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Chapter 1029: Bai Scholar

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Chapter 1029: Bai Scholar

Book 7: The Eternal Domain

Time pass.

Half a year had passed since the destruction of the Heavenspan Realm.

Strange skies, strange land. Strange cities, strange people ….

These lands are actually made up of five great land masses called.

One of those immortal domains was dozens of times larger than the Heavenspan Realm or so. In one of them, in the eastern part of the domain, was a vast and winding mountain range that resembled a sleeping dragon. Many cities could be seen within those mountains, surrounding them were many cities.

In one such city was a young man in a tangled white outfit, with a dirty and dirty face. He seemed to laugh and mutter to himself as he stumbled intoxicated on the street, a bottle of alcohol gripping in one hand, from which he sometimes took long swigs.

"Eternal domain, yes …?" he muttered. From the way he trudged along, he looked extremely sad.

It was autumn, and a gentle breeze swept through the mountains, making yellow leaves rustle along the way. This particular city is not very densely populated. It was located in a relatively remote area, and for the most part, the people inside were looking after themselves. Due to the wind being so cold, the few people walking down the street were all wearing thick and warm clothes, and rushing to their destination as quickly as possible.

Obviously, no one wanted to go out on the street on such a cold night. And anyone who has to get out wants to get back home as quickly as possible, to a warm place, and to where their friends and family are waiting for them.

However, this drunken young man did not seem to have a concept of home. He walked in a seemingly aimless manner, a blank look in his eyes, completely ignoring the biting wind. He did not seem to mind the wind at all, and in fact, it matched the loneliness in his heart. As he walked through the night, he looked extremely melancholy ….

The fragile yellow leaves floated in the air around him, and they seemed to have found a good spirit within him that they did not want to leave behind.

"Eternal domain …? Who cares …? ” The smell of alcohol surrounded the young man as he staggered forward, lifting the jug to drink again. However, at that moment, he realized that the jug was empty. Condemning, he lifted it up and slightly swayed to get the rest left. After swallowing them, he smacked his lips.

When the yellow light of night shone in his lethargic eyes, it revealed the bitterness and loss contained deep within.

“Get out of liquor again…. At least alcohol in this world is a good thing. " Bending his head down, he began to mutter indistinctly as he stumbled towards the tavern he frequented, his only company being the biting autumn breeze.

The shop was not too far away, but the young man almost seemed to walk through the knee-high water as he walked. It took him the time he needed to burn the incense before he reached his goal. At that time, there were not many yellow sunsets. He pushed the door open and slid in, simultaneously letting a gust of cold wind enter with him.

There were only about seven or eight tables in the tavern, but they were all full. Even random chairs that are not attached to the table have people in them. There were some young people present, running around between the playing tables while their parents were sitting chatting and drinking. There was not much to do in this remote city, and as such, this tavern, which sold Drunken Immortal liquor, had long been a center of activity.

It was here that people exchanged local gossip, rumors about the rich people in the city, and even stories about immortal beings. Sometimes, people get drunk and say their secrets out loud, which leads to a lot of laughter from their peers.

For most of the people in the city, their biggest entertainment is to come to this tavern and enjoy each other's company.

As soon as the young man entered, a few regulars pointed at him and chuckled. “Well, if not Scholar Bai! Hey, shopkeeper, it looks like you have another one lured to your Drunken Immortal! ”

Given how drunk the men were, it was hard to say whether they were friendly or not.

No one in the city knew this young man, but regular visitors to the tavern recognized him. He had appeared out of nowhere a few months earlier. He never spoke to anyone, and no one even knew his name. However, he was clearly different from the townspeople who were rather rude and uneducated. He was wearing a long white robe, and seemed to be wallowing in grief and pain. No one has done anything to prevent speculation about who he really is.

He looked like a scholar, specifically the type who had just passed the city-level undergraduate examination.

