Although I had given up on the causality of life and had convinced myself to accept the phenomenon that had unfolded before me as a possession privilege, to the elders within the sect, I soon became a child who “unexpectedly had great talent” without them knowing.
Even if it was a sixfold sword, I had done it from beginning to end after seeing it demonstrated only once, and the fact that even the Volcano’s First Sword praised it was splendid, so the story spread in a matter of moments.
“Is this okay?”
I was, of course, bewildered, but I could not erase a story that had already spread.
Moreover, since even the master did not join in on the rumors, though it may not have been his intention, the story spread without anyone correcting it, and it had become established as the truth.
Even if they don’t look like martial artists at first glance, there are occasionally those who are outstanding in five elements, and after the story about me spread within the sect, everyone became convinced that I was one of those cases.
As a result, I… unexpectedly became the idol of the Volcano.
“Volcano and idol?”
They seemed like words that shouldn’t be put together, but there was nothing else to adequately explain it.
The wise elder, who is my ambassador, was strutting around saying, “What did I say, children who are calm and composed do well in everything, right?”
I felt a bit uneasy, but I had already decided to think about it roughly, so I went along with it, thinking that it was good.
Bluntly speaking, if the original ‘Ha Hyun’ had an easygoing personality that didn’t care about what others said or looked like, he wouldn’t have become sharp or felt inferior to the master, and would have lived a much more peaceful life.
“…Of course, I know that a young child, whose house had collapsed overnight and whose only guardian was the master, would not have found it easy to pursue such an attitude towards life.”
Children can be extremely sensitive.
And to be honest, I wasn’t entirely calm either.
Unlike the original work, where a little discontent and worry were the foundation, the curiosity and goodwill underlying the current situation also felt like a burden.
“I didn’t expect this, either.”
Now, in the Volcano Sect, I’m the youngest, as they haven’t taken in the three generations of disciples yet. A child half the size of an adult stands out wherever they go within the Volcano Sect.
And what if that conspicuous child is even the disciple of Volcano’s First Sword?
“It’s true that it feels a bit overheated right now, but at least until the three generations of disciples come in, I’ll be the center of attention.”
I wonder if everyone was bored living isolated on a rugged mountain, as they seemed unable to concentrate on a new interest.
“Plus, those who are envious of my luck are still the same.”
Even though many people showed curiosity and goodwill, not everyone did.
The death penalty from last time, and a few others. Probably people who would have been most displeased with my existence in the original work.
“…Well, anyway.”
It’s not a situation where I should get wrapped up in confusion. I muttered to myself as if reminding myself.
“I shouldn’t worry about others. That’s the easiest way.”
Letting things flow, that’s the Way (道). Since I am a Taoist, I should leave everything as it is naturally.
I reassured myself and followed the path of Tao.
Meaning, I pretended to only see the sword in front of my eyes and diligently continued my practice.
Since the master also lived like that originally, our master and disciple were unexpectedly creating a very peaceful daily life.
“It would be nice if it just stayed peaceful like this.”
Arriving at the practice field and greeting my master, holding the wooden sword, I felt a newfound tranquility in my daily life.
(This is a time separator.)
…That was the case.
My daily life was shattered. Is this some kind of rule? That the moment I hope for things to remain peaceful, something occurs?
Fortunately, there were no serious or major issues…
“Beijing?”
“Yes. It seems that there have been problems among the sects there.”
Indeed. My master had to go to Beijing. It was because of the orders of Zhang Wen.
‘Beijing… I heard it’s been noisy lately.’
I knew a little about the whole story of this mission.
It wasn’t what the people of the sect told me. The Taoists don’t tell a child like me the cruel stories of the world. It was a story I heard from the porter who climbed the volcano every three days to deliver various necessities to the mountain gate.
〈Ah, even a young Taoist should know how the world works!〉
He was right. Thank you, sir.
According to him, the recent situation in the Central Plains has been noisy due to the struggle for the throne. The current emperor was in such a critical condition that he might die at any moment, and because he had too many children, and no crown prince had been appointed.
In the midst of this, the reason why there had been no crown prince until today or tomorrow was ridiculous.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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