Lee Xian, Cultivator of Guyon

Back to the Village

The sun slowly sank in the western horizon as Xian approached his village located on a gentle green hillside. He breathed in the fresh air of the village that he had long missed. His village was surrounded by green fields of various colors, and green leafy trees seemed to welcome him by embracing the blue sky.

As the sun sets, the twilight rays bring a golden color that caresses rural homes. Xian felt his heart warm as he looked at familiar faces that he had not encountered for a long time. Several small children ran towards him with cheerful smiles, and the older villagers nodded respectfully as they passed Xian.

Xian reached the village gate made of old wood with traditional ornaments. This gate is the final marker of his journey. A deep feeling erupted in his heart as he stepped through the gate. This was the place where he grew up, the place where his childhood fond memories were created.

However, as he stepped through that gate, something unexpected happened. Xian saw a goat standing on the side of the road. His anxious eyes recognized him immediately. It was his pet goat that used to be called "Tutu." Xian unhesitatingly approached the goat and tried to hug it as he used to do when he was a child.

"Tutu, you remember me, right?" xian said as he tried to embrace the goat. But what happened was a ridiculous event. The goat, which was now bigger and stronger than it used to be, suddenly leaped into the air violently, breaking away from Xian's embrace.

The villagers who saw the scene immediately laughed. Some of them recognized Xian as a country boy who was always fun and cheerful. They knew that Xian's ability to create chaos had never changed.

"Xian, you're still the same as before!" said a village grandmother while laughing. He smiled widely, welcoming Xian's return warmly.

Xian who was red from the incident joined in laughter with the villagers. "It turns out Tutu has grown big and strong!" xian said as he stroked the goat's head.

That night, the village glittered with lantern lights and happiness. Xian spoke with many villagers who asked him about his adventures and wanted to know about the world outside their village. They sat together under the starry sky while enjoying the food and drinks provided for the village's annual festival.

Xian tells about his encounters with martial arts school, his adventures on the Iceberg, and the funny stories he experienced along the way. The villagers were mesmerized by the story, and carefree laughter continued to echo in the night.

After a long time of laughing and talking, Xian felt that he had actually come home. Although his world had changed and he had experienced many things, this village remained a place where his heart felt calm.

As the night wore on, Xian stood under a large tree in the middle of the village, staring at the star-filled sky. He pondered about the journey of his life and how this village had always been a place where he felt accepted for what it was.

Suddenly, the sound of the carefree laughter of the little children playing nearby distracted him. Xian smiled and joined their game. Between the sparkling stars and the laughter, she felt that she had rediscovered her roots and happiness in the village she referred to as home.

A bright morning greeted Xian in the village he called home. The villagers have started moving in high spirits to prepare for their annual festival. The village was shaking with activity: some people put up simple tents, while others set the stage for performances and competitions.

Xian, with no less vigor, joined a group of young men who were busy putting up lanterns along the streets of the village. They talk cheerfully, laugh, and occasionally throw jokes at each other. Those were the moments he missed during his adventure.

However, just as Xian started hanging the lanterns, something unexpected happened. In excitement, he involuntarily released a certain amount of cultivation energy he had accumulated during the journey. The lanterns he was holding suddenly floated in the air, lifted up by an invisible force.

A villager who saw the incident exclaimed, "Look, the lanterns are alive!" Meanwhile, the lanterns flew in various directions, creating a mesmerizing and chaotic scene in the skies of the village.

The cheer of the villagers soon turned to astonishment as they watched the lanterns move beautifully through the air, forming unexpected patterns. Xian himself was shocked by this incident. He tried hard to control those lanterns, but the more he tried, the more bizarre their movements became.

Meanwhile, crowds of villagers gathered under the floating lanterns, and cheerful cheers rang out around them. Some children were laughing, trying to catch the lanterns swirling above their heads.

"Xian, you're amazing!" exclaims a young boy who is fascinated by this unexpected show.

