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We traveled all over the mortal world together, encountering many demons and saving countless people. It was a time when I had never felt so relaxed and happy. Day by day, we grew closer and our cooperation became increasingly seamless.
As his gaze lingers on me for longer periods of time, I can feel his emotions towards me, but I don't want to break the silence. I want him to speak first; I don't want to admit defeat first.
That way, I would lose.
But soon, more than a year had passed. Mingling told me he had to go back, that our fateful encounter had been enough, and asked if I wanted to go to Yu Tai with him.
I gladly agree.
The moment I entered the gate to the cultivation world, I felt a pressure like never before, as if it was about to crush me.
Mingling reached out and saved me again, telling me that it was a divine pressure, and only those with enough fateful encounter could enter here.
I am very fortunate to have met him. Without him, I might never have had the chance to enter here in my lifetime.
He took me northward all the way, but when we passed a mountain, he suddenly stopped.
There was a fierce beast, neither wolf nor tiger, with a pile of white bones at the foot of the mountain, indicating that it had already eaten many passersby.
I have been fighting with Mingling for a long time, until both sides were exhausted. Then, the ferocious beast revealed a flaw, and I immediately raised my sword to strike at its throat. However, I didn't expect that this was just the usual tactic of the ferocious beast to kill people.
I fell for it.
As the killer's fangs were about to sink into my body, I was pushed away by Mingling. He took the brunt of the killer's counterattack for me, and his back was soaked in blood.
Seeing this, rage surged within me, and I immediately gathered strength in my hands, severing the head of this ferocious beast with a single sword strike.
Looking at Mingling in my arms, with his weak breath, I really don't know what to do. He looks like he's about to be gone.
It's all my fault. If it weren't for my carelessness, Mingling wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries.
Looking at his weak and feeble final instructions, he said that heading north would lead to the stone gate of Yu Tai, and with my token I could enter and cultivate immortality inside. Finally, I couldn't help it. I tightly held his hand and urgently spoke, afraid that he wouldn't have time to hear my words.
"Mingling, I have always been pleased to be with you. I originally wanted to wait for you to speak first after we arrived at Yu Tai, but I didn't expect to encounter this today. I'm sorry, truly sorry."
Perhaps my apology worked, Mingling extended his blood-stained hand and left a blood mark on my face, telling me: "Next time we meet, I will definitely recognize you."
What's next, I still don't understand. Mingling lowered his hand, and then the painting's golden fragments scattered away.
I can't touch anything anymore.
Things happened too quickly, and I didn't react in time before he was gone.
I stayed here in a daze for a long time, until the beast's body started to smell, and then I left.
Looking at the jade pendant as a token of love in my hand, and then at the winding road ahead leading north, my heart hesitated.
Cultivation, cultivating alone until old age, is it really meaningful?
I suddenly feel that I was quite foolish before, coming here just to cultivate immortality, and causing Mingling to lose his life for nothing.
I threw the jade pendant at the entrance of the Yu Tai stone gate, then turned and left, returning to the mortal world.
After this incident, I also realized my responsibility. Not everyone who cultivates immortality can necessarily save a few people, but I am different. I can save many people.
When I returned to the palace, I found out that my father had already found a minister's daughter who looks like me and appointed her as a princess to marry on my behalf.
Father still loves me, he didn't blame my willfulness, just asked me if I had been well during the past year, and if I had suffered. My tears couldn't be held back anymore, like a flood bursting from my eyes, I cried for a long time, and Father and Mother silently accompanied me, comforting me.
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