Grasping Evil - Chapter 270
Chapter 270: Chapter 270 Mortal Severance and Divine Transformation (1.0)
Within the Celestial Emperor’s medicinal garden in samsara, Ning Fan stood there for a long time.
Almost every day, Mu Weiliang would definitely come to the garden and would sit on the same bluestone, holding the butterfly in her hands.
She would unreservedly spill out all the loads weighing on her mind at the butterfly.
“Little Fan. Did you know that the Immortal Demon World had been split into the Land of the Awakened and the Land of Dreams by someone? Countless royal True Spirits had lost their royal bloodlines, causing them to also lose the power which they were proud of…”
“Little Fan. Did you know that the Devil Pool had been suppressed by someone? That person used nine ‘Emperor Mountains’ to block the nine entrances to the Devil Pool…”
“Little Fan. I heard that my fiancé who was chosen by my father will be returning to the Heavenly Court… He dislikes living creatures from the mortal world the most. You must never annoy him…”
“…Little Fan. Fortunately, he hasn’t returned yet. I don’t want to be married yet. I haven’t had enough fun… Little Fan, look. My father has put the ‘Realm Gate Key’ under my custody. Hehe. You must never tell anybody, okay? The area around the Realm Gate is really dangerous. It was the Immortal Sovereign who personally sealed the place. It must never be simply opened …”
Time passed like flowing water. Mu Weiliang leisurely sat at the medicinal garden day in and day out and there would always be a black-and-white butterfly which was given the name “Little Fan” perching on her shoulder.
The lifespan of a butterfly was very short. The shortest time it could survive was just half a month while the maximum span of its life was never more than 2 complete months.
Day after day, the life force of the butterfly deteriorated as it rested on Mu Weiliang’s soft palms.
The more time she spent with the butterfly, the more painful her heart ached. Because the little butterfly which had only accompanied her for not more than 2 months was going to die soon.
This is a bold butterfly which dared to fly into the Heavenly Court with just its mortal body… It does not deserve death…
“If you are able to cultivate into a butterfly demon, I’m sure that you will be a good demon…”
She gently bit her lip and began to bustle about in the medicinal garden. She intended to search for the dew from the one-million-year-old spiritual herb for the butterfly to drink.
After the butterfly consumed it, its vital force gradually recovered and Mu Weiling’s face brightened up with a radiant smile.
Only then did she realized that she had actually fallen in love with this tiny butterfly.
What a silly girl she was to give her heart to a butterfly…
Since then, a girl like her who was known for being clumsy began to learn embroidery from the maiden immortals in the Heavenly Court. To them, it was truly an astonishing matter as they would stare at her with their mouths agape when they heard of her request.
The princess of the Heavenly Court who is famous for her indolent and carefree attitude wants to learn needlecraft?!
Naturally, no one dared to not teach her.
Therefore, from that day onwards, there was always a busy and beautiful lady appearing on the bluestone with an immortal needle and a white silk cloth in her hands, doing her embroidery.
What she embroidered on the cloth was not a pair of dragon and phoenix which was said to be able to bring prosperity or a pair of love ducks1 swimming in the pond or a natural background of grass, mountains and rivers. On the contrary, it was a pair of butterflies flying and dancing happily in the air.
The half black and half white butterfly was of course Little Fan while she was the other one that looked plainly inconspicuous.
“Little Fan. I’ll preserve my virginity for you… You must cultivate well and be a butterfly immortal someday to take me away… I don’t like staying here.”
Mu Weiling seriously stared at the small butterfly.
Countless months had passed and Mu Weiliang was living happily and blissfully all the time. No one knew the reason of her happiness and no one was able to walk into her world.
The bliss and joy in her life lasted until that very day.
That day, she did not come to the medicinal garden.
On the second day after that, she did not appear.
On the third day, there was still no sign of her…
Ten days later, she finally came to the garden with a haggard face. The butterfly perched on her shoulder as usual but what was unusual about her arrival this time was that there was a golden-haired man following behind her.
