Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Chapter 14

Flakes of snow began to fall outside, sporadically drifting into the carriage, as the carriage traveled across Chunfan City.

Xiao Fuxuan used the handle of his sword to loosen the ropes tying the curtains.

The curtain was made with a thick layer of thick felt, completely blocking out what little daylight had shone in from outside. Immediately, the inside of the carriage dimmed. The Hua Sect’s carriage had everything inside, including neatly folded blankets, and there even seemed to be some incense made of spiritual medicine placed inside the earthenware.

Wu Xingxue had the handwarmer he brought down from the boat. He was leaning sideways against the side of the carriage, and he liked this warm yet dark environment. It made him feel relaxed and sleepy.

Holding the handwarmer, he seemed to be sleeping. But his eyes were only half-closed. From the thin opening, he was looking at the tall man standing beside the carriage door.

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It was just as Yi Wusheng had guessed – Wu Xingxue had already known.

The first time he clearly noticed that something about himself was off was on Peach Blossom Island. A-Yao charged into the room, screaming and crying. His hand that reached out to grab at him was being blocked by Xiao Fuxuan. In that split second, he saw A-Yao’s eyes.

A lunatic’s eyes were always muddled and unclear, with no focal point. But an image of those two eyes opened wide in terror, staring at him from across the windowsill, had suddenly flashed across his mind.

It was as if he had seen this somewhere before.

So he asked the attending disciple who he was.

The disciple replied, “He’s A-Yao. He’s gone insane because of Wu Xingxue.”

It was hard to describe how he felt at that moment. He could only remember that he fell silent for a bit, then subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Fuxuan.

He didn’t know why he looked at Xiao Fuxuan either.

Maybe it was because he was hoping someone could tell him that he wasn’t that Devil Lord, and that what happened just now was because of the remaining spirits of the original owner of the body. Or maybe… he just wanted to know if he really was Wu Xingxue, what kind of reaction Xiao Fuxuan would have had.

Back in Que City, he remembered that there was an elder who once told him that he was a quick-witted child, that he never revealed his true thoughts on his face.

However, he wished that at certain times, he could be a bit dumber.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t.

Back when he was in Hua Sect’s guest room and the little disciple was using a soul-checking talisman to test him, he had all sorts of thoughts emerge in his head. His body subconsciously told him to switch to the other hand.

He didn’t know why either, nor what would happen if he switched his hands. But everything seemed to happen naturally, as if this was what he had always done.

Because he couldn’t explain why, he could only lightly tease the disciple.

After that, his thoughts have always wandered.

In his head, he kept telling him “maybe it’s the remaining spirits of the original owner,” but in his mouth, he asked Xiao Fuxuan what kind of person Wu Xingxue was.

In fact, the moment he asked that, he already knew in his heart, but he just didn’t want to admit it.

Until he met Yi Wusheng.