Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 615 - 615 634 Settling in Xiaoshi Village

615: Chapter 634: Settling in Xiaoshi Village 615: Chapter 634: Settling in Xiaoshi Village In Ye Xuan’s distant memory, his favorite dish from childhood was braised carp, which was also the best dish his mother made.

It had been a full twenty thousand years since he had last tasted it.

At this moment, Ye Xuan’s state was extremely unstable, which frightened the little girl into hiding behind the old man.

The old man could only shake his head and sigh deeply, thinking Ye Xuan’s madness had flared up once again.

“Young brother, you…?”

Before the old man could speak, Ye Xuan picked up the bowl and chopsticks from the table and, with trembling hands, took a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

He chewed carefully; his hands were shaking intensely.

“The flavor…

the flavor is wrong…

but…

but…?” Ye Xuan spoke with bitterness, slowly putting the bowl and chopsticks down as a wave of melancholy emanated from him.

“Young brother, does this dish not suit your taste?” the old man asked in a low voice.

“Salt, this dish lacks salt, and it lacks even more…!” Ye Xuan began to speak but then stopped, unable to finish his sentence.

The benevolent figure in his mind became clearer, making his spirit tremble even more.

“A tree wants to stay still but the wind won’t stop, a son wants to provide but his parents are not there.”

Having experienced the vicissitudes of the Mortal World and seen much of life, the old man sighed deeply and said, “Young brother must be thinking of his mother, right?”

Hearing the old man’s words, Ye Xuan gave a self-deprecating smile.

He gazed through the window eaves at the Heavenly Vault, a touch of sorrow and solitude blooming around him as he fell into a silent stillness.

The night had deepened, and a solitary moon hung high.

Ye Xuan stood by the window, motionless and silent like a stubborn stone, leaving the grandfather and granddaughter with no choice but to look at each other helplessly, simply keeping him company, hoping Ye Xuan would come back to his senses.

“Qingfeng Road is long, life is a constant companion, Blood Sea is boundless, slaughter follows.

It seems that in my childhood, I had already lost my heart, how could I ever enter the Quasi-Saint Realm?”

Suddenly, Ye Xuan returned from his reverie.

He turned back and smiled at the grandfather and granddaughter, but his smile was extremely bitter and filled with confusion.

“If the old man does not mind, I would like to stay at your house for some time, may I have your permission?” Ye Xuan bowed deeply, paying his respects solemnly to the old man.

Such a scene, if witnessed by the powers of the Three Realms, would surely cause exclamations of shock, for Ye Xuan was actually paying respects to an old man of the Mortal World, an unimaginable and unthinkable act.

Regrettably, no one would understand the significance of Ye Xuan’s bow, for this old man had a human radiance about him, which made Ye Xuan faintly feel that perhaps he might find the answers he sought with this grandfather and granddaughter.

The answer was—where was his heart?

“If young brother is willing, then settle down in our village; I am sure everyone would welcome your arrival,” the old man said with a kind smile, affectionately patting Ye Xuan’s shoulder.

“Thank you, old man,” Ye Xuan said with a slight nod, expressing his gratitude again.

Under the warm hospitality of the grandfather and granddaughter, the three of them sat down at the dining table once more, now without the prior estrangement.

…

The next morning, as the early sun rose,

When the door was gently pushed open, Ye Xuan walked out from the earthen house, stretching his arms to the morning glow with a slight smile appearing on his face.

“Big brother, you’re up so early.”

A faint voice came from behind Ye Xuan, and upon looking, an old man was seen leading a little girl who appeared behind Ye Xuan, hiding curiously behind her grandfather and observing him.

“Little Zhuo Ma, good morning to you too,” Ye Xuan said to the little girl with a slight smile, then nodded at the elder.

“Uncle Zhuo, have visitors arrived at your house?”

Suddenly, a robust voice came from outside the courtyard, where several middle-aged men were waiting.

When they saw Ye Xuan, one of them asked in surprise.

“Haha.”

The elder laughed heartily and said, “Come, come, this is a distant relative of mine, his name is Ye Xuan.

He will settle in our village from now on; everyone, get to know him.”

As the older man spoke, he pulled Ye Xuan towards the courtyard exit, where several middle-aged men greeted Ye Xuan with simple warmth.

“Brother Ye, my name is Li Dazhuang, the blacksmith in our Little River Village.

If you ever need any tools, just come to me,” said Li Dazhuang, thumping his chest with a grin.

“Brother Ye, my name is Zhang Sheng, and I’m a hunter in our village.”

…

Following the introductions by the several strong men, Ye Xuan gave a slight smile and greeted them with folded hands, “I am Ye Xuan, just a wandering scholar, expressly come to seek refuge with my uncle.

I hope you will all look after me in the future.”

“Haha.”

Li Dazhuang laughed heartily and affectionately patted Ye Xuan on the shoulder, “Brother Ye, don’t be shy, you’re Uncle Zhuo’s nephew, which makes you family.

If you ever need anything, just speak up.”

“Uncle Li, Zhuo Ma remembers that Sister Li is still unwed.

Just a few days ago, Old Master Zhang from the neighboring village even came to propose in person, but he’s so old.

Why not let our Ye Brother become Sister Li’s husband, wouldn’t that be nice?”

A weak voice rose behind the elder.

Who else could it be but little Zhuo Ma?

“You little imp, to think you’d start matchmaking for your Brother Ye, you’re such a cunning devil,” Li Dazhuang first froze, then burst out laughing.

Yet, because of the little girl’s words, Li Dazhuang took the time to give Ye Xuan a close look, his eyes revealing approval and a hint of interest.

Clearly, with Ye Xuan’s handsome appearance, resembling a scholar, and his polite manner of conversation, he was undeniably a man of the world, far from a simple villager.

Naturally, this made Li Dazhuang quite tempted.

“Alright, alright, you cunning little imp, don’t make things hard for your Uncle Li,” the elder laughed and scolded Zhuo Ma playfully.

“Uncle Zhuo, don’t say that.

I think Brother Ye is quite learned.

If he is indeed interested, it’s only right for him to meet my good-for-nothing daughter.

If the two are amiable and feel affection for each other, there’s nothing wrong with that,” Li Dazhuang said with a chuckle, seemingly jesting but his eyes towards Ye Xuan growing more satisfied.

Such a scene left Ye Xuan somewhat speechless, with no choice but to remain silent.

The elder seemed to notice Ye Xuan’s helplessness and deftly changed the subject, “My nephew is new to our village, and we’ll need everyone’s help to build him a house.

There will be a lot of trouble when the time comes, so I hope everyone can lend a hand.”

“Of course, of course, since Brother Ye is going to settle in our Little Stone Village, we should all help each other out,” Li Dazhuang said with a slap on his chest and a laugh.

The people of Little Stone Village were very simple and it had been a long time since any outsiders had come.

Ye Xuan’s arrival was warmly welcomed by the villagers, who were led by the grandfather and his granddaughter to meet each of them.

The blacksmith Uncle Li, the mountain hunter Zhang Sheng, the carpenter Uncle Lu, and the clothing shop’s Wang Sanniang…

led by the grandfather and granddaughter, Ye Xuan met with the families one by one, greeting each household of Little Stone Village.