants caught in the wave disintegrated into dust in an instant, and the soil surged like ocean waves.
However, the fluctuation only spread a few meters before disappearing, suppressed by a Demon Saint.
Wang Xuan could see with his eyes that the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint wanted to come over, but was easily blocked by the Blue Moon Demon Saint, looking frustrated yet helpless.
"It’s getting late; I should head back." He came here to untie a knot, but found he couldn’t.
Unresolvable, entangled complexities.
In her panic, Tu Yingying hurriedly said, "So soon? Why not stay a little while longer, I’ll show you around my place."
A thousand-meter-tall mountain planted with cherry blossom trees, blooming all seasons in the generally cold Siberia, touched by Qingqiu Mountain’s rich spiritual energy, acquiring a trace of spirituality.
The cherry blossoms, like red snow, bloom brilliantly, making one wandering the paths feel a sense of void spirit, forgetting all troubles.
