Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

Chapter 68 It's a waste of his talent not to write storybooks.

After seeing off the Demon Lord Yama and the Drought Demon, the two top Taoist masters retired into seclusion.

The land of China seemed to have experienced a brief respite after a fierce storm, suddenly falling into an unusual tranquility.

The flames of war have temporarily subsided, and the sounds of battle have faded into the distance, but all discerning people know that beneath this tranquility, deeper undercurrents are surging, and it is a brief respite for various forces to reposition themselves.

After all, suffering is a state of constant hardship, a state of constant hardship, and it is never truly peaceful.

When the old demon king falls, a new shadow will rise.

The Otherworldly Demon Realm, temporarily hidden from view, remains ambitious, while Yiliu, the Pit of Sin, and Guiliang Military Palace are all stirring with restless energy.

Having finally defeated Yama Hanba and gained two chances to draw, Ye Jinming rushed to the scene of the next good show.

Just as Ye Jinming had predicted, due to the recent rampage of the Otherworldly Demonic Calamity, the Canliao Jingyuan Temple and the Blade Plague had revived their former ways, leaving a trail of bloodshed wherever they went.

Huangfu Shuangren, who had been hiding behind the scenes of Yi Liu, was also known as Huanyu Qizang. He had just uncovered the scheme of the sword and spear demon-slaying, and before he could see the bloody storm he had imagined, he heard that the demon generals such as Yanmo Hanba, Shesheng Tongzi, and Teng Xielang had all been killed.

Upon learning of the plague's passage, the Universe's Treasure Trove prepared to use his own younger brother to avenge the massacre of his entire family!

The desolate forest is quiet and isolated from the world.

This place was once a forgotten corner, sheltering those pitiful people who were physically and mentally disabled and not accepted by the world.

At this moment, however, the forest was filled with a complex atmosphere unlike any other.

Lonely accepted the arrangement of the Lord of the Remnant Forest and decided to stay there to live out his remaining days.

(After all, the people here are incredibly nice to talk to, and he really likes it here.)

Leaving him in this desolate forest might be the best ending for his life of wandering and killing.

Yu Renfei understood his master's choice and bid him a final farewell.

Lonely patted the back of his hand without saying anything more.

Beyond the remaining forest, under the shade of ancient trees.

Mu Shaoai and Ye Jinming did not enter the forest to disturb the master and disciple's final farewell. Instead, they found a clean rock outside the forest and sat down to wait.

Mu Shaoai leaned against the tree trunk, slowly turning the bamboo pipe between his fingers, but did not light it.

His face was unhealthy and pale, and his brows showed unconcealed exhaustion. The days of running around, making medicine, planning, and even the pain of parting had obviously taken a toll on his mental and physical strength.

Ye Jinming glanced at him, shook his head, and said casually and teasingly, "Oh dear, Pharmacist, judging from your face, your forehead is dark. That's not a good omen!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoai chuckled lightly, but the smile lacked spirit and instead carried a hint of self-deprecation: "What? Are you really preparing to become a fortune teller?"

He was well aware of his physical condition; the recent overwork, the recurring old injuries, and the anxiety he was experiencing had indeed left him in poor condition.

However, he is broad-minded and unwilling to show weakness easily.

Ye Jinming's lips curled into a meaningful smile, his eyes playful, as if he were revealing an intriguing secret: "Hard to say, very hard to say. After all, the former master of the Glazed Immortal Realm is about to return. This time, he's vowed to reclaim everything that belongs to him!"

After a pause, Ye Jinming continued teasingly, "At that time, you, the current landlord, are probably going to have a lot to do."

(After all, the three-year period has now ended, and the Dragon King must return to his throne.)

The former owner of this Glazed Wonderland was none other than Su Huanzhen.

Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoai couldn't help but chuckle, a bit of color returning to her pale face. Pointing at Ye Jinming, she said, "You, you, it's such a waste of your talent not to be writing stories in a teahouse. If Su Huanzhen comes back, the first person he'll probably have a headache is you, who's even more troublesome than him."

