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Chapter 139 - 118 Longevity is Lonely

Chapter 139: Chapter 118 Longevity is Lonely

Translator: 549690339

“Master…”

Hearing Lu Yuan’s emotional words, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but cry again.

Seeing him like this, Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment and then said, “If it really doesn’t work out, and you run into troubles you can’t handle, you can come back to me, and I’ll help you out.

I can’t make big promises, but I should be able to manage a fight with ordinary martial artists.

Well, at least a fifty-fifty chance.”

For his only disciple, Lu Yuan was somewhat desperate, not hesitating to say such words that invited trouble.

Of course.

The so-called help would naturally be within his own abilities. If he couldn’t handle the trouble either,

Then there would certainly be no choice but to flee with his disciple.

However, considering his disciple’s temperament, if he really encountered a massive problem, he would definitely not come to drag his master down.

So if he really came to seek help from his elders, then it must be a problem that the elders could handle.

On this point, Lu Yuan was quite confident.

“Yes, disciple understands.”

Zhou Qing wiped away his tears, solemnly put away the secret book, gratefully looked at his master, his heart full of warmth.

“Alright, go.”

Lu Yuan waved his hand, telling his apprentice to leave: “Master needs time to be alone.”

Perhaps when he first took in Zhou Qing, it was because of Doctor Zhou’s request.

But after living together for so many years, Xiaoqing had always treated him as a father, so how could there be no feelings?

His disciple, who he had taught for six years, was leaving, which made him, as the master, feel very upset, as if his own disciple no longer belonged to him. “Master, take care, your disciple takes his leave.”

Zhou Qing also felt very sad, but with determination in his heart, even though it was difficult to let go, he still turned and left.

Lu Yuan turned around and silently stared at the character “Tao” he had written on the wall of the study.

That day, Zhou Qing left.

Before leaving, in addition to bidding farewell to Lu Yuan, he also said a word in Slip Siwpn and then left

As for this, Sun Siwen specially took a day off from his busy official duties to accompany his friend.

As a fellow disciple-taker, Sun Siwen deeply understood his friend’s feelings.

Because not long ago, when he left Changning and separated from Gu Songyun, he had a similar feeling.

A disciple would always grow up and part ways with their master.

Just like how parents raise their children painstakingly, in the end, they always have to let them go to start their own families and businesses.

“Brother Sun need not worry about me.”

By the pond in the garden, Lu Yuan watched the fish swimming in the water, turned his head to his friend and said, “It’s better to forget each other in Jianghu than to live with each other in poverty. I can’t provide Qing’er with better conditions here, nor can I help him reach greater heights.

In such a case, it’s better to let go and let him find his own future.

And from another perspective, isn’t this also letting me let go?”

Lu Yuan looked at his friend, watching his appearance already in middle age, his eyes filled with confusion and struggle, finally returning to calm.

At this moment,

As an immortal being, he deeply realized one thing.

That was the fact that there was an insurmountable gap between himself, who would live forever, and these relatives and friends.

Lu Yuan could wait for decades, even longer, for the secret book of the Iron Sword Sect.

But his disciple Zhou Qing was just an ordinary person who couldn’t wait that long.

That’s why this time he proposed to part ways, wanting to find a faster and more effective way to seek revenge.

Even his current friend, whom he had known for nearly a decade, from when he was just a poor scholar to now,

Sun Siwen was beginning to age.

When they first met, he was in his twenties, and now that ten years have passed, he has entered the age of thirty.

With the current lifespan of people, his friend has at most only thirty or forty years left to live.

“But thirty or forty years is just a blink of an eye for me.”

Lu Yuan sighed in his heart, feeling increasingly melancholy and lonely.

For many people, eternal life is indeed a good thing. But in some ways, how could it not be a curse?

Watching one’s close ones die or leave one by one, leaving oneself alone in the world, how painful must that be?

Just thinking about the scene of Sun Siwen and Zhou Qing leaving one after another in a few decades makes Lu Yuan feel heavy.

“Brother Lu? Brother Lu?”

Sun Siwen touched his face and then waved in front of his friend who had been staring at him, asking curiously when he saw the other regain consciousness, “Did you keep staring at me because there’s something on my face?”

“Nothing.” Lu Yuan shook his head and then looked at his friend, smiling, “I just suddenly realized that Brother Sun is not young anymore. At the age of thirty, you should find a wife, get married, and establish a career.”

Before, because he had remained unaging and unchanged in appearance, he didn’t have much feeling for the passage of time. Besides, in the society before his time- traveling, it was perfectly normal for many men in their thirties not to be married,

So he didn’t think there was anything wrong with Sun Siwen not getting married.

But now, looking back, he realized how absurd this was.

Suddenly talking about his own marriage, Sun Siwen was caught off guard, but he soon smiled bitterly, ‘Why are you suddenly talking about this?”

With a serious face, Lu Yuan said, “You’re not young anymore, you really should find someone to marry. Otherwise, do you want the Sun family’s incense to be cut off in your hands?”

In Da Yue, a man in his thirties, like Doctor Zhou, could already be a grandfather.

And this Sun Siwen, he’s still single, without even a wife.

This, to the contemporary social atmosphere that emphasizes passing on lineage and continuous incense, is simply absurd.

Even more serious, one could say it’s unfilial.

Sun Siwen had obviously considered this issue, so he seriously said, “I’ve thought about getting married, of course. But, there are no suitable families for one thing, and I also want to achieve something in my career first, which is why I haven’t gotten married yet.

I plan to follow in my grandfather’s footsteps, first become a county magistrate, establish a foothold in the officialdom, then find a suitable family, get married, establish a career, and pass on the incense.”

As for the late marriage, Sun family has a tradition.

From their great-grandfather’s generation, they began with traveling in search of immortality for more than a decade, and only got married and had children when they were nearly forty.

Grandfather followed suit, passing the jinshi (imperial examination title) at the age of twenty, then managing officialdom, and only getting married at the age of thirty after he had firmly secured his position.

The father followed the same path, and they all waited until they were in their thirties before marrying and having children.

So, to Sun Siwen’s generation, it was natural for them to follow the example and not be in a hurry to get married like ordinary families.

After finishing speaking about himself, Sun Siwen also looked at his friend and asked back, “What about Brother Lu? You’re also in your late twenties, right?

People your age usually have children already attending County Academy. When do you plan to get married?”

Seeing his friend’s teasing, Lu Yuan shook his head and said calmly, “I’m different from you all. I don’t plan to get married in this life, nor do I want to.”

Yes.

What about him, who is an immortal being and has to watch his lover grow old and die with his own eyes?

That would be too sad and heartbreaking.

Not only did Lu Yuan not plan to get married, but even friends and those who were too close to him, he didn’t plan to have many more in the future.

For this lifetime, having close friends like Doctor Zhou, Sun Siwen, and Zhou

Qing is enough.

No more is needed.

Otherwise, he’s afraid his heart wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Immortality is lonely..