BAAF Chapter 137 Extra

The sky gradually darkened, and stars appeared in the night sky.

 

Shen Liuxiang stood on the mountaintop, the stars across the sky reflecting in his eyes, each one looking particularly clear.

 

Di Yunyu told him to sit in meditation, glanced at his loose hair, and reminded him: “Tie up your hair.”

 

Shen Liuxiang sat cross-legged: “I lost the hair ribbon.”

 

He had left clues on the hair ribbon, dropping it in the dense forest. It carried his scent, which Ao Yue could detect from a thousand miles away. Finding the ribbon meant finding him wouldn’t be far off.

 

But Shen Liuxiang hadn’t expected that as soon as he finished speaking, he would hear a voice calmly asking: “Is this the one you lost?”

 

Di Yunyu opened his palm, revealing a familiar red hair ribbon.

 

Shen Liuxiang was dumbfounded, his body stiffening as the other approached.

 

“Why so nervous?”

 

Di Yunyu came behind Shen Liuxiang, reached out to pick up a lock of black hair from his shoulder, then his slender fingers traced along the nape of his neck, hooking slightly, while his other hand used the ribbon to tie up the soft, fine hair.

 

After smoothly tying the hair, Di Yunyu said: “Why are you looking at me? Close your eyes and focus.”

 

When Xinglian was very young, she treasured her hair immensely and wouldn’t let anyone touch it except him. So in his spare time, he would braid Xu Xinglian’s hair. Compared to little buns, tying Shen Liuxiang’s hair was extremely simple.

 

Shen Liuxiang closed his eyes, recalling the sensation of fingers hooking past the nape of his neck.

 

Not cold-this person’s fingertips were surprisingly warm. He hadn’t felt any discomfort, even experiencing a strange familiarity, as if he had held these fingers before, when he was very, very young.

 

But no matter how Shen Liuxiang thought about it, even as a baby, it wouldn’t take both his hands to hold just one of the other’s fingers, would it?

 

Shen Liuxiang frowned slightly, feeling something was amiss. Just as he was about to think deeper, a chilling voice came to his ears: “If you don’t focus, I’ll throw you off the mountaintop.”

 

Shen Liuxiang: “?!”

 

He hurriedly cleared his mind of distractions and concentrated on meditation. But without cultivation, he couldn’t sense any spiritual energy and truly didn’t understand why he needed to do this.

 

After a short while, his head nodded, and he almost fell over in sleep.

 

The reason it was “almost” was because his tilting head was supported by Di Yunyu’s hand, which pushed it back: “Why are you falling asleep?”

 

Shen Liuxiang, drowsy with sleep, struggled to sit straight and replied: “I’m listening… there’s the sound of wind… leaves falling to the ground…”

 

As he spoke, his head tilted again.

 

Di Yunyu: “…”

 

He picked up an orange and waved it in front of Shen Liuxiang’s nose.

 

Shen Liuxiang’s stomach immediately growled, instantly dispelling much of his drowsiness. Opening his eyes to see the bright yellow orange, he was momentarily stunned before reaching out to grab it.

 

Of course, Di Yunyu wouldn’t let him have it.

 

Putting the bait aside, Di Yunyu said: “Close your eyes, try again.”

 

Shen Liuxiang closed his eyes, gritting his teeth. The next moment, his ears were covered by Di Yunyu’s hands, sealing off his hearing.

 

Shen Liuxiang was slightly startled, then heard a transmitted message: “Listen carefully.”

 

Shen Liuxiang wanted to say that his hearing was sealed, what could he possibly hear? But the words reached his lips and were swallowed back as he focused and tried.

 

In less than a moment, he discovered that the quiet surroundings suddenly became clamorous. Then these sounds, like a hurricane, spread throughout the entire world-the towering trees, roadside grass, birds and beasts in flight… everything was speaking.

 

Shen Liuxiang’s heart surged with enormous waves as he opened his mouth in shock: “What is this?”

 

Di Yunyu: “The voice of all things.”

 

He withdrew his hands. When Shen Liuxiang came to his senses, Di Yunyu spoke: “I just let you experience what I hear. From now on, you need to learn to listen by yourself.”

 

Shen Liuxiang didn’t respond, closing his eyes and covering his ears. After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, he opened his eyes and said:

 

“I heard it.”

 

He moved to the side, pointing at the small grass that had been bent under him: “It says it hurts and wants me to get lost.”

 

 

He moved to the side, pointing at the small grass that had been bent under him: “It says it hurts and wants me to get lost.”

 

Di Yunyu: “What else?”

