I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 158 Fireworks get cold easily
Bai Xuan was slightly distracted.

"That monument with the sword aura of Fuguang..."

"You want to see?"

"I not only want to see it, I also want to touch it."

“You’re quite clever. This sword qi monument still contains Bai Wuming’s sword intent. Whoever can comprehend some of it can probably become a top-tier swordsman in this era.” Su Wuwo smiled. “But don’t worry, you’ll probably have your chance soon.”

"What do you mean?"

"This sword energy tablet is located at the White Plum Sect." Su Wu said, "You're definitely going to the Sword Debate Tournament, right?"

Bai Xuan nodded, then asked curiously, "Why did the treasured artifact of the Fuguang Sect end up in the hands of the Baimei Sect? Does the Fuguang Sect really like to give things away so carelessly?"

“Sigh…” Su Wuwo sighed: “That was a misfortune for the family. More than a hundred years ago, a rebellious disciple appeared in the sect.”

"How reversed?"

"Similar to me." Su Wuwo said self-deprecatingly: "A black sheep, a frog in a well, grass on the wall, a useless bucket, a hind leg, a burden... In short, doing everything possible to do nothing human."

"No, no, that's not true." Bai Xuan quickly said, "You only killed one Fiery Sun Beast."

"He lost the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and sold the Sword Qi Stele," Su Wuwo said expressionlessly.

Bai Xuan: "...Hiss."

He instantly began to understand why the Fuguang Sect had declined.

You didn't leave behind any of those family heirlooms that were so important to you?
The Fuguang Sect is so small, yet it has produced two outstanding talents like you two...

How much does it cost?

“Don’t worry about how it was sold, it’s been sold anyway… The buyer is the White Plum Sect, so it ended up in their hands.” Su Wu said, “Actually, it’s not so bad. The White Plum Sect is growing stronger every day, and they have always been very enthusiastic about collecting Bai Wuming’s relics. I wonder if it’s a legacy left by their founder.”

He complained, "What's the use? It's all because True Monarch Qingyuan never confessed to Bai Wuming in her entire life. She never said anything, so how would anyone know if she liked him or not? After she died, she fought with Bai Wuming's disciple for his belongings. Why didn't she think about sleeping with him while she was alive?"

Bai Xuan said, "Rumors are just rumors, they may not be true."

You still think that woman likes me? You've made me laugh.

It's possible for a disciple to rebel against his master, but this is highly unlikely.

"The Six Paths and Seven Sects basically all accept this view. Otherwise, do you think the White Plum Sect got its nickname as a gathering place for losers?" Su Wuwo spread his hands: "I'm really not joking."

Bai Xuan drank his tea helplessly.

Su Wuwo continued to ask, "So, you really aren't Bai Wuming's direct descendant?"

Bai Xuan raised one eye: "What unofficial history have you been reading this time?"

"I just thought that a dignified terrestrial immortal should leave behind some descendants or something, right?"

"Land immortals live as long as heaven and earth, so what need is there for them to leave offspring?" Bai Xuan retorted.

"Before he committed suicide, wouldn't he have chosen to have some fun with someone?" Su Wuwo gossiped.

Bai Xuan wanted to refute it, but after thinking about it... it didn't seem to make any mistakes. Judging from Morgan's fruit flies, life has the instinct to pass on genes.

"There are many people in history who didn't leave any descendants." Bai Xuan casually gave examples: "Bai Wuji, Bai Taiyue..."

“That’s true.” Su Wu said, “When I was reading history, I found that there were a lot of people with the surname Bai. Almost every one of them was a genius, as if they were born with knowledge. However, they all died young and had no descendants. It’s hard to believe that there were so many of them.

Bai Xuan: "There are no coincidences in history, they are all examples."

It's inevitable that they're all the same person... Those who are well-versed in history will definitely realize that there are some unusual patterns, but they simply have no way to verify them.

During the few days he lived in the fifth-level dungeon, Bai Xuan basically chatted idly with Su Wuwo while looking at some books he had obtained from the Lin family.

The book he's currently reading, "Anonymous Essays," is a record of his own writings from five hundred years ago. While he calls it a daily log, he prefers to call it a "child-raising diary." It only has a few hundred pages, and then it ends.

These belongings of Bai Wuming were all obtained by the Lin family from the Lu family.

It was originally intended to be kept as Lin Jiaolu's dowry, but Bai Xuan's kindness this time was too great, so it was taken out and given to him ahead of schedule.

Seeing these old items inevitably made Bai Xuan feel nostalgic... It was like looking through his childhood diaries and essays as an adult, giving him the feeling of reading his own will.

Before you know it, you're lost in memories, indulging in nostalgia for the past.

There are no cultivation techniques or records here; it's purely the boring daily life and trivial ramblings of a time traveler.

Bai Xuan had wondered before if these things, if left behind, would be seen by later time travelers, just like Emperor Roselle's diary.

It was indeed seen.

However, the time traveler was still the same person.

"What are your plans next?" Su Wuwo suddenly asked.

"You stole my lines," Bai Xuan said.

"I plan to return to Fuguang Sect."

"Weren't you expelled from the sect?"

“The Guiyi Sect has its eye on the Fuguang Sect, after all, that’s my home.” Su Wu said, “I’ve found the answer. Even if I become a mountain guardian… I believe I still have some deterrent power.”

Bai Xuan understood and said, "I'm not going to wander the martial world anymore."

