The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 69
Three Thousand Years Ago
Wen Yan had been walking smoothly all the way.
Initially, as he gazed into the seemingly unfathomable tunnel, his heart, which had been relatively delicate since childhood, was a bit suspicious. He was afraid that deep within the tunnel, there might be some fierce and monstrous beast waiting to jump out unexpectedly and startle him.
However, when he truly entered, he discovered that the tunnel held its own wonders.
Clean and orderly, not long after entering, there were spiraling steps extending downward, and on both sides of the steps were murals that appeared to have ancient origins.
These murals had clearly been around for a long time, yet the colors were still vibrant and clear, vividly lifelike. Wen Yan walked to the steps, and unconsciously, he stopped, carefully observing.
These murals depicted ancient deities who, from the very beginning of the creation of heaven and earth, were born into the world—tall and majestic, beautiful and kind, protecting their people.
Wen Yan hadn’t heard much about the legends of ancient deities. After all, more than ten thousand years before he was born, these deities had already fallen. By the time he was born, the deities had long withdrawn from worldly life, becoming symbols and shadows of legends.
However, now, as he looked at the appearance of each deity on the mural, an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart. In this warmth, there was even a sense of childish yearning, like a child returning to the hometown where he would be loved and protected.
He couldn’t help but reach out, gently touching the mural. The rough texture passed from his fingertips to his heart, making his heart tremble slightly.
He stayed in front of the mural for a long time, carefully examining every detail, before continuing downward.
As the spiraling steps continued downward, the round orange flames on both sides gradually diminished until they disappeared completely.
Because the inside of this cave no longer needed illumination.
The entire cave was bright, and the golden and green light emitted from the underground illuminated every detail.
Wen Yan stood still on the steps, amazed as he looked down.
He saw the Earth’s vein.
The most important vein in the human world was hidden in this cave.
As a mere human, seeing the center of the human world with his own eyes made his heart feel shocked.
A vein, like a blood vessel.
The Earth vein was the vessel that transported spiritual energy to these mountains and rivers. It was hidden within these mountain ranges, splitting into countless fine cracks, continuously extending forward, rushing in all directions.
Within these cracks, a green liquid flowed, resembling grass and wood, covered with a faint golden glow. Initially, it was a fine stream, but the closer it got to the main point of the Earth vein, the more turbulent it became.
Wen Yan reached the last step, then bent down and gently scooped up a handful from this green river.
The green liquid looked like water, but the moment it touched Wen Yan, it evaporated like mist, turning into spiritual energy that entered his body.
Almost at the same moment, Wen Yan heard a gentle laughter.
This laughter didn’t belong to a human, or any living being.
It came from the Earth vein.
A stream of water rose from the Earth vein, gently lifting Wen Yan from the steps and placing him on a circular rock at the center of the Earth vein.
The water lingered around him, like the hand of an elder, gently caressing his head and arms.
A couple of drops of cold water splashed on his cheeks, refreshing him.
He inexplicably felt close to this water, playing with it for a while before remembering the purpose of his visit.
“What is it that you want to give me?” Wen Yan curiously asked.
He had been pondering this question throughout his journey.
No matter how he thought about it, he suspected it was related to his past life.
Upon hearing his question, the water paused for a moment, slowly retreating into the Earth vein as if possessing consciousness.
Within the entire cave, the flow of the Earth vein suddenly accelerated, water droplets continuously splashing from the fine streams, turning into mist in the air.
A small area of water in front of Wen Yan continued bubbling, as if something was about to break through the surface.
Wen Yan was curious but he hesitated to reach out and touch. After all, this was the location of the Earth vein, and if he accidentally damaged something, he would be a culprit for eternity.
Yet, despite his reluctance, the Earth vein insisted he enter.
While Wen Yan was waiting anxiously, he found himself suddenly sinking into the circular rock beneath him. In just a few seconds, he fell into the Earth vein, surrounded by a gentle mist filled with spiritual energy.
Wen Yan: “???”
Wait, can we have a warning next time?
I can’t swim!
But before he could panic, he realized that he could breathe underwater.
Below the water surface, within the Earth vein, it was vast and boundless like the deep sea.
He floated within it, like a rootless flower drifting with the current.
