SFS Chapter 47: New Discoveries
Chapter 47: New Discoveries
Go to the courtyard of the county mansion.
The setting sun casts long, slanting shadows.
In the shadows under the eaves, Zou Yun casually leaned against a mottled wooden pillar.
His back was slightly hunched, as if all his weight had been borne on it, and he seemed lost in thought.
Just then, footsteps came from behind.
"Tap...tap..."
The man's footsteps on the stone path made rhythmic, orderly sounds.
Zou Yun didn't need to turn around to guess who it was.
The shadow under the eaves deepened as the footsteps approached. Zou Yun remained leaning against the eaves, his gaze unwavering, and spoke softly.
"How is Meng Jiang?"
"After waking up, she insisted on taking her husband's remains back to her hometown," the owner of the footsteps sighed.
Zou Yun was silent for a moment, then finally said softly, "Is that so..."
His tone was erratic, as if he were talking to himself. After saying that, Zou Yun was momentarily at a loss for words.
But the owner of the footsteps then spoke again.
"I have already sent people to assist her in handling her husband's affairs after his death, so Master, there is no need to worry."
"That's good, that's good..."
Zou Yun was somewhat lacking in enthusiasm.
Actually, his behavior wasn't entirely due to Meng Jiangnu's tragic experiences.
The story of Meng Jiangnu is certainly sad, but it didn't happen to me. Although it's painful, it will eventually pass.
What truly disheartened Zou Yun was her appearance.
This made Zou Yun begin to doubt the reality of the world, or rather, to doubt what kind of world it really was.
Zou Yun even considered something more extreme.
Could it be that I'm currently inside some kind of machine, and when I fully wake up, a bunch of people will surround me, clapping and congratulating me?
The thought of this made Zou Yun feel inexplicably listless.
Seeing that Zou Yun was not in a good mood, the owner of the voice did not want to disturb him and turned to leave.
But just as he slightly moved his foot—
Suddenly, Zou Yun spoke up.
"Young Master Fusu, do you believe that there is an unseen force manipulating all living beings in this world?"
Upon hearing the sound, Fusu slowly walked to Zou Yun's side.
The golden light of the setting sun fell on his face, highlighting his sharply defined features.
Looking at Zou Yun, who was unusually dejected, Fu Su smiled slightly and said.
"When I first met the Grand Master, he wasn't like this at all."
He paused, then looked towards the distant horizon.
There, the clouds and rosy hues blazed like fire, burning with the last rays of the day.
"As for destiny... I generally believe in it. But..."
Fusu's voice suddenly became firm, "But my teacher once taught me this sentence."
He took a deep breath and slowly said, "Contemplating the vastness of the heavens is nothing compared to controlling and managing the things within them! Praising the heavens is nothing compared to controlling and utilizing the mandate of heaven."
"Like this sunset, it sets every day, but it will always rise again tomorrow!"
After he finished speaking, the courtyard fell into a brief silence.
Only the wind howled past, ruffling the corner of Zou Yun's clothes.
"Instead of worshipping the heavens and revering fate, why not control destiny, utilize its laws, and take control of our own lives?"
Zou Yun lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously twisting the fabric of his sleeve, muttering to himself.
"I never imagined that Lord Chunyu would teach you such things."
Upon hearing this, Fusu chuckled and shook his head, "Ha! This is not what Teacher Chunyu said, but rather what Prime Minister Li taught me."
Although Fusu and Li Si disagreed on political matters, Fusu always kept in mind the principles that his teacher taught him, which he believed to be correct.
"Forget it, really, why think so much? So dramatic!!"
Zou Yun suddenly straightened up and deftly patted the dust off his buttocks.
The gloom on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a familiar composure.
Seeing this, Fusu's smile deepened, and he asked, half teasing and half probing, "Even immortals have worries?"
"Gods were originally mortals, but I fear that mortals' hearts are not steadfast..."
Zou Yun's lips curled into that signature, meaningful smile once again, his voice echoing like a distant valley.
Having said that, he didn't linger, turned around and walked into the depths of the courtyard with light steps.
Fusu stood alone under the eaves, watching Zou Yun's figure disappear around the corner, his brows slightly furrowed, carefully pondering those words.
Dusk cast a deep shadow on his face.
On the other side, Wei Shuqing spotted Zou Yun's figure from afar.
He rushed over at a jog, giving Zou Yun no chance to dodge, and pounced right in front of him.
"Master, my son has already learned many characters."
Wei Shuqing's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes sparkled with joy.
I don't know why, even though Meng Xuande was the one who saved Wei Shuqing's life and treated him very well,
However, Wei Shuqing particularly enjoyed spending time with Zou Yun.
Although he didn't know much, Wei Shuqing could sense that the Grand Master was different from everyone else around him.
It's like a true immortal descended to earth, mingling among the crowd.
Zou Yun's lips twitched; he really didn't want to pay any attention to this kid.
But then he seemed to remember something, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he bent down to ruffle Wei Shuqing's messy hair.
"Great! Since you know so many characters, I will give you a task."
Wei Shuqing blinked, looking confused, and asked, "A mission?"
"That's right, it's a task. Starting today, Uncle Qing'er, write down what happened each day."
"I show my diary entries to someone every now and then."
"Um."
Upon hearing that Zou Yun was going to assign him a task, Wei Shuqing not only did not complain, but nodded vigorously with excitement, his little fists clenched tightly.
He turned and ran, his hemp shoes making a "clattering" sound on the stone slabs.
"My son needs to write a diary; this is an assignment given to me by the Grand Master!"
As Wei Shuqing ran, he waved his arms, his childish shouts echoing in the courtyard.
Zou Yun gazed in the direction he had disappeared and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "At least it's a little quieter now."
Back in his room, Zou Yun, who had been quiet all day, finally felt like checking the panel that had changed.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, and when he opened them again, an invisible light screen appeared in front of him.
Name: Zou Yun
Cultivation Points: 2998
[Supernatural Abilities: Ascension through Disintegration, Ice Control, Swordsmanship (+), Earth Splitting Technique]
[Swordsmanship: Regardless of the type of sword, you can quickly learn and master its techniques.]
Earth Shatter: Can target a very small area, causing the earth to split open and creating a massive earthquake.
The swordsmanship skill appeared after he split the bronze candlestick and wooden table at the Stone Gate Pavilion that day.
The Earth-Splitting Technique appeared after the Great Wall collapsed that day.
Although Zou Yun was very happy to have gained a new supernatural power almost for free, one of the supernatural powers he had anticipated was missing.
"Aren't there any shield-type magical abilities?"
Zou Yun rubbed his chin with his knuckles, deep in thought.
"I clearly blocked the surrounding smoke and dust with ice crystals, so could it be... that I couldn't generate my supernatural power because I used ice control magic?"
A night breeze swept by, bringing a touch of coolness.
He shook his head, suppressing his doubts, and a smile returned to his lips.
"However, for area-of-effect damage there is Earth Split, for melee there is Swordsmanship, and for ranged there is Ice Control."
"Although the plans have changed, I am currently capable of surviving alone in this chaotic world."
Zou Yun stood up and looked out the window.
"Well then, it's time..."
The deep sound faded into the room.