His hair was long like a waterfall. The power of his cultivation level was unbelievably high. It was Ning Fan’s first time meeting such a powerful being.
His appearance was vague. But judging from his demeanor, he was a handsome young man.
Wearing a decrepit golden robe, he trailed after Mu Weiliang without uttering a single word.
He was actually giving her the time to think over something.
“You really are not lying to me? If I give you the Realm Gate Key, you will really tell my father to call off our marriage?” Mu Weiliang spoke while her eyes flashed with doubt.
“How would I be willing to lie to you? Hehe. It really shocked me that you’ve fallen in love with a mere butterfly. The way you do things is always exceeding all expectations. Well, I don’t think I’m going to do anything about it. As the ‘Love Wielding Immortal Emperor’, I never force someone’s feelings. Moreover, as long as you hand the key over to me, I will also connect the string of love between the both of you using my Immortal Emperor’s power. Even if you two go into samsara, you will still be reunited with each other in your future lives and stay together forever… How does that sound?!”
“But this key is very important. If you…” Mu Weiliang’s expression was visibly moved, even though the butterfly on her shoulder was violently fluttering its wings, trying to warn her.
“Don’t worry. Don’t tell me you don’t believe in my power? If the key is in my hands, no one will be able to steal it from me. In fact, it is quite dangerous for you to keep it…”
“Then…Then you must never go against your word…”
Mu Weiliang bit her lip in nervousness and passed a purple-golden key to the golden-haired man.
He then activated his immortal power to pull the love strings for Mu Weiliang and the butterfly together and tied a knot. After that, he vanished…
Seeing him disappear, Mu Weiliang heaved a sigh of relief and held the butterfly in her hands.
“Little Fan. You must quickly cultivate and transform into human form to bring me out of here… I really hate this place. Bring me to the world of mortals and grant me a peaceful life where I don’t need to have my hands be stained with blood… Okay?”
The butterfly flew from her hands for the first time and landed on her cheek, gently touching her with one of its wings.
That action caused Ning Fan to feel stunned.
Because he had done that similar action countless times to Zhihe…
“Zhihe! Is it possible that Zhihe is also the soul of the female corpse while the butterfly…is…me?!”
“So this is samsara?”
It was as if there was an invisible love string binding them together generations after generations…
All of a sudden, a thought surged within Ning Fan’s mind.
“In our previous lives, you were the daughter of the Celestial Emperor while I am just a simple butterfly…”
He remained silent.
He finally understood the unique feelings that he had towards Mu Weiliang in the Demon Sinister Forest and the reunion with Mu Xiaohuan in the Land of Slumber.
If he was not wrong, Zhihe was one of the three souls of Mu Weiliang. Besides, she was very likely to be the main soul!
At the same time, the image of a holy and pure woman wearing white robes appeared in his mind.
Her Dancing Sleeve Spell, the seven-colored light rays…
If Ning Fan thought correctly, that Si Wuxie was…
Her objective of coming to the Yue Country was actually…
“I get it now!”
At this moment, Ning Fan’s pupils expanded, heightening his attention. It was as if he was able to see through a person’s life including their previous ones with just a single look.
It was a seed. A seed that was planted by the power of Samsara. Due to the limitation of his cultivation level, he was not able to comprehend it. But one day in the future, this seed would germinate and grow its roots. When the time comes, it would be enough for Ning Fan to gain the power to change samsara!
He did not utter much but stood beside the bluestone, waiting to see what would unfold next.
In the past, he once pried into the remnant memories of the female corpse and found the scene where Mu Weiliang was betrayed by someone.
Now, he knew that her fate had become difficult to change the moment Mu Weiliang handed over the Realm Gate Key to the Love Wielding Immortal Emperor.
Well, that person obviously did not harbor any good intentions! Perhaps there was only the slow-witted girl, Mu Weiliang who failed to see through him.
Love Wielding?! Maybe he was the reason why Mu Weiliang would fall in love with a butterfly? He was probably the one scheming for such a relationship in the dark!
