Chapter 335

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Chapter 335: The Reminiscence of the Celestial Fox: Volume 2

The next morning at Kamitsumi Shrine, a group of people gathered once again. There were a total of five sword witches, along with Bai Wei and Hokusinn Kichyō.

Bai Wei remained tight-lipped about what had happened the previous day, and Hokusinn Kichyō was not eager to recall the events of last night.

Kamitsumiwoikirihime explained the situation briefly, and Kokonohana Nori expressed that the shrine would take charge of what happens next.

Everything seemed to have come to a joyful and celebratory end.

However, the trouble caused by this commotion left behind quite a few lingering difficulties.

Kokonohana Nori couldn’t leave for the time being, so Kiriko Mizuko, who had received only minor injuries, was left behind to do the hard work.

Igarashi Shimizu brought Yoshine Ise, while Bai Wei brought Saki Jingūji. They waited until Jingūji’s private car arrived, and then promptly returned to Edo.

Hokusinn Kichyō, for now, didn’t plan to return to the Hokusinn household. She wrote a letter for Bai Wei to deliver to Hokusinn Xuanma. She intended to stay near Kamitsumiwoikirihime for the time being, as there were many matters that needed to be clarified between them.

Even though Kuya has passed away, her water goddess status remained, and now Hokusinn Kichyō possesses both the essence of a mountain goddess and a water goddess. She has become a complete deity, rather than a half-human deity.

She didn’t feel happy about it, but she couldn’t disappoint Kuya’s efforts. She needed more time to become familiar with the use of both divine powers. The power of the earth deity could be freely used within Yingzhou, but it was a different story once she stepped out of Yingzhou. She also needed to further refine her sword skills.

Once she had important matters to attend to, she wouldn’t be busy sticking to Bai Wei’s side.

Love is not everything in life, nor can it bear the weight of one’s entire existence. And Hokusinn Kichyō’s life was not hers alone.

When Hokusinn Kichyō voluntarily expressed her intention to leave, there was a hint of contemplation in Bai Wei’s surprised expression.

This contemplation continued for over half an hour.

Sitting in the car for over half an hour, Shimizu and Ise were chatting away, while Bai Wei was lost in his own thoughts. Then, a sudden realization struck him.

“I understand now.”

This sudden realization piqued the curiosity of the two sword witches.

Bai Wei’s strength had become so formidable that, with further understanding and advancement, he might have reached the realm where he had a sword in hand, but no sword in his heart.

However, what Bai Wei realized was not about these things, but something else.

–He realized how to escape from the troublesome battlefield of Asuras.

Bai Wei was determined to marry eight wives, so he couldn’t end up hanging from a tree.

So he came to a realization, that those who pursue love often have an important prerequisite – time.

Many high school students’ love stories don’t die because of their parents, but rather die in the sea of exam questions. First love doesn’t cease to exist; it’s just that the thought of having to do more sets of test papers when they go back, the courage to confess is lost. This is a classic case where reality overwhelms emotions.

And only those who are idle and bored have plenty of time for fun.

Falling in love exhausts the spirit, consumes time, and drains money. As long as there is no energy and no time, it is enough.

So, it can be said, find something for them to do.

Even Hokusinn Kichyō, who is usually extremely aggressive, and Saki Jingūji, who inflicts high damage, cannot monitor him for 24 hours.

The former has a family business, while the latter has a job. But when they get busy, their minds naturally become free from thoughts of men, like a skilled swordsman who is focused and determined. Useless love stories like that only hinder my speed in wielding my sword and slaying monsters.

When love becomes a stumbling block to reality, it deserves to be heartlessly kicked away.

At that moment, Bai Wei suddenly realized that his desire to find eight wives might also be a challenging endeavor…

Unless they were octuplets.

Or if a person were to split into eight different personalities.

“Wow, this is really difficult,” he sighed.

So, are cloned humans considered to be multiple siblings? Should I start a Misaka Imouto Project to fulfill my ambition of marrying eight wives?

Thoughts are like a wild, untamed stallion, never content with just running, but instead, soaring freely through the sky.

What’s even more terrifying is that this person actually has the ability to make it happen. Therefore, after a brief consideration, they began envisioning the concrete steps for implementation.

Bai Wei furrowed his brow, sinking once again into deep contemplation.

Igarashi Shimizu noticed Mr. Bai’s serious expression and whispered to Ise, “Mr. Bai is lost in thought again. What do you think he’s pondering?”

Yoshine Ise replied without hesitation, “It must be related to Saki Jingūji. Her situation is more unique, and she’s still in a coma until now.”

The differences between people are born this way.

Woman: He must be thinking about another woman.

Man: Transformers, should I buy life insurance or car insurance?

…

On the way, they didn’t say much. Bai Wei closed his eyes to rest, with no intention of deepening his bond with the two sword witches.

The best way to pretend to be a skilled expert is to speak less. Those who are quiet and reserved either seem very reliable or very frightening.