Underwater, he heard the voice of the Earth vein.
Very gentle, as if several people were speaking together, each with a different tone, including both male and female voices, yet incredibly harmonious and gentle.
“I will return your soul to you.”
“This time, you belong only to yourself.”
“It’s been three thousand years, and you still look silly.”
As Wen Yan accepted the voice of the Earth vein, a phantom quickly approached him from the depths of the water.
He turned his head, only to see a transparent figure dressed in white, exactly like him, looking back at him.
It was Yan Gu from three thousand years ago, the astonishing and talented Immortal Lord.
They gazed at each other like looking into a mirror, from the corners of their eyes to the eyebrows, their charm and demeanor were identical, yet three thousand years of time separated them.
Wen Yan reached out his hand.
The phantom smiled slightly, merged into his body, becoming one with him.
In that moment when the phantom merged with his body,
Wen Yan felt complete at last.
Like a complete puzzle finally fitting in the last missing piece.
In an instant, endless memories surged towards him, overwhelming him like a torrential flood.
He finally remembered who he was.
He was Yan Gu.
This divine soul from his past life was his missing memories and soul.
Memories, as a thing, when only fragments remain, it’s like watching a story from afar, as if it’s someone else’s tale.
However, once these memories gather completely, rushing into the mind, forming a complete picture, it becomes a sharp knife that pierces straight into the heart.
It easily makes one gasp for breath, as if the heart has been pounded into pieces, letting out a gush of hot blood.
A tear fell from Wen Yan’s eye, merging into the water.
He finally understood why he felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the mural of the ancient deities.
He also understood why, in the courtyard of the Green Mountain, at the moment he saw Rong Xiao, he felt love at first sight.
He also finally remembered where the red string on his hand came from and who tied it.
He was Wen Yan, Yan Gu, a prominent cultivator of the Human Realm’s Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and also a gift left behind by the fallen gods.
He was born inheriting the will of the gods, to protect this world.
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Many thousands of years ago, in order to save the endangered world, the ancient deities and gods transformed their bones and blood into the Earth vein, guarding the mountains and rivers of the mortal realm.
Before their fall, each god separated a strand of divine power, giving birth to a divine child.
This was the gods’ last gift to the mortal realm.
The Heavenly Dao transformed this divine child into a human and placed it on a mountain path in the mortal realm, adopted by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the first sect at that time.
This child was named Yan Gu.
Unaware of his true identity, at the age of sixteen, he achieved great perfection in cultivation. At the age of twenty, he became the peak master of Ten Thousand Swords Sect, astonishing the cultivation world.
Also at the age of twenty, he led sect disciples to explore a secret realm. In an attempt to save a disciple, he accidentally got involved in the Kunlun realm and met the realm lord of Kunlun, Rong Xiao.
Three months later, this monster who never set foot in the mortal world, the divine tree that grew at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, took on a human form and followed him back to the sect, becoming an ordinary attendant by his side.
A year later, the two secretly got married. No one cared whether the other was human or monster; they just wanted a harmonious and happy life.
However, their companionship lasted only three years. Calamity struck the mortal realm, the Earth vein collapsed, spiritual energy depleted, and nothing could thrive, not even demonic cultivators.
Only at this moment did Yan Gu awaken to his innate heritage, realizing that he was not an abandoned infant of the mortal realm.
He was a divine child nurtured from the remnants of the gods, the gods’ last gift to guard the mortal realm.
Inheriting the gods’ determination, he aimed to protect the rivers, mountains, and all living beings.
Therefore, he ultimately died for the sake of this world.
He used his divine soul to repair the collapsed Earth vein, activating the mountain-guarding array.
Just like the gods of the past, he turned his bones and blood into spiritual energy, nourishing the world.
And in the moment of his dissipation, the monster he took away from the Kunlun realm had just desperately rushed into the Earth vein, determined to save him.
However, before this monster could reach out to touch him, it witnessed his demise with its own eyes.
…
Before dissipating, Yan Gu looked at Rong Xiao for the last time. Even though he had no flesh or blood left, he still felt pain in his heart.
It was he who brought this monster out from Kunlun Mountain.
He had brought this desireless monster into the mundane world. He once held the hand of this monster, became sworn brothers with him, and vowed eternal love, pledging not to look at anyone else.