Ye Jinming smiled, but then his joking expression faded. He looked at Mu Shaoai and said in a more serious tone, "Seriously, Pharmacist."

As your friend, let me give you one last piece of advice. The world is a dangerous place, and human relationships are fickle. In your current state, it's really not advisable for you to take any more risks. Ah Jiu is still waiting for you to come back. Some responsibilities, you should let go of!

Mu Shaoai was silent for a moment, gazing at the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees, and sighed softly, "I've actually been considering this. Once Yu-zai's situation settles down, and once I've taken care of those few unfinished matters—perhaps it's time to find a place to rest properly and spend some time with A-Jiu. It's just that Yi-liu's situation—"

"You don't need to worry about that," Ye Jinming waved his hand to interrupt him. "The rest of the mess will be left to those who need to wade through it. You should focus on preparing for your match against Su Huanzhen. Don't lose too badly, or I'll make sure you're homeless and sleeping on the streets, and I'll definitely make fun of you!"

"I won't give you that chance!" Upon hearing this, a hint of expectant smile flashed in Mu Shaoai's eyes.

Just then, footsteps echoed along the forest path.

Yu Renfeijing came out, and Mu Shaoai immediately got up to greet him.

Then Mu Shaoai and Yu Renfei left together.

As for Ye Jinming, he did not leave with them. Instead, he produced a simple tea set from somewhere and laid it out on the large blue stone at the entrance of the ruined forest. He leisurely brewed tea, as if he intended to stay there for a long time.

This action immediately attracted the attention of Shentu Dongliu, the guardian of the remaining forest.

"The rules of the Remnant Forest are that we do not accept perfect people!" Shen Tu Dongliu's voice was like muffled thunder, carrying an undeniable sense of expulsion.

Ye Jinming seemed not to hear, calmly rinsing his teacup without even lifting his eyelids: "Shentu, brave warrior, don't be so hot-tempered. I have important matters to discuss with your master, Lin. Let's talk."

He pointed to the large blue stone he was sitting on and the rising steam in front of him. "I haven't stepped into the ruined forest at all. The area outside this ruined forest isn't your responsibility, is it?"

"You—" Shen Tu Dongliu was so angry at this twisted logic that his face turned pale, but he did not continue to lash out. Instead, he gave him a "death stare"!

In the midst of this somewhat tense atmosphere, Huangfu Xiaochan, the master of the Remnant Forest, stepped forward.

"Yo, Master Lin, long time no see, how have you been?" Ye Jinming seemed oblivious to Shen Tu Dongliu's murderous gaze, and raised his teacup to Huangfu Xiaochan with a smile as a greeting.

Huangfu Xiaochan saw Ye Jinming, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's you, Young Master Ye."

"You're being too polite," Ye Jinming waved his hand, pouring him a cup of freshly brewed hot tea. "Just call me Wu Jinming. Speaking of which, has Master Lin encountered that person you've been wanting to see lately?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of urgency and sadness flashed across Huangfu Xiaochan's eyes. He shook his head slightly, his tone filled with disappointment and confusion: "No, I don't know what's wrong. When I want to see him, I just can't."

Ye Jinming picked up his teacup, blew on the steam, and that meaningful smile reappeared on his lips: "Don't worry, Master Lin, I have a small guess, the person might be here soon!"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Xiaochan abruptly looked up, a sharp glint flashing in his previously somber eyes: "Oh?"

Ye Jinming smiled but remained silent, leisurely sipping his tea as if appreciating the breeze and birdsong in the forest.

It's quite a coincidence, perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was human scheme.

Not long after Ye Jinming finished speaking, outside the desolate forest, at the end of that quiet, deserted path, the sound of rapid train tracks was suddenly heard.

The sound, coming from afar, was neither hurried nor slow, accompanied by a peculiar and oppressive aura, and slowly approached the entrance to the ruined forest.

It was the iconic, mysterious sedan chair of the Universe's Wonders, being pulled step by step by a strange porter covered in strips of cloth, that entered the view of this desolate land.