Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Maybe... the girl you admire prefers a partner with a higher economic status?"

"After all, as you said, you spent half a month's savings to buy those bath sponges, and the other person just casually gave you a whole bunch... She's actually a rather materialistic person."

“Impossible…Absolutely impossible!”

The young man immediately denied it, but his voice was noticeably weaker, sounding somewhat unsure of himself.

"That...that was just a tool to express love! A tool, don't you understand?!"

"After finishing her work, her biggest hobby is to take a bath in the main pool."

"I wanted to give her a bath sponge, is there anything wrong with that? Am I wrong?"

"If those two hadn't fought in the bathtub, I wouldn't have fainted, and this bath sponge would have ended up in her hands!"

"From now on, my life... my life...! I can't even imagine how happy I will be!"

"How fragile and vulnerable are the small joys that symbolize us ordinary people in the face of the impulsive competitions of these big shots!"

"One bath sponge is a small matter, but what about the bath sponges of millions of ordinary people?!"

He tried to steer the conversation towards a philosophical level, but his eyes darted around, clearly still feeling sorry for his luxurious bath bomb and the vanished goddess.

"Pfft... Hahahaha!"

Just then, a suppressed laugh came from the shadows in the corner of the thatched hut.

The two men turned their heads sharply.

Sai Fei'er had returned to the Holy City at some point. She was crouching in the shadows, one hand covering her mouth, her shoulders shaking violently.

"Pfft... a bath sponge? A deluxe version... hahaha...!"

Saifeier almost laughed until tears streamed down her face.

"Savior boy... Hahaha! Not only do you accidentally hurt people, but you also work part-time as a demolition crew, specializing in destroying people's little moments of happiness, huh?!"

"If you ask me, this guy is right. The other Golden Descendants might be fine, but the Savior Boy and the Golden Lion are asking for trouble!"

"Miss Sai Fei'er, when...when did you come back?" Bai E was completely bewildered.

After Stikocia disbands, Cypher's mission should be to trace the Firebringers' remaining trails, be wary of their return, and monitor the Black Tide's movements.

How come you're in the city?

"What, is that not allowed?"

Sai Fei'er patted her sleeves, revealing a helpless expression:

"Oh dear, I guess I'm just a tool in your eyes after all."

"They wave when they need me, and then they wish they'd never see me again when they don't."

"Uh, that's not what I meant..."

Bai E wanted to explain something, but the young man next to him stared wide-eyed.

"You...who are you?"

He stared at Sai Feier, intimidated by the divine aura emanating from her.

"You're not a descendant of the Golden Clan, are you?"

“No, I’m not.” Sai Fei’er shrugged.

"How could someone of the Golden Descent be unfamiliar even to the citizens? I'm just a thief~"

"A thief?" the young man asked, even more puzzled.

"Then what are you doing here? Stealing this?" He used a fork to pick up a lump of good, hot fertilizer and waved it in front of Sai Fei'er.

The stench that struck straight to the soul flooded into Saifei's nostrils like a torrent.

Bai E was almost fainting from the stench, but Sai Fei'er stared at the lump of stuff, seemingly oblivious to it.

"Oh, I thought it was something serious, it's just some natural organic fertilizer."

"Back when I was living a life of constant travel and hardship, I was in so many different places."

"But you're right, I really did come here to steal this."

Sai Fei'er smiled, took a fork from the side, picked up a piece of fertilizer, and handed it to Bai E.

"Young man, the seamstress asked me to pass on a message to you. Want to know what it is?"

"Of course I want to." Bai E immediately became serious.

Compared to herself, Aglaia is the backbone of the Golden Clan and the leader of the team.

Now that she's been silent for a while, is she finally going to give new instructions?

"Hehe, then put this on your face and I'll tell you!"

Saifeier extended the fork forward, getting closer and closer to Bai'er.

Sensing the pungent odor, Bai E retreated repeatedly:

"Uh... I don't want to play that kind of joke with you."

