Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 420 - 189: Please Be Her Guardian

Knocking on the door, He Youyi walked in and said softly, "They’ve arrived."

"Who?"

"Fan Wubing and Luo Qingyao."

Guan Xin paused slightly, falling into contemplation. After a moment, she resumed her writing.

He Youyi smiled and asked, "Aren’t you going to meet them?"

Guan Xin said, "It’s none of my business."

He Youyi felt somewhat helpless, "Reading isn’t done that way. You have to communicate with people."

Guan Xin put down her pen, got up, and walked outside, "Okay."

She truly didn’t hesitate at all; once a decision was made, she acted immediately.

However, what He Youyi couldn’t understand was how she decided whether or not to do something.

...

Inside He Youyi’s study.

Fan Wubing greeted politely, "Mr. He, Miss Guan Xin, hello."

Guan Xin remained expressionless as she returned the greeting, "Young Master Fan, Miss Luo, and..." She looked at Xianchan, momentarily unsure how to address him, "Little friend. Hello to all of you."

Little friend... a very straightforward title.

After the greetings, she sat down on the side, motionless and silent, not even blinking, like a statue of Buddha.

Feeling the slightly awkward atmosphere, He Youyi felt somewhat helpless, thinking he might have been better off not making her come.

After the incident on the Snow Mountain, his view of Guan Xin had changed quite a bit. People may say she’s a bit dull, but she meant no harm. Although she was here at Changsheng Continent to gain some prestige, it was at the suggestion of that Great Saint, and her own intentions were yet to be verified.

He Youyi understood clearly that the Great Saint arranged for Guan Xin to come to Changsheng Continent at this time because it was anticipated that in the next three to five years, the Sea of Eternal Life would experience a tsunami due to a spatial disturbance. The idea was for her to establish a Saints’ Monument by resolving the disaster.

Following this plan, the Saints’ Monument was a sure thing.

But he didn’t expect that the small one-tenth of uncertain outcome could bring changes so quickly—Guan Xin lost her cultivation at Eternal Night Snow Mountain and became a mortal.

A Mahayana Cultivator retracing the Immortal Path can progress quickly.

However, speed also required time. Staying at Wild Horse Academy, even without eating or resting for a moment, she couldn’t return to her peak within three to five years.

What’s more, He Youyi felt helpless as Guan Xin herself didn’t seem to be in any hurry.

She cultivated for only two hours out of the twelve-hour day, neither more nor less. The rest of the time, apart from resting, she just read books, wrote articles, and dazed off.

He Youyi urged her to spend more time cultivating, but she said she had always cultivated like this for over twenty years.

To say it nicely, she was used to it; to say it bluntly, she was stubborn and inflexible.

If he weren’t afraid of ruining her future, He Youyi would have wanted to directly impart her knowledge.

For now, all he could do was let her go cultivate in the Sea of Eternal Life. Although it was dangerous, opportunities always come with risks.

Fan Wubing sensed the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he secretly transmitted to Luo Qingyao, "Junior Sister, find a way to take Guan Xin out."

Luo Qingyao immediately complied, smiling to Guan Xin, "Miss Guan Xin, can you accompany me and Chan’Er for a walk?"

Guan Xin looked at her and Xianchan, nodded, "Okay."

This gentle-natured girl was like a wooden person, getting up and heading outside without considering whether Luo Qingyao and Xianchan were following or not.

The room was left with only He Youyi and Fan Wubing.

He Youyi felt slightly awkward, "Sorry about that. I meant for her to get familiar with you, but this is what happened."

"Familiarize?" Fan Wubing asked, "Mr. He, do you have any intention behind this?"

He Youyi enjoyed dealing with Fan Wubing, who spoke directly and asked whenever he was confused.

He always felt that many Confucians, having read a few books, spoke evasively, afraid of losing dignity.

So he was straightforward, "You’re heading to the Sea of Eternal Life, aren’t you?"

"Yes."

He Youyi said, "I’d like to ask you to be Guan Xin’s Guardian."

"Hmm?" Fan Wubing was a bit puzzled, "Is it the kind of Guardian I think it is?"

