Mortal Mirror

When Yu Tongtian heard Yu Lu's words, he wasn't annoyed and explained everything to her patiently.

He started with what the Northern Sea actually was: it wasn't a sea at all. It was called the Northern Sea because the mountains there were like a sea, vast and hazy.

Among the mountains was a great lake, so immense that it resembled a sea. Legend had it that this lake was connected to the actual sea, which is why the demon race called it the Northern Sea.

The Northern Sea was the ancestral land of the demons. During the war between the Witch and Demon races, the Qilin, Dragon, and Phoenix clans were severely weakened and could no longer dominate the world. The weakest race, humans, seized the opportunity to rise and drove them back to their ancestral lands.

The Witch race, also known as the barbarians, had their ancestors almost wiped out in that war. We benefited from this and drove them beyond the Great Wall. Over the years, their ancient arts have been lost, each generation weaker than the last, so they are no longer a threat.

Besides the demon race, there was another terrifying presence in the Northern Sea: the alien race. Although they were also human, they were different from us and had their own unique cultivation system.

They called themselves the Divine Kingdom. Over the years, the Divine Kingdom had grown stronger and could now rival the demon race.

However, they were both in the desolate Northern Sea, constantly eyeing the lands of my Great Xia. Those people were fierce and powerful. The people of the Divine Kingdom once allied with the demon race to attack Great Xia, but they didn't know the strength of our Great Xia.

The most tragic battle was probably ten thousand years ago. At that time, there was no Great Xia, but Great Zhou. Countless demons and aliens attacked Shanhai Pass.

The thirteen demon emperors of the demon race and countless demon creatures.

The twelve heavenly gods of the alien race, carrying countless winged feather people, flooded into Shanhai Pass like a tide.

Countless cultivators gathered at Shanhai Pass. It was a life-and-death battle for the survival of the human race, and the last battle of Great Zhou. In that battle, countless powerful figures fell, which led to the later Great Xia.

That battle was called the Ultimate Battle of Shanhai by later generations.

It was also a battle where an old sage, whose life was nearing its end, carried an extreme emperor weapon and sublimated to the utmost.

Yu Lu asked curiously, "The old sage, who was he? Did he... did he also die in the end?"

A trace of sadness appeared on Yu Tongtian's face, and he said, "He fell. We call him Dao Ancestor."

At the street corner, several men and women came out, including Zhu Zhu, Si Ning, Murong Tianxia, and Chen Qingping, the eldest senior sister of Yunzhi Heavenly Palace.

"Sister Zhu Zhu, where are we going?"

"I heard there are beautiful ornaments on Yongle Street. I want to go and see. If they're really beautiful, I'll buy a few. By the way, Si Ning, have you heard any news about Li Ergou in the past few years?"

Si Ning shook her head and said, "I don't know. I've been cultivating with my master. I haven't even left the palace in the past few years, so I don't have any news from the outside."

"Is that so for you too?"

Zhu Zhu nodded and said, "Yes, my master forced me to stay and cultivate wholeheartedly. I don't know how Li Ergou is doing now, whether he has become a small constable or is still in the martial arts school."

The two girls whispered to each other. Murong Shijiu heard the name Li Ergou and said, "Ergou is very powerful. I think he will definitely make a name for himself."

Si Ning exclaimed, "Really, Young Master? Why don't you ask the local officials to inquire about Brother Ergou's situation for us?"

Murong Tianxia thought for a while and said, "Okay, no problem. I think the news will be back before the end of the World's First Martial Arts Tournament."

Chen Qingping was curious about the boy the three of them were talking about, and asked in confusion, "What kind of person is he that makes my little junior sister so attached to him?"

Zhu Zhu's face turned slightly red, and she said without hesitation, "Well, a friend, a very, very good friend. Perhaps, it's also a trace of my youthful thoughts."

Hearing Zhu Zhu say this, Chen Qingping couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

There was a hint of indescribable jealousy on Murong Tianxia's face.

Si Ning chuckled, feeling that Zhu Zhu was really a person of great character. However, although Brother Ergou was very good, the gap between him and Zhu Zhu's status was still too big.

Alas, it's a pity for Brother Ergou. How great would it be if he were the disciple of a royal family.

Chen Qingping snorted and said, "It's just a trace of youthful affection. People will change. As you said, you haven't seen each other for several years. Who knows what he will become now."

"People will change, especially after they grow up."

"And we cultivators should not contact those mortals, so as not to bring unnecessary sadness to ourselves. Mortals have limited lifespans, while we cultivators have long lifespans. We are people from two different worlds."

"It's better to remember than to meet, at least we can leave a good impression on each other."

Chen Qingping's words were a bit stiff, but every sentence seemed to make sense, making it impossible to refute.

Zhu Zhu and Si Ning looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Perhaps Chen Qingping was right, perhaps she was wrong, who knew. But sometimes, Zhu Zhu couldn't help but think of that thin figure. Perhaps it was really just a trace of beautiful youthful remembrance?

She didn't know, and didn't want to know.

Although Murong Shijiu was a little jealous, Chen Qingping was right. No matter how good Li Ergou was, he was just a mortal. That was just a trace of Zhu Zhu's beauty. What was wrong with him? He was even jealous of his good brother. But then again, he really didn't expect that Li Ergou would make someone like Zhu Zhu remember him.

This was simply a fantasy to him. He didn't know how Li Ergou won Zhu Zhu's heart. Wasn't he much better than him?

Zhu Zhu, ah Zhu Zhu, haven't you grown up yet?

Just as he was about to add a few words, he heard someone in front of him, with disheveled hair, a smelly body, and a crutch in one hand and a broken bowl in the other, walking towards them.

The man walked and said in a hoarse voice, "Please give me some silver. Please give me some silver. If not, give me a bun."

Li Ergou didn't expect that being a beggar was not easy. In order to save the old beggar, he mustered up the courage to ask for alms, but these people didn't have any love. After asking for a long time, no one gave him anything.

So painful, so painful. Every step he took, his body hurt so much. He lowered his head, really hoping that some kind person would give him some money so that he could save the old beggar.

He lowered his head, bent over, and kept begging people.

"Please be kind, please be kind, give me some silver, give me something to eat."

With a "ding", he felt the bowl in his hand sink. He saw that a few taels of broken silver had been thrown into the broken bowl. He was overjoyed, thinking that the old beggar was saved.

He quickly raised his head and looked at the people in front of him and said, "Thank you, thank you, kind people."

But when his eyes saw the appearance of the people, he couldn't help but be stunned in place.

At this moment, life seemed like a dream.