 

Shen Liuxiang: “…Nothing else.”

 

Di Yunyu’s thin lips uttered two words: “Continue.”

 

Shen Liuxiang reluctantly closed his eyes, but compared to the initially shocking voices of all things he had heard, now all he could hear was just one small blade of grass, grumbling and complaining about him.

 

After a long while, Shen Liuxiang opened one eye and looked toward Di Yunyu, who was also meditating.

 

Coming from outside this realm, intentionally guiding him.

 

Regarding this person’s identity, he had a vague guess in his heart, but couldn’t be certain.

 

Shen Liuxiang carefully stood up, crouched in front of Di Yunyu, widened his phoenix eyes, and carefully examined this face that he couldn’t see clearly.

 

He estimated that the other had used a concealment technique, so the more carefully he looked, the hazier his vision became, causing his head to feel dizzy.

 

In less than a moment, Shen Liuxiang’s head was spinning. Just as he was wondering whether to stop, he unexpectedly met a pair of light-colored eyes. His whole body trembled, and he became completely alert.

 

“Emperor Father.”

 

Di Yunyu said nothing, watching him with interest.

 

Shen Liuxiang inwardly groaned. It really was him!

 

He became increasingly convinced that Di Yunyu was a petty, vengeful person. When he left, he must have said, “Wait till I come back, I’ll deal with you!” And upon his return, he immediately tormented him.

 

Shen Liuxiang recalled the day’s experiences and his still-growling stomach, his eyes filled with bitter tears, his indignation reaching the skies.

 

How could he be a man if he didn’t avenge this!

 

“Emperor Father has returned. If Xingchen and Xinglian knew, they would be extremely happy,” Shen Liuxiang smiled, his eyes curving, and said sincerely, “And those two little ones who have never met Emperor Father, if they saw you…”

 

Di Yunyu frowned: “Two little ones? Isn’t there just one Shen ginseng?”

 

Shen Liuxiang’s smile grew brighter: “Bubu has grown up. The two little ones are, of course, my adorable little nephew and niece. Speaking of which, Emperor Father, you’re already a great-grandfather.”

 

Di Yunyu narrowed his eyes slightly: “Is it Xingchen…”

 

Shen Liuxiang clapped his hands: “They’re Xinglian’s children!”

 

As his words fell, the howling wind on the mountaintop suddenly stopped, becoming terrifyingly quiet.

 

Di Yunyu tilted his head slightly, his slender index and middle fingers tapping his temple, his black eyelashes hanging quietly.

 

After being silent for a while, he asked in a low voice: “Who is it?”

 

Upon returning to this plane, he had first checked on several people. Xu Xingchen and Xu Xinglian were both safe and sound. As for Shen Liuxiang, his cultivation had hit a bottleneck, so he had taken him away to guide him, and incidentally teach him a lesson.

 

Now, suddenly hearing that Xinglian even had descendants, Di Yunyu fell silent, only wanting to know who it was.

 

Shen Liuxiang glanced at his expression, feeling delighted inside.

 

But he couldn’t show it, at least not too obviously. He coughed lightly and said: “A wandering cultivator who likes to travel through mountains and rivers, a good person. Emperor Father, don’t worry.”

 

After speaking, Shen Liuxiang was about to remind Di Yunyu to restore his cultivation.

 

Just as he opened his mouth, a figure appeared beside him, cloaked in the night, immediately embracing him: “Master.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan’s anxious heart settled. His black eyes looked at the person standing on the other side. After a moment of silence, his lips, pressed into a cold line, finally parted: “Emperor.”

 

“How did you find your way here?”

 

Di Yunyu’s gaze fell lightly on the two, causing Shen Liuxiang to sheepishly leave Zhou Xuanlan’s embrace and straighten his back.

 

Zhou Xuanlan: “Reverse scale.”

 

Di Yunyu suddenly understood; no wonder he could track him here. With his hands behind his back, he said in a deep voice: “Since you’re here, keep an eye on him.”

 

After speaking, he prepared to leave.

 

Before departing, he turned back, instructing Shen Liuxiang: “No slacking off.”

 

Shen Liuxiang: “…Alright.”

 

Seeing Di Yunyu leave in quite a hurry, he pondered briefly, concluding that he was most likely going to find the father of his two nephews. He immediately drew in a cold breath, praying for that person.

 

When only he and Zhou Xuanlan remained on the mountaintop, Shen Liuxiang said: “Do you have anything to eat? I’m so hungry.”

 

“Master, please endure for a few more days.”

 

“You too treat me this way?!”

