We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 640: As Long As He’s Still Senior Brother, I Simply Love Him!

Beneath a moon washed clean and clear over the palace, Yu Yunwei followed a maid toward a certain courtyard.

Moonlight fell over the young woman, and at this moment, Yu Yunwei appeared somewhat nervous, though anticipation weighed even heavier upon her.

Yu Yunwei did not know why senior brother had suddenly wished to see her but these past days confined within Hongxiu Palace had, indeed, left Yu Yunwei feeling rather stifled.

At night, in her dreams, Yu Yunwei had even dreamed that senior brother had regained his memories, and that the two of them had run away together, far from everything.

On luckier nights, Yu Yunwei dreamed that senior brother had slipped secretly into Hongxiu Palace, undone the sash at her waist, and made passionate love with her.

Only, waking each morning, Yu Yunwei would find Xue Kui lying on top of her instead, drool smeared across her own cheek.

"Miss Yu, His Majesty is just inside. Miss Yu may go in on her own."

A full incense stick's time later, the maid finally stopped, saying this to Yu Yunwei.

Yu Yunwei raised her head, and saw the arched gateway of that courtyard, inscribed with the words "Hundred Flowers Garden."

"My thanks." Yu Yunwei nodded, walking into the courtyard.

Because it was summer, most of the spirit flowers and herbs within Hundred Flowers Garden had already bloomed, glowing faintly beneath the bright moonlight.

Swarms of fireflies drifted back and forth among the flowers and grasses, like countless stars fallen from the night sky, scattered across the garden.

The evening breeze carried, along with summer's cool air, a faint fragrance and the scent of earth.

Yu Yunwei, in her embroidered shoes, walked along the pebbled path, step by step, her swaying skirt stirring the moonlight.

Before long, Yu Yunwei caught sight of a man's figure from behind.

He sat perfectly upright within the pavilion, raising his head, gazing at the stars above, remaining perfectly still, like a statue.

Yu Yunwei's heart could not help but race, her small hands, folded before her chest, clenching tightly.

"What am I afraid of? Could senior brother possibly eat me alive? Or beat me to death? If senior brother wants to hit me, worst case, he'll just interrogate me again. And if senior brother has romantic feelings for me, all the better. My whole self already belongs to senior brother anyway. What is there to be nervous about?"

At last, Yu Yunwei drew a deep breath, straightened her shoulders, and walked toward Xiao Mo.

"Did Your Majesty summon Yunwei here specially because you couldn't sleep so late at night, and wished for Yunwei's company?"

Walking into the pavilion, Yu Yunwei spoke slowly, her voice carrying a young woman's soft, sweet tone, her fingers trailing across her rising chest, as though deliberately trying to provoke Xiao Mo.

"As master of this world's foremost demonic sect, who would dare ask miss for her company? Please, don't joke like that." Xiao Mo turned, taking up the teapot, pouring a cup of tea, setting it across from him. "Please, miss, do sit."

"Your Majesty dared whip me before, though." Yu Yunwei smiled faintly, smoothing her skirt, seating herself across from Xiao Mo.

Lifting the teacup, Yu Yunwei pursed her rosy lips, blowing gently, then drained the cup in one go, praising, “Your Majesty truly has a fine hand for brewing tea."

"The maid brewed it just now, not me."

Yu Yunwei: "..."

The atmosphere between them seemed somewhat awkward but Xiao Mo simply ignored it, pouring Yu Yunwei another cup of tea, glancing at her, “Come to think of it, miss truly has kept her word, not stepping out of Hongxiu Palace even once."

Hearing this, Yu Yunwei pouted, “Your Majesty's consort truly is no ordinary matter. Without Your Majesty's permission, I fear one step outside Hongxiu Palace would cost me my head."

Xiao Mo shook his head with a smile, “I don't know Siyao particularly well, but I've spent roughly two years with her regardless. She's not the type to kill needlessly, and she acts with proper judgment. So long as miss doesn't overstep too far, there should be no real issue, even the occasional trip outside Hongxiu Palace to clear your mind."

"Hmph..." Yu Yunwei turned her head away, murmuring softly, "I suppose wanting to take you away would be the most excessive thing possible, to her."

Xiao Mo pretended not to hear Yu Yunwei's quiet grumbling, continuing, “It's been a month now, and I no longer have any particular interest in interrogating miss further, especially since miss is a friend of Master Wangxin's. And so I've decided to grant miss her freedom. Miss may leave at any time."

"Is Your Majesty trying to drive me away?" Hearing Xiao Mo's words, Yu Yunwei could not help but clutch her skirt tightly, unease flooding her eyes.

