Chapter 199

14.11 - I should already know your tastes

translator: xiin

editors: alamerysl & BlueBug

Qing Xi could not recall his rebirth, nor could he remember how many years he had already cultivated for. He had always been high up and aloof, spending his days in closed cultivation. He was just like a legend to the cultivators, someone who had always hung high above the rest, and the goal that everyone aspired to reach.

But at the beginning of the story, Qing Xi encountered the greatest difficulty of his life. He needed to perfectly realize the seven passions and six desires in order to become a god, but he had already forgotten all about what the world held. How could Qing Xi use his own past to achieve a breakthrough? So, in the second section of the story, Qing Xi used a technique and sent his soul into the world.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

Qing Xi's core soul divided into two parts, and scattered into the three thousand lesser realms, becoming the two protagonists of this story.

One became an ordinary youth who lived had no roots, no family, and lived a miserable life, named Zhu Yifan. The other became a powerful and wanton Young Master of the demon sect who experienced the highest peaks and lowest of lows, Feng Qianyun.

They were two unrelated people, and they began in completely separate places and periods. But as a writer, Liunian had the ability to connect the stories of these two people's lives as he slowly told the story of two people who were born to be extraordinary, yet also doomed to vanish.

They were Qing Xi's incarnations, but they were different from Qing Xi in thousands of ways. They were mere, small dots of existence amongst millions of worlds and lives. One of them struggled for a lifetime without getting rid of their fate as a lonely star, obtaining something just to lose it time and again, his character strengthening day by day as he was slowly overcome with indifference. The other was a proud and wanton son of heaven who was suddenly faced with the threat of having his faction exterminated, suffering unspeakable bitterness, resigning himself to death countless times only to narrowly escape at the last minute.

How beautiful and wonderful his life had been at first was in direct proportion to how awkward and cruel his life was later on. He struggled in the mire, sinking and rising again and again, striving his hardest, yet failing over and over again.

The first and second halves of his life followed two completely different styles. The more brilliant the first half was, the uglier it was when he fell.

He met Zhu Yifan when he was at the lowest point in his life. One had experienced a hundred years of gloom, while the other had seen brilliance yet eventually had still fallen. When they met and stood side by side, it was a double dose of bad luck, but they were still able to face it, endure, and continue to live strong.

Fate magically gave them a second chance, and they became each other's lucky stars. As long as they shone on each other, they would be able to move forward along their paths.

They had their hopes raised, but in the end they were even more disappointed.

At the end of the novel, In the end, Feng Qianyun used his own life as the price for prolonging Zhu Yifan's life, and Zhu Yifan carried his brother's will with him as he set foot on the battlefield that belonged to him, and the two of them buried themselves alongside their enemies.

When his split souls returned, Qing Xi woke up, he overcome the tribulations and became a god.

But since then, no one had ever seen the god named Qing Xi.

< Asking Heaven> had many turning points. Each turning point was when the two protagonists' fate changed. It was also these turning points that were carefully designed by the author that made allowed the two people to endlessly grow and learn. They always experienced different things at the same time, yet still felt the same emotions. Joy, anger, and sorrow; they were clearly from the same soul, but Zhu Yifan and Feng Qianyun were two independent individuals. They had their own feelings, and ultimately walked down different paths.

It was a very good story. After adaptation, it also became a very good script. It was actually very fortunate for Xue Ling to be given the opportunity to work with such a script so early on.

Xue Ling closed the script and let out a long sigh. "You want me to play Feng Qianyun?"

"Yes." Shen Yue nodded. Since he had already read the script, he believed that with Xue Ling's character, he would definitely understand which role he was best suited for. "Liunian will act as Zhu Yifan."

Xue Ling nodded. Based on Su Liunian's description of the two people in the script, there weren't any problems with their character choices. Xue Ling would not request to take on the role of Zhu Yifan, whose character did not suit his acting, for the sake of a so-called breakthrough in fame. Even if his acting skills were even better, Zhu Yifan was not the type of character that was stunningly gorgeous and could be remembered at a glance, unlike Xue Ling.