But when he made that vow, he didn’t know that his own life would be so short.
For the sake of saving this world, he betrayed his beloved.
He was unforgivable, yet unable to atone for his sins.
In the divine realm, he heard the Heavenly Dao asking him, “Do you have any remaining wishes?”
Do I have any remaining wishes?
Yan Gu’s consciousness was about to disperse.
Without bones and flesh, he naturally had no tears, but within his obsession, there were countless drops of blood and tears.
“My wish… is for him to live well, whether he finds a new love or forgets about me. I want him to live a good life, to look after the mountains, rivers, grass, and trees, and to find fulfillment in this world.”
“I know I won’t have another life. But even if I turn into grass or become writing tools on his desk, I still want to glance at him… just once.”
The moment the obsession was uttered.
Yan Gu completely dissipated into the heavens and the earth.
But the Heavenly Dao had already granted his wish.
He didn’t turn into grass, nor did he become writing tools and paper.
…
Wen Yan opened his eyes underwater.
His eye color was no longer the gentle chestnut brown; within this brown, a faint golden light could be discerned.
The moment he opened his eyes, the spiritual energy in the Earth vein reached its peak.
The entire dark realm shook at this moment, and boundless spiritual power erupted from the mountains.
The barrier shrouding the entire realm dissipated, and spiritual energy turned into a gentle rain, pouring down onto the mortal world. The demons and cultivators closest to the realm were the first to sense it.
Initially, they were all in disbelief, but soon they showed expressions of joy, reaching out to catch the shower of mist.
Since the catastrophe three thousand years ago, the spiritual energy in the mortal realm had been depleted for too long.
Although they had speculated that the Earth vein was recovering, they didn’t dare to confirm until this moment.
This rain symbolized a new era for the mountains and rivers of the mortal realm.
While everyone was still immersed in the gifts of heaven and earth, Rong Xiao had already turned into a fleeting shadow, breaking through the depths of the realm.
He had forcibly broken the seal on the realm since just now.
Su Meng and Qin You tried to stop him, desperately convincing him that Wen Yan was fine. However, what might happen if he forcibly entered was uncertain.
He knew what Su Meng and Qin You said was correct.
At this moment, the realm was not dangerous; it was filled with recovering spiritual energy, and since it had accepted Wen Yan, it would not harm him.
However, he couldn’t bear to see Wen Yan out of his sight.
In his heart, there was a profound fear, as if once he neglected, Wen Yan would disappear from his eyes.
When he was about to break through the defenses of the realm, the barrier that had been blocking him inexplicably dissipated.
Wen Yan’s aura was also sensed along with the pervasive spiritual energy.
He clearly realized the location of his beloved.
He rushed towards that place.
When he arrived at the entrance of the Earth vein, from afar, he saw Wen Yan.
They had been apart for just half an hour, yet Wen Yan seemed to have changed.
He had grown a bit taller, wearing a white robe. Black long hair flowed down from his shoulders, and his eyes contained tears, but the corners of his mouth were gently curved.
He looked like a celestial being in a painting, dreamlike and unreal.
As soon as Wen Yan saw him, he pounced into his arms.
Rong Xiao tightly embraced him. “What happened to you? Did the Earth’s vein do something to you?”
Wen Yan shook his head in his embrace.
“I’m fine.”
Wen Yan held onto Rong Xiao, hugging him tightly as if he wanted to embed him in his bones and blood.
This was the monster he married against the sect’s wishes, the monster he brought out of Kunlun, the one he held hands with, the one he married, promising to love him for eternity and not to look at others.
He was so heartless, abandoning Rong Xiao in the mortal realm.
But this monster, after suffering once, fell in love with him again after three thousand years.
Wen Yan let go of Rong Xiao.
He looked into his green eyes, bright and gentle like gemstones, watching him with concern.
He tiptoed and kissed Rong Xiao.
In this kiss.
He lifted the seal that Heavenly Dao had placed on Rong Xiao, returning Rong Xiao’s memories and emotions that had been taken away.
Wen Yan gently bit Rong Xiao’s lower lip, tears falling from his eyelashes, making this kiss bitter.
Three thousand years have passed, you are still you, and I am still me.
But this time, we start over, never to part again.