 

According to Di Yunyu’s words upon leaving, his cultivation would return only when he broke through, and before that, he shouldn’t eat easily.

 

Shen Liuxiang sat in meditation, feeling dejected: “I might starve to death before breaking through.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan sat beside him, his thin lips curving into a smile: “Master, be patient. It won’t take long to break through.”

 

Shen Liuxiang remembered something: “Are those two siblings your clan members?”

 

Zhou Xuanlan: “Yes.”

 

Shen Liuxiang nodded, and after a while, opened one eye to glance at Zhou Xuanlan, finding that those black eyes were indeed watching him.

 

“This won’t work,” Shen Liuxiang shook his head.

 

With Zhou Xuanlan sitting beside him, he couldn’t calm his mind. When he closed his eyes, his mind began to sketch Zhou Xuanlan’s figure, involuntarily guessing what he was doing.

 

Shen Liuxiang waved his hand, shooing him away: “Move farther away.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan: “…”

 

Two days later, the night sky was clear, the stars brilliant.

 

“From this blade of grass to that tree in front,” Shen Liuxiang, nearly fainting from hunger, pointed and said in a faint voice, “that’s the maximum limit.”

 

His forehead rested on Zhou Xuanlan’s shoulder as he said: “So hungry. If this continues, I’ll start eating grass.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a moment: “Master, try once more.”

 

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyes weakly: “It’s useless. I can only hear this much.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan said softly: “Master, try to see if you can hear me.”

 

Shen Liuxiang was startled, raising his head: “Can I hear you?”

 

Zhou Xuanlan said: “Among all things, naturally I am included.”

 

Upon hearing this, Shen Liuxiang, who had been as limp as frost-bitten eggplant just moments ago, immediately perked up: “In that case, I won’t hold back.”

 

He hadn’t thought before that if he could hear the voices of all things, it would mean he could hear others’ inner thoughts.

 

Shen Liuxiang rubbed his hands together eagerly, focusing his mind quickly.

 

Time passed bit by bit. At the height of night, Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes, looking at Zhou Xuanlan immersed in the soft starlight, and raised one corner of his lips.

 

“I heard it.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan raised an eyebrow: “What did Master hear?”

 

Just as Shen Liuxiang was about to speak, a thunderclap sounded in the night sky. Dark clouds swept in instantly, and simultaneously, his cultivation returned to his body.

 

Advancing from the Divine Transformation realm to the Grand Completion realm, the lightning tribulation was no small matter. Those with high cultivation had to retreat to the side, otherwise the power of the tribulation would increase several times. Zhou Xuanlan’s face darkened slightly as he flashed away to a distance, his gaze looking toward the earth-shaking lightning tribulation from afar.

 

The purple lightning that split the sky continued throughout the night, only ceasing when a ray of dawn light pierced through the black clouds.

 

The mountain peak where Shen Liuxiang had been, along with dozens of miles around it, had been leveled to the ground.

 

 

The moment the lightning tribulation disappeared, Zhou Xuanlan appeared at the place he had left the night before. Where his gaze fell, there was nothing but black scorched earth, with no sign of anyone.

 

“Master! Master!”

 

“I’m here!”

 

Shen Liuxiang, covered in dirt and ash, climbed up from the ground, thinking to himself that this lightning tribulation had no sense of propriety or discernment-he hadn’t even finished speaking last night.

 

Zhou Xuanlan turned his head, arriving in an instant, examining his injuries up and down.

 

“I’m fine,”

 

Shen Liuxiang shook the dust off his clothes. “I haven’t told you what I heard from you yet.”

 

Zhou Xuanlan raised his hand, wiping the ash from his cheek: “What did Master hear?”

 

“I heard,”

 

Shen Liuxiang’s phoenix eyes blinked, the corner of his lips curving into a smile as he leaned close to Zhou Xuanlan’s ear and whispered.

 

“I love you, endlessly-”

 

Author’s note: This is the official ending. Thank you for your support, kisses (￣ε(#￣)

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T/N:

What an amazing journey this has been! Thank you to every single reader who stuck with us through all the ups and downs (´∀｀)♡

 

Shen Liuxiang and Zhou Xuanlan – your story of forbidden love, growth, and devotion will stay in our hearts forever. Watching you both evolve from teacher and student to lifelong partners was pure magic ｡･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

 

To every character who made this world come alive – from little Bubu to the complex relationships that shaped this tale – you all deserve applause (◕‿◕)

 

We’ve reached the end! Main story, extras, everything is now wrapped up with a bow ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

 

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