Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 599 609: The Long Road of Jianghu

Fate?

Ye Ling never believed in fate; he always believed that one's destiny was something to be fought for through effort, and that the so-called favor of fate was merely an issue of one's fortune.

But now, Ye Ling was beginning to understand what Wawa meant. He stood up, dressed himself, and said with a solemn face, "I'm sorry, you know that all these are the machinations of that bastard, the Poison Sovereign."

However, Wawa simply smiled faintly as if she hadn't taken the matter to heart, instead sitting on a large bluestone, allowing the breeze to tousle her hair.

"Do you know why you were able to break through a major realm, and whether there is a red sphere inside your body?"

Ye Ling was stunned and nodded repeatedly, not understanding how Wawa knew everything.

"This is my 'Red Pill'!"

As Wawa looked at Ye Ling and spoke slowly, he was suddenly taken aback. Red Pill?

What the hell did that mean, a woman's Red Pill appearing inside his body, taking root and sprouting?

"My Red Pill is the continuation of the power of all the Saintesses over thousands of years in the Southern Border, generation after generation of Saintesses, the mystique of thousands of years of the Southern Border, all within the Red Pill."

"Each time a Saintess falls or abdicates, she transfers all her power to her successor, and the power within the Red Pill is the continuation of our Saintesses' lives."

"And this Red Pill is, in fact, also a Gu. Now that you have taken my body, it is as if you have been planted with my Gu, a curse that no one else can break, unless an Immortal descends."

"The person who has been planted with a Gu must obey my commands; otherwise, at best, they would lose all their Cultivation, and at worst, they would burst and die. Of course, if you were to die, I'd probably have to die as well."

"To have the Red Pill of a Saintess, you are the first one in thousands of years to be planted with one, so I say this is fate!"

After such an explanation from Wawa, Ye Ling was utterly perplexed. What the hell, he was unwittingly cursed with a Gu in the midst of carnal embrace?

What kind of joke was this, was this some kind of Immortal's trick? How tragic, how unjust! If Wawa insisted he stay here as the chief consort, what should he do?

He still had so many women at home, and his child was about to be born. If he had to stay here, how would he explain it?

"The decline in my realm is also because I lost the Red Pill, which caused significant damage to my vital force. But with time and gradual cultivation, I can eventually return to the peak of Tribulation Transcending."

Hearing Wawa say this, Ye Ling smiled awkwardly: "Uh, let's talk about this. How about one more time? I'll help replenish your Red Pill?"

"What's the matter? Are you afraid of me? Heh, rest assured, I cannot control you. Even if I risk exploding myself, I know I cannot kill you."

"I also don't want us to both be destroyed, which is why I say this is fate. You saved me, and we both were poisoned. That's destiny. I don't blame you."

"I only have one request: if my eighteen strongholds ever face a crisis, you must help!"

Upon hearing Wawa's final request, Ye Ling nodded repeatedly. Naturally, helping after being helped was only right; it wasn't like him to take advantage and then abandon the scene.

Ye Ling was lamenting how utterly unexpected all of this was: he went out, encountered an old monster, and after a fierce battle and killing it, he ended up poisoned.

Having cured the poison with poison, he was now left with a ticking time bomb inside his body. This was truly exhilarating; the ups and downs of life came too fast.

But Ye Ling remained cautious. No matter what, you couldn't fully trust a woman you'd only just met. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned," it was better to be careful.

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Uwa walked up to Ye Ling, cradling his face in her hands, and looked at him intently.

"This is my man, haha, after so many years, I never thought I could have a man. Isn't a saintess's life supposed to be above worldly affairs, untouched by mortal pleasures?"

"In the hearts of my followers, I am a lofty deity, an untouchable being, a saintess adorned with a resplendent halo. And now, I have become your woman."

As she spoke, Uwa smiled faintly, her smile tinged with helplessness, yet filled with more excitement and thrill.

Afterward, Uwa left, her departing silhouette touched with a hint of desolation.

Watching Uwa's retreating figure, Ye Ling was lost in a multitude of thoughts and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"The world is vast, and from now on, we need not see each other again, as long as you and I are well, that's enough."

"The path of love is hard to defy by fate. After this, may you and I each walk our own paths in the world."

Uwa left, leaving these last two sentences behind. Ye Ling felt a deep sense of sorrow. She was another saintess, so eerily similar to Alice, even their experiences were nearly the same.

Yet, their personalities were entirely different. Alice, at the very least until the end, clung to love, to the sentimental ties of the human world. But Uwa, she was resolute in her decision.

Ye Ling stood up, gazing towards the east as dawn approached, and heaved a deep sigh, "No matter what, you are my woman, and if you hold no evil intent, I shall not fail you!"

After speaking, Ye Ling's form quietly disappeared. His journey to the Southern Border had ended just like that, yet all the events of the trip left a lasting impression to reflect upon.

Is it destiny that's hard to defy, or human nature that's impossible to change?

In the early morning, the sky was a clear azure. In the Ye Family village, where villagers typically went to the fields early for work, everyone was joyfully heading to the newly built three-story villa.

That was Ye Tian's home, the home of a Ye Tian who had disappeared for more than a decade and had now returned.

Nowadays, everyone knew that Ye Tian had an extraordinary son, unfathomable in his ways, a significant figure in the city, capable of calling the shots in the international economic capital.

The next day, when Ye Ling returned, their family was finally reunited. Of course, Ye Tian, who had returned earlier, had already tearfully embraced Wang Shufen.

To avoid worrying Wang Shufen too much, Ye Ling and Ye Tian concocted an excuse, saying that there had been a car accident years ago, and Ye Tian was taken away by someone, only to be found by Ye Ling yesterday, which restored his memory.

In the following seven days, Ye Ling took the time to properly counsel his father, considering Ye Tian's hands were stained with countless bloodshed over the past decade and more.

So much so that on the first night, this tall man over one meter eighty was frightened awake several times, each time breaking out in a cold sweat, dreaming of those killed by his hand coming for him.

Ye Ling had no choice but to use Spiritual Power to cleanse his father's spirit, almost completely erasing the negative effects.

"Xiao Ling, yesterday, I finally had a peaceful sleep," Ye Tian remarked.

Ye Ling smiled gently, "Dad, you were not the primary killer. You were just manipulated by the old poisoner. At most, you were a tool."

"You ask if a knife commits a crime when it kills someone? It doesn't. The crime lies with the person, with the human heart!"

"Alright, don't think about it anymore. Didn't you say you wanted to do good deeds in the future? Son has plenty of money, so later on, you and mom can do your good deeds without worry. I'll be the pillar of support for you both!"