The demon race has been annihilated. The devil race has been suppressed. Could the divine race of the Heavenly Court be the next target?!
“Love Wielding Immortal Emperor…Who is this man?!”
Not knowing how long had passed, a strong wind blew through the Heavenly Court.
That wind which blew continuously made everyone ill at ease. Carrying a trace of indomitable aura, it swept across the entire Immortal World.
Above the sky, a purple-golden gate which was immeasurably massive emerged all of a sudden.
A purple-golden ray of light flashed past the gate from top to bottom. In the next moment, it opened!
At this moment, countless terrified and angry screams could be heard from every corner of the Heavenly Court!
“The Realm Gate has opened! It’s bad! ‘It’ is coming back!”
“Who was it?! Who opened the Realm Gate?! His Majesty had placed the Realm Gate Key under the princess’ custody. Could it be her?!”
“Detestable! There’s no big deal if this Princess Weiliang doesn’t fail to see the larger issues. But how could she commit such a terrible mistake?! If we manage to survive this calamity, even if that lady is a princess, this old man will surely plead His Majesty to kill her regardless!”
Voices filled with hatred and resentment echoed through the air. Shadows of each of the True Immortals soared into the sky, dashing towards the massive gate and attempting to seal it once more.
But when nearly tens of thousands of True Immortals approached the giant gate trying to close it, a golden shadow entered the gate, revealing a man with golden hair.
One of his hands was holding a bloody eyeball the size of his fist.
When the True Immortals caught sight of it, their expressions were all filled with great terror.
“The eye of the Celestial Emperor! You’ve gouge out the eye of the Celestial Emperor! What have you done?! Zhang Qing2! Is it you who did all this?!”
“Zhang Qing? My name isn’t Zhang Qing but …”
The golden-haired man said something but Ning Fan was unable to hear his words clearly. It was as if when the words entered into his ears, they were immediately muffled out by an abnormal power.
At the end of the day, Ning Fan finally understood the reason why he could not see that man’s appearance… It was not because he was unable to see him but it was because the memories of him were erased immediately after seeing him!
It’s the power of Samsara!
“Die!”
Each and every one of the True Immortals were petrified by the golden-haired man’s true name and shuddered in fear.
With a flick of his sleeve, a golden halo appeared and spread extensively. After that, the first batch of True Immortals who charged at him all exploded into mist of blood and perished…
Disdainfully, he tossed the eye of the Celestial Emperor which was dripping with blood down to the medicinal garden. There stood a girl who was weeping remorsefully while looking at her own father’s eye.
The eye stared right back at Mu Weiliang, as if he was resentful of her action in opening the Realm Gate.
“No…It isn’t me who open the gate. No…” Mu Weiliang wanted to explain but she clearly knew that her father could no longer hear her explanation.
After today, the Heavenly Court would probably be completely destroyed…
She lifted her head, glaring at the golden-haired man who was standing in midair, feeling upset.
“Why…Why did you lie to me…Why did you open the Realm Gate…Why did you betray the Heavenly Palace? My father and I trusted you so much… But you…”
“Hehe. Mu Weiliang, don’t you get it… I was born an outsider of this realm! You are the daughter of the Celestial Emperor…You are my… enemy! You’re a fool and you’ve made an utterly foolish decision. Therefore, you can die now…”
With a touch of his finger, the entire Heavenly Court collapsed.
He then pointed his finger directly at Mu Weiliang. If he unleashes the power, she would never survive. Her souls would split and scatter, causing her to be unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
That finger was able to cease the cycle of birth and death!
At this critical juncture, the black-and-white butterfly perching on her shuddering shoulders fluttered its wings!
Like a ray of grey light, it soared into the sky and its speed was beyond the golden-haired man’s imagination.
“A mortal butterfly. How could a mortal butterfly have such speed?! Ah!”
He let out a painful cry. It was because the butterfly collided into his left eye, smashing his eyeball to pieces!