Xian tried to explain that this was just an unexpected event, but the crowd still cheered with enthusiasm. They enjoyed the free show that Xian had given by accident.

As the sun continued to rise in the sky, Xian finally managed to control the lanterns and bring them back to the ground. They landed gently, adorning the streets of the village with an unforgettable beauty.

The villagers who had been witnesses of this event ended up parting with smiles on their faces. They knew that no one had ever brought a surprise like Xian into their annual festival before.

As dusk began to take the place of the sun, the village was increasingly lit by lanterns floating in the air and candlelight lit in tents. All of that creates a magical, warm atmosphere that will kick-start their village's annual festival. And in his heart, Xian felt how lucky he was to be able to share this miracle with the village he had always called home.

The next day in the village began with a sunrise that radiated golden rays throughout the village. Xian, who was still excited after the lanterns yesterday, decided to explore further his village. She suddenly remembered about her childhood friend, Li Mei. They often played together here before Xian left on his way.

Xian recalled how Li Mei had always been a cute and cheerful friend. They often race in the green fields, play hide and seek among the trees, and joke with the water in the village river. He wanted to know if Li Mei still lived in the village or had left like him.

He began to wonder about Li Mei as he walked through the places they used to frequent together. Finally, he heard from a villager that Li Mei had become a tough woman who helped maintain the order and security of the village.

Thinking that this was the perfect opportunity to meet up with his old friend, Xian immediately headed for a guard post on the edge of the village, where he heard Li Mei was often patrolling. Arriving there, he saw a young woman in tough clothes, carrying a short sword, talking to the villagers about patrol duties.

"Li Mei," Xian murmured inwardly, surprised to see the great change in his friend.

Xian carefully approached Li Mei who was busy talking to a village farmer. When she was just steps away from them, she heard Li Mei talk about the important role of maintaining the safety of the village and protecting its citizens.

"Li Mei, are you really that?" Xian asked in a joking tone, trying to provoke a reaction from his formidable companion.

Li Mei paused for a moment and looked towards the familiar voice. He recognized Xian instantly, and his serious expression turned into a bright smile. "Xians! Is that really you?" li Mei said while throwing a hug at her friend.

Xian returned the embrace warmly. "Of course, I went back to the village. And as it turns out, you've become an incredible village hero."

Li Mei laughed softly. "Not a hero, just run my errands. But I'm glad to see you back."

The two of them sat under a shady tree not far from the guard post. They shared stories about the journey of their lives since Xian left. Xian tells of his adventures, his encounters with martial arts school, and the chaos of the lanterns he created yesterday.

Li Mei listened with enthusiasm. "You really haven't changed, Xian. Still like to create chaos, huh?"

Xian smiled widely. "That's what makes life fun, isn't it?"

Later, Xian reminisced about their childhood together. He recalled the time when the two of them tried to 'fly' from the low trees near the river. It was a memory that always made him laugh.

"We used to try to fly like heroes in fairy tales, right?" xian asked with sparkling eyes.

Li Mei laughed. "Yes, it's an unforgettable memory. Do you remember how we always fell and slipped in the mud?"

Xian smiled and approached a nearby tree that had a fairly low branch. "Why don't we try again, like we used to?"

Li Mei nodded, and both of them climbed the tree in spirit. However, when Xian tried to jump off the branch, he was too excited and instead stuck between the branches. Li Mei laughed seeing him trying to break away.

"Maybe we are too big to fly now," Xian said in a comical tone, while trying to break away from the branch that was hugging him tightly.

Li Mei helped him with a big smile. The two of them ended up sitting on the branches of the tree, as they used to, reminiscing about a happy childhood.

Their meeting was a precious moment that brought back fond memories and laughter into their lives. Xian feels lucky to have returned to this village and reunited with a childhood friend who always takes him into an unforgettable adventure. And in the rush of laughter and memories, these two friends celebrate the return of their heartfelt friendship.