Chapter 9 Part 2
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Chapter 9: She Grasped the Future! (2)
Bai Lian walked swiftly up to the white-haired girl.
“Have you encountered any difficulties? If you don’t mind, you can tell me about it.”
Her voice was soft, her face adorned with a gentle smile.
Her smile was like a spring breeze.
But spring is not only about a gentle breeze; it also carries the rumble of spring thunder.
“Wow—”
The sky, which had been only slightly overcast moments before, suddenly darkened to an inky black.
Bright lightning flashed within the thick clouds, then disappeared just as quickly.
“Hurry, hurry back and get the clothes!”
“Why is it raining again?”
It was as if someone had pressed a special switch—within an instant, the once peaceful street became chaotic.
But the noise was distant, as if the small world where Bai Lian, Xiao Jinse, and the girl stood had been severed, growing increasingly quiet.
The rain pounded against the green bricks.
Water trickled down from the cracks between the bricks.
The cool, wet spring breeze lifted the girl’s skirt.
Bai Lian patiently waited for the girl’s response.
Xiao Jinse, with her brows tightly furrowed, glared at the girl with a mix of frustration and helplessness.
The girl stood still, as if disconnected.
She probably wouldn’t like spring anymore.
She was deeply shocked.
After a long pause, she hesitated before answering, “My… my name is Lu Wantong.”
Bai Lian wasn’t asking for her name!
But she didn’t say anything.
Bai Lian repeated her question.
Since she had already decided to do this, she was determined to see it through.
If the task failed, there would be no rewards.
“Ah… oh…”
The girl finally snapped back to reality, her restive heart gradually calming.
Her earlier shock faded, and though still unsettled, she gathered the courage to speak to Bai Lian.
Lu Wantong timidly said, “Actually, I’m fine. I just heard that the Duxian Sect’s Immortality Promotion Meeting is testing for talent, not cultivation base. I was worried that I wouldn’t pass the assessment…”
Bai Lian nodded.
She had experienced two Immortality Promotion Meetings herself, and had seen too many similar scenes.
The Duxian Sect’s assessment is quite rigorous; it considers both cultivation aptitude and heart temperament.
This tradition was established by the former sect leader, Yan Xiyi.
Even after Jue Yunzi became the sect leader, he continued to uphold this tradition.
It’s hard to say whether this tradition is beneficial or not.
Though it ensures the purity of the Duxian Sect, it also meant that many exceptionally talented disciples were missed, slowing the sect’s revival.
So far, it hasn’t been too bad.
But in the game, the lack of powerful cultivators led to several close calls with extinction, and some lines of the game never even reached the mid-stage.
As Bai Lian sighed, Lu Wantong lowered her head, nervously twisting her fingers.
“I rushed all the way from the Sand Region, running for three months. I used up all the Spirit Stones my family had left. My father is still waiting for good news from me. If I can’t pass the exam, I really won’t have the courage to go back and face him.”
Bai Lian immediately comforted her.
There was nothing unexpected in her words.
In front of the Second Martial Sister, she was too embarrassed to pat Lu Wantong’s head.
Instead, she simply shared the Duxian Sect’s philosophy.
“You broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage at a young age. Your talent is more than sufficient.”
“As for your temperament…”
Bai Lian smiled gently and added, “I can’t give you a definite answer, because this is our first meeting. Only you can answer that question.”
“I…”
Lu Wantong opened her mouth slightly.
Her heart ached, but there was no pain—just an unsettling emptiness that needed to be filled.
Her self?
Lu Wantong stopped speaking.
Bai Lian’s words coiled around her like a green snake, tightening and tightening until she could no longer hear the thunder or the rain.
Only when Bai Lian placed a few Spirit Stones into her hands did she snap back to reality.
“No way.”
Lu Wantong instinctively tried to push the Spirit Stones back, but Bai Lian stopped her.
“I can see you don’t have much money. These Spirit Stones are a loan. If you pass the assessment successfully, you can return them to me later.”
“…”
Lu Wantong stared blankly at Bai Lian.
A loan, not a gift.
The distinction, though subtle, made her aware of Bai Lian’s kindness.
Was this her way of protecting Lu Wantong’s dignity?
What a considerate person.
No wonder everyone calls her a Natural Saint.
Lu Wantong gave a wry smile, no longer hiding her emotions.
“What if I don’t pass the exam?” she asked softly.
Bai Lian replied, “Your journey is still long. A few low-grade Spirit Stones won’t be a problem for you.”
Lu Wantong was speechless for a long time.
Luckily, with Xiao Jinse’s support, a thin layer of spiritual Qi hovered above their heads, so they weren’t drenched like chickens in the rain.
At that moment, Bai Lian received a notification that the task had been completed.
With the two points of Focus in her hands, she was ready to leave.
“I’m really good at comforting people!”
Bai Lian secretly praised herself.
She squinted, her smile spreading across her face, the joy evident in her expression.
(๑＞︶＜) ｗ
But she didn’t just turn and leave.
Instead, she said, “Some people consider those around them before acting, while others only think of themselves. I’m not sure which is better. But if you’re truly tired, you can try shedding some of that burden and think of yourself first.”
Lu Wantong looked up at Bai Lian.
She thought Bai Lian’s voice was incredibly pleasant.
Then Bai Lian waved goodbye.
“See you later.”
Goodbye.
Lu Wantong slowly raised her hand.
She wasn’t sure if Bai Lian had seen her wave, for Bai Lian had already turned and rushed into the pouring rain.
The “barrier” was broken in that instant.
The rain returned.
The sound of raindrops was like beads falling from a jade plate.
Lu Wantong saw Bai Lian and her Martial Sister walking side-by-side, just as she had seen them earlier.
She took only a few steps before unfolding her umbrella.
Pa.
The umbrella shielded them from the rain.
The two girls walked away, drifting farther apart.
“Elder Martial Sister, there’s no need to trouble yourself. I can just use my spirit Qi to push away the rain.”
“That’s silly! That would ruin the artistic conception!”
“Artistic conception?”
“Hush, feel with your heart.”
“Oh.”
“…”
Artistic conception.
Lu Wantong looked up.
The world before her was hazy, the raindrops like pearls rolling down.
She stretched out her hand, letting the rain fall on her palm.
It was chilly.
She rarely paused to ponder questions like these.
What does she want?
It’s not just for herself.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come here.
Lu Wantong sighed.
If she had left then, no one would have been able to save her father.
To save a crippled Golden Core Stage cultivator, the resources required could even cultivate a Soul Changing Stage cultivator. It simply wasn’t worth the cost.
Only the top sects could afford to be so generous.
But why would they help her?
Unless she were accepted into one of those large sects and given special training.
Unfortunately, time was no longer on her side.
At that time, her father had only half a month to live. If it weren’t for the leader stepping in, her father would have been gone already.
The leader was right.
“This is a fair trade.”
She didn’t have to do it, and no one was forcing her.
But…
“Is courage born from such turmoil?”
Lu Wantong muttered to herself.
She would persist to the end. Though afraid of pain, her determination would carry her through.
Lu Wantong slowly closed her hand.
In her palm, besides the rain, were the lower-grade Spirit Stones Bai Lian had given her.
They were hard.
And warm.
Lu Wantong’s eyes became resolute.
She felt it.
[I seize the future!]