I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 207 Immortal Fate
Fan Qingshuang's life began with the loss of her loved ones.

Her background was not bad. She was born into a wealthy family in Qingzhou, Nanchu. Her mother was a rich young lady and her father was a promising young master.

The parents are loving and the family is harmonious.

Being born into such a family is undoubtedly a blessing from heaven.

However, this kind of happiness cannot last.

When Fan Qingshuang was born, her congenital sword fetus was formed and fetal movement was triggered. Her family was caught in a choice between saving the mother and the baby. In the end, her mother risked a difficult childbirth to give birth to her, and passed away a few days later.

The death of her mother was the first misfortune, which directly led to Fan Qingshuang being destined to never have a happy childhood.

Furthermore, she has a special constitution; even blood relatives who touch her will be injured by the sword energy of her innate sword embryo.

Even a baby, she seemed to be covered in blades, and no one dared to reach out and touch her; she could only be placed in a rocking chair.

From birth, apart from her mother who passed away early, she had never been hugged by anyone.

Even the father valued his eldest son and daughter more and almost never paid any attention to his youngest daughter.

The second misfortune came from the decline of the family.

The commercial failures brought internal strife to this wealthy family. The power struggles among the different branches of the family and the repeated setbacks in business competition subtly changed the attitudes of the family members.

Their high pressure needs an outlet.

Unfortunately, Fan Qingshuang became the target of this nameless anger.

Disliked by others, she spent her childhood in a small courtyard until she was seven years old. Suddenly, her nominal older brother and sister came to find her and said they would take her to the market.

Fan Qingshuang had no doubts. In that short half-day, she received beautiful clothes and tasted delicious food. The taste of that braised chicken leg was unforgettable for her.

then……

She was abandoned in a market in an unfamiliar city.

Over the next three months, Fan Qingshuang encountered all sorts of situations and met all kinds of people, some good and some bad, some wicked and some thugs, but without exception, all of them eventually distanced themselves from her.

A little girl who has no martial arts skills but can kill someone with just a light touch.

This innate sword-like constitution is the root of her unfortunate life.

Ironically, after she was abandoned, this very physique became her fundamental means of survival and self-protection.

This talent was valued by the assassin organization, who intended to train Fan Qingshuang into a unique killer.

But Fan Qingshuang ran away.

Because she doesn't like killing.

This clumsy, expressionless little girl wasn't truly devoid of emotion; she simply didn't know how to express herself properly.

When the girl who had run away was starving, she had to fight off wild dogs for half a steamed bun.

Just as she was squatting by the roadside eating a cold steamed bun, she saw several familiar figures walk past her.

Her nominal relatives were shopping for holiday supplies, chatting and laughing as they passed by her. They were dressed in fine clothes and exquisitely made up.

"Ever since we got rid of that jinx, our business has really improved."

"I knew it! He's a jinx. He was born and caused his mother's death, and he's also brought our family down day by day."

"As expected, my cousin is very perceptive. It's all thanks to us listening to the feng shui master that we knew that a decline in fortune must be caused by evil spirits."

The group quickly revealed the truth in just a few words.

The little girl heard everything clearly and finally understood why she had been abandoned.

A jinx...

Then the little girl sat by the roadside for a long time, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Don't you want to get revenge on them?" Suddenly, she heard a voice, a question.

The girl looked up and saw a very tall woman; even with her head tilted back, she could only see the white veil covering her face.

"Just because of a feng shui master's words, for such a ridiculous reason, they easily abandoned you and left you to fend for yourself, without considering that the root cause was not luck, but the power reorganization that had been completed within the family."

The tall woman asked the little girl, "Do you want revenge?"

She bent down slightly: "If you just nod, I can make them lose everything they have right now."

The little girl didn't really understand the specific meaning of revenge; she just felt that perhaps she really was wrong.

So she shook her head firmly.

She didn't want revenge, even though the other person had abandoned her.

But it was something she couldn't escape, because her birth had caused her mother's death, a sin she couldn't escape.

The tall woman reached out and touched the girl's hair. Her sleeves were torn by the sword energy, but her eyes showed no anger, only gentleness: "You're not a jinx, you're just sick."

She opened her palm to the girl and said softly, "Come with me, child, I'll take you to get treatment."

Fan Qingshuang left with the tall woman.

In order to seek treatment for her illness, she came to the Bai Mei School.

She believed Bai Mei Shenni's words so easily.

From that moment on, those words became her motivation and creed for living.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know how she would survive.

Because the disease can be cured.

One day, she will be able to break free from this curse bestowed upon her by heaven, reach out to embrace others, and fully feel their warmth, instead of only being able to hug her own arms.

Fan Qingshuang was willing to give anything to cure it.

If there were even the slightest possibility, even if it were a cup of poison in front of her, she would pick it up without hesitation and drink it all in one gulp.

and so……

She couldn't refuse the 'destiny with immortals'.

……

The entire White Plum Blossom School was now empty, with a light mist floating in the air.

