Translator:
Novel_Saga
Editor:
Novel_Saga
Jun Mo Xie left the Jun Residence swiftly through the side door and strolled his way into the main street as the rain fell on his bamboo hat. Due to the sudden heavy downpour, the main street, which was usually bustling with activity and people, was now empty. On the other hand, the shops on the sides were brimming with packed with people. Time and time again, sounds of cursing or laughter can be heard coming out from the shops.
With the sound of the heavy downpour, the rowdy noises had seemingly merged together. Jun Mo Xie strolled alone among the heavy rain, watching the rain cut off the Heavens and Earth from each other. As the rain fell on his bamboo hat, Jun Mo Xie felt his own insignificance and loneliness.
So what if he had been the world’s best assassin in his past life? So what if he had been granted a substantial opportunity to transcend death, transmigrating into another world? So what if he had managed to obtain the immeasurably mysterious treasure, the Hongjun Pagoda? So what if he has the opportunity to practice the mysterious Art of Unlocking Heaven’s Fortune?
At the end of the day, he was but a drop of water amidst a raging sea. So minuscule, so solitary and so alone…
The predecessors will never meet their ancestors; the successors will never meet their descendants. Leisurely studying Heaven and Earth, and yet alone and inferior,
Jun Mo Xie laughed bitterly as he shook his head, thinking that he should have been the one who has written this poem. Born in another world, he was truly a man without a precedent and without a descendant! The true descendant of Yan and Huang in this world was no one but himself!
Water covered every inch of the ground due to the heavy rain. The fog which accompanied the rain was extremely heavy, it obscured the skies, causing everything to be hazy and blurry. Even the surrounding downpour seemed to have lost its sound… Jun Mo Xie suddenly felt as he was in a dream, every single person and every other thing mattered no more. There was only him, walking alone through the pouring rain…
Jun Mo Xie felt as if he was a ghost or in a dream, his heavy footsteps which echoed in the rain and yet felt afar. This incomplete feeling made Jun Mo Xie who was once a cold-blooded assassin to feel vulnerable and weak.
As he found himself looking into a dark place, he had realized that he had unconsciously exited the main street and entered into a narrow alleyway. In the midst of the rain, there hung a conspicuous bamboo pole which stood tilted from a shop and from within came the smell of wine.
The only way to drown sorrows was to shut it out!
The only way to shut sorrows out was wine! Jun Mo Xie hesitated for a moment before entering the wine shop.
The shop had only fifteen tables, yet barely anyone was present. Considering how small the shop was, it was obvious that the shop’s business will have been affected by the heavy rain outside. Within the corner of the shop, there was one person with a bamboo hat which hid his face, sat while drinking wine. He seemed to be enjoying himself but only felt as he was lonely.
Jun Mo Xie sat silently in the corner, ordering two plates of small snacks and a jug of wine and help himself to the wine.
He was by himself in a small shop within the heavy rain.
I toast this cup to those whom I have killed in my previous life. Forgive me, for there is no chance for your revenge. Gulp!
I toast this cup to those whose life I will take in my current life. Forgive me, for you are destined to die by my hands. Cheers!
I toast this cup to my Master, my fellow brothers and sisters. I wish your missions to forever be successful. May you all be able to retire early and live a peaceful life.
I toast this cup to…
Jun Mo Xie drank alone, downing one cup after another. Without a single noise, he poured all his feelings, grief and solitariness into the cups and drank them all away. Everything flowed into his stomach! From today onwards, in this world, I am Jun Mo Xie! Jun Xie, the best assassin from my past life is nothing more than a fleeting memory!
The wine from the small shop was nothing special, it was even slightly weak in taste, for someone like Jun Mo Xie who had drunk top grade wines, the wine was even a bit difficult for him to drink! However, Jun Mo Xie was not considering good or bad wine. Even if he were to be given celestial fairy wine, he would not be able to taste any of it. All he could feel now was bitterness, sourness and sorrow…
Within this unfamiliar world, this will be the only time that he indulged in his weakness.
Henceforth, I will tread the path of the Evil Monarch, a path filled with blood! I will utilize the mountain of bones and ocean of blood from my past to achieve my unmatched reputation as the Evil Monarch once more!
The Otherworldly Evil Monarch is I, Jun Mo Xie!
Yet one more cup was downed, but Jun Mo Xie had yet to feel drunk. He simply continued pouring one cup after another, gulping it down…
Jun Mo Xie did not realize that his act of casting everything away, as though he was the only one in the world, had completely isolated him from everything, the Heavens and Earth… It could have only come from the loneliness of a person forsaken by his own world. The faint feelings of joy and loneliness, all merged perfectly into one upon his body.
It was only at this moment that Jun Xie remained Jun Xie, the best yet mysterious assassin, and not Jun Mo Xie!
In the corner of the shop, the only customer around, when Jun Mo Xie entered, had only given him a glance, was now staring intently at Jun Mo Xie. He watched as Jun Mo Xie sat alone, drinking away his sorrows, exuding an elegant loneliness; his tolerance deep and far beyond the norm, causing him to become curious.
Jun Mo Xie did not know how much wine he had drunk; he only continued raising his cup. As he was about to down another cup, he suddenly heard someone speaking out.
This brother is an able drinker. Due to the heavy rain outside, there is but the two of us here. Since we had such a fateful meeting, what say we drink together?
Jun Mo Xie raised his head and saw that the customer had already removed his bamboo hat, revealing a dignified face and a prestigious aura; his gaze as soft as water as he smiled at Jun Mo Xie.
Jun Mo Xie laughed and removed the bamboo hat on his head, leaving it hanging behind.
The anxious autumn wind and rain brings a halt to men. For us to be meeting here like this is indeed the work of fate. Since it is fate, why should we not drink together? Come!
The other party did not expect Jun Mo Xie to be so young and was momentarily startled before laughing.
Indeed, observing fate is better than offering respects.
He then ordered a few more dishes and two jugs of wine. Holding the wine cup, he came over and sat before Jun Mo Xie. He smiled and asked.
A magnificent youngster such as you is truly a rarity in this city. I wonder which great family does this younger generation hail from?
Great family’s younger generation?
Jun Mo Xie gave out a laugh and replied with disdain.
Floating through the world without a name, treating it as a game, ask not the gentlemen his name! Could it be that in this brother’s eyes, only someone from a great family can possess an outstanding demeanour?
Oh? Haha, this is surely a mistake on my part. Then please consider this cup as my punishment!
The middle-aged man raised his cup and gulped it down, his movements casual and carefree. Observing his face, Jun Mo Xie had long deduced that this man was not an average person. The aura emitted from his brows were rich and powerful, every move made was innately refined with great skill and care. A few spiritual probing from the outside entered the small shop, which was from his bodyguards. This person must be someone with a high position and not easily met.
To see such an individual admit his own mistakes towards a stranger and without getting angry while punishing himself, Jun Mo Xie felt his attitude towards this person changing. He felt that sitting and drinking wine together with this kind of individual was not an undeserving act.
May I ask for younger brother’s esteemed name?
That man gulped down the wine as he watched Jun Mo Xie, with his indifference, causing him to become interested in Jun Mo Xie’s identity.