The mighty golden-haired man who was able to wipe out innumerable True Immortals with ease actually had one of his eyes blinded by an insignificant butterfly which seemed to possess no magic power at all.
However, the repulsive force from the collision crushed the body of the butterfly to powder…
Even so, it still managed to protect Mu Weiliang after all.
She covered her mouth with her hand, feeling as if a knife was being twisted inside her heart.
She quickly put her palms together to hold the remaining ashes of the butterfly that fell from the sky. Being turned into ashes was the consequence of overexerting itself.
“How dare a mere mortal butterfly defy me… It’s just biting more than what it can chew!”
“Shut up! You aren’t even as good as a mortal butterfly! You aren’t and will never be!” Mu Weiliang’s eyes flashed with hatred.
With her attitude, she had never known what hatred was. But today, she finally understood how that felt like!
“From today onwards, I, the Love Wielding Immortal Emperor, will seize the heart of the divine race using my life!”
The golden-haired man’s countenance remained indifferent and disdainful but deep inside, he was astonished, though he was not willing to admit that feeling.
Just a butterfly which flapped its wings at the right time was enough to cause a great change like a typhoon, altering the outcome of samsara.
At the moment it died, the path of the Heavenly Dao had deviated!
His state of mind was completely pulled out from the Bell of Samsara.
When he returned to his body, his eyes were bizarrely flashing in pure black and in absolute white from time to time.
After regaining the senses of his physical body, his vision slowly became clear. He placed his hands on the Bell of Samsara, muttering, “I was a butterfly in my previous life…Just an ordinary mortal butterfly. But in that butterfly form, I injured the Love Wielding Immortal Emperor and saved Weiliang’s soul…”
“Love Wielding Immortal Emperor… Who exactly is he?!”
Ning Fan shut his eyes. When he reopened them, they had become normal again.
Samsara… It is not something that I can lay a finger on at my current level.
Zhang Qing…He is not a person that the current me can withstand.
Knowing more about this at my current strength isn’t necessarily better. In order to have a clear view of the past, the only way is to obtain greater power.
At least… I have to become an Immortal Emperor!
“Zhihe…I’ve promised you that I won’t let your hands be stained with even the slightest trace of blood in this life and I will fulfill my promise…”
Clearing off all the thoughts within his mind, he turned around and left the bell with a calm expression. He faced the bald elderly man who wore a sackcloth beside him and cupped his fists!
“I’m truly thankful to you for saving me twice! I owe you two favors now! If I, Ning Fan, ascend to the Immortal World one day, I will surely repay my debt of gratitude!”
“Come on. This old man doesn’t want to have any connection with you… People who can see samsara are scary, too scary… But if you ascend to the Northern Ocean Heaven one day, perhaps… you can come to be my guest in the Black Tortoise Star. Other than the power of Samsara, this old man has a really good impression in you…”
“Since senior has invited me, this junior will definitely pay a visit to the Black Tortoise Star if there is a chance in the future… However, this junior still doesn’t know your name.”
Originally, Ning Fan wanted to question the elderly man who the Love Wielding Immortal Emperor was.
But after pondering for a while, he gave that notion up.
It’s still not the right time yet to divulge such secrets. Besides, perhaps this senior does not even know who Zhang Qing was.
“This old man is Meng Xuanzi. I am the Tablet Wielding Immortal Emperor of the Four Oceans Immortal World… Let’s go. We’ll be heading to the Dao Asking Cliff for the Third Step of Mortal Severance. Later, you just need to fall from the edge of the cliff so that your mortal self will be completely dead. Then, you will pass…”
“Dao Asking Cliff…”
Ning Fan jotted down the elderly man’s words in his memories while tailing after him to travel through the clouds.
Suddenly, a doubt rose within his heart. He cupped his fists once again and asked.
“I wonder where Mistress Bei Li and Fellow Daoist Yi Qing are. Their qi seemed to have disappeared from the Sea of Clouds…”
“They have left. I’ve gotten rid of them! It’s because of you! Little kid, this old man is going to give you a piece of advice. The power of Samsara is not something that people in your level can touch. The next time, you won’t be so lucky to have me saving you another time!”
