Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Xie Chenzhou, I Will Never Abandon You

Wen Buyu shook his head: “I haven’t seen Junior Brother Xie.”

Sang Nian thought of something and took out a paper crane from her storage pouch.

The paper crane glowed, flapping its wings and flying in a certain direction.

“You two go fix the flying boat first,” she followed the paper crane on her sword, shouting, “I’m going to find Xie Chenzhou, I’ll be back soon.”

Wen Buyu watched her leave, turned and walked to the gate.

Chu Yao was sitting on the steps at the gate, her chin resting on her hands, lost in thought.

Hearing Wen Buyu’s footsteps, she turned her head, seeing that he was alone, she asked:

“Where are Sang Nian and the pretty boy?”

“Junior Brother Xie suddenly left, Junior Sister Sang went to find him.” Wen Buyu said, “She told us to go fix the flying boat first.”

Chu Yao hummed, stood up and patted the dust off her clothes:

“Let’s go then.”

Su Xueyin followed behind her, holding their swords, not daring to breathe, desperately winking at Wen Buyu.

Chu Yao walked calmly for two steps, then suddenly turned around and kicked over the stone lion standing at the gate of the Medicine King Valley.

“It’s all my father’s fault!” she gritted her teeth, “It’s all his fault!”

Seeing this, Wen Buyu and Su Xueyin relaxed.

Wen Buyu rubbed her hair:

“It’s good that you can figure it out.”

Chu Yao kicked over the other stone lion, took a deep breath and felt refreshed:

“That’s better, let’s go, fix the flying boat!”

Su Xueyin: “Okay!”

The night was thick.

In a dense forest hundreds of miles away from the Medicine King Valley.

“Whoosh”

Someone crashed heavily into a tree trunk, the branches and leaves of the tree crown collided with each other, making a rustling sound.

The person slid down softly, propped himself up, and vomited a large mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

He looked up at the young man in front of him, smiling:

“Bu Si, you’ve grown a lot, you’ve finally learned how to kill.”

Xie Chenzhou lowered his eyes, his voice indifferent:

“I didn’t expect you to live this long.”

“Yeah, I should have been killed by you long ago.”

The man sighed:

“Thanks to the blood you left behind back then, I managed to survive, and I’ve lived until now, I should thank you.”

Xie Chenzhou’s eyebrows and eyes were filled with heavy rage, he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at him.

The man rolled over to avoid the sword, his body twitched twice, but he still smiled:

“Bu Si, where did you go after escaping from the Medicine King Valley? Did you ever think of me?”

Xie Chenzhou’s chest heaved violently, he curled his lips:

“Of course, I think of you every day and night, I regret every day and night that I didn’t have you quartered”

“Now, I finally have the chance.”

The man was puzzled:

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“Because of me, your flesh and blood saved countless people.” He said, “They see you as a god, they love you, respect you, worship you.”

“Enough!” Xie Chenzhou roared.

He clenched his fists tightly, the edge of his left hand armor pierced into his palm, flesh and blood were blurred.

His right hand, however, was blocked by something and was safe.

He stiffened his neck and looked down.

His palm was tightly wrapped with a bandage, with a beautiful knot at the end.

It was the wound that Sang Nian bandaged for him earlier.

Xie Chenzhou’s uncontrolled emotions gradually calmed down.

On the ground, the man’s eyes also fell on his palm, then he looked at his expression and chuckled:

“Our Bu Si also has someone he cares about.”

Xie Chenzhou’s face changed, he grabbed his collar fiercely, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth:

“What are you trying to do?”

“She’s such a kind girl, she knew you could heal yourself, but she still bandaged your wound for you.”

He changed his tone:

“Or, does she not know about this yet?”

Xie Chenzhou’s face was as dark as water, he didn’t speak.

“Dare you let her know?”

The man’s eyes were filled with pity, his voice gradually rising:

“You know you’re an Bu Si monster, you know that the longevity others dream of is within your grasp, you know you were once locked in a cage like a dog, cut to pieces again and again…”

“Guess, will she be afraid of you, disgusted by you, or will she try every means to take your longevity away?”

Xie Chenzhou’s hands, hanging by his side, trembled slightly.

The man sighed:

“Bu Si, admit it, if I hadn’t protected you for those seven years, you would have been devoured alive by the cultivators of the world.”

“After all, no one can resist the temptation of longevity, including her.”

“Between you and longevity, what choice will she make, you know better than anyone.”

Xie Chenzhou’s face turned pale.

The man covered his wound and sat up, extending his hand to him, his expression filled with pity:

“Bu Si, only I can…”

“His name is Xie Chenzhou.”

Suddenly, a girl’s clear voice came on the night wind, not loud or soft, but firm.

Xie Chenzhou raised his head abruptly.

The branches swayed, the girl in white clothes, like a butterfly, landed lightly under the moonlight.

She walked towards them step by step, saying word by word:

“Xie Chenzhou is Xie Chenzhou, he has a name, he’s never the Bu Si you call him.”

“He wasn’t before, he isn’t now, and he won’t be in the future.”

“Also, who said that being Bu Si makes you a monster? As I see it, it’s clearly the gods’ favor, they don’t want to see him hurt.”

“He’s not a monster.”

Xie Chenzhou was stunned.

Sang Nian walked to his side, took his tightly clenched left hand, and pried open his fingers one by one. Seeing the wound, she was furious.

She glared at him, exasperated:

“Are you stupid? You believe everything others say, you’ve made yourself look like this.”

The Lord of the Medicine King Valley also smiled:

“Don’t you crave longevity, young lady?”

“Longevity?”

Sang Nian raised her eyebrows, her tone light:

“What’s that? I don’t care.”

The Lord of the Medicine King Valley shook his head:

“You’re speaking too soon, one day you’ll know how good longevity is.”

Sang Nian ignored him and carefully treated Xie Chenzhou’s wound.

When she was done, she held his arm and looked intently into his eyes:

“I’ll ask you one question, do you believe him or do you believe me?”

Xie Chenzhou took a long time to say: “I… believe you.”

“Good,” Sang Nian said, “Then listen carefully.”

“First, I won’t be afraid of you.”

“Second, I won’t be disgusted by you.”

“Third, I don’t care about longevity, I care about you, Xie Chenzhou.”

She asked: “Do you understand?”

Xie Chenzhou’s eyes were dazed:

“I… understand.”

Sang Nian commanded fiercely:

“Repeat it.”

Xie Chenzhou’s eyelashes fluttered, he spoke in a low voice:

“You won’t be afraid of me.”

“You won’t be disgusted by me.”

“You… care about me.”

Under the moonlight like scattered snow, the girl’s eyes curved, her warm hands cupped his face, her tone light:

“Yes, that’s right, remember that, you can only believe what Sang Nian says, don’t listen to anyone else, don’t believe them.”

Xie Chenzhou’s voice was hoarse: “…Okay.”

After a pause, he said again:

“I want to grind this person into dust.”

Sang Nian: “Okay, then let him be ground into dust.”

Xie Chenzhou: “I want him to bleed to death.”

Sang Nian: “Good, then let him bleed to death.”

Xie Chenzhou: “I…”

He paused for a long time here, his eyes were unfocused, only heavy confusion.

Finally, he said:

“I hurt so much.”