A Guardian sounds mysterious, but essentially, it’s a powerful bodyguard.

Major forces usually arrange it to ensure the safety of esteemed juniors on their cultivation path. However, Guardians operate in the shadows, generally unnoticed by outsiders and those protected.

Guardians must also have professional ethics, never appearing unless absolutely necessary, usually creating a sense of "Heaven never bars one’s way" through various "coincidences" and "opportunities" for the one protected.

This achieves the effect of cultivation.

"Yes," He Youyi said.

Fan Wubing said, "If Mr. He is worried about Guan Xin’s safety, she can just travel with us, escorting her isn’t a difficult task. Also, I admire her quite a bit, gladly giving away her entire cultivation to someone else."

He Youyi smiled helplessly, "Guan Xin is someone who excessively values truthfulness. She asks herself why before doing anything, and only acts once she’s thought it through; if not, she absolutely won’t do it. I’m afraid she might face difficulties and stubbornly refuse to ask for help when her mind can’t find a solution."

Thinking of her giving up her vital literary energy without a second thought, Fan Wubing quite agreed with He Youyi’s description, yet he remained firm in his stance:

"There’s no need for a Guardian’s empty title. Why fuss over a title when I will do my utmost to look after her."

He Youyi admired this, "You’re a truth-seeker too. If only Guan Xin’s truth-seeking were like yours." He chuckled, "Logic dictates that I should look after Guan Xin, but the matter of Profound Fire Mountain’s Fallen Immortal Land is yet unsettled. I’d consider it a favor you owe me."

"It’s no trouble. Just an extra place at the table."

He Youyi was taken aback, not expecting Fan Wubing to describe it this way.

He adjusted his tone, "Reciprocity. Here’s a book for you."

Fan Wubing took it; it wasn’t any classic, more like certain personal insights.

He Youyi smiled, "It’s somewhat of a personal favor. When I first met you, I thought you had a knack for reading, and when I went to Eternal Immortal Sect the second time, I considered introducing you to Wild Horse Academy. Now it seems, focusing entirely on reading might hinder you instead. On it, are some of my personal readings insights."

He slightly emphasized, "Particularly on seeking heavenly destiny and questioning divine will."

Fan Wubing smiled knowingly, seemingly realizing that Mr. He noticed his interest in Confucianism’s "seeking heavenly destiny and questioning divine will."

"Thank you, Mr. He."

"No need to thank me. You truly have helped me a lot." He Youyi laughed, "If you’re not in a hurry, stay a few more days at Wild Horse Academy and see if you can directly enter the Literary Dao. I am confident that I can provide you with some guidance on reading."

Suddenly, Fan Wubing extended a finger, a thread of literary energy coiling around the fingertip. Behind him, an article slowly appeared, accompanied by a grand and vast imagery.

He asked with a smile, "Mr. He, does this count as Literary Dao?"

The confident smile on He Youyi’s face instantly froze. He was sure this was indeed a sign of entering the Literary Dao!

Moreover, the article had imagery, indicating at least a Great Scholar.

If it was an original article, then at least a Grand Scholar.

He Youyi quickly went to see the article behind Fan Wubing.

It was a poem,

"Haven’t you seen, the Yellow River’s water coming from the sky, rushing to the sea, never to return.

"Haven’t you seen, the bright mirror in the high hall, grieving over white hair, that once was green silk in the morning turning snow by the evening.

"...

"Five-flowered horse, thousand-gold fur coat, summon the boy to exchange for fine wine, together we’ll dissipate sorrows of all eternity."

He Youyi seemed to see endless waves surging from the Milky Way above.

Such imagery, grand and majestic, full of romantic expression.

In that imagery, Fan Wubing stood like an immortal capable of plucking stars and embracing the moon.

He Youyi confirmed it was an original work and it would certainly be a great original piece; without a doubt, Fan Wubing just entering the Literary Dao was already a Grand Scholar.

He couldn’t help but murmur, "Genius."

Of course, this was the widely popular "Invitation to Wine" by the Poetry Immortal Li Bai from a past life.

Fan Wubing’s thoughts were simple and unpretentious, not reciting good poetry would be foolish.