An Interesting Scene of Two People Embracing and Weeping

"A week? Does that mean a seven-day cycle? Within one cycle, you change your Daoist title every day? Isn't that tiring?" Senior Sister Ye asked.

"Haha, well, you'll get used to it eventually." Song Shuhang chuckled dryly, then continued introducing himself.

Including myself, three months ago, I accidentally joined the Nine Provinces Number One Group and began my cultivation journey.

Then, with the help of the seniors in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group', I successfully completed the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment. Next, I briefly described the various adventures and events that took place over the next two months.

"Wait a minute!" Senior Sister Ye suddenly asked, "How much time has passed since you started cultivating?"

Song Shuhang replied, "It's been two months, and then adding the time spent in the Time City 'Underground City,' it's been more than three months."

[Three months?!] Senior Sister Ye's eyes reddened, and she suddenly burst into tears again.

Song Shuhang: "..." What's wrong with Senior Sister now?

Senior Sister Ye waved her hand. "Don't worry about me, sob sob, you keep talking. Sob sob, I just got so sad again and couldn't help crying... It's definitely not because I heard about your short cultivation time and got sad thinking about it... You don't need to blame yourself at all! Sob sob."

Song Shuhang: "..."

He felt that if he planned to live with Senior Sister Ye for a long time, he would have to get used to her habit of bursting into tears anytime, anywhere.

After a brief self-introduction, both parties had gained a better understanding of each other.

Senior Sister Ye wiped away her tears. "Then, from today onwards, we are prospective Daoist partners, and we will strive to develop into the kind of couple that cultivates together."

Senior sister, could you please stop talking about dual cultivation all the time?

"Then, you can read all the books here to your heart's content! There are so many books, enough for you to read for a very, very long time!" Senior Sister Ye spread her arms and looked at the hundreds of thousands of books in this space, laughing and chuckling.

Song Shuhang asked in confusion, "Huh? We can watch this before we've even officially become Daoist partners?"

The techniques, experience, and knowledge accumulated within each sect are its closely guarded secrets and assets, never easily passed on to outsiders.

Even disciples within the sect must proceed step by step, accumulating seniority within the sect, to acquire these techniques, cultivation experience, and knowledge.

"Yes, it's alright. None of the books here contain our Jadewater Pavilion's inherited cultivation techniques. Most of them are theories, skills, and cultivation experiences widely circulated in the Cultivator World. As long as you and I confirm that we want to establish a 'Daoist partnership,' these books can be provided for you to read," Senior Sister Ye replied.

In other words, the hundreds of thousands of books here are all 'publications' from the Cultivation World. Before the 'New Heavenly Dao' calamity, the Cultivator World in Primordial Era was extremely prosperous. Many valuable knowledge and experiences were compiled into books for all cultivators in the Cultivation World to read, thereby accumulating a large amount of Spirit Stone.

For independent cultivators, that was the best period for cultivation.

"I see." Song Shuhang felt much relieved after hearing this, and he casually picked up a book from the sea of books.

The book cover was inscribed with four ancient characters... characters that Song Shuhang did not recognize, but as he looked at these four characters, the true energy within his body surged according to the patterns of the characters.

Naturally, he understood the meaning of those four words.

<The Heaven's Weeping Canon>

Holy crap!

Isn't this Senior Sister Ye's main cultivation technique?

"Senior Sister Ye, you mistakenly let this cultivation manual in." Song Shuhang quickly handed the <Heaven's Weeping Canon> back to Senior Sister Ye.

Mistakenly learning another sect's unique martial arts techniques comes at a high price and is extremely troublesome.

Song Shuhang didn't want to get entangled in such a troublesome matter.

"Scholar Seeking the Dao, just call me Ye Si! We are now Daoist partners, even if we are prospective Daoist partners, but our relationship is based on dual cultivation!" Senior Sister Ye said earnestly.

She reached out and took the "Heaven's Weeping Canon," glanced at it, and then handed it back to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang: "?"

"This <Heaven's Weeping Canon> isn't exactly a secret technique of the Jadewater Pavilion. It's a cultivation method that my master and I created together, tailor-made for me. Although it's not complete yet, only reaching the Sixth-Grade level, it is... my own cultivation method. As long as I agree, you can borrow it to view," Senior Sister Ye said proudly.

Exclusive cultivation techniques, tailor-made for you!

This kind of technique may not be the most top-tier technique, but it is undoubtedly the most suitable for me and can bring out my strongest state.

No wonder Senior Sister Ye placed this cultivation technique directly in the sea of books.

But... he just casually pulled it out and directly got this 'Heaven's Weeping Canon', isn't that too much of a coincidence?

