New Chapter: Reality

(If I don't look out the window, it's still bright outside. Will I get killed for saying this? Okay, I accept the criticism.)

Zhao Qinghan felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward and overly polite, probably because Jing Yue was there.

After three years apart, she carefully examined Wang Xuan and noticed that there were still a few strands of white hair between his temples. It was unusual for an immortal to have white hair so early.

Because he is still very young, and he is not an ancient person who has lived for a long time.

The three sat down and began ordering food.

"Are you really alright? How are you feeling?" Zhao Qinghan asked while Jing Yue went to the restroom. Looking into his deep eyes, she felt that time had left some indescribable marks on him.

"It's alright. I shouldn't suddenly disappear or fall into a deep sleep." Wang Xuan shook his head, noticing her concern, and told her that he hadn't traveled far before, but was just too tired and had to rest for a while. He assured her that he wouldn't lose contact with her again.

The two chatted briefly, catching up on each other's recent situations.

It's clear that Jing Yue left on purpose, showing great awareness and giving them time alone. Jing Yue dawdled while touching up her makeup, and finally simply went to the rooftop to enjoy the view.

"Oh, Miss Jing, you're here too." Zhou Yun's small airship had just landed, and he stepped out and spotted her immediately.

Jing Yue turned around, her phoenix eyes glancing sideways. Upon seeing him, she didn't hold back and responded with just two words: "Scumbag!"

Because she knew that Zhou Yun's private life was not very proper; he was always living a life of debauchery, had three girlfriends, and liked to show them off in public.

She knew, of course, that there were people in her circle who were even more chaotic than Zhou Yun in private, but at least they didn't have to be so "showy" in public.

Zhou Yun's smile froze instantly, but there was nothing he could do. Among his acquaintances were several assertive women who had always disliked him and would ridicule him whenever they met.

"I didn't... scumbag you." Zhou Yun's voice was barely audible, it was her last act of stubbornness, but she really didn't dare let the other person hear her clearly.

"What did you say?" Jing Yue, her expression unfriendly.

"I told you, I only have one girlfriend recently, and we're getting married soon. A prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold, so please stop making fun of me."

"Who would believe you? You scumbag!" Jing Yue scoffed.

"I'm not going to argue with you. Wang Xuan is here, right? I'm going to go find him for a drink." Zhou Yun walked around her.

"Wait a minute, go in forty minutes. You really have no sense of propriety," Jing Yue stopped him.

Zhou Yun turned strange. He said, "After the myths decayed, the extraordinary beings continued to weaken. I remember you seemed to have a very low opinion of them, and you even advised Qing Han against it. Yet today you didn't go and act as a third wheel between those two?"

Jing Yue held onto the railing, admiring the beautiful scenery of the wetland park below, and said, "As her best friend, I naturally said what I needed to say. But how she chooses to go and what choices she makes are up to her. I can't be so oblivious as to be a hated villain."

After a long time, Jing Yue and Zhou Yun entered the restaurant together.

Wang Xuan and Zhao Qinghan chatted for a long time, and the awkwardness between them had long since disappeared.

However, the ambiguous relationship they had in the secret place didn't seem to show up. The two chatted casually, as if they had returned to being classmates and friends.

"Jing Yue is back, let's serve the food."

"Wang Xuan, I was wrong. I caused trouble for Huang Ming, Kong Yun and Gu Mingxi last time. As a friend, I really didn't do well..." Zhou Yun appeared and immediately began to apologize, feeling very ashamed.

"Sit down, let's have a meal together," Wang Xuan said calmly, just as he had said before: if we can be friends, we will; if not, we'll just have less contact in the future.

He's not Zhou Yun's parent, so there's no need for him to care so much. However, if Zhou Yun is really a jerk and causes serious trouble for those around him in the future, then there's no need to show any mercy.

Although Zhou Yun was disliked by both Wang Xuan and Jing Yue, he was very good at livening up the atmosphere. With him around, the meal was anything but dull.

However, after the jokes and anecdotes, things can't always stay that way, and naturally, the conversation will turn to some more realistic issues.

"Wang Xuan, what are your plans for the future? Why not do something now?" Jing Yue said. She was very direct. She mentioned that he was now known as King Earth Immortal, and that all parties should be willing to make contact with him. No matter what he did or in which direction he developed, it would be easier.

Wang Xuan was surprised that this woman, whom he had just disliked, was making such a suggestion. It was clear that she meant no harm and it was a very practical suggestion.

