Chapter 229: The Departed Are Gone

Soon, Lin Fan returned with the coffin he had bought and placed Sun Baifa inside.

Then Huang Rong handed Sun Xiaohong to Lin Fan. Lin Fan began to treat Sun Xiaohong. After a while, Sun Xiaohong woke up. Seeing the coffin to the side, her expression was sorrowful.

"Many thanks to Brother Lin for saving me; otherwise, Grandfather and I wouldn't have even had the chance to see each other one last time."

"You call me Brother Lin, yet you are so polite with me? It's a pity that what I cultivate is not the Divine Illumination Manual; otherwise, I might have been able to save your grandfather."

Lin Fan sighed. Sun Baifa was too old and didn't have two years left to live anyway. This time, his true qi was exhausted, his meridians were broken, and his internal organs were ruptured; he was truly powerless.

Perhaps if he cultivated the Dragon God Art to the ninth, supreme realm, there would be a way. Before that, the Dragon God Art was still focused on killing, and in terms of healing, it couldn't compare to the Divine Illumination Manual.

"Perhaps this is Grandfather's fate. Years ago, Bai Xiaosheng ranked Grandfather first on the Tianji Ranking. At that time, Grandfather was very happy and had great ambition. Unfortunately, as he grew older, Grandfather began to feel that fame was not an honor, but a burden. So I went into hiding with Grandfather. Grandfather said he was old and his sharpness was gone; if one day he were to fight to the death with someone again, it would likely be the time of his death."

"At that time, I was still full of confidence in Grandfather, thinking no one could beat him. Unfortunately, Grandfather was old after all, and this day finally arrived. Grandfather gave instructions: born in the Wu Lin, buried in the Wu Lin. He asked me to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters near where he died to bury him, so he could continue to accompany the Wu Lin. Brother Lin, can you help me?"

Sun Xiaohong walked to the side of the coffin, looking at Sun Baifa inside, and murmured.

"Xiaohong, this is my portable space, a world completely different from the outside Wu Lin. Do you intend to bury your grandfather here or outside?"

"A Sumeru Mustard Space? I know. But it's better to bury Grandfather outside. He loved the Wu Lin, and this place is too far from his Wu Lin. Although it is very close to me, I cannot be so selfish."

Sun Xiaohong showed hesitation upon hearing this, but remembering her grandfather's previous instructions, she still decided to respect his wishes.

Lin Fan immediately took Sun Xiaohong and the coffin outside. The two found a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to serve as Sun Baifa's burial place.

Sun Xiaohong stayed with her grandfather until dark, and then, with Lin Fan's help, Sun Baifa was laid to rest.

"Grandfather, you said that people of the Wu Lin are not bound by small details, born in the Wu Lin and buried in the Wu Lin, coming like wind and rain and leaving like dust. This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters and picturesque scenery. Xiaohong buries you here, hoping your spirit in heaven can rest in peace!"

Sun Xiaohong stood before her grandfather's grave and murmured to herself.

"Brother Lin, let's go. I will come back to see Grandfather later."

Another half an hour passed. After Sun Xiaohong's expression returned to calm, she followed Lin Fan and left. A legendary figure of the Wu Lin, Master Tianji, thus came to an end.

Lin Fan took Sun Xiaohong back to the portable space. Huang Rong and the others began to get busy with dinner. They didn't know when Sun Xiaohong would recover, and they were afraid the dinner would be cold by then, so they hadn't prepared it in advance.

"I'll come help too. You don't need to accommodate me. Grandfather said that people in the Wu Lin will have such a day sooner or later. It's quite good to have someone to collect the body and a place to bury it after death; there's no need to ask for too much. I am not a weak woman; I will live on strongly with Grandfather's share!"

Sun Xiaohong also ran to the kitchen to help. Seeing that her expression was not feigned, the women let her help.

"Do you have time? I want to talk to you?"

At this moment, Yin Susu walked over, stood beside Lin Fan, and said.

"Speak!"

Lin Fan frowned and then spoke calmly.

"You can cure Wuji's cold poison, right?"

Yin Susu looked at Lin Fan earnestly, with a hint of worry on her face.

"Didn't you guess that yourself before? Why are you not confident now?"

Lin Fan didn't expect her to be here for this matter; he thought Yin Susu wanted to talk to him about the portable space.

"Partings of life and death are the moments that make one feel most powerless. I don't want Wuji to die in my arms one day when his cold poison flares up."

So it was Sun Baifa's death that touched her.

"Don't worry, I will remove his cold poison. If you are really worried, then I will start treating him tomorrow!"

"Then I will trouble you. I'm going to the kitchen to help; this is my duty as a servant!"

Since Lin Fan promised to start treating Zhang Wuji tomorrow, the promise she made to be a beast of burden and a slave should also be fulfilled.

Lin Fan wanted to say something, but then shook his head. Let her be.

After dinner, the women didn't discuss who would serve in bed tonight, but instead gave the opportunity to Sun Xiaohong.

Lin Fan didn't do anything to her; the two slept in each other's arms.

Sun Xiaohong soon entered dreamland. Today, she was first hunted and severely injured, and then experienced the scene of a loved one's death and parting. She was truly exhausted. Even if she appeared strong, her heart was still fragile. Shrinking in Lin Fan's arms, she gained a sense of security and fell into a deep sleep.

After midnight, Lin Fan held Sun Xiaohong and began to write in his diary.

【Today, I was not in the mood to write in the diary, but if I don't write now, I still feel empty inside. You know, not long ago, I hated writing in the diary. I have to say, habit is truly a terrifying thing.】

"What's wrong with Lin Fan? His spirits don't seem high?"

The heroines were a bit puzzled; today, Lin Fan seemed to have many thoughts.

【Then let's start recording today's trivial matters. First, I went up to Wudang and took away Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji. Wudang now treats me as an honored guest and is quite polite to me. Zhang Zhenren even promised that as long as I have a request, Wudang will do its best to fulfill it. It seems I can borrow the Taiji Divine Art that Zhang Zhenren hasn't created yet to take a look.】

"You've already set your sights on martial arts that Zhang Zhenren hasn't created yet? You little thief!"

【Actually, I don't lack martial arts; I just want to see what the original Taiji Fist, which can be passed down for seven or eight hundred years, really looks like. Although the essence of Taiji Fist in later generations has been lost, even if only a frame of moves remains, Taiji Fist can still sweep the country and even the world. Coming to this era, how can I not see the real Taiji Divine Art for myself?】

"Zhang Zhenren is so amazing? His martial arts are still widely spread seven or eight hundred years later, which shows that people in later generations still remember him. This means Zhang Zhenren is not far from being remembered for ages, right? Could it be that he will be famous for ten thousand generations? Unlike us, a hundred years later, we will all be a handful of dirt, unknown and unremembered."

The heroines felt a bit emotional when they saw this; the gap between people is sometimes truly like a chasm. ===== CHAPTER 231 =====