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Volume 3 Chapter 98 / Chapter 265: Xiaotian, The Cycle of Life

The sky gradually darkened, and the lights began to flicker on atop Yishui Peak.

Inside a room filled with misty water vapor, the space was illuminated by several spiritual stone lanterns. On the folding screen near the doorway, the silhouette of a young man bathing was cast.

Ye Anping sat in a bathtub, holding the Heavenly Dao Scriptures in his left hand while his right hand rested casually on his knee, looking utterly relaxed.

Xiaotian leaned against his chest, it cheeks rosy as it stared at him with it wide eyes. From time to time, it would lift its head to glance at his chin.

Due to the availability of pills like the Face Refining Pill, which weren’t too expensive—most ordinary Qi Refining cultivators could save up for a month or two to afford one—there was a common saying among cultivators:

“Appearance is the least important trait for a cultivator. If a cultivator isn’t beautiful, it’s simply because they don’t want to be.”

That being said, a beautiful appearance was still pleasing to the eye, especially when it came to someone naturally gifted like Ye Anping, who completely captivated Xiaotian.

The wet, jet-black hair hanging down naturally, his focused expression while reading, and… certain charming features beneath the water.

Unable to resist, Xiaotian submerged its head beneath the water, only to discover that Ye Anping was wearing shorts while bathing.

It blinked in astonishment and then lifted it head back up, asking, 『Anping, why are you wearing shorts while bathing?』

Ye Anping’s indifferent gaze shifted from the Heavenly Dao Scriptures to it and replied flatly, “Aren’t you wearing clothes while bathing too?”

『...』

Xiaotian was rendered speechless by this question. After a moment of hesitation, it fiddled with the strap of it mysterious garment and quietly said, 『Anping, if you wanted to see, you could’ve just said so~ No need to be so reserved~~』

...

Ye Anping had not expected its clothing to actually be removable. For a moment, he was slightly taken aback but also curious about what lay underneath. Pretending to be uninterested, he shifted his gaze back to the scriptures while secretly sneaking glances out of the corner of his eye.

However, Xiaotian merely tugged it garment down a little. Just as it was about to reveal too much, it hastily pulled it back up and teasingly said, 『No way! Not until you give me a proper place to stay. Hmph!』

Ye Anping felt a tinge of disappointment but remained composed as he replied flatly, “I’m not interested in what’s under your clothes anyway.”

『Oh? Then why were you sneaking glances?』 Xiaotian half-closed one eye, smirking. 『Back when you pretended not to see me, you’d sneak peeks all the time. I’ve figured you out long ago. Just now, you were totally looking, you tsundere!』

“...”

Ye Anping was at a loss for words and chose to remain silent, continuing to read the scripture.

Xiaotian covered it mouth, giggling mischievously. it then leaned back slightly, rubbing its hair against his chest as it asked, 『Anping, why did you pretend not to see me back then?』

“You were annoying.”

Xiaotian frowned and looked up at him.

『I’m asking seriously! Don’t brush me off. How was I annoying?』

“You talk too much.”

『I only talk a lot because, besides Yudie, no one else talks to me』 Xiaotian poked it fingers together, looking pitiful. 『Yudie and I were born together. You could say I’ve been by her side since the moment she was born. But until she was two and a half and awakened her spiritual roots and bloodline, she couldn’t see me at all. For those two and a half years, no matter how much I shouted, no one responded. It was like I didn’t exist. I never want to feel that way again』

“...”

『Anping, you’re the second person in my life I can talk to. Please talk with me more. I also want to understand you better. After all, you’re now my…』

Xiaotian hesitated, blushing slightly before finally whispering a title, 『Master…』

Hearing this, Ye Anping set down the Heavenly Dao Scriptures in his left hand, letting out a long sigh before speaking:

"I ignored you before because I didn’t want to get involved with you."

『Why?』 Xiaotian asked.

