Chapter 894

Chapter 894: A Cliché Plot

Wang Yulun stared at the man in the light curtain who looked just like him, his eyes slightly dazed.

The deep sense of familiarity from his soul told him that this was his past life.

“Yulun, seems like your past life was even better-looking than you are now!” Xu Fan remarked with a chuckle.

He couldn’t deny that the man in the light curtain was strikingly handsome.

His aura was extraordinary, radiating a sunny confidence and an unyielding spirit, like the warmth of the sun itself.

Though his current state in the light curtain wasn’t great—his battle armor was in tatters, and his wounds were deep enough to expose bone—it was only thanks to the healing spell sealing his injuries that he wasn’t beyond saving.

“I can’t believe I was this good-looking in my past life!” Wang Yulun said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

“Just focus on the story; it might determine whether you’ll live a cushy life later,” Xu Fan said, glancing at his friend.

At that moment, the three people in the light curtain were caught by their pursuers once again.

"Wang Feng, give up and hand over the remnants of the previous dynasty behind you. If you do, you can still return as the General of the West," the leader of the pursuers said, his tone almost pleading.

“Fei Shuo, let’s get this over with. Today, there are only two outcomes: either I die, or you die.”

Wang Feng gripped his sword, pointing it at the pursuers with a fearless smile, standing tall like a mountain protecting the brother and sister behind him.

Fei Shuo, the leader, glanced at the deep wounds on Wang Feng’s body, his eyes flickering with a hint of pity.

“Is it really worth it for these two?”

“Their father saved my life. I made a promise to protect them.”

“You’re too soft-hearted. Listen to me—stay in the Immortal Realm as a wandering cultivator. The scheming and politics of the dynasty aren’t for you.”

Before Fei Shuo could finish, Wang Feng swung his sword with full strength. The force of the strike broke the seals on three of his wounds, and blood immediately soaked his body again.

Without hesitation, Wang Feng led the brother and sister away, not once looking back.

“Big Brother Xu, what do you think of that sword strike? Was I talented in my past life?” Wang Yulun asked eagerly.

“If you’re a 70, he’s an 80 at best. You’re not far apart. But I have to say, the heroic and loyal vibe your past life gives off is something I really admire.”

From just a few lines exchanged in the light curtain, Xu Fan pieced together the story.

It was as cliché as it gets, but that’s what made it believable.

“If things go as expected, you’ll probably find the next part of the story very familiar,” Xu Fan said, watching the heavily injured Wang Feng in the light curtain.

“Familiar?” Wang Yulun asked, confused.

“Just keep watching~”

Not long after Wang Feng fled with the siblings, he used a great teleportation talisman to escape hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Wang Feng’s body trembled as he fought through his injuries, leading the siblings to a cave.

Then, he collapsed to the ground.

“General Wang, General Wang, what’s wrong?” the prince of the previous dynasty asked, panic in his voice as he saw Wang Feng fall.

“Help me to a flat spot in the cave first. I need to tell you something,” Wang Feng said, smiling at the Golden Core siblings. Even in his weakened state, his sunny smile never wavered.

The woman pulled out some bedding from her space ring and spread it on the ground, then helped Wang Feng lie down on it.

"That sword strike just now took all my life force; I don’t have much time left," Wang Feng said as he removed the space ring from his hand and placed it firmly into the hands of the prince from the former dynasty.

"I owed your father a life debt and promised to keep you safe."

"I’m about to pass on, and this is everything I’ve saved up. It should help you settle in the Immortal Realm," Wang Feng said weakly, his blood soaking into the bedding.

"Uncle Wang, you can’t die! I still want to restore the kingdom and make you the Grand Marshal!" the prince said, his voice choked with tears.

"Isn’t this from that light curtain we saw last time, the celestial dynasty…"

Before Wang Yulun could finish, Xu Fan clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Better not mention that kind of existence," Xu Fan warned.

"I wanted to be the Grand Marshal too, but it looks like I won’t get the chance now."

"After I die, freeze my body and keep it in the space ring. When you’re strong enough to return to our homeland, bury me in the Wang family ancestral grave in Heavenly Spirit City," Wang Feng said with a faint smile.

At that moment, the princess of the dynasty, who had been silent, looked at Wang Feng’s wounds and clenched her teeth, making up her mind.

"Kun Yuan, step outside for a moment. I have a way to save General Wang," the woman said firmly, though her voice trembled slightly.

The scene gave Wang Yulun a strange sense of déjà vu.

"Don’t bother. I know what you’re thinking. Even if you save me, I’ll just be a cripple," Wang Feng said, shaking his head.

"Kun Yuan, go outside. I need to save General Wang," the woman insisted, her eyes determined but with a hint of shyness.

The prince glanced between the woman and Wang Feng, then turned and walked out of the cave without hesitation.

The light curtain’s story seemed to fast-forward, skipping over this part entirely.

The next part of the story showed the brother and sister settling into the Immortal Realm with Wang Feng’s help.

They also displayed incredible talent for cultivation and were taken in by one of the top sects in the Immortal Realm.

During this time, Wang Feng and the woman grew closer, developing feelings for each other.

The story ended here, leaving things at a frustratingly cliché point.

Xu Fan and Wang Yulun exchanged looks.

"Doesn’t this plot feel familiar?" Xu Fan said, a hint of envy in his voice as he looked at Wang Yulun.

"I feel like something’s missing," Wang Yulun said, staring at the now-vanished light curtain.

"What’s missing?"

"There’s a twist later on. I’m going fishing to see if I can pull up the next part of the story," Wang Yulun said.

"The rest is easy to guess. That brother and sister will expand their influence from that sect and eventually dominate the Immortal Realm, becoming the most powerful beings," Xu Fan said dismissively.

"When I was in that dream, the way my wife from my past life looked at me wasn’t just about this one thing."

"There was anger, blame, longing, and a touch of helplessness. That look made me feel like the story isn’t as simple as it seems," Wang Yulun said firmly.

"Is that so? Then hurry up and go fishing. Let’s see if you can reel in the next part of the story," Xu Fan said, suddenly intrigued.

"Alright," Wang Yulun nodded.

In the Da Zhou Celestial Dynasty, the ruler was having a meal with his most respected elder sister when his expression suddenly shifted.

He gazed into the depths of space, his eyes seeming to pierce through the entire star region, locking onto the Feiyu Realm.

"Kun Yuan, what’s wrong?"

"I think I sensed brother-in-law’s aura, though it’s very faint," the ruler said.

Hearing her brother’s words, the woman sighed.

"Not long ago, I dreamed of your brother-in-law too."