Chapter 57 Mom?
A waterbed formed by dozens of tons of water from the Cold Pond flew across the sky.
Looking at the scenery outside the windshield, Li Xuan’s face turned ashen; he had given up resisting. Unless he could teleport his beloved car a hundred meters away in an instant, it was difficult to avoid being affected.
However, just as his beloved car was about to crash into the descending waterbed, the waterbed suddenly paused in mid-air and then collapsed with a thunderous roar.
The water surged in waves, resembling the Milky Way spilling down, crashing violently onto the asphalt road and the mountain wall, producing a deafening boom.
For a moment, the deserted highway at midnight was engulfed in thick fog, the humidity so dense that it felt as if one was drowning.
Following that, countless water droplets splashed, carried by some force, transforming into swirling water funnels that gently parted the curtain of rain, avoiding Li Xuan’s beloved car and flying to the sides.
“Bang—!”
A figure of a girl, bound like a rice dumpling, came out from behind the curtain of rain, crashing onto the hood and making a muffled sound.
The hood twisted and deformed instantly.
Hearing the muffled sound, Li Xuan snapped back to reality and slammed on the brakes.
“Screech—!”
The tires screeched against the pavement, producing a sharp noise, with a wisp of blue smoke escaping from the gap in the wheel rims.
The car came to a sudden halt, and the girl on the hood leaped into the air, tracing a parabolic arc before crashing heavily onto the ground, then bouncing a few times like a rubber ball, landing headfirst, sliding along the wet road for several meters before finally colliding with a stone pillar, coming to a stop.
Through the windshield, Li Xuan looked at his fellow disciple Huasang, whom he had heard so much about but never met. A bead of sweat quietly appeared on her forehead.
The girl, dressed in tattered clothes and with disheveled hair, lay face down on the grass by the roadside, motionless, her shoes flung far away, giving the scene the appearance of a m*rder scene.
Although Spiritual Ability Users’ bodies are much tougher than ordinary people, they are still made of flesh and bl**d.
Even an A-Class Spiritual Ability User could end up transported to another world due to a car accident if they weren’t actively defending themselves.
“What am I going to do? My master hasn’t forgiven me yet, and now I’ve run over my junior sister. I could very well be expelled from the sect this time.”
Li Xuan muttered to himself with a serious expression, getting out of the car and cautiously walking towards Huasang.
She wouldn’t be dead, would she?
He had heard that Huasang had made small mistakes repeatedly and the elders despised her greatly; was there a possibility that they sent her here in this way to clean house?
Like throwing out trash… Li Xuan thought quietly, but reconsidered, feeling it unlikely.
If they really wanted to clean house, they could have sent Huasang anywhere in Huacheng without needing to send her here. As long as the Chief Priest was willing, he could even send her outside the atmosphere to become a humanoid ring satellite.
At that moment, Huasang, lying on the ground, suddenly moved, turned her head, and lazily opened her eyes to look at Li Xuan, weakly asking, “Li Shixiong?”
“Uh, it’s me. Are you… okay?” Li Xuan asked, flabbergasted.
For a moment, he became curious about Huasang’s Spirit Patterns; how could she withstand such a impact without any visible injury without activating her patterns?
“I’m fine.”
Seeing this, Li Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and frowned as he asked, “You fell from such a height and didn’t protect yourself? You scared me to d*ath.”
“I didn’t want to move,” Huasang replied slowly, then changed the subject, “By the way, the Chief Priest said that once we got here, you would help me get untied.”
“Uh, that… right! Just wait, I’ll untie you now.” Li Xuan said as he quickly walked over and unbound the curse rope on Huasang.
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Half an hour later, on a rescue tow truck at a repair shop in Huacheng.
After hearing the entire story from Huasang, Li Xuan exclaimed in surprise, “So, you were sent to Huacheng this time as a substitute to support the Chief Priest?”
Being able to stand in for the Chief Priest to provide support in Huacheng not only indicated Huasang’s impressive abilities but also confirmed her high trust with the Chief Priest.
However, what perplexed Li Xuan was that such a task seemed more suited for Fu Xinyi.
After all, she was a once-in-a-century genius of the Dachunyang Palace, reportedly strong enough to match some elder’s powers, while this Huasang…
Li Xuan had heard of her reputation during his time in Dachunyang Palace.
But by that time, he had already graduated and was to report to Siye Society soon after. Huasang had only been in the sect for three years, and the courses she was involved in were completely different, leaving her without the chance to interact.
However, he had heard some stories about Huasang from his fellow disciples.
Mediocre performance in studies, frequent absenteeism from early classes, stealing herbs from the kitchen, fishing for turtles at the back mountain…
She sounded far from a serious cultivator and even seemed to be heading toward being a disgrace to the sect.
The fact that such a junior sister would be entrusted by the Chief Priest to come to Huacheng for support struck Li Xuan as a little unbelievable.