"What, does miss not wish to leave, then?" Xiao Mo asked with a smile.

"Of course I want to leave. What's good about staying here?"

Yu Yunwei pouted, her expression carrying a note of playfulness.

"Staying here, I have to be careful of that Qin Siyao every single day, and Wangxin says there's even a Ten Thousand Swords Sect master, and Your Majesty's other consort seems no ordinary matter either. I've never felt so stifled in my entire life."

"But I can't leave without taking Your Majesty with me."

Hearing Yu Yunwei's words, Xiao Mo smiled, “Am I truly that important to miss, then?"

"Of course you're important!"

Yu Yunwei raised her lovely head, speaking earnestly.

Their gazes met, and silence settled once more over the pavilion.

"Then I wonder, exactly how important am I to miss?" Xiao Mo asked. "Could miss explain?"

"I..."

Yu Yunwei's small mouth parted slightly, uncertain how to begin.

"Your Majesty... do you truly... not believe in past lives?"

After a good while, Yu Yunwei finally spoke slowly, her fingers gripping tightly, turning pale.

"I believe in them." Xiao Mo nodded. "Both the Daoist and Buddhist traditions speak of past and future lives, and I am, after all, a cultivator myself. How could I not believe in them? It's only that, when miss claimed to be my wife from a past life, that I found difficult to believe."

"..." Yu Yunwei lowered her head once more, pouting.

Watching Yu Yunwei's expression, Xiao Mo, too, felt a certain sense of unreality in his own heart.

Truth be told, Xiao Mo still could not connect this woman before him with the master of the world's foremost demonic sect.

Rather than a demonic sect master, her every word and gesture before him felt far more like that of an ordinary young girl.

"Miss, if we truly did once meet, what exactly was our relationship? What happened between us?" Xiao Mo asked, his tone growing increasingly serious.

"Is that why Your Majesty came to find me tonight?" Yu Yunwei asked in return.

"Yes."

Xiao Mo nodded.

"Otherwise, I genuinely cannot understand why miss, whom I've never met before, with whom I hold no grudge whatsoever, would come to find me, wanting to take me away."

"And if miss truly wished to harm me, you could have done so right there in the imperial study. Even Siyao might not have reacted in time."

Yu Yunwei fell silent once more, saying nothing, as though hesitating over something but Xiao Mo was in no hurry, waiting for Yu Yunwei's answer.

"I... I cannot tell Your Majesty the full truth right now."

Yu Yunwei raised her head, looking at Xiao Mo.

"This matter involves karma of enormous weight. At Your Majesty's current cultivation level, you could not yet bear such a heavy burden."

If possible, Yu Yunwei would, of course, wish to tell senior brother everything but over these years, serving as master of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, Yu Yunwei had encountered countless hidden realms and secret records dating back to the sect's founding.

Yu Yunwei had learned certain things about the ancient war against the divine spirits.

She knew that the divine spirits were an extraordinarily unique kind of being.

Divine spirits resembled ordinary living beings, yet also seemed like embodiments of the laws themselves.

Should anyone harm a divine spirit, they would become entangled with the great Dao's own karma.

For instance, should a cultivator harm a divine spirit, that cultivator would leave behind an "imprint" upon Heaven's Dao itself.

Beyond the divine spirit who had been harmed, every other divine spirit could, through this "imprint," locate that person, sensing their presence.

No matter how far apart they might be, no matter how much time had passed and the very "thread" by which that imprint located its target was that person's own memories!

Senior brother had not merely harmed a divine spirit before. He had slain one outright!

Should senior brother recall this, or should he ever learn that he had killed a divine spirit in his past life, he would be sensed by the divine spirits at once and Yu Yunwei did not even know how many divine spirits still remained within this world.

Yu Yunwei did not know, either, whether those divine spirits had awakened, what relationship they held to the one senior brother had slain, or whether they might come seeking retribution against him.

"It's all right, miss. Say whatever you're able to say. I won't press you."

Watching the other party's somewhat anxious eyes, Xiao Mo felt she might genuinely be looking out for his own interests.

Since that was so, he certainly would not force her to reveal everything at the risk of her own safety.

Only, Xiao Mo found himself even more puzzled.

What exactly had he done within the Book of a Hundred Lives?

Could it truly be this serious?

Yu Yunwei's eyes darted back and forth, as though organizing her thoughts, considering what she could safely tell Xiao Mo.

"Since that's the case, then I'll tell Your Majesty." After a long while, Yu Yunwei looked earnestly at Xiao Mo. "In truth, Your Majesty and I are, in fact, fellow disciples under the same master."