Inwardly, Meng Xuanzi held back some criticisms against Ning Fan.
This little young man following me from behind might not have a high cultivation level, but everything he had done is certainly enough to shake the heavens.
At just the Harmonious Spirit Realm, he dared to stretch his spirit sense into threads… At Divine Transformation Realm, he dared to sound the bell of Samsara until he activated the power of Samsara… People say the younger generations are crazy and bold. But this young man isn’t just crazy and bold, he is overly mad…
Well this wasn’t strange actually… After all, in his previous life, Ning Fan was already daring enough to fly to the Heavenly Court with just the body of a mortal butterfly.
In his life, the two words “not daring” did not exist. He would be willing to try anything as long as there are chances of succeeding.
Rather than dwelling upon failures, why don’t one think about how to avoid failure?
The Dao Asking Cliff was an extensively enormous peak which was approximately seven million zhang* tall.
When Meng Xuanzi flicked his sleeve, heaven and earth trembled and the air around them rippled. In a flash, they had already traversed countless distance, appearing at the summit of the Dao Asking Cliff.
It really was Ning Fan’s first time witnessing such incredible speed.
He’s way too much faster than the Old Devil…
Ning Fan could imagine that the Old Devil who was behaving in an arrogant and domineering manner in the mortal world might not necessarily have a high post in the immortal world… At least, compared to an Immortal Emperor, he was pretty much insignificant.
At the peak of the seven million zhang* tall mountain, the strength of the wind alone was enough to blow any cultivators below the Divine Transformation Realm off from the mountain.
However, Ning Fan’s steps were firm and steady despite the wind pounding harshly on him. Well, he did not attain the Second Level of the Jade Life Body Refining Realm for nothing. With the toughness of his physical body, how could it be possible for him to be unable to withstand the blowing wind?
The summit of the mountain was nearly ten thousand zhang* broad. Aside from that, the surrounding area was wreathed in clouds of purple mist.
Outside the vicinity of ten thousand zhang* which was shrouded with purple mist, Meng Xuanzi stopped at the edge of a cliff and impatiently said, “This is the Dao Asking Cliff. It was constructed by the Immortal Sovereign. This place is where you will go through the Third Step of Mortal Severance. Alright. Little brat, jump down from here and kill yourself. Then, you will complete your Divine Transformation!”
“Jump down…”
Ning Fan gently clenched his fists, walked closer to the edge and looked down from it.
From the height of seven million zhang*, nothing could be seen clearly below. However, he could vaguely see multitudes of corpses and skeletons lying all over the ground like a field of flax, except they were all in blood-red color. Apparently, they were the cultivators who made a leap from this cliff in the past and left their mortal selves below in order to complete the Divine Transformation.
Jump from the cliff and leave one’s mortal self. If it was in the past, Ning Fan might agree with this kind of practice. But after crossing the Ten Steps Bridge and sounding the Bell of Samsara, Ning Fan had a feeling that the third step would not be as simple as just jumping down from the cliff.
Since it’s called the Dao Asking Cliff, it shouldn’t be as easy as just making a jump from here. Otherwise, why isn’t it called “Mortal Severance Cliff” or just simply “Falling Bone Cliff”?
The reason why the Immortal Sovereign established the Three Steps of Mortal Severance might seem to allow the cultivators to sever their mortal coil. But from another perspective, he seemed to have left a strand of opportunity within the stages of mortal severance. In actuality, it seemed like only those who chose not to go through the mortal severance would be able to grasp that opportunity.
Ten steps and an illusion. Mister must never look back… But Ning Fan had actually done the opposite which in turn brought a huge improvement to his state of mind.
As soon as the Bell of Samsara rang, mister’s Dao became empty… But Ning Fan’s Dao did not disappear under the sound of the bell. In stark contrast, he saw samsara and got a better understanding of worldly affairs and existence, strengthening his Dao Heart. Moreover, his luck as well as his aura force improved too.