"As you can see, it's my bed."

"When did I promise to let you sleep here? I just said to put your bed in the study!"

"But I think sleeping here is more suitable than staying in the study." Su Xuanyan had a faint smile on his face. If it hadn't been that his face still looked the same, nobody would have guessed that he was the same person as the big iceberg from before. He had discovered that it was very fun to tease Xue Ling, but one had to have a grasp on the degree. If Xue Ling really exploded, he estimated that he wouldn't even have a chance to coax him before being swept out of the house.

He tested Xue Ling's bottom line step by step, and interestingly, discovered that Xue Ling's tolerance for him seemed quite high. Xue Ling did not seem to be very repulsed by him despite him having taken the initiative to invade his private space. Although it had only been one night, Su Xuanyan could tell that Xue Ling would let him stay here if he didn't push too much.

But staying honest and not pushing was not Su Xuanyan's way; he was very clear about his goals.

"Nonsense! This is the bedroom!" Xue Ling rolled his eyes, and then discovered that something seemed wrong. The topic had been brought off-track again, and he spoke in dissatisfaction, "Move it away! Move it to the living room or the study! I don't care what place you feel is more suited for sleep, just don't disturb my sleep by staying here!"

Su Xuanyan said softly, "It's not like we're sharing the same bed. We're just sharing a room, why are you so angry? I'll be very quiet, and won't disturb your sleep."

Xue Ling sneered, "Now, it's just sharing a room, but in a few days, it'll be the bed! Don't think I don't know you!" He froze after he finished speaking, and blinked dazedly. He seemed to be a little curious about why he would blurt out those words, and after realizing what he had said, Xue Ling, a seemingly 'pure', young virgin, silently blushed hard.

Su Xuanyan was rather surprised as he leaned over, "Did you recall something? Can you tell me what it was?"

Xue Ling retreated two steps, his expression indifferent as he refused, "I didn't recall anything. I don't remember anything. I suspect that your words are wrong, and was just preparing to drive you out."

Su Xuanyan said helplessly, "But I already remember a lot."

Xue Ling was stunned and could not help but take two steps forward, "Really? How much do you remember?

When Su Xuanyan saw him come up on his own initiative, he casually rubbed his head and said, "I remember that we were together in many worlds. At that time, you had your memories, but I lost all of mine."

Xue Ling muttered 'truly a dogblood plot', but did not ask for further details. He quietly turned away and went to the side. He inexplicably felt ashamed when he heard Su Xuanyan's simple words; if he heard even more details from Su Xuanyan's mouth, he might have to suffocate himself to death under the quilt out of embarrassment.

Su Xuanyan saw that he had turned and was preparing to leave without discussing the extra bed in the bedroom any further, and shrugged. It was alright if Xue Ling wasn't willing to listen. After all, what he remembered was still broken and scattered. It was fine if Xue Ling couldn't recall anything, because at the very least, he still sometimes expressed the closeness that they had between them. That was a good starting point, and with that as a foundation, Su Xuanyan would be able to pry out the entire planet, let alone deal with a single Xue Ling.

In that case, he would start by making his way into the master bedroom at night.

Looking around at the newly bought bed in the room, Su Xuanyan curved his lips and left the room in a good mood.

It was already 5:30PM. Xue Ling went to look over the groceries he had bought and prepared to cook in order to avoid Su Xuanyan, but Su Xuanyan was like a haunting ghost and followed him over.

"What are you making? I'll help you."

Xue Ling was rather surprised that Su Xuanyan could cook, but Su Xuanyan answered, "I'm accustomed to serving you. I should already know your tastes, and can recreate it."

Xue Ling was suddenly being flirted with again; he sneered, and was too lazy to deal with Su Xuanyan, who had begun to tease him all day long simply because he had remembered more things than he had.

They still had plenty of time. When he reached the peak of the entertainment industry and remembered everything, he would slowly settle their accounts!