Chapter 126: You Can Also Recite Poetry?

About winter.

About snow.

In the eyes of different people, it has different definitions.

Scholars compose poems about the wind and snow, noble families see snow as an auspicious sign, and some simply love the snowy scenery, drinking tea and admiring the snow as it falls.

But for the people at the border, for these refugees who have lost their homes.

Snow means torment.

The world is silent, all sounds covered by the wind and snow, layer upon layer, the only sound in their ears being the howling wind that chills their bodies.

Thin clothes, frail bodies, they can only rely on huddling together to barely fend off the cold.

Light snowflakes slowly accumulate.

Gradually forming an unignorable weight.

The only good news is, under the leadership of Xu Xi and Wu Yingxue, the refugee group is getting closer to the passage, and they will arrive safely tomorrow.

If nothing unexpected happens, tonight will be the last torment.

The refugees shiver and hold each other tightly, wrapping their cold bodies with the fur and scales of dead demons, or anything else they can find.

In this howling snowstorm.

Only Xu Xi, Wu Yingxue, and a few martial artists with protective energy remain unscathed.

“Sir, do you also know how to cure illnesses?”

“A little, not much.”

“But you said earlier that the Great Qian Dynasty is sick, everyone is sick, and you can cure this illness. Isn’t such a disease very difficult to treat?”

“Not difficult, just let those who are overfed eat less, and those who are hungry eat more, and the illness will disappear on its own.”

A small campfire flickers with faint light.

The fire, backed by a large rock, cannot be extinguished by the cold wind, and with Xu Xi’s protective energy, it provides precious light in the night.

Xu Xi sits on the left, the girl on the right.

They are the strongest among the group.

While chatting by the fire, they are also guarding against danger.

After hearing Xu Xi’s answer about “curing illness,” the girl seems thoughtful, finding the reasoning simple yet strangely profound.

“Hmm… as expected of the sir, what you say makes sense.”

“Not like me, I can’t do anything.”

The girl suddenly sighs.

Her arms propped behind her, looking dejected.

Xu Xi smiles, reaching by the fire to take a piece of charred demon meat, tossing it into his mouth to chew slowly.

This is his dinner for tonight.

Dry, tasteless, rough, and hard to chew.

But it’s the only food for tonight.

“It’s okay,” Xu Xi swallows the chewed demon meat, then looks at Wu Yingxue.

“Yingxue, you have your strengths, you don’t have to be like me.”

“But I… besides martial arts, I can’t do anything.”

“That can’t be, think again.”

In the dim night, the campfire appears both bright and tiny, casting a red glow on the girl’s hair.

Xu Xi gently encourages the girl.

So, the girl frowns in thought, tentatively saying, “Besides martial arts, I might also… compose poetry?”

Xu Xi: “?”

Now it’s Xu Xi who’s at a loss.

Not that he looks down on Wu Yingxue, but her demeanor just doesn’t connect with the idea of composing poetry.

Is she truly a hidden talent?

With a serious attitude, Xu Xi decides to first hear Wu Yingxue’s poetic skills.

“Ah? You want to hear it?”

“This, I, it.”

“Um, maybe let’s just forget it…”

Sparks fly, dry branches burn.

Under the illumination of the fire, everything around becomes shadowy, further highlighting the girl’s awkwardness and discomfort.

But she’s brave, finally gathering the courage to recite:

“Horse, you have four legs!”

“Human, you have two thighs!”

“I, I…”

The volume suddenly drops rapidly.

The atmosphere abruptly becomes quiet.

Even the sound of wind, snow, and fire becomes silent, leaving only the awkwardness to spread.

After a moment.

Both tacitly jump to another topic.

Both Xu Xi and Wu Yingxue unanimously ignore the poetry recitation.

After all, the level was somewhat ahead of its time.

…

The following time.

The cold wind remains sharp, but it’s blocked by their energy, unable to penetrate.

An invisible protective energy spreads around, offering some shelter to the refugees.

Honestly.

This feeling is quite subtle.

In a world of ice and snow, where the wind and snow never cease, yet due to the repetitive scenery, there’s a sense of time standing still.

“This winter will be tough…”

Xu Xi silently chews the demon meat, thinking about the next steps.

At the same time.

He also shares some experiences about reversing from Postnatal to Innate, providing reference for the girl.

The girl has been in the Blood Replacement Realm for a long time, just lacking a tiny yet crucial moment.

Perhaps she’ll break through in battle.

Or maybe she’ll wake up one day and break through.

She’s just one step away from becoming an Innate Martial Artist.

“Here, take this,” Xu Xi takes out two bottles of True Qi Pills.

That was the rent the girl had paid, Xu Xi originally planned to use it himself, but unexpected events came too quickly, and he broke through to the Innate Realm earlier than expected.

Naturally, these pills for breaking through to Innate are no longer suitable for Xu Xi.

Perfect to give to Wu Yingxue.

“Huh?”

The girl looks surprised, she never thought that while still paying rent in installments, she could receive pills from Xu Xi in return.

“Are you serious?”

She hesitates to ask.

“Yes, take it.”

Xu Xi holds the pill bottle, reaching past the fire to place it in the girl’s palm.

“…Thank you.”

Wu Yingxue is stunned for a moment before quickly thanking Xu Xi.

She’s not one for pretentiousness.

Knowing that she really needs the assistance of True Qi Pills to soon step into the Innate Realm.

“The sir is really a good person,” she smiles, evaluating Xu Xi.

And also a big fool.

Always thinking of others.

The girl looks down at the pill bottle in her hand.

The bottle is smooth, typically narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, reflecting other things in the faint light of the fire.

There’s the girl’s own face, the leaping flames, the thick layer of white snow.

And, the blurred figure of the man opposite.

All of it.

Twisting and mixing with the flickering of the fire.

“So nice…”

A soft voice sounds, not sure what it’s praising.

[On the night before reaching the passage, you talk with Wu Yingxue]

[You learn the girl can compose poetry, greatly shocked]

[After hearing the girl’s poem, you silently never mention it again]

[Considering future battles and the threat of the Demon Tide, you give the unneeded True Qi Pills to the girl, helping her break through to the Innate Realm]

[Wu Yingxue seems very happy]

[At night, she holds two bottles of pills, sleeping with the Dragon-Patterned Long Spear, unwilling to let go for a moment]

[When she wakes up the next day, her joy hasn’t diminished at all, always smiling brightly when calling you, staying by your side, claiming to protect you, though you don’t really need the girl’s protection]

[Until you reach the passage]

[The tragic scene slowly makes the girl’s smile fade]

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