C44 The Regret of My Previous Life

The Su Family from the Silvermoon Empire!

In the vast Silvermoon Empire, who else could confidently claim the name "Su" other than the renowned Su Family?

The Empire, the family of alchemists, the Su Family!

"Su Family!"

Qin Ann, along with the Zhao family's servants, came to an abrupt halt.

No one dared to make a careless move.

The Su Family was one of the top three families in the Empire, with a foundation even more substantial than that of the Lin Family.

Families throughout the Silvermoon Empire, the military, and individual cultivators all purchased their pills from the Su Family, and even the Empire's royal family was no exception.

In addition to nurturing herbalists, the Su Family also boasted formidable cultivators in their ranks.

Such a formidable family was beyond comparison with the current three major families of Asvetaesi.

Qin Ann was acutely aware that his employer, the Zhao Family, would likely prefer to avoid any confrontation with the Su Family.

And there was another consideration.

The Su Family was the patron of the Yu Family!

The Yu Family supplied spiritual herbs and plants to the Su Family. Without significant purchases by the Su Family, the Yu Family would struggle to convert their spiritual herbs into soulstones.

After all, the Yu Family was merely a supplier of medicinal herbs, lacking their own herbalists.

Without herbalists to transform those spiritual herbs into pills for sale, the value of the herbs would significantly diminish.

It was fair to say that the Su Family held the Yu Family's lifeline in their hands!

Given this relationship, what choice did Yu Yuan have but to part with the White Paper Fan when the Su Family's young lady requested it?

With this in mind, Qin Ann discreetly signaled the servants to keep their composure.

Indeed, there was no need for words; upon hearing the name "Su Family," the Zhao family's servants quickly regained their composure, their earlier aggression fading away.

"May I have it, please?"

Su Yan spoke again, her gaze on Yu Yuan was natural and casual.

Her manner was polite, suggesting a negotiation rather than a demand.

The elderly woman beside her watched with amusement, as if enjoying the spectacle.

Mr. Yu, it seemed, was at a loss in the presence of the young Miss Su.

"She's quite the beauty."

After a moment, Yu Yuan snapped out of his reverie, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Impressive. You've managed to discern the intricacies of the White Paper Fan with your Third Eye. Odd, given your youth, you shouldn't have this breadth of experience. How did you grasp the significance behind those four words?"

He made no reference to the Su family.

It was as if he was oblivious to the fact that the woman before him was the Su family's young lady!

Su Yan's eyes were as clear as a deep valley lake, and she too was taken aback. "You sensed it as well?"

Thinking to herself, 'He says I'm young, but is he that much older?'

She internally huffed and spoke up again, "I'd like you to part with the White Paper Fan. My uncle is likely to visit the Yu family soon. I'll be sure to speak highly of the Yu family in return."

Initially, she had assumed that this dandy from Asvetaesi was merely causing trouble because he was smitten with her looks.

To her surprise, the Yu family's young master was no simpleton; he had truly perceived the uniqueness of the White Paper Fan.

This revelation caused her to regard Yu Yuan more highly, slightly altering her perception of the Yu family.

"I'm not giving up the White Paper Fan," Yu Yuan declared with a sudden smile.

"What did you say?" Su Yan's eyes widened.

Any budding positive impression evaporated instantly!

The old woman couldn't help but snort coldly and said sternly, "You insolent child! My young lady has already shown you great courtesy. Don't overstep your bounds!"

"I said, the White Paper Fan is not for you," Yu Yuan reiterated.

Qin Ann and the Zhao family's servants all wore puzzled looks, thinking Yu Yuan must have lost his mind to antagonize the Su family over a mere fan.

'You're the Yu family's young master. Even if you're going to act rashly, shouldn't there be a limit?'

'Why create unnecessary strife for your family over a fan?'

They were baffled and utterly at a loss.

The old woman let out a shrill cry, and a maelstrom of spiritual energy was poised to burst forth from her sleeves.

"Enough," Su Yan interjected, her beautiful brows knitting together as she halted the old woman's impulsive actions. She then gave Yu Yuan a nod and said, "If you won't part with it, so be it. I'll leave the fan here."

She tossed the White Paper Fan to the ground without a second thought and strode away.

