CHAPTER 500: 0303 THREE POINTS OF TRUTH (2-IN-1)

Inside the room.

Yun Qian quietly gazed at the bonsai before her.

She had been looking at it for a long time, yet it still wasn’t enough. She didn’t know why; logically, even if it was a bonsai cultivated by her husband himself, it shouldn’t attract her gaze like this.

"Ms. Yun, you really do like this Chasing Silk Vine." The Rowing Maiden couldn’t help but say.

Yun Qian had been looking at it for a long time.

"Chasing... Chasing Silk Vine?" Yun Qian’s words were gentle, but her eyes were tinged with some inexplicable meaning.

"Yes, it’s often kept as a landscape by the ladies here." The Rowing Maiden pointed to the center of the bonsai where the cyan rattan slowly wound around the central greenwood, eventually gathering at the top and hanging down like an umbrella.

In the delicate square flower pot, the vine seemed to depend on the greenwood, but upon closer inspection, one might get the illusion that it’s not dependence but a deadlock.

The vine appeared to rely on it, but in truth, as a parasite, it trapped the greenwood, wantonly sucking out what it wanted from the greenwood.

Dependence.

It certainly doesn’t count as dependence.

"..."

It seemed the Rowing Maiden noticed Yun Qian’s confusion, she explained: "Ms. Yun, this thing doesn’t look auspicious, so you’d better... pick another landscape that you like; there are many beautiful floral landscapes at Chunluo Residence in the north of the city."

Yun Qian’s fingers gently brushed the cyan rattan, asked: "Didn’t you say it’s common?"

"The courtesan sisters often keep them." The Rowing Maiden shook her head: "The sisters keep these as a warning to themselves... not to live dependent like these cyan rattan."

If the tree dies, the vine can’t survive either.

Don’t be fooled by how in Flower Moon Building the courtesans seem to live quite well.

If they really go out to find a man to depend on, it rarely ends well.

The ladies of Flower Moon Building are like this.

If they’re clever enough, they might truly perfect the act of dependence, find their footing after redeeming themselves... yet, they merely transition from a vine that cannot live to a vine that can live, absorbing nutrients from one greenwood before seeking the next.

Whether such days are good only they themselves know.

"In short, relying on oneself is better than relying on others." The Rowing Maiden looked on firmly, "In this world, there’s no such thing as someone unable to live without someone else."

In this world, there’s no such thing as someone unable to live without someone else.

Yun Qian: "..."

——

Dark patterns quivered above Frosty Heaven.

If Frosty Heaven could speak, it would certainly want to say aloud: there’s none below, but there can be atop.

——

Perhaps even Miss Yun wouldn’t have expected that one day she’d be ’disciplined’ by a girl as inconspicuous as dust.

But this Maiden was also his match destined by fate, a favored one.

Yun Qian didn’t quite understand: "Is it wrong to want to be with the person you love?"

Her husband was now diligently cultivating, stating clearly he wanted to spend several more years as a couple with her... essentially wishing to be together with her more.

Is he like the cyan rattan?

"Who said it’s wrong? Of course, it’s right." The Maiden looked at Yun Qian strangely, then blushed slightly: "If I had someone I liked, I wouldn’t be as incapable as Sister Liu, given the opportunity, I would certainly cling to them every day... well, provided there is an opportunity."

She doesn’t cultivate, hence doesn’t give herself this chance.

"Like this?" Yun Qian nodded slightly, she asked: "There’s something I don’t quite understand."

"Please, Sister, speak."

"Some people want to live a few more years because they love someone." Yun Qian calmly stated, "But as they live long, feelings are lost in the end... whose fault is that?"

"...Ms. Yun." A delicate question mark floated above the Rowing Maiden’s head: "I don’t understand."

"If cultivation requires losing emotions, is there a need to cultivate?" Yun Qian looked at her.

"Will cultivation turn one into an unemotional person?" The Rowing Maiden was stunned, then her head shook like a rattle.

"No way."

Does the book speak of Supreme Forgetting Emotions?

Such a kind of immortal, what’s the point of cultivation?

"Mm." Yun Qian said no more, her nails scraped against the cyan rattan in the bonsai, making a somewhat unpleasant sound.

This was Yun Qian... no, **she** between Xu Chang’an and the Rowing Maiden were fundamentally different.

Yun Qian wouldn’t abstain from cultivating knowing that it would ultimately involve losing emotions—

Just as she knew clearly, as long as her husband continues to pursue longevity, eventually emotions would be worn away by time, yet she’d still extend his lifespan.

She was the parasitic cyan rattan absorbing nutrients off the tree.

And the situation now was akin to that vine that could crush the World Tree shouldn’t it reveal even a hint yet insists on relying on a mere ordinary tree.

She now temporarily recalled many names similar to **Yun Qian** because she hadn’t resealed her memories; thus she knew clearly what the fate of the last Yun Qian and the one before that was.

He could not carry the weight she bore.

He remained himself, no matter how many years passed, no matter how many lifetimes, yet he still wouldn’t step out of the river of time, he didn’t aim to be held in her palm... thus she could only go down to the water to see him.

Yun Qian closed her eyes, feeling the subtle lingering presence left by Xu Chang’an in the bonsai, she said: "Like this, there’s nothing I can do."

"What?" The Rowing Maiden didn’t understand.

Yun Qian didn’t respond, just tilted her head, her expression indifferent.

The memories not belonging to **Yun Qian** surged fiercely, boiling over at this moment, each clamoring to emerge, eager to see him.

But in fact, Yun Qian didn’t have the so-called divided soul, nor any avatars.