We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 517: I Would Go Mad

“A lifetime? Fairy Sister, the person in your heart should have a fairly high realm too, right? A lifespan of several thousand years really isn’t short.”

Tushan Jingci answered earnestly.

As Tushan Jingci saw it, the person this fairy-like woman loved should be at roughly the same realm as her.

Only, she did not know what sort of man could have won her favor.

The woman in white smiled softly, a faint note of wistfulness in her voice. “He was not a cultivator. He was only an ordinary person. And how could a mortal have a lifespan of two thousand years?”

“A mortal?”

Listening to this fairy-like woman’s words, Tushan Jingci blinked her beautiful eyes, unable for a moment to understand what she meant.

A mortal’s lifetime compared to a cultivator’s thousand years?

What did Fairy Sister mean by that?

“Wait!”

Tushan Jingci suddenly froze. Only now did she react.

The person Fairy Sister liked was actually a mortal?

And when the woman in white saw the little girl’s confused and shocked expression, she did not say anything more. She only smiled faintly.

“Sister... everything at Cold Mountain Academy is ready. Cun Caiguang asks you to come over. He would like to know whether there is anything else you find improper.”

Just then, Xiaoqing came to the shore of Crescent Moon Lake, stood beside her older sister, and spoke softly.

And when Xiaoqing saw Tushan Jingci, she could not help but be startled as well.

Who was this young girl? She was actually as beautiful as her own sister...

“Mm. I know.” Bai Ruxue nodded, then turned to look at Tushan Jingci, her voice gentle. “Little sister, I still have some matters to handle, so I will leave first. I will not keep you company.”

“Fairy Sister, please attend to your affairs. There is no need to mind me.” Tushan Jingci dipped in a slight curtsy.

Bai Ruxue nodded in return. Then she followed her younger sister and turned to leave, gradually walking farther away.

Tushan Jingci gazed at that fairy-like woman’s dignified, elegant bearing, and a few traces of startled admiration could not help but rise in her expression—so in this world, there truly existed such a perfect woman...

Half an hour later, Tushan Jingci finished the painting before her, packed up her things, and walked down the mountain.

When she arrived at Xiao Mo’s courtyard, Xiao Mo was not cultivating. Instead, he had his head lowered and was packing his luggage.

“Xiao Mo...”

Tushan Jingci called out lightly and happily walked forward.

“Young Lady finished painting so early today?” Xiao Mo raised his head and asked with a smile.

Over these past days, whenever Tushan Jingci finished several paintings, she would come sit in his courtyard for a while. Xiao Mo had long since grown used to it.

“I finished.”

Tushan Jingci nodded, then stepped forward, about to help Xiao Mo fold his clothes.

But how could Xiao Mo let Jingci pack his bundle for him? Naturally, he smiled and declined.

“Xiao Mo, let me tell you, when I was painting today, I met a Fairy Sister.” Tushan Jingci hopped to one side and said it with bright enthusiasm.

“A Fairy Sister?” Xiao Mo chuckled softly. “Is Young Lady still dreaming? Where would immortals come from in this world?”

“There are no immortals, that’s true, but this Fairy Sister was much, much prettier than an immortal.”

When Tushan Jingci mentioned that woman in white, her eyes were full of yearning.

“You have no idea how beautiful that Fairy Sister was, or how exceptional her presence was. Every movement of hers was graceful and dignified. Every word she spoke made one feel as though bathed in a spring breeze.”

“If I were a man, I would have to pursue her no matter what!”

Hearing Jingci’s words and seeing the stars nearly filling her eyes, Xiao Mo could not help feeling somewhat curious. “Is she really that beautiful?”

“Of course!” Tushan Jingci nodded seriously. But very soon, her expression turned vigilant again. “But Xiao Mo! You are not allowed to go look! If you look at her, you will definitely fall for her!”

“It cannot be that exaggerated.” Xiao Mo smiled. As he placed book after book into the chest he intended to bring, he said casually, “In this world, how could there be anyone more beautiful than Young Lady?”

Hearing Xiao Mo praise her like that, Tushan Jingci felt as though she had eaten osmanthus cake, sweetness spreading through her heart.

“It is no use praising me.” Her little face reddened slightly as she reached out and “snatched” the books from Xiao Mo’s hands. “Even if you praise me, I still will not take you to see that Fairy Sister.”

“I never meant to meet her in the first place,” Xiao Mo said helplessly.

Xiao Mo thought he was not the kind of person who could not move his feet once he saw a beautiful woman.

“Ah... I wonder if I can become a woman like Fairy Sister one day. If I looked like Fairy Sister, you would have lost your soul over me long ago.” Tushan Jingci sighed as she placed the books into the chest.

Looking at the young girl’s fox eyes, fully immersed in fantasy, Xiao Mo shook his head and said nothing more.

“Ah, right. There is a question that Fairy Sister asked me, but I do not understand what it means. May I tell you and ask what you think?” Tushan Jingci remembered what that fairy-like woman had said to her and wanted to ask Xiao Mo’s opinion.

“Mm. Young Lady may ask,” Xiao Mo replied.

“A mortal’s lifetime, compared with a cultivator’s several thousand years—who, in the end, has the longer span, and who the shorter?” Tushan Jingci brushed her skirt aside and sat down on Xiao Mo’s bed, speaking slowly.

Hearing his young lady’s question, Xiao Mo was slightly stunned. Then he smiled. “Why would the young lady you met ask such a question?”

“Well, that is not very easy to explain. It seems the person that Fairy Sister loves is a mortal, and she has been searching for him all this time...” Tushan Jingci lowered her delicate head. From her words, she seemed to feel sorrow and loss for the woman in white as well.

“So that is it.” Xiao Mo looked thoughtful.

“Xiao Mo, do you have an answer?” Tushan Jingci looked at him curiously.

“How could there be any answer to this question?”

Xiao Mo’s tone was calm and serious.

“If it is truly as that young lady said, that his lifetime was her, then to that young lady, how would it not be the same?”

“That man has already gone. Even if her lifetime still has several thousand years, tens of thousands of years—what meaning would it have? I fear that young lady’s heart has already died...”

Listening to Xiao Mo’s words, Tushan Jingci lowered her eyes. Her pearly teeth gently bit her thin lip as she thought carefully.

After a long while, she stood, walked up to Xiao Mo, and lightly tugged at the corner of his clothes. Her voice carried a few traces of earnest pleading.

“Xiao Mo! Promise me one thing, all right...”

“Young Lady, please say it.”

“In the future! No matter what happens, as long as I am not dead, you are not allowed to die. Do you hear me?”

The softness in the young girl’s fox eyes now carried an unquestionable seriousness.

“I do not know whether reincarnation exists in this world.”

“Even if it does, I might not be as strong as Fairy Sister, able to go on searching forever and ever...”

“So...”

“If you died, I would go mad...”