The old woman fixed Yu Yuan with a piercing stare and hissed menacingly, "Boy, you're going to regret today's actions!"

"Oh," Yu Yuan responded coolly.

Concerned for the young lady's safety, the old woman hastily followed after her.

Master and servant gradually disappeared into the distance on the deserted street.

"Mr. Yu, why?" Qin Ann eventually picked up the White Paper Fan that Su Yan had discarded and handed it to Yu Yuan, his confusion evident. "It's just a broken fan. Why provoke the Su family? That girl seems to have a significant standing within the Su family. She might actually have some sway."

"The Su family..." Yu Yuan smirked slightly and replied, "The Yu family has been oppressed by the Huang family in Asvetaesi for years. Did the Su family ever speak up for us? All they did was lower the price of herbs, exploiting the situation. There's no such thing as allies or dependents when you're not strong enough; no one takes you seriously."

Qin Ann pondered deeply upon hearing this. He had been a prominent figure in Asvetaesi for many years and was privy to certain secrets. Indeed, when the Yu family patriarch was crippled and humiliated by the Huang family, the Su family remained silent.

The Su family had also reduced the prices they offered for spiritual herbs when the Yu family was struggling.

But the Yu family had no choice but to supply herbs to the Su family. There was no other family in the Silvermoon Empire that could buy herbs in bulk. The prospect of dealing with other empires was even less feasible.

"I'll accept the fan without reservation," Yu Yuan said, taking the White Paper Fan. He spared no further explanation and didn't bother with the other wares in the Vault of Wonders. With a brief farewell, he stepped out onto the street.

Alone, he gripped the White Paper Fan, feeling the deep, lingering sadness within it that seemed unshakeable. It influenced his own mood, and he found himself lost in memories of his past life, filled with lingering regrets.

"It's somewhat reminiscent..."

When Su Yan had turned and invoked the Su family name, I found myself lost in thought for quite some time.

It wasn't the prestige of the Su family that had stunned me, but rather the striking resemblance Su Yan bore to a dear friend from my past life.

The departing figure of Su Yan shared so many similarities with that person, which is why I was so disoriented, taking a while to regain my composure.

In comparison to cultivators of lofty realms, my previous life was indeed short.

Yet, when measured against the average person, it was considerably longer.

I had my share of romantic entanglements and a host of regrets, one of which has haunted me for a lifetime, still clinging to me to this day.

That relationship, which I initially thought would be fleeting, deepened to the point where I believed it would last an eternity.

But ultimately, it ended abruptly, leaving me with an abundance of regrets.

In my former life, I desperately pursued the path of cultivation, seeking to extend my lifespan in the hopes of rekindling that old flame, longing for a chance to reunite and spend more time together.

Alas, my time came to an end, while the other had a nearly infinite life ahead.

Indeed, that individual was an extraordinary cultivator! With an enduring life, as long as death was kept at bay!

I chose to let go, too fearful to meet, too powerless to confront.

For in the end, we were destined to be eternally apart.

Yet, I held onto a sliver of hope, and so, in the twilight of my life, I fervently searched for the path to reincarnation.

In pursuit of rebirth, I delved into the study of poison pills, enduring scorn and bringing shame upon my sect.

All I wished for was another life, another chance to meet.

And I succeeded!

Three hundred years later, I returned to this realm!

And at last, I embarked once again on the path of cultivation!

In this life, I too possess the potential for an endless lifespan, hopeful that I might emulate her and live for aeons!

"With your innate gifts and qualities, three hundred years are but the blink of an eye. Ji, I'm certain you're still out there, alive and well!"

Yu Yuan gazed toward the direction of Euwrea, his heart brimming with boundless grief, yearning to swiftly advance, reach Veil Breaking, and cultivate both the Lunar Spirit and Solar Spirit, to depart in ultimate liberation.

"Ah!"

Out of nowhere, a searing pain erupted in his palm, causing him to instinctively drop the White Paper Fan.

His myriad thoughts were shattered in an instant.

Staring at the puncture wound oozing blood in his palm, then at the bloodied White Paper Fan, he was all too aware of what had happened.

"That wretched girl from the Su family, appearing so gentle and demure, yet her actions are unexpectedly ruthless!"

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