312 A Conversation Before the Abyss, a Person Whose Heart is Moved

Hearing the answer, Chen Changsheng felt slightly happy for some unknownreason, and then he felt slightly proud. He said, “Thank you.” She replied, “No worries.” “Anyway, I have a senior. I believe anything he says.” Chen Changsheng changedthe topic again. Xu Yourong asked seriously, “Regarding your blood, what did your senior say?” Chen Changsheng said, “Senior said that only a Saint could resist theenticement of my blood.” Xu Yourong thought, why was he so stubborn? As a result, she continued theconversation. “Since your blood has not been completely drained, it means that no one hasever gone through the experience of the enticement.” “There is.” “Who?” “Senior.” “... You are still alive, proving that he did not drink your blood. But didn’the say that only Saints could resist that sort of enticement?” “Yes, my senior is a Saint.” Up to that moment, it finally became silent. Chen Changsheng and Xu Youronggazed at each other, and they did not know how to continue the conversation.Actually, they were both people bad at interacting with others. At this moment,right before death, they purposely wanted to have a joyful conversation, butnot only did they not reach their objective, instead, it seemed slightly forcedand awkward. Both of them sighed in their hearts at the same time, before turning theirheads and looking away from each other. Xu Yourong looked at the real world bythe green leaves, and looked at the black line formed by the monster tide faraway in the grassland. She asked, “Around when will it arrive?” Chen Changsheng said, “Should be before sunset.” Xu Yourong went silent for a while before saying, “Then that means this is ourlast day.” Chen Changsheng was very sensitive to time and corrected her, “It’s the lastdaytime.” Xu Yourong laughed and did not go on to begin a pointless argument with him. Chen Changsheng felt her current feelings and said after staying silent for awhile, “Senior said, even if you try your best till the end and end up findingout that it was still impossible to change fate, then you can only appreciateand enjoy everything life has brought you.” Only now did Xu Yourong understand where the words he had said that night inthe temple to himself originated from. After quietly comprehending it for amoment, she felt that this simple sentence was not simple at all. Herevaluation of Chen Changsheng was very high. Hearing how much he respected hissenior, she began to feel more and more that this senior was not an ordinaryperson—the world of cultivation believed that the Snow Mountain Sect hadalready fallen into decay, but who knew that it still had so many impressiveyoung disciples? Thinking about this, she very naturally connected it to her own sect. Herstudy at the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green had already ended long ago,and she was the only disciple of the South Stream Temple. Instead, she wasslightly more familiar with the disciples of the Longevity Sect and especiallythe Mount Li Sword Sect. Moreover, she was in the same system as them, so theywere martial brothers or sisters by name. “I also have a martial brother.” Qiushan Jun was naturally who she mentioned. Afterwards, she did not say anything for a very long time. In the years thatshe spent in the south cultivating, Qiushan Jun was always very nice to her, sonice that it even caused her to not realise, much less feel uncomfortable inany areas. People all said that they were a match made in heaven, and she alsoknew that Qiushan Jun was deeply in love with her. She could not help but thinkthat if she died in the Garden of Zhou, how heartbroken would he be? “And then?” Chen Changsheng did not understand why she suddenly went quiet andasked. Xu Yourong said, “When we were in that temple discussing the word perfection,you said that it was impossible to have a perfect person in the world. I admitthat is reasonable, but senior is the person closest to perfection I have seenin my life.” Chen Changsheng thought that he also believed his one senior was very perfect.However, in the eyes of ordinary people, he was just an irregular extra. “And my senior is very nice to me.” Xu Yourong said while looking into hiseyes. It was unknown as to why she added this sentence. Chen Changsheng did not know either and was even more lost as to why he feltslightly sour after hearing that. Even the sentence that he followed up withwas slightly sour. This type of sourness was not reflected in the words, butrather in the intonation. It carried a sort of purposeful indifference anddisregard. “So… you like him?” He looked back into her eyes quietly and asked. At this moment, he felt thathe was very strong. If it was another time, or another young man who had asked this question, XuYourong obviously would not have replied. However, they were currently in themausoleum of Zhou Dufu, and the person asking her that question was him…perhaps she was waiting for him to ask this question from the beginning,wanting to borrow the pressure of death… and his words to see her truest innerself clearly. She asked herself a question very seriously and attentively at heart, and thengave out an answer. She did not say anything and only shook her head. Chen Changsheng’s extremely disregarding feeling of sourness did notdisappear, as she still needed to think about it—he had never experiencedmatters between opposite genders, so he did not understand that, because shegave out the answer after serious consideration, he should have been even morehappy about it. He thought about it and asked, “He likes you?” This time, Xu Yourong did not think for too long and directly nodded. She had never thought that such behavior seemed slightly arrogant, as what shesaid was an objective truth. Chen Changsheng let himself calm down and appeared to be slightly confused.Actually, all he wanted to do was make himself feel slightly happier. Hecontinued to question, “Since he is so perfect, and he also likes you, whydon’t you accept him?” Very clearly, Xu Yourong had replied to questions like this before. It was notknown whether it was Shuang’er, the Holy Maiden, or herself who had raised thisquestion, but either way, her answer was very calm and smooth. “Firstly, no matter how strong he is, he is only as strong as me.” Before she even finished, it had already caused Chen Changsheng to object. Atthat moment, he had completely forgotten his current situation, just like thatday in the temple. He felt that this girl had extremely large issues with herphilosophies. He wanted to change her philosophies, to let her lead an evenhappier life. How could he still remember that the monster tide was about toreach them? “Your mentality is wrong. It is making friends, not fighting. What has it gotto do with who is strong and who is weak?” Xu Yourong did not know what he was thinking about. She thought and said,“What you say is reasonable. To become cultivation partners, his strength isalready enough. It can even be said that, of the people in a similar age group,it is difficult for me to find an even more suitable partner. However, the pathof cultivation is so long, and since we have to see each other all the timeafterwards, I will follow my heart and find a partner who I like.” Following your heart were three very good words. Chen Changsheng looked intoher bright eyes and said seriously, “I support you.” Xu Yourong only laughed and did not say anything. She thought, why wouldmatters like this require the support of other people—those were all very good,but she just did not like it. Senior was great in every aspect, but she wasjust unable to be emotionally moved by him. That was the only reason. The poison slowly subsided, but she was still weak at that moment. Hercomplexion was very pale and could not be called pretty. However, the happinessin her eyes instead was very beautiful in Chen Changsheng’s eyes, directlyfeeling that his heart had been moved. To have the heart moved was a very vague phrase. The heart of people beat atevery moment, so how could it be referred to as being moved? Was an increase inheart beat rate having one’s heart moved? Zhexiu’s heartbeat increased atintermittent intervals of time, but that was an illness. Chen Changsheng also did not know.