"Fellow disciples?" Xiao Mo froze slightly.

"Yes."

Yu Yunwei nodded firmly, continuing.

"Back then, my own master died, and entrusted me to a senior, that is, senior brother, your own master. From that point on, we became fellow disciples of the same sect."

"Because my temperament held a certain wild, unruly edge, after arriving at Yeblood Peak, I would occasionally displease you, senior brother. But you never once looked down on me for it, and even taught me to read, and taught me principles of proper conduct."

"One could say that, without senior brother, there would be no me today."

"Gradually, my relationship with you, senior brother, grew ever closer."

"The two of us practiced the Blood Demon Sword Formula together, went on training journeys together, entered seclusion together, doing nearly everything side by side. We were not merely fellow disciples, but childhood friends as well."

As she spoke, a bright, excited light flickered in Yu Yunwei's eyes.

"Later, feelings blossomed between the two of us. I still remember, it was a summer day, within a sea of colorful blossoms, senior brother, you called me over."

"There, senior brother, you told me you liked me. How could I not have liked senior brother in return? I too had waited for those words from senior brother for so long."

"After that, the two of us were together. Master, seeing us together, was overjoyed as well. Only, senior brother, you cultivated the Blood Demon Sword Formula, and I cultivated the Illusion Heaven Art, and before achieving mastery, we needed to preserve our primordial yang and primordial yin intact, and so we didn't have much physical contact."

"And senior brother, you once said that once you achieved mastery of the Blood Demon Sword Formula, and entered the Jade Simplicity realm, you would marry me, and I've always waited for you, senior brother."

"But who could have known, one day, other demonic sects invaded our Ten Thousand Dao Sect, and in the end, senior brother, you died in battle, falling into my arms."

Gradually, a thin mist of tears veiled Yu Yunwei's eyes, as though she might burst into tears at any moment.

Yu Yunwei wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, her tone carrying a note of choked emotion, “After senior brother died, my own heart died along with you. In this life, I will only ever love senior brother alone."

"After that, I began ceaselessly searching for senior brother's reincarnation, wanting to see senior brother once more."

"I thought to myself, if I were given one more chance, I would never let go again, that I would surely grow old alongside senior brother!"

"I mobilized countless cultivators of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, searching for senior brother for a thousand years. Not long ago, I finally received word that senior brother had become the ruler of a kingdom."

"The moment I heard this news, I came here immediately! Wanting to bring senior brother back home."

"And so, when Yunwei said earlier that she and senior brother were husband and wife, that wasn't entirely deceiving senior brother either. It's simply that Yunwei hasn't formally married in yet."

"But who could have known."

Yu Yunwei clenched her small fists, her teeth grinding in frustration.

"Who could have known that several Ascension realm cultivators would inexplicably be lurking within this very palace!"

"Senior brother!"

Yu Yunwei called out with deep emotion.

"These Ascension realm cultivators care only for themselves. Never mind a mere mortal, they wouldn't even glance twice at an ordinary Jade Simplicity realm cultivator. Though this junior sister doesn't know exactly what purpose they have in approaching you, senior brother, something is surely wrong here! Senior brother, please don't let yourself be deceived by them!"

"Senior brother must trust Yunwei. Only Yunwei truly has your best interests at heart, senior brother! None of them are good people!"

"..."

"..."

Xiao Mo fell silent for a moment.

He kept feeling that this last line Yu Yunwei had spoken sounded strangely familiar.

As though Siyao had once said something quite similar to him before...

As for what Yu Yunwei had told him, Xiao Mo did not entirely disbelieve it but still... something felt off, somehow.

"I will give careful consideration to everything miss has said."

At last, Xiao Mo spoke.

"So senior brother still doesn't believe me..." Yu Yunwei lowered her head, a note of disappointment in her expression. "Everything Yunwei said was true."

"Setting aside whether what miss said is true or not."

Xiao Mo shook his head, letting out a sigh.

"Even if I truly were miss's reincarnated senior brother, what then?"

"I have already lost every memory I once held. Could someone like me still be considered miss's senior brother at all?"

"Of course you can." Yu Yunwei said earnestly. "Why couldn't you be?"

"What does it matter if senior brother has lost his memories?"

"What does it matter if senior brother has been reincarnated?"

"Senior brother's soul has never changed at all."

"Senior brother will always be Yunwei's senior brother."

Yu Yunwei rose to her feet, pouting, her lovely eyes carrying the particular stubbornness of a young woman.

"Whether in this life or the last! As long as he's still senior brother!"

"I simply love him!"