An opportunity lied within each of the steps of the Mortal Severance. Those opportunities seemed to be a kind of reward from the Immortal Sovereign to cultivators who dared to remain true to their worldly hearts.
The Immortal Sovereign should also be concerned with worldly affairs… It’s because of those affairs that one would have struggles within their hearts. It’s because of those things that he would become so powerful and strong.
At the end of the day, in the path of cultivation, what the cultivators were truly after was a strong heart. It was the insight that Ning Fan gained from the Ten Steps Bridge.
Jumping down from the cliff and commit suicide surely needed absolute courage. Anyone who was cowardly and timid would never be daring enough to make the leap from the cliff after seeing such a terrifying height.
But whatever the reason might be, committing suicide was equivalent to an act of avoidance. Cultivators who chose to kill themselves were actually trying to avoid from their feeble and inferior mortal selves…
Being weak was not shameful, being lowly was not a disgrace, being fragile was not an embarrassment… Those elements were the basic traits of a mortal! Those elements were what mortals were born with!
Even if one had become an immortal, the word “mortal” composed most of the word “immortal”!
In the past when Ning Fan was at the Sinister Sparrow Sect, the ugly man, Yun Lie had asked Ning Fan a question: What is an immortal?
At that time, Ning Fan answered him relying on the comprehension of the Dao from the Ancient Chaos’ memories.
He said, “An immortal is a person who stands on top of the mountain!”
As for now, Ning Fan was standing on a mountain, right on the summit of the Dao Asking Cliff. Within his heart, he suddenly had an unprecedented insight towards that particular sentence.
One who stands above the mountain is an immortal.
After descending from the mountain, he or she is just a mortal.
This is the cultivation path that was recognized by the Immortal Sovereign.
He heaved a deep breath but he did not show signs of leaping down from the cliff. The impatient look on Meng Xuanzi’s face had turned into a trace of praise.
Actually, his impatience was just a façade. He was just trying to test Ning Fan to see whether he was able to see through the true meaning behind the Dao Asking Cliff…
“Why haven’t you jumped yet?! Why don’t you go and kill your mortal self?!” Meng Xuanzi deliberately asked in a loud tone.
“Why should I jump?!” Ning Fan lifted his head and gazed into the sky with his sparkling eyes.
“Since I am standing on the mountaintop, I am an immortal! Since I am already an immortal, how does it make sense for me to kill my mortal self?! This mountain is just an analogy. As long as a mortal being places his heart on the mountain which is much higher than an immortal, he would then be considered an immortal!”
How did a butterfly fly to the Heavenly Court with its mortal body?
It was because this butterfly had not thought about the difference between an immortal and a mortal. In its eyes, it already considered itself higher than any immortals above the Heavens!
Perhaps it did not have any magic power but its state of mind was on a completely different level as compared to any True Immortals!
“I was that butterfly! And right here, right now, I will not jump off the cliff and kill myself… I will stay here and question the Dao!”
At the moment his voice echoed in the air, Meng Xuanzi burst into hearty laughter.
“You sure are a monstrous talent! In the past, this old man has hesitated for forty-nine days at this cliff before seeing through the true meaning behind it and eventually chose not to jump off the cliff. You, however, were able to see through it within just a few breaths… You are definitely qualified enough to ask the Dao here!”
Just as Meng Xuanzi finished speaking, the purple mist surrounding that area suddenly concentrated towards Ning Fan, producing multiples illusions.
At this moment, Meng Xuanzi’s eyes flashed with absolute seriousness.
“The illusion of Dao Asking. This is the Third Step of Mortal Severance. The only step where one would be able to increase their cultivation level! What cultivators are truly cultivating in the path of cultivation is their heart! If one has a strong and determined heart, their magic power will surge itself! Therefore, when cultivators have completed the seven cultivation realms and wish to become immortals in one go, they would rarely consume any pills or Dao Fruits if they intend to stand at the pinnacle. Those items are just external aid… In order to attain the culmination of cultivation, one must have the Dao Heart which is as strong and firm like this seven million zhang* tall mountain!”
