Chapter 00348: Who Isn’t an Immortal Emperor
# Who Isn’t an Immortal Emperor?
Chapter 348
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 348: Who Isn’t an Immortal Emperor?
Lan Xiaobu fell silent.
"Brother Lan..."
After years of suppression and months of wandering at the bottom of the canyon, Yu Ruo felt a surge of emotions and finally spoke her mind, feeling somewhat relieved.
Lan Xiaobu sighed, "Sister Yu Ruo..."
"Brother Lan, we might never get out of here. Perhaps we’ll slowly die here together. Just call me Ruoruo. There’s no one else here anyway," Yu Ruo suddenly said.
"Alright," Lan Xiaobu agreed, then asked, "Ruoruo, did you see what happened to Leng Yishang with your own eyes?"
"No, but she admitted it herself, and there’s solid evidence," Yu Ruo replied.
Lan Xiaobu chuckled, "Ruoruo, sometimes even what you see with your own eyes isn’t necessarily true, let alone hearsay. Take you and your sister in the Huan Nu Palace, for example. People only heard rumors and despised you. But you know the truth—it’s all lies spread by hypocrites. Just like when you threw me to the ground earlier, anyone who saw it would think you were trying to hurt or torture me. But in reality, it was because I hadn’t opened up to you enough, and you felt wronged. So, even if you see something with your own eyes, you should verify it before making a decision. You hate those who wronged you, but what if Leng Yishang was also wronged? Remember, don’t do to others what you wouldn’t want done to you."
Yu Ruo paused at Lan Xiaobu’s words, suddenly feeling a pang of self-loathing.
She and her sister had been wronged, and they despised those who believed the rumors without knowing the truth.
Yet, she had done the same, mocking and belittling others.
"Brother Lan, thank you," Yu Ruo said, finally understanding.
She had been a victim herself, yet she had joined the ranks of those who slandered others.
Following the crowd without questioning was truly terrifying.
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After their heartfelt conversation, the distance between the two seemed to shrink.
Yu Ruo no longer felt the same heaviness in her heart, and as they walked, her earlier sense of despair and helplessness faded.
At least here, she had a companion.
After walking for another half a month, Yu Ruo suddenly exclaimed in delight—she had spotted a small pond.
"Wait, there’s no grass around this pond. It might be poisonous," Lan Xiaobu warned as Yu Ruo rushed toward it.
In truth, Lan Xiaobu was puzzled.
How could there be water in a place devoid of life?
This time, Yu Ruo didn’t listen to Lan Xiaobu.
She turned back with a smile, "Brother Lan, even if it’s poisonous, I’d rather die here. I don’t want to keep walking. At least here, there’s you and water."
She knew Lan Xiaobu might not fully understand her words, but she did.
Without hesitation, she set Lan Xiaobu down by the pond and began to undress, ready to wash herself.
Without the ability to cultivate or use any spells, Yu Ruo felt as if she had been dug out of a mud pit.
Lan Xiaobu quickly turned his head away.
Over the past days, he had come to understand Yu Ruo better.
She was a woman who had been oppressed for two lifetimes, finally given a chance at rebirth, only to be tasked with finding Liu Li.
If Liu Li had truly been a close friend, it might have been different.
But from their conversations, Lan Xiaobu knew that Yu Ruo and Liu Li were merely fellow disciples in the Huan Nu Palace.
Their only connection was a ritual where they were asked to blend their blood before death, so they could seek revenge together in the future.
From this, Lan Xiaobu guessed that Yu Ruo, Liu Li, and the others had likely perished together.
Perhaps it was in the depths of this canyon that Yu Ruo had slowly rediscovered herself.
Lan Xiaobu also understood why Yu Ruo had spent most of their journey in a state of cultivation.
"Brother Lan, you should wash up too..."
Yu Ruo’s voice snapped Lan Xiaobu out of his thoughts.
The Yu Ruo before him now seemed reborn.
Though her face was scarred, her radiant smile made Lan Xiaobu feel as if they weren’t trapped in a canyon but rather on a beach vacation.
"I’ll pass..."
Lan Xiaobu’s limbs were broken, and he knew that if he were to wash, Yu Ruo would have to help him.
The problem was, they had no relationship, and having a woman he barely knew bathe him felt inappropriate.
"No, you’re filthy, and I still have to carry you," Yu Ruo insisted without hesitation.
She began to undo Lan Xiaobu’s clothes, clearly intending to help him.
Lan Xiaobu thought of Luo Caisi, who had once cared for him in a similar way, though she had never bathed him.
Just then, a sudden voice interrupted them, "Huh? You dare bathe in the Life-Severing Pond? Quite bold."
Someone was here? Yu Ruo was startled and quickly stood up, her guard raised as she looked in the direction of the voice.
