NOVPUBMeng Yu suddenly laughed, then downed his drink in one gulp.
"What beautiful dream?"
Bu Shixian looked at Meng Yu with a bit of curiosity.
"Well, the moment I set my eyes on Qian Qian, I fell in love with her. I told her, my favorite thing is a rabbit, her long ears, her red eyes, even her short stature, I like it all, and then, we became one," Meng Yu said with a smile.
Back then, he was just a minor Qi Cultivator, who became weak at the knees upon seeing a Golden Core rabbit, but there was a certain flame burning fiercely within him.
Knock her over, marry her!
"And then I saw Huahua, and I liked her even more," Meng Yu added.
These words made Hua Miaochai’s face flush red, and her voice trembled...
"I I I I..."
She wanted to say something, but her mind was a blur.
"Later, I saw Shixian, saw her valiant and gallant figure, tall and upright, and I said, oh my, my joy is tripled."
His words also made Bu Shixian’s face turn red.
"At that time, I asked Qian Qian, I love you, but these girlfriends of yours, can I pursue them too?" Meng Yu said with a smile that was not quite a smile, causing everyone to blush even more.
Tales of Meng Yu and the Golden Core ladies had already spread far and wide.
Meng Yu, as a Human Race cultivator, had married an extremely odd-looking rabbit, a jade rabbit with red eyes and long ears (even Bai Qianqian thought she looked strange, completely out of step with Human Race aesthetics), so everyone could only say Meng Yu was a true hero, not to mention all the messy things that followed, to the point where the Moon-Watching Sect began to suspect whether Meng Yu had an ulterior motive.
We monsters, Meng Yu was interested in all of us?
In this era, human-monster romance was not praised but attacked from all sides, with many people’s first words on the subject being how disgusting it was.
"I’ve decided to stay with the Moon-Watching Sect," Meng Yu declared.
Everyone had been very worried that Meng Yu would flee.
Now that everything at the Moon-Watching Sect had been organized by Meng Yu, yet the Sect hadn’t offered him much in return, just a Bai Qianqian who had even gone to sit the month, if one day Meng Yu were to leave with all his spoils, everyone could only wish him well.
There had been an incident when Meng Yu left to invite Bai Qianqian back; they thought he was planning to run away, feeling sorry for Meng Yu, even thinking to call him over so that everyone could say farewell and ’take advantage of you’ and so on.
"Qian Qian is now over there and won’t come back, and I, I don’t want to go back for a long time, so from now on, the Moon-Watching Sect will be my home. So, I want you to become my family," he thought for several days, making clear the path he wanted for the future.
In the era of great strife, he actually wanted to go straight! He even had this fantasy of staying quietly at the Moon-Watching Sect and then just surviving for a few decades, what then?
He was even hesitant to take something tenfold or hundredfold stronger!
...
The next day, Meng Yu told Bu Shixian that the two of them would visit the remaining Three Great Sects in the Western Wastes.
Purple Bamboo Forest, Qingxu Cave, and the Yuanguan.
"I’ve been a mascot for a year in complete peace, and it’s dampened my spirit; this can’t go on. Let’s visit the Yuanguan, just you and me.
You and I are both swordsmen and should know what to do after developing inner demons.
Escape is not a good option."
So the next day, Bu Shixian went down the mountain with Meng Yu to the Yuanguan.
The Yuanguan was located in the easternmost part of the Western Wastes, permanently shrouded in mist. The journey was fraught with innumerable difficulties, but thanks to Bu Shixian transforming into a Green Bird and Meng Yu bringing a few Magical Treasures to conceal their presence, they faced no troubles.
With a large distance to cover, after flying for an entire month, Bu Shixian landed on a cliff thousands of miles away from the Yuanguan. While she went to scout the surroundings, Meng Yu took a trip back to the Immortal Sect.
This time, however, he didn’t contact anyone and his landing was at the farthest location he had visited before in the Immortal Sect.
Disguised, he bought a new ticket on that planet, then through the Interstellar Expressway, he headed towards the frontier of the Immortal Sect.
On the way, the scenery was splendid, yet he felt as lonely as water.
After two months of travel on that side, Meng Yu returned to the Western Wastes.
Bringing back a big pile of miscellaneous snacks, delicacies and fun things, Meng Yu shared his delights with Bu Shixian.
