Chapter 45: We Owe Each Other Nothing
When Su Huan woke up, the memories from the dream were still vivid.
Also because of this dream, he finally knew his origin and his destination.
It turned out that Cang Xuan was him, Feng Qing was him, and Ji Buhuan was also him.
This was his hundred and second life.
And the reason he transmigrated into the book was that the tragedy of his previous life made him realize that gods shouldn’t exist in this world, so his subconscious reincarnated to this world outside the original one.
However, someone reversed time and space, forcibly dragging him back.
Suddenly, seeing a figure sitting by the bed, he was startled off guard.
Looking closely, it was Xiao Jianming.
Looking at the appearance identical to the youth named Wuwang in the dream, Su Huan couldn’t help feeling complex emotions.
While his thoughts were racing, he suddenly heard Xiao Jianming let out a short laugh, appearing somewhat gloomy.
Su Huan’s heart skipped a beat, sensing something wrong. “…What’s wrong?”
Xiao Jianming lowered his head, his expression obscured, his lowered eyes fixed on the lotus water jade in his hand.
After a long while, he asked in a low voice, “You… have you always been afraid of me?”
Su Huan was surprised, not knowing why he asked such a question, and didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
Xiao Jianming looked up, almost interrogating, “You are afraid I will kill you, aren’t you?”
Su Huan froze for a moment, then forced a smile. “How could that be?”
Xiao Jianming, however, saw through his forced ease. He closed his eyes, and those words from the past that couldn’t stand scrutiny surfaced in his mind—
“Then… then if we are Dao Companions, will you still kill me?”
…
“If I don’t accept, can we dissolve the contract?”
…
Right, in the beginning, it was I who wanted to like Buhuan gege.
Buhuan gege agreed to be with me only because the Life and Death Contract couldn’t be dissolved.
…But Buhuan gege has always been afraid of me?
Being feared was far more painful than not being loved.
Xiao Jianming’s heart ached to the point of suffocation.
“Buhuan gege, don’t lie to me…”
The smile on Su Huan’s face froze, and he fell silent.
Xiao Jianming looked at him. After a long while, he let out a laugh as light as air.
Like blood weeping from the heart, like ten thousand graves crying.
As if grasping the last straw, he muttered constantly, “The Life and Death Contract can’t be dissolved… can’t be dissolved.”
Su Huan looked at him, wanting to speak but stopping.
Suddenly, the youth looked up with a pale face, grabbed his wrist, his tear-filled eyes red as dripping blood. “What should I do so you won’t be afraid of me anymore…”
“Buhuan gege, tell me exactly what I should do…”
The youth bowed his head, resting his forehead against the back of Su Huan’s hand, almost begging.
Su Huan withdrew his hand and sighed lightly.
Then he extended his right hand, his fingertip touching the center of Xiao Jianming’s forehead. A white light instantly glided into it.
Xiao Jianming’s expression became dazed.
Su Huan said, “The thing you once left for me, I return it to you, and you will understand.”
That was a restriction Xiao Jianming had left in his sea of consciousness in his previous life to protect his divine soul, made by Xiao Jianming tearing his own divine soul apart.
If the person exists, the restriction exists; if the person dies, the restriction disappears.
It was also where all the youth’s memories lay.
A quarter of an hour later, the trance in Xiao Jianming’s expression gradually faded. His dark eyelashes fluttered, and his watery eyes looked at Su Huan tremblingly. “…Ah Qing gege?”
Su Huan nodded in response.
Xiao Jianming immediately burst into tears upon hearing the response. “I’m sorry, Ah Qing gege, I didn’t know that was you…”
He remembered.
In his previous life, he had killed Ah Qing gege once… no, twice.
Once discarding the corpse off the cliff at the wooden house, and the other time personally sending the sword into Ah Qing gege‘s chest.
That happened after he became a god.
…
After Xiao Jianming became the overlord of the Boundless Sea, aristocratic families sent many people to the Boundless Sea to curry favor or for unknown dark reasons. Ji Buhuan was among them.
Xiao Jianming recognized his Buhuan gege at a glance.
