Chapter 158: Young Bai Ningshuang, Eight Hundred Years Ago - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

Chapter 158: Young Bai Ningshuang, Eight Hundred Years Ago April 22, 2025 Author: Iced Winter Master Yichen brought you to Little Rock Village. When your parents learned that you encountered an immortal while climbing the mountain, they couldn't believe it. Seeing Master Yichen casually throw his immortal sword into the sky where it gracefully soared, your parents immediately knelt, pleading for him to take you as his disciple. However, Master Yichen informed you and your parents that entering Mount Shu would require overcoming many trials. If unable to succeed, you'd be sent back. You felt anxious but had always found life smooth-sailing, so you didn't dwell too much on this and began contemplating how to pass these trials. Before long, under the hopeful gazes of your parents, you left Little Rock Village with Master Yichen. Later, you heard that the villagers celebrated your entry into the immortal sect for three days and nights with a spontaneous feast. Soon, you arrived at Mount Shu. The scene unfolded with a breathtaking landscape resembling an ethereal paradise. Towering peaks adorned with pavilions and pagodas intertwined amidst a veil of mist. Occasionally, spiritual beasts leaped across the mountains, and celestial cranes painted clouds with their graceful flight. Cultivators soared through the sky, their surprised murmurs echoing now and then. The grand and imposing main hall, "The Hall of Heaven and Earth," stood proud with its intricately carved architecture, exuding a solemn majesty. Simulated Su Mo was brought to this main hall. This must be Mount Shu, he thought. It was his first time witnessing such a grand sect ground in the heavenly mortal realm. Its heritage seemed no less magnificent than Emei. If only he could establish such a sacred place for himself and his women... He then looked at the beautiful woman sleeping gracefully in his arms, her serene brows carrying an enchanting allure. Over time, Xu Miaoyin exuded an astonishing, mature beauty. If it weren't for the pressing crisis requiring him to continue training, he might have spent all day in bed. His thoughts wandered to Xu Miaoyin's mesmerizingly loving face and her gentle presence. However, he focused on observing the simulation, suppressing any interruptions. Completing this simulation was of utmost importance, especially given this gifted fortune, even if it was just a purple talent; Su Mo felt it might be more significant than a golden talent. If he could obtain it, he'd feel more confident in facing the impending life-and-death crisis. ... Master Yichen took you to Mount Shu. Seeing the captivating peaks and realizing they outmatched even the majestic Mount Tianzhu, anticipation filled your heart. Sensing your excitement, Yichen threw cold water on your enthusiasm. "Young one, the upcoming trials are challenging. If you think you can't withstand them, you'd be better off leaving now. You can even take that red fruit with you." Understanding he meant to ground you, you replied immediately, "Immortal, the red fruit is my offering to you. Once given, it cannot be taken back. If I fail the trials, it's my own lack of ability, not anyone else's fault." Pleased with your tactful response, Master Yichen said no more and led you into the Hall of Heaven and Earth. Inside, you found it filled with immortals. At that point, you didn't understand the concept of cultivators; to you, they all seemed like immortals. Roughly thirty individuals were present, with only two being female immortals. At the forefront stood a white-haired old man. Master Yichen stepped forward to introduce you. Upon learning you had consumed dozens of red fruits, everyone was curious about the speed of your cultivation progression. Everyone began discussing you, mentioning terms like "Pure Yang Deity," "Yin-Yang Duality," "Accumulating Yin into Form," and "Immortal Nobility," which were beyond your comprehension. Confronted with such a grand occasion, you felt anxious. After all, you were just an eight-year-old child. Finally, after their discussions, they decided unanimously that your trials must continue. Despite your fortuitous opportunities, you wouldn't bypass sect regulations. Ultimately, you were sent to the miscellaneous courtyard of Mount Shu. Here, you were required to fetch water and chop wood daily, waiting for the day the sect deemed you worthy enough to join. In this courtyard, there were two other children—one boy and one girl. The boy appeared simple and naive, the girl innocent and curious of you. Through brief introductions, you learned their names: Zhang Zangfeng, aged ten, and Bai Ningshuang, aged six. Both had been taken in by Mount Shu recently, and like you, were to undergo trials together until considered eligible to enter the sect. You shared a room with Zhang Zangfeng, while Bai Ningshuang had a room to herself. Over time, you became acquainted with them and learned their backgrounds. Zhang Zangfeng hailed from a place called Yuhua Prefecture, ostensibly having an ancestor acquainted with a demon lord in the Celestial Court. He had a strand of hair gifted by this demon lord, which the lord declared could be used by Zangfeng's descendants if they possessed immortal potential, to seek admittance into a sect. A senior from Mount Shu was in Yuhua Prefecture on business when Zhang Zangfeng presented the hair, compelling the senior to bring him back to Mount Shu. Bai Ningshuang was more straightforward; she belonged to a prominent family near Mount Shu. Her family routinely made offerings to Mount Shu and were well-acquainted with several immortals there. When she was born, the courtyard's pond blossomed with ice lotus flowers, and the Bai family estate was filled with an exotic fragrance for days. Mount Shu, aware of these omens, took her in when she turned six. Su Mo speculated that Bai Ningshuang might be the reincarnation of a loose immortal, possibly with ties to Mount Shu, which prompted their proactive move to take her in. After all, just being a reincarnated loose immortal wasn't enough by itself to join a major sect like Mount Shu. Dream Hongshang had said before that a loose immortal, having lived for centuries, failed to join such