Because of the white robe he wore, people called him. [1]

“Scholar Bai must have failed the imperial examination, and had no face to go home. That's why he's drunk all the time …. ”

"No. Hear me. The Scholar Bai's family all died, and then he was robbed by the bandits. The pain of everything she went through was why she looked so depressed. ” The crowd in the tavern has noticed how often he comes to buy alcohol in the tavern, and given how sad he is, he said, they could not help but sigh and appear with various guesses about his past.

"Other joints, shopkeeper …. Drunken Immortal's. This Drunken Immortal of yours .. this is a good thing. "

The shopkeeper, who was older in green clothes, looked back at the young man and sighed.

“Scholar Bai, it's almost the end of the year. Why don't you keep the silver and go back home? "

"House…?" The young man chuckled, the blank look in his eyes that seemed to be tinged with pain. Arriving at the fold of his robe, he took out a pile of silver and placed it on the table. "What, you think I'm poor or what ?!"

The old shopkeeper frowned due to the young man's inability to accept kindness. Looking slightly annoyed, he took the silver, threw a bottle of alcohol at the table, and then ignored the young man.

With slightly teary eyes, the young man grabbed the jug of alcohol and then drank for a long time. With a stupid smile, and his face flushed red with alcohol, he swayed towards the door.

At this point, the children playing around in the inn had noticed the young man, and considering how he stumbled, started jokingly calling him a drunkard.

The young man did not care. By the time he walked out of the tavern, it was already dark, and the wind was getting colder. He looked around at the flickering lantern light in the windows of the house, and his heart grew darker.

As the darkness in his heart spread to cover his eyes, he stumbled toward a temple where he usually slept. Upon arriving, he slumped against the wall and continued drinking ….

The only sound he could hear was the whimpering of the wind, and the rustling of leaves that occasionally landed on it.

At one point, a leaf landed on his hand.

"More happy ..." he murmured, the pain in his voice was obvious. Right now, the only thing he could think of doing was drinking, using the Drunken Immortal to descend into the mud-headed confusion. Only by getting drunk could he forget all the pain and confusion.

This young man was Bai Xiaochun.

Once upon a time, he was happy and full of laughter. But in the same way summer will turn into autumn .. those things are gone, and he has changed.

Also missing is his home. Just before fainting, he had heard a deafening explosion, and watched the Heavenspan Realm being destroyed.

Then, she awakens in a strange and unfamiliar land to discover that everyone from her past is missing ….

His house is no more.

The River Antidote Sect. Li Qinghou's …. Mrs Red-Dust. Song Junwan's …. They all leave.

Fortunately, Daoist Heavenspan also left. However, that fact gave him no joy, only sorrow. The sea of sadness with him at the bottom.

He wants to entertain. And in fact, after being teleported to this immortal domain, he spent months searching. He had used everything in his power, including all the strength of his cultivation base, and all of his divine senses.

But the only thing he found .. was a corpse. One after another, he tracked down the people from the Heavenspan land who had been teleported to this unknown world. None of them were able to survive the process, and achieve their goal as corpses. It was like a nightmare to him, and caused a moment of crying where he could no longer endure.

During his months of searching, he had found corpses that included Nascent Soul cultivators and even the gods. Finally, he did not dare to search anymore. He was afraid that one day he would find Li Qinghou, Red-Dust Mistress, Song Junwan or any other familiar faces.

The Death of Bai Hao. Gravekeeper plan. The Tears of Du Lingfei. World's destruction. One body after another. Finally.Bai Xiaochun could not stand it.

Tired in all the meanings of the word, he reached this city, where he ended up drunk …

He was not the ruthless ambitious type like Daoist Heavenspan. He was Bai Xiaochun .. a simple person who wanted to be happy and live forever.

"If you're all still alive, then where are you …?" he said, his voice a little hoarse as he slowly closed his eyes and fainted.

Remember that Bai's character means white. In this case, it can also be translated as White Scholar or White Scholar. They technically called him this because of his clothes, not because they knew his surname. Because of how it was used like a name, I chose to go with Scholar Bai