Huasang, slumped in her seat, slightly nodded at Li Xuan’s question, “Yeah, I was sleeping when I got tied up and thrown here to keep the peace.”
While speaking, her sidelong gaze glanced at the warped and deformed sports car on the tow truck, and she frowned slightly, “Speaking of which, Shixiong, is your car okay?”
Although the car was damaged, it was highly likely that Li Shixiong wouldn’t make her pay, and she had no money to help; at most, she could accompany him with a couple of turtles from the Cold Pond in the back mountain, but that would create a debt of gratitude.
The hardest thing to repay in the world is a favor. Just thinking about it felt bothersome… Huasang thought.
Li Xuan paused, looking at Huasang, his eyes trembling slightly, tears brimming in them.
After so many years, this was the first time something happened, and someone was concerned about how his beloved car was; honestly, he was so moved he could have cried.
This is family!
Completely different from that group of demons and monsters at the Siye Society!
Li Xuan opened his mouth, just about to say something to Huasang when the tow truck driver suddenly laughed.
“Hahaha, girl, you don’t need to worry about this little problem. Little Li is a regular customer at our repair shop; he comes at least eight times a month!”
Li Xuan, “…”
Huasang glanced at Li Xuan, who was sulking, nodded thoughtfully, and then closed her eyes.
She firmly believed in the principle that “life lies in calm nourishment.” Seeing that there was no need to worry about Li Xuan’s car, she decisively entered standby mode and started meditating.
As she meditated, her thoughts drifted, and a massive phantom with a turtle’s body and snake’s tail appeared in her mind, the snake tail vivid and ferocious, flickering its long tongue, while the turtle body seemed wispy and ethereal, like a swirling mist that could dissipate anytime…
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After falling into the dark vortex, Luxianbei felt like she had been drifting in darkness for a very long time.
Then she opened her eyes and saw the moonlight outside the window.
Dust detached from the wooden ceiling and danced in the dim light of the fireplace; the air was filled with the unique fragrance of wood burning, and sounds of “snap” from the burning firewood occasionally reached her ears.
Where is this…? Luxianbei thought, sitting up and scanning her surroundings.
This was a plain and simple room, neatly organized.
However, there wasn’t much to organize—the room contained only a single bed, on which lay a few pieces of women’s clothing thrown about messily, a desk with a coffee pot and a thick envelope, and an old television in the corner that seemed to have been unused for a long time, covered in dust.
The whole room seemed to convey a message to Luxianbei—its owner lived a simple, plain, and low-desire life, much like a monk.
Could this be the core of the special space?
Wouldn’t living in such a place be terribly lonely?
While Luxianbei was lost in thought, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and with a light sound, a familiar face came into view, causing her pupils to shrink slightly.
The visitor was a woman with gentle eyebrows that resembled her own, creating a fleeting illusion that she was looking in a mirror.
In that instant, without any prior warning, that feeling of familiarity from the depths of her soul made her immediately recognize who the woman before her was.
But is this Mrs. Wang Meili?
Isn’t she a bit too young? Luxianbei thought; in her imagination, Mrs. Wang Meili should be like her father, no longer youthful.
In fact, from the moment the woman entered the room, Luxianbei had been staring at her, yet she couldn’t determine her age.
Her delicate skin felt like that of an eighteen-year-old girl, while her aura felt like that of a woman in her early thirties.
“Have you woken up? If you’re awake, come over for dinner,” the woman said with a bright smile. “I made king crab, just caught from the sea, it’s really fresh.”
Hearing the words “king crab,” Luxianbei felt a dawning realization and tentatively called out to the woman’s back, “Mom?”
At the sound, Wang Meili, who was heading toward the kitchen, paused her steps, turned around, tilted her head, and smiled, “What’s the matter?”
“…”
Gazing at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Luxianbei’s lips parted slightly, her thoughts and emotions swirling like a cataclysm, yet she couldn’t say a word.
After a long time, she shook her head, “No, it’s nothing.”
How could it be nothing? It’s just that she had so much to say, and everything felt important, leaving her at a loss about where to start.
“Silly girl, if it’s nothing, hurry up and come eat!” Wang Meili said while smiling. “Seafood like this, once it cools, becomes fishy and isn’t tasty anymore.”
With that, she turned and left the room.
Watching Wang Meili’s retreating figure, Luxianbei hesitated for a few seconds before following her.
She longed to rush forward and embrace the woman who had disappeared from her life for nineteen years, only to suddenly reappear.
However, she lifted her hand and slowly put it down, then clenched her fist until her nails dug into her flesh, her body trembling slightly.
In that moment, she recalled a lost puppy she had seen on Mudan Street in her childhood; it had waited in place for its owner to return, eating only a little bit of the food and water offered by the neighbors each time.
Yet, when its owner came looking for it more than two months later and reached out their hands, it had hesitated and backed away warily…
(EMMM… I’m going to cut down on my updates today; I need to brew and revise this scene related to the mother a bit. Otherwise, I’m worried it may come off as a bit strange.)