"Oh? You can't even handle this little bit of hardship? Were you really from the countryside before?" Sai Fei'er asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Does your Ai Li Mi Xie usually keep any pigs, cattle, or sheep and not have to deal with their excrement?"

Chapter 1486 I Will Never Be Confused

Bai E leaned against the pillar of the thatched shed, looking somewhat embarrassed.

He frantically waved his hands, trying to fan away the strong smell, while explaining:

“I fed sheep when I was a child, but the adults were the ones who disposed of the manure in the sheepfold…”

"Oh dear, can't you even do this little bit of work?" Sai Fei'er said with a grin.

"Our savior is quite the man! I never imagined he never did any dirty work as a child."

As the scent of Saifei'er's fork drew ever closer, Bai'er's face grew increasingly pale.

"I have done some legitimate work, you know."

The pungent, fermenting smell that hit him right in the head seemed to pull him back to a sweltering summer afternoon...

It was just as strong and suffocating as the smell of compost piles that could be smelled under the old tree at the edge of the village.

Back then, he and his friends would pinch their noses and run past, their laughter shrill, as if running fast enough would leave the stench behind and all their troubles behind.

Sai Fei'er winked mischievously, "Then tell me, what do you usually do in the village?"

"Harvesting wheat?" Bai E said uncertainly, his thoughts drifting to the land that held the most memories of him.

The pungent smell in front of them seemed to be somewhat dispelled by the aroma of wheat.

"The wheat fields of Eri's Secret Village are so beautiful. When the wind blows slightly, they look like a golden wave."

His eyes softened as he recalled the past.

It was as if I could see the boundless golden ocean undulating under the sunlight, with heavy ears of wheat colliding with each other, making a soft rustling sound.

"Actually, it wasn't a proper harvest; it was just following the adults around picking up ears of wheat."

Bai Er smiled broadly:

"Back then, the wheat awns pricked my arms, making them both sore and itchy. Sweat dripped down my neck, mixed with dust, making me feel sticky."

"But when we finished work in the evening, my mother would always treat us to melons soaked in well water."

He pursed his lips, as if the sweet taste of melon was still lingering on the tip of his throat.

"Besides that, it's all about studying." Bai E's tone carried a hint of childlike helplessness.

“Aili Mixie is a very remote little village, and there are very few teachers who come to teach here.”

"Our teacher came from a very distant city-state, and his tone of voice was very standard."

"At the time, the textbooks she brought were all curled at the edges, and the illustrations were blurry. But for us, they were the only window to the outside world."

A self-deprecating smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"The window was too small, and the outside world was too far away. It was not as attractive as the stream behind the village or the wild fruit forest on the mountain."

"When I was little, I often skipped school to play, and the teachers would always visit my home..."

He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he could see the lady from his childhood again, wearing a plain-colored robe and mud-covered boots, walking with uneven steps on the bumpy dirt road of the Elegant Secret Pavilion.

The setting sun stretched her shadow long.

The teacher did not reprimand him harshly, but looked at him gently with those all-knowing eyes, and then turned to his mother.

My mother would always nervously rub her hands together, wipe the actually very clean wooden table with her apron, and apologize again and again.

Only after the teacher left would her mother turn around, her face displaying an expression of disappointment and heartache that was more painful for Bai E than any scolding.

"But that's all in the past."

Bai E smiled calmly, his eyes filled with hope.

"According to what Teacher Xia said at that moment, as long as the re-creation is completed, everything will come back."

"I hope that in the next cycle of reincarnation, you will have the honor of visiting the Eri Secret Pavilion, where I can treat you to some delicious wheat bread."

"Tch, as if my hometown is some terrible place." Sai Fei'er tossed her fork aside and said seriously:

"I've made up my mind. As Cephalos, can't you return our memories to us?"

“I helped you protect the flame of Cephalus, so you have to pay me.”

"Oh?" Bai E asked curiously.

"what do you want?"

"In my next life, I want to be a rich person." Sai Fei'er smiled knowingly.

"Then, you trick the seamstress into coming to my house to be my maid."

"That won't do," Bai E said, shaking his head helplessly.