Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 335 - 301 Such a Choice, Heroic Epic

Chapter 335: Chapter 301 Such a Choice, Heroic Epic

June 7th.

The weather, clear.

In the early morning, Proluo City had not yet awakened, the red glow of dawn had already shone through the glass windows, casting light on Zhou Ping’an’s face.

The cell phone by the pillow was buzzing softly.

Zhou Ping’an woke up completely from a state of half-asleep.

Given his current strength in Qi-blood and mental energy,

Going without sleep for several nights.

It wouldn’t affect his work efficiency at all.

However, unless it was something too urgent, under less-than-ideal circumstances, he still preferred to sleep six hours every night.

Falling into sleep was the restoration of the soul, the strengthening of the spirit.

Relaxation and tension, that is the philosophy.

In life, it’s all about eating and sleeping. If one were to strip even these basic pleasures, what would be the point of achieving centuries of longevity and staying in this world?

"Brother, I don’t want to take the exam anymore."

The first phone call early in the morning was Zhou Xiaolan, sounding like a lost lamb in her mumbling.

As children grow, the more critical the time, the more they falter.

After a hard sprint of a hundred days, just before the exam, to say you don’t want to take it?

Zhou Ping’an could almost imagine the uncomfortable expression on their mother’s face as if she had swallowed several big flies.

And the ghostly moods of the teachers at school.

Although Zhou Lan could already be sure of her place in Capital City, that was not a reason to skip the exam.

Over a decade of studying, those countless nights of grinding through problems, you owe an explanation, little sister.

Only then would you not feel regretful when looking back.

Zhou Ping’an was about to berate her but then softened his voice as he thought, feeling he had been a bit neglectful of his family these days: "Do you think that since you’ve been specially recruited, the exam is meaningless?"

"No, brother, I feel that studying in Capital City won’t be very useful. I’ve made up my mind to focus on learning Martial Arts and cultivating the Impermanence Needle Technique with you. Zhuxia University Medical College is famous, but it surely can’t compare to the magic and effectiveness of the Impermanence Needle Technique."

Perhaps it was because the college entrance exam was near.

Some issues had lingered in her mind for a long time, and Zhou Xiaolan finally learned to think and weigh options for herself, choosing her own path for the future.

She had realized four or five years in advance that one could not learn much truly useful knowledge in college, and it wouldn’t help much with her future life.

In this respect, Zhou Lan was actually quite smart.

Maybe it was the challenging circumstances at home over the years that had made her become practical and less idealistic at a young age.

Is this something that can be measured by "useful" and "useless"?

Zhou Ping’an pondered for a while, his tone becoming even gentler and more relaxed: "Xiao Lan, your thoughts are not wrong at all. Given the current state of medical, or any other field within Zhuxia, none can compare to strengthening one’s body through Martial Arts and achieving transcendence over the mundane. After all, these are ways that can extend one’s life and break the barriers of social strata. Others beg for such opportunities and can’t get them... If you had this path laid before you and didn’t cherish it with me leading the way, you definitely would be out of your mind."

At this, Zhou Ping’an laughed. He thought of Tang Tang, Dong Mingyue, and the members of the Third Group.

When they learned that the path of cultivation offered such a broad prospect, the feverish passion that erupted...

Who could face such temptation and remain unmoved?

That would be foolish, wouldn’t it?

"However, Xiao Lan, you should also think clearly. We are all ordinary mortals and we don’t know what the future holds. Whatever path you choose, the process and experience are ultimately the most important.

We come to this mortal world only once, and all the experiences we go through are bound to become the most beautiful memories of our lives.

I wouldn’t want, at the end, for your life to be filled with only cultivation, the rest lacking richness, with not even enough fabulous memories..."

Zhou Ping’an continued, reminiscing about the past.

His hard studies in childhood, setting grand aspirations...

Then the hardships of life and the uncertainty of the future, the agonies endured night after night.

Also, the diverse characters he met in college and in the workplace, filled with joy, tears, pain, and happiness...

Each day was new, the future always filled with the unknown.

While forging ahead, there was always a glimmer of hope in his heart, guiding him forward.

Now, looking back.

Whether right or wrong, awkward or embarrassing, they were ultimately wonderful pearls from his youth.

Thinking about them, he would linger in delight for a long time.

If from the beginning, he had just focused on diligent cultivation, not experiencing anything, the past would have been utterly pale.

This life would have been so boring.

Moreover, without experiencing more, without seeing various landscapes, it’s hard to open one’s mind. Insight would be constrained... For cultivation, it might seem like quicker progress in the short term. In the long run, it’s not worth the cost.

"Brother, do you also agree that I should go to university in Capital City?"