But the Buhuan gege who was dashing and gentle back then seemed to have become a different person. His whole body emitted black qi that wouldn’t disperse, half flowing toward his father, half flowing toward Xiao Jianming.
But Xiao Jianming still kept him.
Strangely, however, he discovered that Ji Buhuan’s divine soul was incomplete, and he didn’t have long to live.
One day, Ji Buhuan actually hid a dagger in his sleeve, attempting to assassinate him.
Xiao Jianming was both sad and puzzled, asking him why.
Ji Buhuan said hatefully, “You killed Brother Zhao!”
Xiao Jianming was stunned, piecing together from his intermittent accusations whom this unfamiliar name belonged to.
He was confused and said, “But his name isn’t Su Zhao, it’s Su Huan.”
Ji Buhuan was stunned.
Until one day, a youth with a round face and round eyes infiltrated the Boundless Sea.
Ji Buhuan was overjoyed to learn that his cousin wasn’t dead.
Xiao Jianming, however, was filled with regret.
He asked in disbelief, “You mean the other half of Buhuan gege‘s divine soul dissipated because of me?”
Su Zhao replied, “Correct. If you truly love him, let him go and let him spend the rest of his life in peace.”
Xiao Jianming refused.
But one day, Ji Buhuan took up the sword to stab him again.
Xiao Jianming asked him sadly why, but Ji Buhuan shed tears. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to either… But father placed a Puppet Contract in my divine soul, wanting to replace you… Just let me go…”
Xiao Jianming gritted his teeth. “Absolutely impossible.”
But he just couldn’t kill Ji Heng. If the puppeteer died, the puppet would undoubtedly die too.
But as long as Ji Heng was alive, he would definitely order Ji Buhuan to assassinate him.
Assassination orders came one after another, endless.
In the end, Ji Buhuan really couldn’t stand his body being controlled by others and begged Xiao Jianming to kill him.
“Kill me…”
“I don’t want to!”
“Why do you love crying so much? Don’t cry.”
“You know, as long as you kill me, everything will end…”
…
Recalling all this, Xiao Jianming stared blankly at the youth he had regained, and the pain deeply hidden under his calm black eyes broke through the soil.
Glimpsing the youth’s empty dantian from the corner of his eye, it rooted and sprouted rapidly, becoming an unremovable giant tree blocking out the sky.
He had actually hurt his beloved again and again.
At this moment, Su Huan gently wiped away the tears on his cheek. His eyes held compassion, pity, forgiveness, and an extra trace of divinity.
Just no romantic love.
Xiao Jianming vaguely understood something and panicked completely. “Buhuan gege, Ah Qing gege, don’t abandon me…”
Su Huan looked down at the hand gripping his arm. The knuckles were pale with force, but never hurt him.
However, he was afraid.
He gently pulled his arm out of the youth’s hand and whispered, “What I fear has never been you, but your love.”
He tried to respond to a love for the first time, but didn’t expect it to be so tortuous and painful.
Or perhaps he wasn’t suitable for loving someone.
…He wanted to break up.
Su Huan said the last sentence softly, “Wuwang, go back to the Boundless Sea.”
As he spoke, a golden divine seal slowly appeared on his pure white forehead.
Hearing this sentence, Xiao Jianming froze completely on the spot.
Su Huan returned to Lichen Mountain.
Just as he approached the courtyard gate, he saw someone waiting outside—
Zihuan Zhenren.
Zihuan Zhenren looked at him with a smile and asked, “How was it? How was the effect of my newly concocted Spirit Nourishing Tea?”
Su Huan was stunned. Although he had guessed earlier, only now did he dare confirm that his memory recovery was the effect of that bottle of tea.
He thought to himself, This tea accidentally let me recover my memory and prevent the demon race’s plot to destroy the world in advance. It truly is like timely rain, couldn’t be better.
Su Huan sighed in his heart, a gentle smile appearing on his face. He bowed solemnly to Zihuan Zhenren to thank her. “Martial Aunt’s great kindness will never be forgotten.”
Being so serious made Zihuan Zhenren, who had wanted to take the opportunity to tease the junior, somewhat embarrassed. “Alright, alright, drink more if it’s useful.”
Her departing figure was a bit hurried.
