Chapter 1813 - A Vain Life That Passes in a Snap of a Finger (2/2)

Bu Fang was standing in the yard with a large and heavy bag on his back. The fat chicken was stuffed in front of his chest with only its head visible, while the puppet also stood by his side with a bag on its back. Its mechanical eyes were as dull as ever.

‘Is he going on a long journey?’ Wushuang was taken aback. He grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face to make him more awake. “Immortal Master, where are you going?” he asked.

“I’m going out to experience the world… Do you want to follow?” Bu Fang glanced at Dugu Wushuang. “If you want to follow, then follow…” he said, then pushed open the fence of the hut.

Wushuang followed. Bu Fang locked the fence, clutched his bamboo stick, and walked quietly through the snow. Whitey followed with its backpack, while Eighty poked its little head out of his chest.

Without hesitation, Wushuang followed with his sword. The three figures slowly disappeared into the falling snow in the depths of the mountain.

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Planet Immortality was not large, yet it would take countless years to cover it on foot. Bu Fang, Whitey, and Dugu Wushuang, who had been following them, wandered around the planet. Starting from the mountain, they set out all over the world.

Wushuang was like a bodyguard watching over Bu Fang and helping with a lot of things. The latter did not refuse his help.

Ten years flew by. Bu Fang’s face hardened a lot, and the wisdom in his eyes grew deeper. Wushuang was clad in ragged clothes, carrying the sword that had not been drawn for ten years, and his face was covered with a beard.

Whitey had not changed much. Its body was still riddled with cracks, and its mechanical eyes were as dull. Eighty was still small and cute. Even though they had walked a lot, it still maintained its fat figure.

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Fifty years had passed, and they kept on walking.

Wushuang was beginning to show signs of old age. His back was bent, and blue veins appeared across his arms. But he did not complain and continued to walk with Bu Fang across the land. During the days following Bu Fang, he ate countless delicacies and even experienced an unprecedented change in his mindset.

In the past, he was known as the number one Sword God of the Empire. With the collapse of the Empire, however, people thought he was dead, and the legend of the so-called Sword God had long since disappeared from the world.

To be regarded as the Sword God, he had killed at least thousands of people with his sword. However, after following Bu Fang, it was as if he had experienced a spiritual baptism. Although he had not used his sword for decades, his understanding of the Way of the Sword had grown much deeper.

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By the time their journey came to the hundredth year, they had traveled the entire planet. They had left their traces in the polar regions, in the endless forest, and in the vast oceans.

Wushuang had grown much older. His hair had turned gray, and his energy had withered. The Sword God of the generation was indeed getting old.

Bu Fang’s appearance had not changed much, but the trace of aging could be seen in the depths of his eyes. After all, a hundred years had passed. His physical body might not grow old, but his soul could not withstand the passage of time. His soul was already a mortal soul. However, his aura seemed more and more restrained.

Whitey and Eighty had not changed at all.

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In the two-hundredth year, Wushuang could not walk anymore. He once stood at the top of this planet, but he had not found the way to immortality and was just a mortal.

Bu Fang also grew old. His hair was gray, and his face was lined with wrinkles. With a stooped back, he looked like an old man.

They did not continue to travel across the planet because they had been everywhere they could go. The world was big, but they had seen it all. In these two hundred years, they had seen the rise of empires and the fall of dynasties. They were tired of walking; it was time for them to have a rest.

They bought a house in the middle of town and lived in seclusion. Bu Fang went back to his old trade and opened a restaurant. Only, he ran it with a very casual attitude. He cooked only according to his mood.

Wushuang worked in the restaurant as a waiter. He had already put away his sword. Now, he did not know whether Bu Fang was an immortal or not. Why would an immortal grow old like a mortal?

However, there was no point in worrying about this anymore. He just wanted to live a quiet life. By tempering his heart in the world of mortals, he now possessed a stronger sword intent than that of the Sword God in his prime.

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In the three-hundredth year, Wushuang’s life came to an end. He could no longer walk and continue to be a waiter in the restaurant. Bu Fang looked old and clumsy, too. He sat quietly in the restaurant all day. The neighborhood had changed many times, and so did the neighbors.

The end of life was always calm and graceful.

In the restaurant, Bu Fang filled a cup with wine and held it up toward Wushuang, who was sitting opposite him. The latter was barely breathing as he looked at Bu Fang with cloudy eyes full of mixed emotions.

Whitey and Eighty were in the restaurant as well. The atmosphere was somewhat heavy. After a long time, a sigh rang out.

“Immortal Master… Wushuang will go first.” The corners of Wushuang’s wrinkled mouth lifted slightly.

Bu Fang drained the cup with one gulp.

With a rumbling sound, a sword intent that had swept away the vanity and was extremely sharp shot into the sky, blooming into terrifying sword energy. The sword intent that Wushuang had nurtured for three hundred years shocked the world. It was as if the legendary Sword God had returned to the world.

In the restaurant, Dugu Wushuang, after releasing the sword intent, bowed his head contentedly, his hands hanging feebly at his waist. Bu Fang held his cup, the wine in it rippling. After a long time, he sighed.

“A vain life that passes in a snap of a finger…”

At this moment, Lord Bird appeared in the sky with his hands behind his back. At the same time, many figures flew across the starry sky and arrived outside Planet Immortality with complicated eyes. Their auras were all very powerful, for they were all the almighty experts of the Primitive Universe.

On this day, all the almighty experts of the Primitive Universe descended to Planet Immortality.