I Have A Sword-Chapter 1680: Because of My Brother

The man in a suit was dumbfounded. "Why?! Damn it, my surname is Ye, too!"

***

Ye Guan and Cizhen walked along the side of the street. The streetlights were dim on both sides, and it was early autumn. Fallen yellow leaves scattered across the ground. A light breeze blew through, a little chilly.

Cizhen remarked, "I waited a long time for you."

Ye Guan replied, "Sorry."

Cizhen brushed back a strand of white hair that the wind had blown into her face. She turned to look at Ye Guan and asked, "What was our relationship?"

Ye Guan thought for a moment, then said, "Friends."

Cizhen stared at him. "Friends?"

Ye Guan nodded. "Mmhm. Friends."

Cizhen nodded thoughtfully. "But friends... don't usually hold hands."

She let go of his hand.

Ye Guan reached out and held her hand again. "Boyfriend and girlfriend."

Cizhen absentmindedly picked up a falling leaf, twirling it in her fingers. "Just boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Yes."

The leaf in her hand crumbled into ash. She turned to look at him seriously. "But I feel like you're family to me."

Ye Guan's heart trembled. He held her hand tightly. "Of course. We're family."

Cizhen smiled, and that smile could make the world lose its color.

Looking at the stunning woman before him, Ye Guan felt no lust at all, only deep heartache.

Cizhen asked, "Was life hard out there?"

Ye Guan shook his head. "No. My grandfather's strong. My dad's strong. My aunt's strong... I have the strongest background in history. Out there, I'm the one bullying others; no one can bully me."

Cizhen stopped walking and looked at him quietly. She said nothing, only reached out and gently stroked his face. In her eyes, there was pity and pain.

Ye Guan held her hand and smiled. "Sister Zhen, I'm a little hungry."

Cizhen replied, "Come on, let's go home."

She took his hand and led him down the road. Under the flickering light, their silhouettes gradually faded into the distance...

Cizhen went straight to the kitchen; she turned on the gas stove, placed a pot with water on top, and took two tomatoes from the fridge before tossing them into the pot. Afterward, she picked up some washed scallions and began chopping them.

Ye Guan stood behind her, quietly watching her.

Soon, the water boiled. Cizhen turned off the heat, scooped out the tomatoes, peeled them gently, and placed them on a cutting board. Then, she chopped them into fine pieces. Afterward, she dumped the water, added a bit of oil, and poured in the diced tomatoes to stir-fry. After a while, she added some hot water.

Just as Ye Guan was curious what she was making, she pulled out a packet of instant noodles.

Ye Guan was dumbfounded.

Moments later, a steaming bowl of tomato instant noodles with a fried egg on top was presented before Ye Guan.

Cizhen smiled. "Eat up."

Ye Guan nodded. "Okay."

He ate quickly. Within moments, the entire bowl was empty, down to the last drop of soup. He genuinely found it delicious. Who knew instant noodles could be made like this? Sister Zhen really was a genius.

After he finished eating, Cizhen took the bowl into the kitchen, cleaned it, and turned around with a smile. "Rest now."

Ye Guan nodded. "Okay."

Cizhen said, "I'm going to shower."

She walked into the bathroom.

Ye Guan pulled out the Little Pagoda. "Master Pagoda, go take a stroll."

Then, he tossed the pagoda out the window.

"I'm just a pagoda, damn it! Just a pagoda! Would humans even be interested in a female pagoda? Huh?! Ahhh!"

His voice faded into the distance...

Moments later, Cizhen came out wrapped in a bath towel. Her long white hair draped over her shoulders, still glistening with droplets of water. The towel was short, so her snow-white, flawless legs were fully exposed, especially her chest.

With only a single towel covering her, if one looked closely, they could even see...

Ye Guan felt hot. Discovering that his body was reacting, he inwardly scolded, "Mad Demon Bloodline, calm down."

The Mad Demon Bloodline was dumbfounded.

Cizhen gently patted her hair with a small towel. She glanced at Ye Guan and smiled. "Go shower."

Ye Guan subconsciously nodded and walked into the bathroom. Perhaps it was because of the Mad Demon Bloodline, but even taking a bath made him overthink things.

It took him less than ten seconds to wash himself—three seconds to undress and three seconds to wash.

When he came out wrapped in a towel, Cizhen was already on the bed. He noticed the towel she had worn earlier was now draped over a chair. In other words, beneath the blanket...

Some unknown heat surged through Ye Guan. He told himself. I'm a swordsman—a Dual Circle Breaker swordsman, to boot. If not for this perverted bloodline, I'd never think such impure thoughts...

It was clearly the Mad Demon Bloodline's fault, but he decided to forgive it.

