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A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 38: Three Lives, Three Worlds
The sealed door slowly opened in front of Li Xuanxiao.
Opening the door required blood—specifically, a certain person’s blood.
And that person was undoubtedly Lin Wanqing.
Just as Li Xuanxiao had expected.
What appeared before him was an enormous space.
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At first, Li Xuanxiao suspected there might be traps inside, but he soon realized he was wrong.
This place seemed to have once been someone’s living quarters.
A faint sandalwood scent lingered in the air, barely noticeable yet enveloping one in a calm and mysterious atmosphere.
Everywhere he looked, the carved lattice windows were exquisitely crafted.
Inside the room stood a soft and comfortable wooden bed, covered with intricately embroidered brocade bedding. Both the headboard and footboard were engraved with delicate patterns.
In the corner of the room, a guqin with a simple yet elegant design stood quietly.
A bronze mirror sat on a wooden vanity, which was also beautifully carved.
Suddenly, Li Xuanxiao clutched his head as a flood of memories surged before his eyes.
These weren’t his memories—they belonged to Fan Yue and Lin Wanqing.
No, to be precise, they were memories from their lives three incarnations ago.
Li Xuanxiao understood everything in an instant.
Why did Fan Yue draw that map? Because he had planned this from the beginning.
As long as Lin Wanqing was brought here, she would recover her memories and recall everything from before.
But things hadn’t gone according to plan.
He hadn’t expected to lose his own memory, and even less so to be outwitted by Li Xuanxiao at Mount Shushan.
In the end, Lin Wanqing had been attacked by the Gold and Silver Blood Serpents hidden in this place, and by a twist of fate, the person who ended up entering here was Li Xuanxiao.
Li Xuanxiao saw the memories Fan Yue had left behind.
One was the Hall Master of Tian Sha Hall, a notorious Demon Lord known far and wide.
The other was the top female sword cultivator in the world, the unrivaled leader of the sword path.
In one siege, Fan Yue killed everyone except Lin Wanqing.
Lin Wanqing chased Fan Yue for three months.
Her once unwavering sword heart gradually began to feel something unusual for Fan Yue.
In the end, she decided to sacrifice herself to redeem him, hoping he would lay down his blade and walk away from the path of slaughter.
To save Lin Wanqing, Fan Yue had no choice but to send her back into the cycle of reincarnation, hoping to find her reborn.
In her second life, Lin Wanqing joined Mount Shushan. She rose to fame at a young age, dazzling the world.
Then Fan Yue found her again, and the two experienced many life-and-death situations together.
Eventually, Lin Wanqing regained her memories.
In her anguish, she gave up all her cultivation, became a mortal, and left Mount Shushan.
Fan Yue promised to stop committing evil, and the two of them withdrew into seclusion deep in the forest.
But the first Sect Leader of Mount Shushan back then hunted them down with the Shushan Sword in hand.
To protect Fan Yue, Lin Wanqing died under the Shushan Sword.
Watching his most outstanding disciple die by his own hand, the Sect Leader didn’t hesitate and immediately executed Fan Yue...
Afterward, to preserve Mount Shushan’s reputation,
the Sect Leader erased all records of Fan Yue and Lin Wanqing from Shushan’s history.
Li Xuanxiao, having seen all the memories, paused for a moment and let out a soft breath.
So this was the whole story.
He really couldn’t understand—why would a once-in-a-generation genius, the top of the sword path, fall in love with a bloodthirsty Demon Lord?
Li Xuanxiao shook his head.
Besides the memories, Fan Yue had also left behind three magical treasures in the room.
This was also what had attracted the Gold and Silver Blood Serpents.
Everything was destined.
Spirit tools come in low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.
Magical treasures follow the same grading: low, mid, high, and top.
Spiritual treasures are divided into postnatal and innate types.
Postnatal spiritual treasures are crafted by humans and can be imbued with specific attributes and functions according to the refiner’s intent.
However, due to being man-made, they must be constantly nurtured and upgraded to reach their full potential.
In contrast, innate spiritual treasures are extraordinary treasures that have existed since the beginning of the world.
They are born with unmatched spiritual nature and power, requiring no human refinement, and can naturally evolve wondrous abilities.
The three magical treasures Fan Yue left behind were all prepared for Lin Wanqing.
One was a postnatal spiritual treasure forged by Fan Yue.
The Flood Dragon Armor—silver-white body-fitting armor.
It could be worn regardless of cultivation level.
Even Li Xuanxiao had to admit: considerate, really considerate!
Wearing this armor greatly boosted the speed of absorbing spiritual energy and recovering true essence.
Its outstanding defense meant that, in battle, as long as your head didn’t get blasted off by another cultivator, you could survive.
The second magical treasure was the Windrider Cart.
The body was small and could be taken out from a storage ring.
It would transform into a cart.
The axle was a horizontal beam with a carriage mounted on top, and wheels fixed on both ends.
The two ends of the axle extended beyond the hub, each holding a pin about three or four inches long.
Incredibly fast—perfect for fleeing or traveling.
The third magical treasure:
Heaven Mending Pill. After swallowing it, it could gradually improve a cultivator’s physique, allowing them to make rapid progress in their cultivation.
It could compensate for impure spiritual roots and refine innate spiritual roots.
Also had no cultivation level restriction.
Nascent Soul Stage cultivators could take it, and so could those in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The stronger the medicinal power during refinement, the higher the requirements on the user.
So pills couldn’t be taken carelessly.
At best, you’d harm your body;at worst, you’d die.
As for mortals? Don’t even think about it.
But this Heaven Mending Pill had no such limitation.
A mortal could greatly extend their lifespan after taking it—equivalent to that of a Golden Core Stage cultivator.
It seemed Fan Yue had feared Lin Wanqing might be reborn as a mortal, so he specially prepared the Heaven Mending Pill.
From these three magical treasures, it was clear they were all carefully chosen for his beloved.
So warm, seriously too warm!!
“Well... I won’t be polite then.”
Li Xuanxiao took all three magical treasures, then checked the place thoroughly inside and out.
There was no way he’d leave these for Lin Wanqing. He couldn’t even let her see them. Who knew what she might remember?
“.........”
“RUMBLE—!!”
Moments later, the space inside the cave collapsed and was buried in rubble.
The indestructible space from the outside was easily destroyed from within.
Blazing true fire consumed everything.
Li Xuanxiao still felt it wasn’t enough. He used Earth Escape Technique to dig a deep hole underneath.
He tunneled straight into the earth, then used Earth Escape Technique again to flood the space.
He piled massive rocks on top.
After doing all this, Li Xuanxiao carried the still-unconscious Third Senior Sister Lin Wanqing to a safe place.
After making sure Fan Yue hadn’t left anything else behind.
Li Xuanxiao erased any trace of his presence and quietly left.
If he had never met Fan Yue back then… If Third Senior Sister had never developed feelings for that Demon Lord… even foolishly giving up her life and cultivation for him…
“Third Senior Sister, maybe living as an ordinary person would be better than being a cultivator. I hope you never meet Fan Yue again.”
“.........”
After Li Xuanxiao left.
Lin Wanqing gradually woke up. The poison in her body still lingered, making her feel dazed and groggy.
She didn’t know how she had ended up here. She rested in the cave for several days.
Only after that did she step out and, following the map, search for the place Fan Yue had left for her.
But there was nothing left there.
Lin Wanqing let out a soft sigh and walked off into the distance, alone.