“Although you are just attaining the Divine Transformation Realm for your demon power, your magic power is still your foundation because you are still a human after all. Within the illusory realm, each day that passes will be equivalent to ten units of magic power. Six hundred years… There will be a whole samsara in six hundred years and there will be a scene of samsara each day… Ordinary cultivators could only withstand six days within the illusory realm. It’s rare to find anyone who could stay within for more than seven days… In the past, this old man only managed to hold on for 97 days. How long can you stay within?!”
Within the purple mist, Ning Fan’s eyes were vacant and lost. He appeared in an area surrounded by a bamboo fence.
He was holding a porcelain bowl in his hands which was filled with chicken feed. Looking at himself, he was just a child of seven or eight years old.
He stared blankly at the chicken feed, feeling that he had forgotten something important.
“I remember that I should be at the Dao Asking Cliff to ask the Dao…Huh? What is a Dao Asking Cliff? What is asking the Dao…”
Forgotten. He had forgotten everything. In this illusory realm, all his past seemed like a fantasy. Its realness and fakeness was undiscernible.
“Fan Er, hurry up and feed the chickens. Then bring this basket of eggs to the teacher of the school to take him as your teacher so that you can start learning calligraphy. It’s for the best since you have nothing to do every single day…”
A woman wearing ragged clothes made of hemp carried a basket of eggs and passed it to Ning Fan’s hands in a petulant manner. After that, she lovingly stroked Ning Fan’s head.
“Silly boy, are you daydreaming again?”
This woman was the boy’s mother. She was the only person who lived with the boy.
Her clothes might be old and torn, but her appearance was like a dusty gem. She was in fact the most famous beauty of the village.
Her name was Ning Qian…
Ning Qian was feeling angry and funny. Her kid loved to daydream. Every time he did that, he would still claim that he dreamt of becoming an immortal himself.
To Ning Qian, there wasn’t any celestial beings in this world…
“Stop daydreaming, okay? Come on, little dear. Go and acknowledge the teacher as your master and obediently learn how to read and write from him…”
“But I really dreamt that I’ve become an immortal… I’ve also dreamt that Zhihe has become the daughter of the Celestial Emperor.”
“Silly boy. Those are just dreams… Zhihe is the daughter of Carpenter Wang. How could she be the daughter of the Celestial Emperor… Let’s go. Study hard and when you are capable enough in the future, I will help you to bring up a proposal of marriage between you and Zhihe to Carpenter Wang…”
“Alright, Mum…”
The little boy took over the basket of eggs with a slightly disappointed look.
He stared at the ethereal purple clouds floating above the sky, feeling unconvinced.
“Those slaughters were just dreams?”
“In here, I have mum and Zhihe. It should be a blissful life. But I still have a feeling that I’ve forgotten something very important…”
“What’s that?”
Translated by Tommy, edited by Roel
Note:
A pair of loving ducks. In Chinese, it’s called Yuan Yang (Chinese: 鸳鸯 pinyin: yuān yāng). There are a few meanings for this ‘Yuan Yang’.
i. It means a pair of mandarin ducks which are in love with each other. [Click here for picture]
ii. It also figuratively means objects or people occurring in inseparable pairs
iii. Besides, it figuratively means affectionate couple or a happily married couple.
iv. In Hong Kong, there is a type of Hong Kong-style milk tea called yuanyang too. (because of the mixture coffee with tea.)
[Click here for picture]
I think it’s something worth to be shared. So have a look if you see this. 😀
Zhang(掌zhǎng) means [1] the palm of a hand or [2] control, or wield.
Qing (情 qíng) means love or emotion.
Zhang Qing (Chinese : 掌情 pinyin : zhǎng qíng) means a person of
controlling love or emotion. In this novel Zhang Qing is another name of the Love Wielding Immortal Emperor.