"I’m a dual spiritual root cultivator, utterly untalented in cultivation. While I’m not the worst, I’m just a face in the crowd—a mediocre nobody, a minor and expendable pawn. But you’re tied to the Heavenly Dao. Like Feng Yudie and Yun Kunwu, you’re blessed with extraordinary gifts. I have no desire to get entangled in the affairs of prodigies like them."

Ye Anping closed the Heavenly Dao Scriptures and handed it back to Xiaotian.

"Everyone should know their place. Neither arrogant nor servile, but content to find a way to survive. That’s how I was raised from a young age."

『Anping, you’re amazing! You’re totally underestimating yourself! The fact that you can even see me proves that the Heavenly Dao favors you!』

"I don’t believe in the heavens. I only believe in myself."

Ye Anping intended to flick Xiaotian’s forehead with his finger but ended up poking it right into it head. Feeling a bit weirded out, he quickly withdrew his hand, his expression darkening as he sighed.

"I just wanted to take my junior sister, cultivate slowly, then settle down in the Frigid Heaven Kingdom, marry a wife, and live out my days in peace. But now, it seems I can’t avoid getting pulled into this mess."

『Frigid Heaven Kingdom?』

"I heard the scenery there is beautiful—perfect for a quiet life."

『But the scriptures says that the demonic beasts there are ferocious. Every year, there’s a beast calamity, apparently because the demon clans planted something there long ago, making the beasts far more aggressive than elsewhere』

"Is that so? First I’ve heard of it."

Ye Anping dismissed it casually and relaxed, closing his eyes and sinking his face into the water.

Earlier, he’d casually skimmed through the Heavenly Dao Scriptures. It was indeed like an encyclopedia, documenting events from across the Zhouxing Heaven Domain and the lives of extraordinary individuals.

Interestingly, many entries bore signs of edits. For example, the map of the Seven Killers Sect’s Heavenly Machine Fortress had been updated with the version he had drawn, seemingly added by Xiaotian.

As the spirit of the scriptures, Xiaotian wasn’t just its owner but also its compiler.

For millennia, spirits like it had followed each incarnation of “Feng Yudie,” recording everything they witnessed and experienced into this seemingly modest book, which was no thicker than a dictionary.

This scriptures wasn’t so much the Heavenly Dao as it was a chronicle of history.

History is written for those who come after, and the Heavenly Dao Scriptures served the same purpose—for future generations of Feng Yudie.

When the first Feng Yudie died, her experiences were passed to the second Feng Yudie, to prevent her from repeating the same mistakes.

And so, the cycle repeated, transforming into the scriptures he now held.

This was the burden Feng Yudie carried—millennia of changing landscapes, sunsets, and moonrises, all contained within the small Heavenly Dao Scriptures.

And now, this immense weight had fallen onto Ye Anping’s shoulders.

“Ah…”

Ye Anping let out a long sigh, then stood up and stepped out of the bathtub.

『Anping, you’re done bathing already?』 Xiaotian asked.

“Yeah.”

Knock, knock—

Suddenly, two knocks came from the door, followed by Huang Quan’s voice.

“Young Master~ are you still bathing?”

"Just finished," Ye Anping replied. "What’s the matter?"

"The Eldest Young Mistress has just returned and sent me to invite you for tea and a chat."

"... …"

Ye Anping froze for a moment. He realized it was time to have an honest conversation and felt an inexplicable pressure. He patted his face and said, "Got it. I’ll change and head over."

Seeing his behavior, Xiaotian was puzzled. It floated up and perched on his head, asking,
『Anping, what’s wrong? You look so resigned』

"Just paying off a debt."

Ye Anping shrugged slightly, took a set of clothes out of his storage bag, and, without bothering to remove his wet shorts, put them on directly. Xiaotian stared at him, dumbfounded.

『Anping, your shorts are wet! Isn’t that uncomfortable?』

“It’s better than being called a pervert by you.”