There wasn't a single person in sight.

Only traces of the battle remain.

The flames burned in the attic, but they had no heat; they seemed to have frozen into a painting.

The fallen leaves floating in the air seemed to freeze in mid-air.

Fan Qingshuang gazed at this scene where time seemed to stand still, and walked step by step toward the back mountain. She was initially flustered.

Because Bai Xuan could not be seen.

The boy who always gave her a sense of security has disappeared.

But soon, a line of text appeared in her vision, and the text remained fixed in the air.

'—Come this way'

'Yes, this is it.'

'—Go up from here'

The lines of text guided her toward the back of the mountain.

Although Fan Qingshuang hesitated for a moment, she still walked step by step to the front of the collapsed cave.

In the frozen moment, the collapsed and damaged cave seemed to have been reversed in time. The damage was quickly restored, the collapsed mountain walls were restored to their original state, and the shattered stone door was repaired perfectly in sight.

Then, the suspended stone gate opened, and within the vortex-shaped spatial rift, a piece of the remains of a sword immortal shone brightly.

At the same time, text appeared on it.

"—Child, hold it tight, this is your destiny with the gods."

Fan Qingshuang did not immediately obey and try to touch it.

Everything around her made her suspicious.

Dried Fruit Girl isn't particularly smart, but she's definitely not mentally challenged either.

The Immortal Fate is the greatest treasure in the secret realm. So many people enter the secret realm in order to find the Immortal Fate and achieve a heavenly position, yet it is placed so easily in front of them, which naturally makes people wonder if there is a trap.

Fan Qingshuang didn't move, but stared warily at the words on it.

Then the text changed.

"Don't you want to cure your chronic illness?"

Fan Qingshuang realized that the other person was trying to persuade her, so she tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

Who I am is not important; what matters is that I can give you everything you want.

Fan Qingshuang continued to ask, "Where is his...white moonlight?"

'His existence is insignificant...'

Fan Qingshuang continued, "He is very important to me. Let me see him, otherwise I will not agree to all your requests."

After a moment of silence.

A flowing video unfolds, like a holographic projection, showing everything Bai Xuan is experiencing at this moment, as he continues to repeatedly try to win over Chu Binghe.

Fan Qingshuang reached out her hand, but her fingers passed through the projection.

'—He is still trapped in the secret realm.'

'—Not just him, everyone else is the same.'

Several more light screens opened, reflecting the predicaments of Zhuque Sword, Xu Tingfeng, and others. They were all trapped in the trial, but the time and events they encountered were different for each of them.

The only thing they had in common was that they all encountered ghouls.

Suppressing her anxiety, Fan Qingshuang recalled Bai Xuan's appearance and maintained a poker face: "How can we leave here?"

"—Once you've completed the inheritance and obtained the divine destiny, the trial will end, and the secret realm will naturally release everyone."

Fan Qingshuang asked, puzzled, "Why me?"

Mingming Xuan's performance was far superior to hers, yet the Immortal Fate chose her?

"—Fate in the immortal realm depends solely on destiny, not on outward appearances... What is meant to be yours will naturally belong to you."

"—Having obtained a divine destiny, you have obtained the future; you will surely achieve a celestial position in the future."

'—Having obtained a destiny with the immortals, everything you desire will come true.'

The decision was straightforward and clear, an internally predetermined one.

A connection with the immortals is simply a matter of fate; it's just a matter of whether it's a good match or not.

Having obtained the opportunity to become a celestial being, Fan Qingshuang will surely achieve a celestial position within ten years, and will be able to break free from the limitations of her physical constitution.

That was the right she had longed for all her life—the right to hold hands and embrace others without restraint.

It was also her wish to finally become an ordinary, normal woman.

Fan Qingshuang could not refuse the fate of immortality, just as embers yearn for flames.

She slowly raised her hand and extended her fingertips toward the direction of the sword immortal's remains.

As I raised my hand, it was as if countless past scenes flashed through my mind.

If I didn't have this innate sword embryo, would my life be more perfect?
My mother will not die.

My father will not hate me.

They can grow up under the care of their relatives.

People can hold her hand and walk through the market, and every day they can have beautiful clothes and taste delicious food.

She closed her eyes, as if she could taste a special flavor in this fantasy. Perhaps such a life could be called happiness...?

She had never experienced that kind of happiness.

Even if it's just a fantasy, it's still something to yearn for. How wonderful it would be if life were like that.

but……

Fan Qingshuang lowered her fingertips, quietly gazing at the words floating in the air, passing through the beautiful illusion constructed by these words.

She knew none of this was true.

Even if she returns to being an ordinary person, she can never go back to her childhood.

Life is like chess, never regret your moves.

Illusions are ultimately just fantasies.

"You forgot to mention something."

Fan Qingshuang stared at the Third Immortal Executioner and asked, "What price will I have to pay after obtaining the Immortal Fate?"

(End of this chapter)