“I’m not going anymore. I’ve walked enough, and I’m tired.” Su Wuwo shook his head and said, “Sometimes I think, if I could open my eyes and go back to when I was eighteen, how wonderful that would be. I wouldn’t be thinking about becoming famous, I would only be thinking about marrying the girl I love.” Bai Xuan listened silently to an old man’s self-confession, but he didn’t really understand.

He has never experienced love, and perhaps he never will.

Everything one experiences in this true cultivation world is indeed real, but that reality is always separated by a layer of illusion.

Su Wuwo continued, "You still have a bright future ahead of you, so there's no need to rush. If I had your abilities when I was young, I wouldn't have ended up like this... But I am, after all, your senior, so you can ask me any questions you may have."

Bai Xuan shook his head: "You don't practice swordsmanship."

Su Wuwo winked and said, "I'm talking about the group of girls around you."

Bai Xuan turned around: "I've heard about you and Lin Yue. Your romantic history isn't exactly extensive, is it? And you're already acting like a love strategist?"

“You’re wrong.” Su Wuwo shook his head: “I was very popular back then… but I chose to be devoted to one person.”

Bai Xuan remained noncommittal: "Feelings will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

Su Wuwo advised, "Lin Jiaolu is a very nice girl."

"Are you acting as a lobbyist for the Lin family?" Bai Xuan closed his book.

"No, I'm testing whether you truly have someone else in your heart, and whether your love is truly unwavering."

So what's the conclusion?

"I can't tell," Su Wuwo shook his head.

"This isn't good either," Bai Xuan complained.

"Hey, I was just fooling Lin Chongxiao anyway. If I really had that ability, would I have become a widower?" Su Wuwo smiled, then said solemnly, "Let's talk about serious matters. You've made too much of a splash this time... Actually, it would be better to stay in Langya Prefecture and accept the protection of the Lin family. If you go out into the world, the people who will be watching you next will be those above the Ranking of Men. Because of Nurhaci, probably no one will treat you as a junior."

Bai Xuan smiled and said, "I couldn't be happier."

“Although you have a protector who is ranked high on the Dao Ranking, he is not a Grandmaster after all and cannot stop all powerful enemies,” Su Wuwo said. “You are also unwilling to stay in Langya Prefecture, so my suggestion is to go to Penglai Sword Pavilion.”

Bai Xuan: “…”

In the past, was it delivered?
"The Penglai Sword Pavilion is a formidable force, one that most other martial arts factions lack, and its status is exceptional."

Su Wu said, seeing Bai Xuan's expression of 'I'd rather die than go to that basement': "If you don't want to go there, then where do you want to go? Six Paths Seven Sects... you're not going to go back to the Star Moon Sect with Xi Qingqing, are you?"

Bai Xuan shook his head: "Let's take it one step at a time. With a sword in my hand, what do I have to fear from the heroes of the world?"

Su Wuwo sighed: "If you could have entered the country three years earlier, or become famous three years later, you could have gone directly to Yumen Pass to train and prepare to break through to the Grandmaster realm."

Bai Xuan said, "I never make these assumptions. Besides, I've gotten to where I am today step by step, and I could have crashed at any moment. That's what makes it exciting."

"Exciting?" Su Wuwo narrowed his eyes slightly: "You..."

He lowered his head and glanced at a history book on the desk: "Your attitude of valuing pleasure over life and death is a combination of Bai Taiyue's integrity and Bai Qinglian's unrestrained and romantic nature... But the glorious Qin Dynasty is ultimately over."

How could someone who doesn't care about life and death be preoccupied with matters of love and affection between children?
He began to believe that Bai Xuan might not really have a sweetheart, and that this might just be an excuse to appease Lin Chongxiao.

Such a person has almost no weaknesses, nor does he create weaknesses for himself.

However, such people often don't live long.

Some people are like candlelight, shining faintly but continuously;

Some people are like fireworks, bursting into the sky in an instant, their lives short but incredibly beautiful.

In Su Wuwo's ​​opinion, Bai Xuan should belong to the latter category.

This... is dangerous.

But from Su Wuwo's ​​perspective, he had no right to lecture Bai Xuan. He was a loser who had made a mess of his own life and had been in prison for more than ten years. What face did he have to talk about a rising star in the martial arts world?
He could only say tactfully, "Actually... given your situation, it would be perfectly reasonable for you to have multiple wives, even if you were to have one on each side."

Bai Xuan didn't understand: "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"It's one of a man's dreams, isn't it?" Su Wuwo stroked his chin. "Haven't you thought about it?"

Bai Xuan: "Of course I've thought about it."

It's just a thought; in reality, doing that would be bigamy, which would require working on a sewing machine.

However, this achievement has never been completed.

Bai Xuan was very reluctant to get married and have children in this world. Leaving behind bloodlines meant leaving behind attachments, which would prevent him from having fun.

He could tell that Su Wuwo was somewhat interested in acting as a matchmaker, so he slowly shook his head.

"But, an idea is an idea, and given the current situation, it's almost impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Su Wu said, "Who's stopping you?"

Bai Xuan gave Su Wuwo a deep look: "Analyzing Lin Jiaolu's personality, I think the Lin family woman may be a patriarchal woman or a yandere... If she can't have something, she'll destroy it, or she'll destroy herself. In short, she won't leave it to anyone else."

“You can think about whether Lin Yue was like this in the past.”

Such a casual remark easily killed the conversation.

Su Wuwo fell into deep thought, then slowly exhaled a cold breath: "Hiss—!"

(End of this chapter)