Zhou Yun said, "That's right. My old man has been in contact with some senior superhumans, and the feedback he got is that superhumans will eventually disappear without a trace. Wang Xuan, you are special. If you come out and do something now, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort. I will be responsible for finding people to raise investment. Let's do something together."

In general, this is a very real problem that is now facing us. If all extraordinary individuals are destined to become ordinary people and live in the present, they will naturally have to consider livelihood and material issues.

Wang Xuan was naturally able to perceive these things and understand their meaning.

In fact, three years ago, he had many opportunities if he had wanted to. Even now, he could do many things, but he is somewhat quiet at this moment.

For him, the pursuit is the extraordinary, a new myth, and the desire to coexist with heaven and earth. If he gets caught up in real-world interests, wouldn't he be too distracted?

He believes that he will eventually leave this world, and there is no need to be entangled in material livelihood and other realities. He has enough to eat, wear, and use now.

He thought of Jiang Qingyao, Old Zhang, Fang Yuzhu, Yan Mingcheng, and others. Riding the wind and wielding swords, these ethereal immortals had all gone far away, and he missed them.

Is the present world an illusion, or are those people illusions? What kind of world does he yearn for?

"At this stage, I want to continue exploring the path of the extraordinary and don't want to be too distracted. I think my life is pretty good right now," Wang Xuan said.

Of course, it depends on who you compare it to. Compared to the families behind Zhao Qinghan, Jing Yue, and Zhou Yun, they are definitely not good enough. Those families own buildings and have businesses spanning various industries, with fleets of ships in the starry sky.

Jing Yue said, "We live in reality after all. If we have the ability, why not do something? Look, this meal is made with all kinds of top-quality ingredients. Some are 'Beauty Conch' transported from the secret land, and some are 'Moon God Fish' transported from the depths of the star sea. Even in this era, it is still very healthy. A single meal costs tens of thousands of New Star Coin. This is the kind of life Zhao Zhao usually lives..."

"You're right." Wang Xuan nodded. He really hadn't expected that a simple lunch would cost 80,000 New Star Coin. He was quite taken aback.

"Jing Yue!" Zhao Qinghan's gaze was very stern as she glanced at Jing Yue, signaling her not to say such things again.

Zhou Yun changed the subject, saying, "Wang Xuan, stay at New Star a little longer. Don't rush to leave. I'll contact some of our friends and we can have a good get-together. How about we go out to sea tomorrow?"

The next day, Zhou Yun really called over some acquaintances, including Zhou Kun and Su Chan, who were Wang Xuan's classmates.

Li Qingxuan also arrived. She had a good relationship with Zhao Qinghan and Wu Yin, and had repeatedly tried to recruit Wang Xuan into her expedition to the secret realm. Li Qingkong was her younger brother, whom she had disciplined and beaten before bringing him onto the ship. Qian Qian and Qian Rui were descendants of Old Qian, Wang Xuan had naturally met before.

Zhou Yun found a somewhat exaggerated aircraft carrier, equipped with some iron cages containing wild buffalo, gazelles, and other animals, saying that he was going to go out to sea to fish for large dragonfish.

Zhao Qinghan could tell that Wang Xuan was unusually calm standing on the deck, seemingly unaware of the voyage, as if he were quite detached from the mundane world.

She had a feeling that he might leave after "those people" too. She thought of the miniature version of the Sword Immortal and the others, with whom she had spent many days.

She looked at Wang Xuan quietly. Was this one of the few times he had gathered with everyone? Why did this strange feeling arise?

Looking at the vast sea, Wang Xuan Divine Statue on a journey, serene and otherworldly, with an inexplicable radiance emanating from him.

Standing on the aircraft carrier, gazing into the distance, he thought of the red, Misty Sea and tried once again to sense the "butterfly" that had wandered away in his mind.

Although he hadn't found them and they were still completely out of contact, he had a sudden realization: perhaps that kind of spiritual wandering was the true Great Realm Carefree Journey!

In the past, "spiritual travel" always referred to entering layers of Spirit World. However, now he has gained many insights and is traveling through Divine Roaming Through Worlds. Perhaps the true source is the best place for his primordial spirit to travel.

"Wang Xuan, will you go far away?" Zhao Qinghan looked at him.

The mother ship set sail early in the morning, just in time to watch the beautiful sunrise. As the red sun leaped out of the sea, Wang Xuan was bathed in a pale golden, Divine Radiance, as if he no longer belonged to this world.