At the very least, Bai Wei had the intuition of a central air conditioner. With just one glance, he could tell that the affection level of these two girls had easily surpassed seventy and was heading straight for eighty. With a little effort, reaching ninety would be simple. Then, he just needed to wait a bit longer, and they would willingly use their hard-earned money to buy him a shiny ring.

That is why it was unnecessary to delay them.

The girls of the shrine were good girls, deserving of a more wonderful encounter and a more romantic love story.

I was not a pumpkin carriage that took Cinderella to the ball, but rather a muddy carriage used for catching shrimps along the way.

Love would sprout inside the pumpkin carriage, and then pretended to be lifeless in the muddy carriage.

Bai Wei’s gaze once again fell upon Saki Jingūji. She was still asleep, her entire body placed inside a sleeping bag. Her vital signs were lively, and her eyeballs beneath her eyelids occasionally moved. Her sleep was also restless, as she would occasionally pull her hand out from the sleeping bag, unconsciously tugging at her own clothes. She must be someone who usually prefers napping.

The exclamation mark above her head and the word displayed indicated her current state.

[Once Upon a Time]

[The Memoirs of the Fox Immortal – Volume Two]

Purple exclamation mark, memories from the past life, loading!

When Bai Wei saw her before, he couldn’t help but feel a little tense. He didn’t expect that after this chapter, there would be a second part coming.

Jingūji’s past memories were actually very clear. The fox immortal and an animal caretaker, the latter of whom had already passed away, seemed to be quite distant.

So, what does this purple exclamation mark mean?

Volume Two, The Second World.

It must be the second world, and there is a reason why the fox immortal has become a heroic spirit. The bonds and entanglements between them have lasted not just one lifetime.

After the first world, there was a second world… It was obvious even to the least intelligent beings that there was a connection, a bond formed with Bai Wei, and something mysterious happened, like a magical chemical reaction.

It seems that Yagyū Simozi is also the reincarnation of Yagyū Yukichiyo, but she is not a heroic spirit; Chao Lu is the reincarnation of Liu Xiaowan, and she is also not a heroic spirit.

Reincarnation is merely a necessary but insufficient condition for becoming a heroic spirit; the sufficient but unnecessary condition is having remarkable strength in the previous life.

In fantasy stories, it is often mentioned that “the great emperor is reincarnated,” but no one ever speaks of “the reincarnation of a village commoner,” right?

Reincarnation is actually like shifting the starting line, throwing it back to the previous life.

If one doesn’t work hard, all expectations placed on the self from the previous life may turn out to be just an empty joy.

Here comes a story from the ancient times.

Once upon a time, in a distant land, there lived a supremely powerful master. He dedicated every moment of his life to cultivation. While others fought, he cultivated. While others pursued great opportunities, he cultivated. Even when others seized incredible opportunities, he continued to cultivate. Long after others had passed away, he persisted in his cultivation. Eventually, he became a formidable being capable of peering into the River of Light and Shadows.

Everyone admired him and wondered why this supreme master could endure such loneliness.

What they didn’t know was that it actually stemmed from curiosity and discontentment.

When he was young, a mysterious old man divined his future.

The old man said he possessed extraordinary talents and that with devoted practice, he would become a supreme being. However, his fate was remarkably poor, destined to a life of solitude and hardship until old age; it could not be obtained through force.

He had indeed tried all sorts of methods, attempting various ways in the hope of achieving a positive outcome, yet without exception, he obtained neither a good ending nor a green card.

In his sorrow, the mighty warrior made a choice to pour all his energy into training, not to mend his romantic failures, but because he was contemplating.

I have the demeanor of a great emperor. If I were to become an emperor, would I be able to escape this curse by seeing the past or the future?

So he continued his endless practice, and when he successfully became the mighty emperor, he decisively peered into the River of Time, gazing through the years to reflect on past events.

Then, to his sadness, he discovered… his past selves had thought the same way.

A few emperors looked across the River of Time at their past and future selves, and for a moment, they were struck speechless.

This is truly a sad story.

Saki Jingūji was still deep in slumber, a purple exclamation mark hovering above her head, not yet at the time when it could be triggered.

For now, Bai Wei set aside this matter and tidied up the other tasks he had to do next.

First and foremost, the cultivation of the Golden Tree had to be addressed. It was necessary to make a trip to Europa for this purpose. After carefully considering various factors, quite some time had elapsed. It was time to go back and check on Michelle’s situation, and also bring back a branch of the Golden Tree. Additionally, they needed to gather information about the current state of the witches in Yingzhou.

Next, they had to make a visit to Hokusinn’s house to deliver a letter, and then go to the hospital to check on Sakurai Shiru’s condition.

Next, they waited for Jingūji to wake up, or for the exclamation mark to succeed. When that time comes, they will need to make a visit to the shrine.

Lastly, it is necessary to further enhance the ability to protect oneself, and find a way to quickly replenish the Golden Power. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of the Golden Throne are unknown; otherwise, it would be possible to restore up to thirty percent of its former glory in a short period of time.

Bai Wei tapped his forehead gently, feeling like he had forgotten something, but couldn’t recall it for the moment. Lost in thought, the vehicle came to a stop… and he arrived home.

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