The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

Chapter 181 Fate is not in one's own hands

Qingwu didn't think much of it when she heard this, but she felt that the little bald monk had been eyeing her little one since he was a child. Many versions of the story popped into her mind, and she laughed out loud for no reason!

Yu Bingwen was seriously recounting his experiences when he was suddenly interrupted by his uncle's laughter, leaving him speechless!

Helplessly, he said, "Uncle-Master, are you serious? If you don't want to hear it, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he got up to leave, but Qingwu hadn't finished listening yet, so of course she wouldn't let him go. She immediately stopped him, saying, "Oh, please continue, please continue. I promise I won't bother you anymore!"

Yu Bingwen shook his head as he watched his martial uncle trying to appear serious, and continued his story.

"He took me sightseeing, and everything was fine until we encountered..."

In memory...

Xiao Miaolian and Xiao Yubingwen walked side by side along the riverbank, admiring the various precious lotus flowers blooming in competition. Apart from a brief introduction of the various places, the two remained silent.

Suddenly, Xiao Miaolian stopped and quietly looked at Xiao Yubingwen, saying, "You and I are the same! We are both people swept up by fate, the so-called chosen ones destined by destiny!"

Xiao Yu and Bing Wen waited for the other person to continue without answering.

"Why? Why must we bear this so-called destiny and responsibility, walking the path they expect us to take, with no end and no way back!"

Yu Bingwen looked at the other person, who was so young yet spoke such outrageous words with such calmness. It was truly astonishing. Seeing the disgust and resentment in his eyes, he suddenly realized that the other person was even more difficult to deal with than he had imagined!

Yu Bingwen looked at Miaolian with a forced smile and said, "There's no why. Just go down and you'll find out!"

"Oh? You really do this willingly?" Miao Lian's eyes were full of doubt, and she also asked what was on her mind!

Yu Bingwen said, “There are countless things in the world, and each has its own methods! Everything will have an answer! But once there is an answer, another question will surface, and it will just go on endlessly. If we don’t face it, take responsibility, we will still need to face other questions. All of this is just repetitive and boring. It’s better to follow their path. Perhaps that’s the easier way to find the truth!”

Miaolian pondered quietly, and then realized that it made sense. She put away her evil thoughts and rebelliousness, and once again pretended to be the saint and noble as a holy child, and continued to discuss other issues!

After listening, Qingwu expressed her understanding and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, this little bald monk, so young yet already two-faced, truly a black-hearted glutinous rice ball! But..."

As he spoke, he turned around and glanced at Yu Bingwen. Yu Bingwen felt uncomfortable all over from the sting and had a feeling that the other party was not holding back any good words. Sure enough, the other party's next sentence confirmed his guess!

"You're pretty much the same! At least you put on a sophisticated act in front of him, not bad!"

After saying that, he patted the other person on the shoulder, agreeing with them, while boasting, "Life depends on acting skills, life and death depend on showing off. With strength in hand, I can walk sideways. With background support, you and I are invincible! Hmm! Very much like your senior uncle!"

Yu Bingwen said speechlessly, "Uncle-Master, can you be serious for once?"

Qingwu pointed at herself exaggeratedly, her face clearly saying, "Am I not serious?" Finally, she simply spread her hands and said, which was as good as saying nothing, "Am I not serious?"

Yu Bingwen was truly speechless, staring at his martial uncle with disdain and doubt in his eyes!

Qingwu, of course, saw through such an obvious hint at a glance. She simply crossed her arms and, seemingly unfazed, said, "Fine! Fine! If that's what you think, then so be it. There's nothing I can do about it."

Yu Bingwen sighed as he looked at his uncle.

Fortunately, Qingwu hadn't forgotten the favor her sect leader had asked her to do. She cleared her throat and changed the subject, saying, "But you, like that little bald monk, have the same question, right? If it weren't for the so-called destined person, you could all be enjoying the company of your parents, carefree and doing whatever you wanted! Instead, you're burdened with everyone's expectations and struggling forward like this!"

Qingwu looked at the other person quietly, waiting for their answer!

Yu Bingwen chuckled and said, "When I was young, I did share the same thoughts as Miaolian. I felt it was unfair. Why did it have to be me? My family was harmonious, my country was prosperous, and I was pampered and grew up in the love of my parents and the expectations of the people!"

I once imagined my life. If I were not the destined one, I would have been pampered by my parents, doted on by my brothers, and respected by the concubines and ministers in my childhood...

In my youth, I would gather two or three close friends to travel across the vast and beautiful land, experience all aspects of human life, meet talented and extraordinary people, and help the country to cultivate new pillars of society. Along the way, I would travel and alleviate the suffering of the people, and inspect every inch of the land on behalf of my elder brother. How delightful that would be!

If he later meets the one he truly loves, he will marry her, have children, and enjoy a large family! If the country is at peace, he will live a carefree life as a prince, enjoying the simple pleasures of family life! If the country is in trouble, as a true man and a prince, he will shoulder the responsibility of protecting his country, defending it from external threats, and leaving a significant mark on history…

But who could have known? Fate is so unpredictable. At an age when one should be cherished by their parents, they were taken away from their side; at an age when one should be carefree, they were forced to shoulder heavy responsibilities; at an age when one should have been innocent and carefree, a gentle face was instead etched with wariness and calculation; at an age when one should have been able to live a happy and fulfilling life with their beloved, they were forced to sever all ties and protect the world…

Countless times I've pondered this: Am I still myself? Is this really what I want? But what can I do? Rebel? In the end, I realize that fate has a beginning and an end, and we have no control over it. In the end, it's just asking for trouble!

Qingwu gave a bitter smile after hearing this, which vanished in an instant. Then she said, "Everyone is born with their own mission, and the hardships and problems they face are different!"

Some people hope to be invincible, some hope to be famous, some hope to be remembered in history, and some hope to live in seclusion in the countryside as an unknown commoner...

"People have different pursuits: money and fame, extensive knowledge and talent, beautiful companions, power and status, endless life, supernatural powers... But behind all of this, there will always be many problems. Seeing through these glamorous appearances, we can see the root of the problem, but in the end, we still face the difficulties and solve the problem. That is true skill!"

After Qingwu finished speaking, she even gave a thumbs up with a smile!

Yu Bingwen smiled and nodded.