Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 1610 - Yu Zijian

Chapter 1610 - Yu Zijian

The mountains stretched like an ocean as the moon shone like frost.

A large figure followed a meandering mountain ridge alone. To either of his sides was a bottomless chasm. The deep, dark night wind whistled through the valley. One wrong step and he would be smashed to pieces, but he strode away with his eyes shut, even muttering something to himself.

“As the soul follows a dear friend, you would actually forget that you’re dead already… Rarely do you ever meet a person again, where you can only sigh to your own shadow; born too proud for your own good, you refuse to relent and fit in… Among all those who grieve so painfully throughout history, only Bian He is like you; all of the foolish and virtuous in the world reversed, where be the intelligent Bo Le now? Those who do not cherish talents are not dependable! Tossing and turning, the seas remain hazy, with no place of belonging… Living in this world, all you can do is walk on with your eyes shut, accepting the arrangements of the creator!”

He suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. “Yeah, how lonely!”

He had arrived in this world in complete confusion, trapped within a mountain hamlet, within the body of a child. No one understood or sympathised with his predicament, incapable of fitting in and blamed for everything he tried. All he had for company was an ox, muttering to the ox, like he was insane. Compared to that, the hunger and cold, the abuse from his brother and sister-in-law, was instead relatively more bearable.

It was exactly because of an experience like that that he advanced with such determination, never to look back.

However, today was an exception. He had originally come to this world to let his heart run free so that he could have some fun, but for some reason, it had led to all this melancholy.

Gazing into the distance alone, the matters of the past could not be looked upon.

“Why am I also doing something this foolish as someone who never looks back?”

He shook his head, but he also gave up on his stubbornness, allowing his thoughts to run free.

For a moment, the winds whistled, sweeping through the sky.

The god willed; the world responded.

The winds swept up the water and tore through the trees. The entire mountain range began to rock.

Dark clouds surged and spread, swallowing the moon. Snowflakes drifted down from the sky quietly, landing on his shoulders. In the blink of an eye, snow had already filled the air.

Various scenes flashed before his eyes, weaving between his past and present life, all so blurry and indistinguishable.

“Perhaps this is just a huge dream. When I wake up, I’ll be lying in a warm bed.” When he first arrived in this world, that thought had occurred to him countless times.

But now, when he raised his head, there was only snow and wind, a precipitous path through the mountains.

Wind and snow like this always reminded him of that difficult and despairing climb up Ice Sword cliff. It felt like he had never come back down again, …

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