Chapter 2: A Guest from Afar, Asking Where They Are From
I was never a clever person since childhood; my only virtue was my willingness to work hard.
During my student days, I studied relentlessly, barely getting into an obscure 211 university. After graduation, due to my poor major, I moved through more than ten cities, hoping to find a stable job, but I never did!
In my thirties, I married through a blind date. However, due to my lack of career success, my leverage in choosing a partner was low. The wife I found was not understanding or successful in her career. She was very dissatisfied with me, often complaining that she had married a good-for-nothing husband.
After my daughter was born, the Family's finances became even more strained. Only when I saw my daughter's smiling face would I feel a little happy.
I didn't want things to be this way either, so I could only work doubly hard.
Life was exhausting, leading to mental fatigue. A single mistake, and I found myself in a different world!
Commonly known as—Transmigration!
The year I Transmigrated, I was six years old. This body belonged to a boy named Chen Qianliu. He had fallen from a building due to mischief, scattering his soul, which I then occupied.
This was an ancient world. Although I missed my Family on Earth, especially my daughter, I could only feel a lingering sadness. After all, the two worlds were separated, beyond the power of a Mortal to traverse. A myriad of thoughts, yet no wild goose could carry them.
I thought that with my two lifetimes of accumulation and the influence of advanced Earth civilization, I would surely thrive in this new life. Less than a month after Transmigration, I became famous in the village for plagiarizing poems by Li and Du. A great Confucian from a neighboring village, with his Wisdom Eye, took a liking to me, accepted me as a Disciple, brought me home, and personally guided my writing. For a time, I was known as a child prodigy.
When I went to the county town to take the child scholar examination at the age of eleven, I heard people say that the Great Qian Dynasty devoted the entire nation's resources to supporting the Yu Xian Sect. This was a Xianxia world, and the status of Xianxia Sects was far above that of the secular Imperial Dynasties.
At that time, I was utterly shocked. However, there was no path to seeking immortality, so I could only continue to study hard, taking imperial examinations all the way into the imperial court. In the imperial court, I met Immortal Master Wuliu. After much pleading, I was finally granted Talismans and taught the Twelve Talisman Arts of the Xuanmen, becoming a Named Disciple. After Cultivating Talismans diligently for six or seven years, I finally got lucky. I gave up the wealth and prestige of the Mortal World and, at the age of twenty-eight, entered the Yu Xian Sect as a handyman.
I originally thought that as long as I worked hard, I could steadily rise, and one day, escape the Mortal World and leave the Mortal World. However, natural talent was something that effort could not change.
At the age of forty-eight, my twenty-year service period at the Yu Xian Sect ended. I had only Cultivated to the Qi Refining Second Layer, with no hope of becoming an official Disciple. According to Sect rules, I had to descend the mountain and re-enter the Mortal World, with no further Opportunity to seek the Dao of Immortality.
At that time, I was overcome with great sorrow, with thoughts of self-abandonment and despair. I felt that the heavens and earth were vast, and the immortals and gods were stingy, with no one willing to lend me a wisp of clear wind to ride straight to the Peak of the clouds.
As I was about to descend the mountain, a familiar fellow Disciple came to ask: “There is an Opportunity, are you willing to accept it?”
A sixty-eight-year-old Senior Martial Sister in the Sect had failed to Breakthrough to the Spirit Embryo Realm, ending her path to immortality. She wanted to establish a Family outside the Sect. She had noticed that I had never been infatuated with women in the Mortal World, had never married, nor had I frequented brothels, finding me honest and reliable. She sent someone to ask if I was willing to Dual Cultivate? I thought for half a day, truly having no other option, as this was the only Opportunity to continue seeking immortality. So, I agreed to the Senior Martial Sister, paid respects to the Ancestral Master, became husband and wife, left the Sect, and chose Shuangyun Mountain Lieguang Cave as our dwelling place.
After getting married, I learned that the Senior Martial Sister had forcefully broken through her Realm, damaging her foundation.
To heal my old wife, my wife and I exhausted all our resources, yet we still could not restore her Cultivation. My old wife's Realm dropped one layer each year, plummeting from the Golden Core Realm Peak directly into the Qi Refining Realm before finally stopping.
In just a few years, our savings were depleted, and we could only rely on selling Talismans to make a living, often finding ourselves in a state of poverty where income could not cover expenses.
Although my old wife secretly taught me the Sect's secret techniques, condensing spirit into Talismans consumed a lot of vital essence. I was also old, and my Cultivation made no further progress, always hovering at the Qi Refining Second Layer.
My old wife had injuries and could not bear children. After decades of marriage, we had no offspring. Every time I thought of this, I felt that this life was even more desolate than my previous one.
Yuan Wei once had a famous line:
“In jest we spoke of what comes after death, now all has come to pass.
My clothes are worn, almost all gone, but the needlework remains, I cannot bear to open.
Still thinking of old affections, I pity the servants, and once sent money in a dream.
Truly, this sorrow is common to all, but for a poor couple, all things are sad.”
In my second life, at the age of eighty-six, I passed away!
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