Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Chapter 206 An unexpected encounter on the way.

Throughout their seemingly endless journey, Jun Luochuan and Su Yao's resolute steps never faltered for a moment. On this day, they slowly entered a deep, dark, and mysterious forest. The surrounding silence was so profound that time seemed to stand still; even the rustling of leaves in the breeze was exceptionally clear, as if one could hear the pounding of their hearts echoing in the stillness.

Sunlight, like countless tiny golden swords, struggled to filter through the dense, layered foliage, casting dappled, hazy shadows, like a group of playful golden sprites leaping and frolicking on the moss-covered ground. Jun Luochuan remained calm and composed, his resolute gaze like two sharp lightning bolts, steadfastly fixed on the winding, unknown road ahead. Su Yao, like a lively little rabbit, hopped and skipped alongside him, her bright eyes frequently drawn to the colorful, exotic flowers and plants vying for attention along the roadside.

"Jun Luochuan, look how beautiful this flower is! It's like a flower fairy in full dress, dancing gracefully in the breeze!" Su Yao excitedly pointed to a wildflower that was blooming brilliantly and looking exquisite, and said cheerfully. Her voice was clear and melodious, like a clear mountain stream flowing gently.

Jun Luochuan glanced at it briefly and said calmly, "Getting on our way is the priority. Don't let these trivial things distract us. There are countless beautiful things in this world. If we stop to admire every single one, we don't know when we'll reach our destination." His tone was steady and firm, like a majestic and unyielding mountain.

Su Yao playfully stuck out her tongue, made a cute face, and said with a grin, "Oh, I know, I know, you're such an insensitive guy!" After saying that, she continued to follow him.

Just then, a mysterious scroll slowly unfolded before them, and an enigmatic old man appeared without warning. He wore a tattered robe that seemed to have weathered a thousand years of storms, the patches on it like the marks of time. His snow-white hair was neatly combed, not a single strand out of place, like a meticulously choreographed musical piece. His face was covered with deep wrinkles, like a masterpiece sculpted by time itself, but his eyes were deep and bright, like two brilliant stars hidden in endless darkness, radiating a wisdom that seemed to see through all things.

Jun Luochuan and Su Yao immediately stopped in their hurried steps, their eyes filled with vigilance, like two small beasts facing unknown danger.

The old man smiled slightly, a smile that seemed to possess a magical power that could instantly disarm people and make them feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, just like a ray of warm sunshine in the cold winter.

"Young man, don't be nervous. I am just a lonely traveler in these mountains and forests." The old man's voice was deep and hoarse, like a distant echo from an ancient cave, yet it had an indescribable warmth, like an ancient and moving ballad.

Jun Luochuan frowned, pondering to himself: This old man appeared so suddenly, like a mysterious shooting star streaking across the night; he must be no ordinary person. Is he friend or foe? And what are his motives?

Su Yao, however, was not so preoccupied. Her innocent and curious nature was instantly awakened, and she asked with childlike naivety, "Grandpa, what are you doing all alone in this mountain forest? Aren't you afraid?"

The old man looked up at the azure sky, as blue as a jewel, and slowly said, "I am searching for lost memories, those precious past events that have been ruthlessly buried by time, like treasures buried deep underground, waiting for me to dig them out and pursue them." A trace of indescribable sadness appeared in his eyes, as if he were recalling those distant and beautiful times.

Su Yao stared wide-eyed, her eyes as clear as autumn water, filled with doubt and curiosity: "Lost memories? What are those? They sound so mysterious!"

The old man sighed softly, a sigh like autumn wind sweeping through fallen leaves, carrying endless vicissitudes and helplessness: "That is a past that has been swept away by the torrent of time and buried by the dust of history, better left unmentioned. But why have you come to this desolate place? This is not a place that ordinary people dare to set foot in."

Jun Luochuan pondered for a moment, his gaze firm and profound, like a bottomless pool: "We are pursuing the true meaning of cultivation, eager to break through our limitations and explore the unknown realm. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and obstacles, we will never back down."

Su Yao nodded vigorously, patted her chest, and said loudly, "Of course we have it! No matter what difficulties we encounter, we won't be afraid!"

The old man smiled, a smile that seemed to contain encouragement and expectation for them, yet also seemed to conceal a trace of barely perceptible worry. Then, he said nothing more, turned, and slowly walked deeper into the forest, his figure gradually disappearing into the dense greenery.

Jun Luochuan and Su Yao exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with doubt and contemplation. Who exactly was this mysterious old man? What secrets did his lost memories conceal? And would their journey take an unexpected turn because of this chance encounter...?

End of this chapter