Zhou Lan’s voice trembled slightly, seeming very surprised: "But I don’t want to be a burden to you..."

So that was the crux of the matter.

Zhou Ping’an suddenly understood.

His sister didn’t want to avoid university.

After years of hard study, just as she was about to step out and see the vast world at the prime of her life,

How could she not want to step out of Dongjiang and see the great beauty of the world?

Her lack of desire to take exams or continue her studies

stemmed entirely from the experiences she had during these days, which had frightened her.

Zhou Ping’an questioned himself, thinking that his actions over the past few days, while not making him an enemy of the whole world, were almost as much.

As his power grew, so did his strength.

The enemies he faced would become unimaginably strong...

They might even become a thorn in the side of some governing bodies.

Plainly put, the enemies also became more difficult to deal with.

In such circumstances, it was normal for Zhou Lan to not want to be her brother’s "weak point" and to think only of hiding away.

But what a tragedy it would be if her life were always about hiding?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping’an suddenly laughed out loud, "How could you be a burden? In life and in actions, one should not think about running away. The more you run, the more miserable you become... Instead of worrying about becoming my burden, it’s better to focus on practicing diligently to become strong soon.

Think about it, has your sister Tang Tang become a burden? And, Sister Mingyue isn’t a burden either; she can actually be of great help.

It’s just the beginning now, once their strength progresses further, not to mention just in Dongjiang, even if they were to go to any city in Zhuxia, they wouldn’t have to worry about being targeted.

It’s others who should fear them, not the other way around!"

As he said this, Zhou Ping’an was filled with a bold spirit and coldly said, "In a few days, Xiao Lan, you will see, not only will no one dare to mess with you and Mom, but everyone, friend or foe, must treat you with great respect, hoping that you live in peace and happiness..."

That was the meaning of his words.

Zhou Lan might not have understood them.

The little girl’s mood visibly improved.

Just like the unpredictable weather of summer...

"Then I still want to take the exam, I want to see how much I am lacking from the admission score required by Zhuxia University after these days of reviewing. After studying hard for so many years, I won’t be content without trying to take the exam at least once."

That’s not what you just said.

Zhou Ping’an laughed silently, "If you want to take the exam, go ahead and don’t put too much pressure on yourself, it’s just an experience, joy in success and joy in failure too."

"Yes, that’s what I think too," Zhou Lan continued in a boisterous tone, "Brother, do you believe that I am actually very smart and can do very well?"

"I believe."

Zhou Ping’an seemed to see his sister’s upturned face, her eyes brimming with confidence.

He slightly lifted his hand, instinctively wanting to touch Zhou Lan’s hair, suddenly realizing that his sister was not beside him.

A choked voice came through the phone: "Brother, take care and come back soon."

"Okay."

Zhou Ping’an silently waited for the call to end.

He heard, not just Zhou Lan’s breathing on the phone, but also a faint breathing sound nearby.

That was Mom.

Apparently, they were silently watching the live stream, worried, and feeling immense pressure.

Indeed.

A man against a city.

The storm is approaching.

Not to worry would mean being heartless.

...

"The statue in the square was erected twenty years ago to commemorate Luosheng Guangfu’s defense of Proluo City, recognizing his unparalleled merits..."

Roger pointed out the huge twenty-meter tall statue of a gray figure in the middle of the square a kilometer away.

The statue, clad in an army uniform, had deep wrinkles on its face and a slightly curved back, looking somewhat hunchbacked, his brows tightly furrowed, eyes squinting into a line, clutching a rifle in his arms.

"In recent years, your textbook back home even includes the deeds of Luosheng Guangfu. If you have read it, you would know about his life and past. He is the pride of Proluo City..."

"Yes, I even memorized his text. His nickname was ’Old Gun’. Until he was sixty, he was just an obscure retired soldier running a small grocery store...

When the ferocious beasts attacked the city, his wife, son, and granddaughter all died under their fangs.

Seeing Proluo City about to fall, he grabbed a rifle, where each shot took a life, killing ten A-ranked ferocious birds and beasts.

And he even blinded an S-ranked beast leader, setting immense merits for the counterattack that followed."

Zhou Ping’an recalled the description from the textbooks, feeling somewhat incredulous.

Humans as a species.

When there is no external invasion, internally they fight incessantly using every scheme possible, those disgusting and dirty deeds, even speaking of them would sully one’s mouth.

But when facing an existential crisis.

There are always some heroic figures who will emerge.

Shining with a brilliance that rivals the sun.

Zhuxia is like this.

The Sky Hawk Alliance certainly has such characters.

Even Northern Europe and the group also have the same.

Those countries and people who did not withstand the ferocious beasts’ attacks and vanished into the annals of history also composed their heroic and tragic songs.