prestigious sects due to insufficient fortune, even resorting to lowering his generation status to join Kunlun under a third-generation disciple. This illustrates how stringent sects are in accepting disciples. ... As time passed, you began to feel bored. Six months had passed with no word of being taken to begin cultivation, and you felt fetching water and chopping wood every day was wasting time. Ultimately, unable to contain your restlessness, you began sneaking off to play in the water pool at the base of Mount Shu whenever fetching water. Zhang Zangfeng advised against it, reminding you that the immortals were watching the three of you. However, you brushed it off, claiming as long as you completed your daily tasks of fetching water and chopping wood, no one could tell you what else to do. Resigned, Zhang Zangfeng continued to complete his tasks diligently, hoping to attract the immortals' favor. Meanwhile, Bai Ningshuang envied your freedom, watching you swim from the pool's edge. Seeing her interest, you invited Bai Ningshuang to join you. Though you had scheduled hot baths every few days, sweating from your chores left you smelly in no time. Bai Ningshuang was eager to join, and upon seeing this, you swiftly removed her clothing until she wore only her undershirt, then led her into the water. Unaware of the implications such actions held for a young girl, you were oblivious to the intricacies of male and female relationships. Unable to swim, she immediately gulped down several mouthfuls of water upon entering the pond. "Ah, help!" Bai Ningshuang's small body clung to you like an octopus, a natural response of someone drowning. Terrified, you didn't know she couldn't swim. Thanks to the enhancements from consuming the treasures, your physical strength was increased, allowing you to haul her back to the shore quickly. After hastily helping her get dressed, you looked at Bai Ningshuang, feeling remorseful. Her wide eyes were filled with fear, realizing how terrifying the pond was. Why did you have so much fun in there? Seeing her expression, you drew close and pleaded with Bai Ningshuang not to disclose this incident. "Ningshuang, let's keep this a secret." "If the immortals find out you almost drowned because of me, I might be expelled from the sect." Hearing this, Bai Ningshuang nodded obediently. "Brother Su, it's not your fault; I wanted to go down as well." Relieved to see her response, you sighed with relief. "Alright, we'll keep it a secret forever, okay?" "Okay!" At that moment, Zhang Zangfeng shouted from nearby, reminding you both to continue fetching water. "Su Mo, Ningshuang, hurry up with the water! We're falling behind." Seeing Zhang Zangfeng return after emptying his water into the courtyard's vat, you quickly stood up. From then on, Bai Ningshuang, frightened by the pond, no longer dared stand by its edge to watch you swim. Eventually, she even needed help drawing water from the pond, whether from you or Zhang Zangfeng. Seeing her fear, you planned to find an opportunity to teach her to swim in the shallow sections. But before you could, Bai Ningshuang was taken by a female elder from Mount Shu, becoming the first among you three to join the sect. You recognized the elder, one of the two female elders among over thirty. You later learned that Bai Ningshuang joined the Linyu Peak of Mount Shu, a place dedicated to alchemical practices, surrounded by herb gardens. Six months later, Zhang Zangfeng was also taken by an elder specializing in spirit swords from Lingxi Peak. Now, you were left alone in the courtyard. This stirred anxiety, as no one had come for you yet, and you fretted daily about why you remained overlooked. Nonetheless, such was the fate of an immortal path, where impatience was futile. Gradually, your restlessness waned as you focused on your daily tasks of fetching water and cutting vegetables. Since the head disciple Yichen brought you here, three years had unknowingly passed, and you grew into an eleven-year-old boy. One day, as you went about your tasks, you spotted a white-clad girl with a small herbal basket by the pond. Looking closely, you were thrilled to recognize Bai Ningshuang, who had joined Linyu Peak two years ago. She wore a small Daoist bun, and her jade-like face was endearingly cute. However, you, still ignorant of male-female matters, merely noted that she seemed slimmer than before. Seeing you, Bai Ningshuang approached. "Brother Su, I've come to see you!" These words brought a bitter smile to your face. There she was, now an immortal. "Ningshuang, how did you come here?" Hearing your question, Bai Ningshuang grinned. "My master gave me a magical tool a few days ago, and I used it to come see you." "A magical tool? What's that?" Curious, you asked. Bai Ningshuang pulled out a white jade pestle from her herbal basket. "This is the magical tool my master gave me. Watch, Brother Su." She then activated the jade pestle, which enlarged and floated in the air. "You just ride it like this." She climbed onto it, hinting it could carry another person. Envious, you asked, "Ningshuang, can I try riding it?" Hesitant, she nodded. "Alright, Brother Su, but don't move too much; I'm not very skilled at controlling it yet." "Don't worry!" Enthusiastically, you climbed behind her on the white jade pestle, embracing her slender waist. Bai Ningshuang blushed, while you were filled with excitement and curiosity. "Giddy-up! Ningshuang, let's fly!" Encouraged, Bai Ningshuang flew up, allowing you to experience the sensation of rising above the clouds and watching the scenery shrink beneath you. "Wow!" "Ningshuang, you're amazing!" Pleased, Bai Ningshuang flew you to other sites, but soon, she warned, "Brother Su, I can't take you for long, or my mana will deplete. I'll have to return you soon." "Okay!" As you flew over an abyss, you suddenly remembered Master Yichen avoiding this route when bringing you to Mount Shu. Curiosity piqued, you leaned over to take a look, wanting to see what lay below. In that moment, a surge of black aura swept up, pulling you into the depths of the chasm. "Brother Su!" Panicking, Bai Ningshuang stood frozen, tears welling in her eyes. It took her moments to regain her senses and race to inform her master, flying swiftly to Linyu Peak on the jade pestle. (Chapter End)