Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 512 - 512 521 The So-Called Love

512: Chapter 521 The So-Called Love 512: Chapter 521 The So-Called Love “Who in the world can define love, that leads one to pledge life and death with another?”

For Ye Xuan, what people called love was but a laughably insignificant thing, and he never harbored romantic feelings towards any woman.

What is love?

In Ye Xuan’s creed, love was nothing more than trash.

Xia Qingzhu, a name Ye Xuan had almost forgotten, was once his childhood sweetheart.

But what of it?

In Ye Xuan’s memory, he had personally twisted Xia Qingzhu’s neck, condemning her and her father to hell.

From that time, the word ‘love’ became a joke to Ye Xuan, and he truly did not believe in what was called love.

Yun Mengyao!

Ye Xuan had to admit, this woman was gentle as water and indeed harbored feelings for him, but for thousands of years, Yun Mengyao couldn’t forget him.

To him, her affection was perhaps just a longing for the unattainable.

Moreover, in Ye Xuan’s view, if he had been a mere mortal back then, Yun Mengyao wouldn’t have even spared him a glance.

His journey that led to him overpowering formidable foes from all sides, and now being crowned as the Three Realms Emperor, was the primary reason for her affection.

Plainly put, what women call love was nothing more than a reflection of a man’s power.

Although Ye Xuan’s thoughts were somewhat extreme, this was his most genuine inner feeling.

Outside the Flowing Water Lodge.

Huang Fatty and others were seated cross-legged in thin air.

When Ye Xuan stepped out from the lodge, Huang Fatty and the others quickly stood up, their eyes revealing complex emotions as they looked at him.

Clearly, Huang Fatty and the others were well aware of the past between Yun Mengyao and Ye Xuan.

In fact, they had hoped that Yun Mengyao would become Ye Xuan’s companion.

Now, with only Ye Xuan emerging from the Flowing Water Lodge, it was evident that he had not accepted Yun Mengyao’s feelings.

“Ye Xuan!”

Suddenly, as Ye Xuan was about to leave, a sorrowful female voice came from behind him, causing him to pause and slightly furrow his brows at that moment.

Ye Xuan had made it very clear, they were merely friends, perhaps not even that, since he and Yun Mengyao didn’t have much interaction in the past.

If there was any interaction, it was only because Yun Mengyao was his sister Ye Ling’er’s teacher, and they met briefly due to his sister’s educational matters.

“Ye Xuan, is your heart always this cruel?”

Tears streaked down Yun Mengyao’s face; she had waited for thousands of years, and the image of Ye Xuan was forever etched in the depths of her mind.

Over these millennia, it wasn’t that no man had pursued her, and she tried to forget Ye Xuan, but these men paled in comparison to him.

She kept waiting; she believed Ye Xuan would return from the Immortal Realm.

She wanted to ask him personally about his feelings, but within the Flowing Water Lodge, Ye Xuan had heartlessly rejected her, which deeply wounded her spirit and filled her with resentment.

Thousands of years of waiting had only earned her Ye Xuan’s ruthless words, and although Yun Mengyao was a gentle woman, how could she resign herself to this?

In the void.

Ye Xuan slowly turned around, his gaze indifferent toward Yun Mengyao, her face wet with tears, yet causing no stir within him.

“Go back.

You are already at the late stage of Crossing Tribulation, and with the Nine Dragon Leaving Fire Cover I gave you, you should be able to safely pass the Nine Heavens Immortal Tribulation,” Ye Xuan said calmly.

“Ye Xuan, let me follow you.

Even if you do not love me, let me stay by your side as a maid,” Yun Mengyao’s voice trembled, her lips chapped at the moment, her eyes filled with hope, just hoping Ye Xuan would nod in agreement.

Alas, Yun Mengyao’s hopeful eyes gradually became desperate, for Ye Xuan showed no sign of agreement, and she could feel even more the coldness in Ye Xuan’s gaze.

“Three thousand bustling moments pass in the blink of an eye; earthly love does not concern me.

If you wish to ascend to the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, such earthly love can only be the greatest Heart Demon on your path of cultivation.”

Six Desires are Heartless; Heaven and Earth are indifferent.

There was no hesitation, nor ambiguities; Ye Xuan’s voice was cold and forthright.

Suddenly, he turned around.

With one step, Ye Xuan created ripples beneath him; the space-time of this realm became chaotic, and he shot off into the distance, prompting Huang Pangsier and others to sigh and quickly follow him.

Watching Ye Xuan’s receding figure, Yun Mengyao’s eyes filled with despair, her mind bitterly painful, and the tears in her eyes kept flowing uncontrollably, leaving her utterly collapsed on the ground.

To meet is fate; to not meet is also fate.

With one thought, all waters and mountains are affectionate; with the extinguishment of that thought, the seas change and the fields are barren.

To Ye Xuan, not to mention Yun Mengyao, even if she were the most beautiful woman of the Three Realms, the Guanghan Fairy, it would be impossible for him to fall in love, as Ye Xuan had buried his love during his youth.

Of course, Ye Xuan was a man, and naturally, he had a man’s needs, but his standards were also very high; only the Guanghan Fairy could stir the flames in his heart, though there was no room for romantic love.

…

A desolate valley, bereft of life, silent in every aspect.

A tomb; a gravestone.

The gravestone was somewhat weathered, and the engraved words were blurry, but one could faintly make out “The Tomb of Liu Baiyi.”

Dressed in black, Ye Xuan’s three thousand strands of hair fell behind his head; when the wild wind blew, his hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes flapped noisily.

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, space rippling around him, and jars of fine wine were arranged on the ground.

He casually uncorked the wine and poured a generous amount into his mouth.

Hoo!

As the wine entered his stomach, Ye Xuan exhaled turbid air, his gaze towards the tomb becoming slightly sorrowful.

“Liu Baiyi, I’ve come to visit you,” murmured Ye Xuan, his voice low.

In the windy desolation, sitting cross-legged, the alcohol entering his throat made Ye Xuan slightly wild and unrestrained, carrying a touch of loneliness and melancholy.

“Liu Baiyi, without the Reverse Immortal Array Map you crafted for me, I might well have scattered my soul and perished long ago.

Though you are gone, I, Ye Xuan, never dared to forget this debt.”

He tilted the jar, drinking more, his eyes becoming faint, almost as if he saw Liu Baiyi smiling at him.

“Liu Baiyi, after six thousand five hundred years, I have finally become a Daluo Golden Immortal and even personally slain the Jade Emperor, not only taking his position as the Heavenly Emperor but also preparing to suppress the Three Realms and ascend to their pinnacle.”

The more he drank, the drunker Ye Xuan seemed to become, his eyes growing increasingly blurred, for he had no friends in this Heaven and Earth.

Only Liu Baiyi was his friend, and only in front of Liu Baiyi’s tomb could he speak the words in his heart.

“Liu Baiyi, I once promised you that when I become a Saint, I will definitely reverse time and reincarnation and bring you back to this world—this oath I have never forgotten,” Ye Xuan’s voice was intoxicated yet solemn, his blurred eyes swirling with a wisp of mist.

Day rose and moon set, stars shifted.

The sun rose from the east and set in the west; seven days and nights passed, and Ye Xuan did not know how much he had drunk, but the ground was littered with wine jars, his murmurs continuous, as if Liu Baiyi were right beside him, listening to his recounting of experiences over six thousand five hundred years.