Chapter 240: Past

Chapter 240: Past

Sunlight against closed eyelids. Drifting shadows. A faint cold breeze to offset the still heat of summer.

Hui opened his eyes. He laid under a wisteria tree. Trailing blossoms drifted low over his face, blue as the sky above.

This doesnt seem that dangerous, he thought, sitting up. He sat atop a hill, looking down on a sect. The wisteria tree protected him from the days sun, releasing its fragrance on the breeze. As he sat up, the blossoms caught in his hair. Casually, he lifted his hand and freed them, unsnagging one of the trailing branches from where it tangled in long tresses.

Wait. Where's my ponytail?

Hui lifted his hands, then looked himself over. Large hands with stubby fingers and chubby palms, short limbs, red robes, oversized feet in black boots. This isnt my body. But whose?

Wuya! Chen Wuya! a boy shouted.

Hui jumped to his feet and looked around, startled. Where is that terrifying Senior? I almost forgot about him! And Gu Tian

He patted his sleeve and found Gu Tian where hed secreted the soul, still balled up and weak.

Phew. Gu Tian is safe. But

A boy about ten years old appeared over the crest of the hill. White robes flapped as he ran, hair pulled back from his brows and tied in a crown, ribbons trailing behind. He caught sight of Hui and ran over, smiling. Chen Wuya! There you are. Come on! Were going to be late!

Hui looked around. No one else laid under the wisteria tree. He pointed at himself. Me?

Is there anyone else named Chen Wuya? Come on! the boy said, gesturing.

Hui followed, not sure what else to do. He furrowed his brows thoughtfully, glancing at the white-robed boys back. Is this boy part of the illusion? But even in Gu Tians illusion, there was no one but me and Chen Wuya. It was the same with Li Xiang. Except for us trapped souls, there hasnt been a single living being in this realm, real or illusory.

The crows are probably like my ducks. Beings Chen Wuya cultivated, rather than actual crows.

Then if I had to guess who this boy is wouldnt he be

Fen Long? Hui tried.

The boy turned back and beamed. What is it?

Uh nothing, Hui said, waving his hand. This is the Fen Long Chen Wuya kept cursing? He doesnt seem particularly dangerous to me.

Well hes just a child right now. Im sure he eventually became a terrifying cultivator, but for now

Hui stepped inside, hesitant. He looked around. All these treasures are wonderful, but dammit. I cant pick the same one Chen Wuya did. But which one would he pick?

A set of golden acupuncture needles caught his eye. Hui strayed toward them, curious. Xixing said Im basically already using spiritual medicine techniques, right? Then, if I have some acupuncture needles, I should be able to manipulate other peoples qi with ease, instead of just my own.

That Chen Wuya theres no way hed pick acupuncture needles, right? Hui reached for the needles.

Behind him, Fen Long smiled wide.

A hand closed over Huis eyes. He stumbled back, caught by the face. Grappling at the hand, he squirmed and managed to peer through the gaps in the fingers. Red robes flapped around him, and crows settled over the treasures, pecking lazily at them.

Fen Long. Stop this farce. No matter how many times you make me come here, my answer remains the same. Chen Wuya lifted his hand. A red-bladed sword Hui hadnt even seen flew from the massed treasures and landed in his hand. He slashed out, and a vertical line appeared in the pagodas wall. Half of the pagoda fell away, crashing to the ground with a massive boom. Treasures rained down, shining in the dazzling sunlight.

Still holding Hui, Chen Wuya turned, pointing the red blade at Fen Long. The boy staggered back, eyes wide. Now that youve revealed yourself, soul fragment, its time to die.

A soul fragment! Like I thought. Fen Long or rather, a part of him, is here, too!

Fen Long scoffed. He took a step back, transforming from a boy to a man. Dressed in blazing white, his hair tied in a crown, ribbons flying on the wind, he gestured, and a sword appeared in his hand. As long as you stubbornly refuse to change your fate, youll never escape this realm.

Who are you to decide my fate should be changed? Even knowing where my path leads, Id still try to save

Enough! Fen Long charged at Chen Wuya.

Chen Wuya met his blade and parried it easily. A soul fragment versus a soul, which do you think wins?

Fen Long jumped back. Chen Wuya chased him, dashing through the air. Hui trailed after him like a carp flag on the wind, unable to escape. He sighed quietly to himself and gave in to being dragged.

The two traded blows, but Fen Long couldnt stand up to Chen Wuyas strength. Swords flashed, and Fen Long staggered back. He stumbled, then fell, blood pouring down his robes and soaking into the earth. A clean line bisected his torso at a diagonal.

Chen Wuya harrumphed, slashing his sword to clean it. He sheathed it and shook his head. Damned soul fragment. It cant die in this realm. All I can do is put it back to sleep.

The illusion split open along the line of the cut in Fen Longs torso. Chen Wuya stepped through, still carrying Hui along. As they stepped back into the poppy field, Hui grew back to his usual size, and his legs dragged on the ground. Chen Wuya dropped him immediately.

Hui caught himself and climbed back to his feet. Thank you for saving me, Senior.

Chen Wuya harrumphed. He looked at Hui from the corner of his eyes. Not feeling so clever now, hmm?

Senior! You said you werent reading my mind anymore! Hui protested.

Chen Wuya turned and walked away, leaving Hui to follow after him. Focus on finding that body of yours so we can get out of here. We dont have time for diversions.