It wasn’t until she returned to her residence that Zihuan Zhenren realized belatedly: Truly strange, I actually felt awe toward a junior?
Hmm, I didn’t notice anything different about that kid either.
Su Huan intended to retrieve Su Zhao (the sword) but gave up.
Never mind. It was originally I who cut my own throat with the sword, causing Chaoyang to bear the karma of regicide. Now that the karma is resolved, let it be free.
Su Huan summoned the life-bound sword of this life, observing this snow-white celestial sword named Haoxue.
Sensing its master’s gaze, the sword body buzzed excitedly.
Su Huan held the sword, and the humming stopped.
The sound of the sword was clear and cold. Even if it wasn’t a divine sword, it was enough.
Thus, he waited quietly for the opening of the Immortal Alliance Conference.
During this period, Feng Jiangyue knocked on his door.
She shouted, “Fourth Junior Brother, bad news! That kid surnamed Xiao is kneeling at the foot of the mountain, saying he won’t leave unless he sees you!”
Su Huan responded, letting him be.
Three days later, there was another knock on the door.
This time it wasn’t Feng Jiangyue, but Little Junior Brother Fang Mingyun.
He ate too much candy and had just lost a front tooth recently, speaking with a lisp, “Fourth Theneor Brother (Senior Brother), bad newth, Theneor Brother Xiao fainted!”
The fingertips resting on his knees moved slightly, but he still didn’t see him.
It wasn’t until the scorching sun suddenly turned into torrential rain, with faint thunder rumbling, that Su Huan finally went down the mountain.
Unsurprisingly, Xiao Jianming’s obsession had turned into madness; he was about to fall into the demonic path.
The tribulation lightning of falling into the demonic path was approaching, and the entire sky of the Xuanji Sect darkened.
The wretched youth who fell into the muddy water had lost control of his consciousness, completely forgetting how to use spiritual power to separate the rain curtain. He was soaked wet and covered in mud stains.
Su Huan hurriedly helped him up, frowning tightly. He quickly sealed his spiritual platform acupoints with blood and infused spiritual power to suppress the surging spiritual power around him. Only then did the thunderclouds gradually dissipate.
Xiao Jianming gradually regained consciousness. With a pale face, he revealed a smile. “Ah Qing gege, I knew you couldn’t bear to refuse a child the most…”
Su Huan’s heart was cold, and his words were cold too. “Why not go back? The Boundless Sea is your territory.”
Xiao Jianming was stunned, shaking his head hurriedly to deny it, tears in his eyes. “I won’t leave, unless Ah Qing gege goes back with me.”
Su Huan pulled back the section of sleeve in his hand and said, “I have dissolved the contract. You and I have no relation anymore.”
Xiao Jianming’s black eyes widened, and the sleeve in his hand was easily pulled away.
He heard Ah Qing gege sigh again, “Go back to the Boundless Sea.”
Su Huan turned to walk up the mountain.
Suddenly, the youth kneeling on the ground spoke up, “Not enough.”
Su Huan paused. “What?”
The youth looked up, chuckled again, redness seeping into the bottom of his eyes, and said slowly, “Ah Qing gege wants to sever ties with me… just this isn’t enough.”
He walked up the steps on his knees until he grabbed Su Huan’s right hand.
His black eyes stared fixedly at those clear eyes, then he pierced his own dantian!
Su Huan was stunned. He hurriedly tried to withdraw his hand but couldn’t, shouting angrily in disbelief, “You’re crazy!”
“Yes, I’m crazy.” Xiao Jianming’s eyes were red, his expression faintly paranoid and mad.
“I’ve been crazy for a long time.” He said slowly, “From the moment you planned to abandon me again, I went crazy.”
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and heavy rain began to fall again.
Xiao Jianming used all his strength to hold his right hand, tore open that burning dantian, took out his own Nascent Soul, crushed it into a Golden Core, and put it into his palm.
The broken voice melted into the heavy rain: “Now, the Golden Core I owed you is paid off… the life I owed you is also paid off… We owe each other nothing.”
Observing the expression on Su Huan’s face, he slowly smiled and whispered, “Ah Qing gege, look, you still feel pain for me… We can’t be separated.”
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