"Want to take a look at this cultivation technique? Through it, you'll understand me better. In a sense, this <Heaven's Weeping Canon> is a summary of my life." Senior Sister Ye chuckled and leaned closer.

Song Shuhang glanced at her, then opened the "Heaven's Weeping Canon".

The characters, resembling Chinese characters yet not quite, described the martial arts techniques.

Just like the four titles of the book, "The Heaven's Weeping Canon," Song Shuhang's internal energy began to stir as he read the contents of the "Heaven's Weeping Canon."

Then, he 'naturally' understood the contents of the Heaven's Weeping Canon.

One page!

Song Shuhang had only read the first page of the manual when suddenly, a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart.

The sorrow was so heavy it defied description!

It all started with Song Shuhang's childhood memory of his older sister stealing his candy... then came all sorts of trivial things. Like tripping while walking, like a huge hole suddenly appearing beside him, like choking on his food, like being inexplicably chased, like his mental strength increasing dramatically but his physical body couldn't keep up, like his body starting to bleed again...

Countless sorrows converged, dealing a heavy blow to Song Shuhang's heart. He felt a lump in his throat and his eyes redden.

So sad, so sad!

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Waaaaah, I'm so sad, why am I so sad?" Song Shuhang knelt on the ground. "My life is a tragedy, so miserable. Why did I have such a life? What is the meaning of my existence? Waaaah... I always feel like I'm living in misfortune. Waaaah..."

[Wait, wait, what am I saying? Why did my spirits suddenly plummet?]

[What does this little misfortune mean to me? I am Song Shuhang, with an iron will.]

My will will never be easily defeated by this little sorrow.

But it's so sad.

It was as if Song Shuhang's will and body had separated; although his will was as hard as steel, his body was weak.

Finally... he burst into tears, crying his heart out.

Tears fell like raindrops, wetting the floor beneath him.

Senior Sister Ye quickly said, "Hey, hey, Scholar Seeking the Dao, don't cry so sadly. If you keep crying like this, I'll get infected by your tears too."

"I know... Senior Sister Ye, I know... Waaah, but I just can't stop. It's so shameful, waaah, so sad, I can't control my sadness. I want to stop, but I can't control myself." Song Shuhang's sobs grew louder and louder, the more ashamed he felt, the sadder he cried—shame had become one of the sources of his sorrow.

I can't take it anymore. I need to drink more water lately; I'm losing too much fluid. I'm spitting blood and crying uncontrollably.

"Waaah, Scholar Seeking the Dao! Stop crying, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cry too." When Senior Sister Ye saw Song Shuhang crying loudly, she was infected by his crying and couldn't help but cry as well.

If you cry, I cry too.

Shuhang's cries stirred up Senior Sister Ye's grief.

Conversely, Senior Sister Ye's crying made Song Shuhang even more heartbroken.

Finally, the two embraced and wept bitterly.

You cry out, I wail back. The more I cry, the less I can control myself.

The two embraced, leaning on each other's shoulders.

Senior Sister Ye's tears soaked Shuhang's shoulder.

Shuhang's tears also soaked Senior Sister Ye's shoulder.

[I can't take it anymore, it's not just tears, I'm about to cry my eyes out too. If I lean on Senior Sister Ye's shoulder and cry my eyes out...]

This will definitely become one of the biggest embarrassments and darkest moments of his life. Whenever he recalls this scene, he will surely be so ashamed that he will want to disappear into the ground.

[Stop it now, stop crying!]

[But I was so heartbroken, I just couldn't stop crying. And... as I cried and cried, I actually felt a sense of relief, as if all the pressure in my heart had been washed away by the tears.]

[So be it, it's not a sin for a man to cry. As long as no one else sees this, it's fine.] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when, in the next instant, a small bird formed from bandages flew in through the entrance to the 'Library Space'.

Behind the bandaged bird, a pair of beautiful legs in black stockings appeared in Song Shuhang's eyes.

It's Miss Chu Chu.

Chu Chu was a little bird that had transformed from the bandages, rushing all the way here.

This morning, while she and Song Shuhang were exploring the 'Underground City exit', she got separated from Song Shuhang.

Then, the little bird with the blood-stained bandage came to her, and she immediately knew it was the bandage from Song Shuhang's hand. Because the bandage had the mark "Made by the Chu Household" on it.

Chu Chu was very worried at the time, fearing that something might happen to Song Shuhang.

So she immediately followed the bandaged bird all the way over.

When she arrived at her destination, she saw Song Shuhang and a literary-minded young woman kneeling on the ground, embracing each other and weeping bitterly.

From her perspective, she could see the astonishing flow of tears on Song Shuhang's face, and even the faint snot about to escape from his nose.

Chu Chu Girl: "..."

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Should she go up and comfort Fellow Song Shuhang, and this literary-minded young woman?