Bu Shixian was very happy, the Female Swordsman was as joyous as a little bird on the lonely cliff, where the mist outside was growing denser and denser. Meng Yu wrapped his arms around Bu Shixian’s waist.
She was stunned for a moment. Although she was somewhat resistant, she didn’t say much, just that her body trembled fiercely, becoming very hot.
She had actually been mentally prepared for this day, just not expecting that Meng Yu would really dare to take action.
"We," he said softly, "will stay here tonight."
Meng Yu gently spoke, planting a kiss on her face.
This was the far side of the clouds, where dreams began.
The Female Swordsman, majestic as morning dew, was flustered as Meng Yu held her in his embrace.
She didn’t know whether to refuse, but the man wouldn’t let go and was step by step bullying her.
...
Seven days later.
Meng Yu, with an aching back and waist, looked at a shyly blushing Bu Shixian and told her seriously, "I’m going to rest for a bit."
It wasn’t that she demanded too much, but that Golden Core was indeed formidable, whether it be her long legs or her tall stature, terrifyingly so.
Then, Meng Yu went to the Immortal Sect.
After arriving, he had already missed the previous Interstellar Train, but Meng Yu wasn’t in a hurry. Instead, he quietly stayed on this planet.
As days went by, a month later, Meng Yu boarded another train, the Interstellar Train journeyed toward a more distant world, the distance between him and Bai Qianqian growing ever greater.
I really am scum,
He hadn’t tried to see Bai Qianqian.
After three hundred Golden Core labors, Meng Yu would have to reach Supreme Star and breakthrough the impediments of deities like the Moon God to possibly see Bai Qianqian.
The Immortal Sect’s fear of Meng Yu grew stronger; they knew very well that if Meng Yu had the chance, he would certainly whisk Bai Qianqian away, and then...
Answer one, Meng Yu would never come back, living with Bai Qianqian in a daily routine of occasionally threes, occasionally twos, and as for the Immortal Sect, sorry, what is that?
Answer two, after Meng Yu took Bai Qianqian away, he smuggled them to the Blood God Sect or Guanghan Palace, then obtained the Blood River Great Array or some other Cultivation Technique, embarking on the path of a villainous big shot—compared to cooperating with an Orthodox Sect like the Immortal Sect, the Blood God Sect, Guanghan Palace, etc., suited Meng Yu better, whether it’s Puppets, Corpse Refinement, manipulation, or automatons, all of which Meng Yu needed.
Answer three, Meng Yu, unburdened by scruples, began an insane smuggling journey between worlds, building his own force—smuggling Spirit Stones could make Meng Yu the strongest underworld boss in the Immortal Sect, as long as he himself wasn’t caught, the crackdowns would always resurge.
Now, the only thing restraining Meng Yu was his conscience and Bai Qianqian.
Or, Meng Yu was willing to be the Immortal Sect’s dog.
The Interstellar Train continued on its journey, after several transfers, Meng Yu finally arrived at the edge of the stars.
On the other side of this fortress planet was the dark universe, outside the Immortal Sect.
Countless sinister paths, failed Sects, were in that lawless world, where all sorts of things happened, like an endless ocean, where your size and luck determined everything.
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Every year, many a Cultivator with no future in the Immortal Sect enters that world, willing to go there for a sliver of hope despite the knowledge that death is almost certain.
Outside the terminal, there was a high wall where many wrote their lofty aspirations.
"Huang Ying, I love you."
"Goodbye, Immortal Sect. I won’t come back if I don’t attain Nascent Soul."
"Do not scorn the young for being poor, in thirty years it shifts from east to west."
Many of the words were already blurred, many names had never been heard before, even the wall itself had to be repainted periodically.
Meng Yu walked to a corner of the wall and inscribed a line.
"I want to stand on the summit, to behold the spectacular view."
The Immortal Sect had been developed for ten thousand years, while the Central Plains had developed for a million years.
The Immortal Sect stemmed from a lab and a group of children, while the Central Plains inherited most of the Immortal Sect’s wealth and a variety of knowledge.
What exactly had happened between a million years ago and within those million years?
Life is like a journey against the current, and I, too, am a traveler.
Meng Yu stood at the end of the stars, beyond the clouds.