Mad Demon Bloodline was speechless.

In the end, Ye Guan didn't even know how he got into bed.

Once under the covers, he felt a softness snuggling up to him.

Ye Guan was silent.

Cizhen rubbed her head on his chin. "Sleep."

And she truly fell asleep...

Looking at the sleeping Cizhen, Ye Guan froze and smiled. His wild thoughts vanished completely. He hugged her gently and closed his eyes.

And just like that, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

***

It was early summer, and it was pretty hot on Mount Fanjing. Despite that, tourists still crowded the mountain.

A young woman rushed into the great hall. "Master!"

Not far away, a man in a Daoist robe sweeping the floor scowled. "You're too impatient. In the future, you must—"

"Master!" someone interrupted. She was Shuming. "I found a super, duper powerful destiny! Come, I'll show you..."

She quickly began her calculation. As she did, vague images started to form in front of her.

When the Daoist saw them, his eyelid twitched violently. "How did you even deduce this destiny?"

Shuming said, "Sister Zhen was waiting for someone, so I checked his destiny. I didn't expect his destiny to be so strong. Master, it's even stronger than yours!"

The man in the Daoist robe was speechless.

Shuming grew more excited. "I've never encountered a destiny this unbreakable. But I noticed one thing—his destiny seems to have two stages. In the first stage, he was literally invincible and undying. But now... something's missing. His destiny—"

The Daoist suddenly stopped her. He looked at her, astonished. "You were able to see that much?"

Shuming nodded. "Yeah!"

"How did you do it?" asked the Daoist.

She replied, "From that fortune-telling book you gave me! I just followed its methods. It's actually pretty easy."

The Daoist's face turned odd. Damn... This girl was just a complete beginner until recently, and yet she managed to peer into that guy's destiny...

Only a handful of people could deduce that man's destiny in such detail. And this girl had done it after barely starting to study fortune-telling.

A real prodigy.

Seeing his strange expression, Shuming asked curiously, "Master? What's wrong?"

He smiled and said, "Help me calculate, will I die?"

Shuming blinked. "That's... probably not a good idea?"

He smiled. "It's fine. Just do it."

She was about to start when he stopped her again.

Shuming looked at him, confused.

After a moment of silence, the Daoist said, "Girl, you and I were never fated to meet. But because of your kind heart, I accepted you as my disciple. At the time, I just wanted you to have a way to protect yourself in this galaxy, live a little better. But now... anyway, listen carefully."

"Master, you..."

He cut her off. "First, never try to calculate that guy again, the one your Sister Zhen is waiting for. The only reason you're still alive is that you meant no harm and were kind. And because of your Sister Zhen... In short, you're alive only because others showed you mercy."

Shuming froze.

"Of course, I know you're new to this. But let me give you your first true lesson. Always respect destiny and karma. The more you calculate, the more karma you draw upon yourself. Also, never try to deduce your own destiny. Never!"

Shuming asked, "Why?"

He gravely said, "A fortune teller who deduces their own destiny will fall into an endless loop of karma. You'll understand that one day. Also, never interfere in others' karma lightly. If your strength isn't enough, interfering means you'll have to carry their karmic burden. In short, destiny must not be revealed lightly. If it must be revealed, do it only for those worthy.

"The rest? Let them fend for themselves. Do you understand?"

Shuming was confused, but she still nodded. She knew her master meant well.

The Daoist nodded. "The Way of Destiny Divination Book I gave you includes more than just fortune telling; it has Dao arts too. Practice those. A seer who can't fight has no future. Got it?"

Shuming nodded vigorously. "Mmhm!"

The Daoist smiled faintly. "You've graduated. Go now."

Shuming hesitated. "Master... will we meet again?"

He smiled. "Destiny will decide."

She was silent for a long time. Eventually, she knelt and kowtowed three times before leaving.

Watching her go, the Daoist muttered, "I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse for you... But as long as your heart stays kind, I believe good things will always come your way."

At that moment, a man walked into the hall.

It was the Boundless Master.

He held a cigar in one hand and a wine jug in the other. "It's been a while."

The Daoist looked at him. "Remember what I once told you?"

The Boundless Master replied, "As long as I choose the right side, I'll have a good outcome. Right?"

The Daoist nodded. "You've chosen the Yang family..."

He walked over, took the wine from the Boundless Master, and drank. "I don't have many friends. You're one of them. So... I'll give you a chance to choose again."

To choose again...

The Boundless Master took a puff of his cigar and smiled. "You already know my answer."

The Daoist asked, "Did you choose the Yang Family because of Destiny?"

The Boundless Master shook his head. "No. Because of my brother."