Soon, she and Lan Xiaobu saw an old man with white hair and beard slowly approaching.
The slowness wasn’t an act—it was genuine.
The old man stopped before them, his gaze not lingering on Yu Ruo, who had just finished washing, but instead focusing on Lan Xiaobu before shifting back to Yu Ruo.
"You must have just arrived, right? Why are you unharmed?" The latter part of his question was directed at Yu Ruo.
Though the man showed no signs of an Immortal Emperor’s aura and his divine sense seemed absent, Lan Xiaobu was certain this white-haired man was an Immortal Emperor.
He had dealt with many Immortal Emperors before, and this was pure intuition.
"Why should I be harmed?" Yu Ruo, now more open, retorted.
The old man frowned, "When I fell here, it took me a hundred years to recover from my injuries. You don’t look like you’ve been here for more than a century."
When his gaze fell on Lan Xiaobu’s broken arm, he seemed to understand and smiled, "To treat your partner like this, you must truly care for him."
Partner? Yu Ruo glanced at Lan Xiaobu.
With only a few days left to live, Brother Lan was a good man.
If he was willing...
Lan Xiaobu’s voice interrupted her thoughts, "Senior, we’ve been here for a while. This place has no life or spiritual energy. Cultivators survive here by relying on their own essence, but over time, they’ll still perish. As for healing injuries, a hundred years might not be enough, right?"
A cultivator’s injuries were different from those of ordinary people.
With ample spiritual energy, healing was quick.
But without it, and in a lifeless place, healing was a luxury.
The white-haired man chuckled, "Of course, you can’t heal here. But if you keep going, there’s a village ahead. It’s the only place down here with life and the ability to heal."
Hearing this, both Lan Xiaobu and Yu Ruo were overjoyed and quickly expressed their gratitude.
The old man sighed, "This isn’t something to celebrate. You’ll understand soon enough."
After saying this, the old man hobbled away, but after a few steps, he turned back and added, "Don’t touch the water in the Life-Severing Pond again. Bathing in it will cost you tens of thousands of years of life. Though living here is no different from death, who wouldn’t want to live if they could? Sigh..."
With another sigh, the white-haired man finally walked away.
"Brother Lan, I..."
Thinking of her recent bath in the Life-Severing Pond, Yu Ruo’s eyes dimmed.
She had thought that since they couldn’t leave, living here with Brother Lan for a few years, forgetting the past, might not be so bad.
But now, it seemed she was doomed to die soon.
Lan Xiaobu smiled, "Don’t overthink it. If what he said were true, you’d already be dead. Tens of thousands of years? You’re only at the Golden Core stage. Your lifespan is only a few hundred years at most."
Yu Ruo’s eyes lit up.
That’s right, she was only at the Golden Core stage.
How could she have tens of thousands of years of life?
"Was he lying to us?" Yu Ruo asked.
Lan Xiaobu shook his head, "No, he probably wasn’t lying. Look, there’s no greenery around the pond. Even if no seeds had landed here, there should at least be moss or something. But there’s nothing."
"Then why am I fine?" Yu Ruo asked.
Lan Xiaobu pondered for a moment, "I’m not sure. The cultivation technique I practice is the Longevity Sutra. Maybe your immunity is related to it. Let’s not dwell on it. Let’s go check out that village."
Though Yu Ruo wanted to help Lan Xiaobu wash up, she hesitated, fearing the pond’s danger.
What if it wasn’t as Lan Xiaobu said? Helping him wash might harm him.
"Alright," Yu Ruo agreed, lifting Lan Xiaobu onto her back and heading in the direction the old man had indicated.
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This time, Yu Ruo didn’t have to walk long.
After just half a day, they saw a small village.
It was indeed a small village, surrounded by stone fences.
Inside the fences were houses built from gray stones.
What delighted Lan Xiaobu was the sight of greenery.
Green meant life, and life meant he could heal.
If he could recover his divine sense, he might even be able to leave this place.
Wait, if he could recover his divine sense, that white-haired old man, an Immortal Emperor, should have done so long ago.
Lan Xiaobu was only an Immortal King.
As Yu Ruo stepped through the fence gate, a man approached from the distance, "Newcomers?"
Another Immortal Emperor.
Lan Xiaobu could tell at a glance that this man had once been an Immortal Emperor.
Yu Ruo quickly replied, "My senior brother and I just fell from above. My senior brother is an Immortal Emperor, but he’s injured."
Worried the man might attack, Yu Ruo exaggerated Lan Xiaobu’s cultivation level.
The man chuckled, "Everyone who comes here is an Immortal Emperor."
(That’s all for today’s update.
Goodnight, friends!)
(End of Chapter)