The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 358 - 247: A Little Story After the Rain

Chapter 358: Chapter 247: A Little Story After the Rain

"Press it again," Chen Guangxi said.

"Refuse. This calm and rational state is the best."

Zhou Yuan didn’t forget to turn it off, rather, absolute rationality made him not take the initiative to do so.

He calmly stated, "If people are always driven by desire, then what is the meaning of our lives? Is it to pursue a higher realm, or merely to become slaves to our desires?

People spend too much time indulging in desires, which is not a wise move. We should cherish this precious time and good opportunities to focus on self-improvement and development.

Guangxi, you should do the same. With your True Dragon form, as long as you cast aside the many desires of the secular world and devote yourself to cultivation, you will surely reach the highest level within fifty years."

He looked like a monk who had seen through the world, with clear eyes, desireless and demandless, as if he had penetrated all truths.

"Give me a break. I’d rather be stabbed to death than be deprived of eating, drinking, and having fun. Living should be about enjoying life."

Chen Guangxi was speechless. Wise Man Mode made him so assertive, not the time when you used to gaze at my figure every day.

"Eh, Raven’s here? Please go take care of him," Chen Guangxi suddenly looked to the side.

The moment Zhou Yuan turned his head to look, like a ghost, Chen Guangxi reached Zhou Yuan’s side and pressed the watch button on his hand.

With a jolt, Zhou Yuan woke up as if from a dream, disengaging from Wise Man Mode.

Coming to his senses, he saw Chen Guangxi’s golden pupils staring intently into his eyes, up close; a faint and pleasant fragrance entered his nostrils, very light, very pleasant, intoxicating.

Zhou Yuan’s breathing became a bit heavier; his blood surged.

"Good, you’re back to normal," Chen Guangxi nodded in satisfaction, "Don’t use this thing again. Remember this lesson; next time, it might not be reversible."

Zhou Yuan hurriedly put the watch away, cursing silently a few times. He hadn’t expected that this prop would have hidden side effects, nearly falling for it.

However, there was one benefit—for the past few days, Zhou Yuan’s cultivation level had improved a lot, and his exploration of the Dark and Bright realms had also made great leaps, since he was fully committed, the progress couldn’t be slow.

"So it was with this thing that you dealt with the Duke of Pale Death?" Chen Guangxi knew about the situation with the Duke of Pale Death, so it wasn’t hard to guess.

"Uh-huh, being desireless and demandless is the only way to be immune to the Six Desires Muddying the World; otherwise, even high-tier extraordinary people would be severely affected by the Duke of Pale Death’s powers, and I don’t think I could have resisted."

In fact, without being immune to the Duke of Pale Death’s Aoneng Power, Zhou Yuan would not have been able to deal with him so smoothly.

Chen Guangxi didn’t dwell on this matter and asked straightforwardly, "I’m going shopping, are you coming or not?"

"Of course, I’ll go!"

This was Chen Guangxi’s personal invitation. Not going would be blasphemous.

"But you didn’t say that just now."

Chen Guangxi repeated in a mocking tone, "We should spend our limited time on limitless cultivation~~~"

"..." Zhou Yuan had no energy to retort and could only say, "I thought about it and decided that shopping with you is more important."

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When they went out it was already evening; a light rain started to fall, like soft down caressing the face, not much discomfort, on the contrary, quite refreshing.

Night fell, and the night market slowly came to life amid the dim lights. At the corners of the streets, flickering lights twinkled like stars from the Milky Way descending to earth.

Amidst the night, wisps of smoke from cooking fires rose into the air, carrying the fragrance of food, pervading the entire street market with passersby coming and going and the lingering cries of vendors.

Chen Guangxi strolled through the light rain, the drizzle not touching her but evaporating into a hazy mist around her, creating a mystical, otherworldly atmosphere as if she were an ethereal immortal wandering in the misty rain of Jiangnan.

"This is just perfect. Rainy days should be accompanied by a light haze," said Guangxi as she struck a pose. "Go on, snap a few pictures of me."

Zhou Yuan whipped out his phone and clicked away at random. He wasn’t very skilled at taking photos, but since they met the three essentials of a good portrait, it was hard to take a bad shot.

And what are the three essentials of portraiture?

1. A good-looking model. 2. A good-looking model. 3. A good-looking model.

After the shoot, Guangxi checked the photos and complained, "The composition, lighting, and angles are all a mess. How did you even take these? It looked like you were trying hard."

"I have no idea," said Zhou Yuan, shrugging helplessly.

"Whatever, let it be. Luckily, I’m beautiful, so they look good no matter what," Guangxi proudly boasted, without a hint of modesty.

She wasn’t wrong, though.

The two continued to wander the market, stopping here and there, tasting some snacks, picking up trinkets and clothes, all of which were bona fide traditional garments. There were even cultivator-specific versions that were tough to damage, although they were of little use to their current realm.

As night fell, the drizzle ceased.

Zhou Yuan and Guangxi came upon a riverbank. A stone bridge stretched across the river, bustling with pedestrians. Beneath the bridge, boats glided effortlessly across the water, flowing with the current.

The lanterns hanging high on the bows of boats flickered like flames, sprinkling stars onto the river’s surface, lighting up the whole river in a sparkling luster.

Under the clear, pure sky, the stars shone brightly, a sight for sore eyes.

Zhou Yuan rented a small boat and, using Spiritual Energy to row, he took Guangxi sailing into the wind.

As the evening breeze whisked by, they remained silent, watching the floating lights on the water and the passing boats, savoring the tranquility of the moment.

Time passed unknowingly when Zhou Yuan suddenly broke the silence, surprised, "There are fishermen here as well?"

Many figures lined the riverbanks, all fishing at night, among them not a few cultivators of high Rank, seamlessly blending in with the mortals, who would cheer when someone caught a big fish.

"As everyone knows, fishermen randomly spawn by the riverside. It’s common knowledge. Let’s fish too," Guangxi said as she took out a fishing rod, an "Immortal Artifact" she had previously found in the Immortal Mansion.

Upon seeing the rod, Zhou Yuan thought of Ye Wushuang, it was indeed her old fishing rod. "By the way, how’s Ye Wushuang?"

As she cast her line, Guangxi replied, "The Green Emperor gave her some more time to live. These days, she’s been traveling around the world, although she doesn’t have much time left. She’ll probably have to hibernate in about three to five days."

"God-damned hibernation..." Zhou Yuan thought for a moment and realized it did make sense.

After securing the rod, Guangxi sat back down. Seeing this, Zhou Yuan couldn’t help but ask, "The boat keeps moving, can we really catch something this way?"

"Of course, this is the Supreme Immortal Device used by the Immortal Emperor to fish in the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds. It’s an ability on the level of a concept; as long as there’s water, you can catch anything. But we should still row a bit farther away, just in case we hook a Godzilla or something."

Row a bit farther... Zhou Yuan’s mind suddenly wandered, and he swallowed hard. Going further meant leaving the city.

Then, alone in the wilderness, a lone man and woman together on a boat...

I get it now, this is—

A little story after the rain!