Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

"However, a monk's life span is long, but ordinary people can only live for a few decades."

“Sometimes, after being a cultivator for too long, one tends to forget their original aspirations, the path they took, and why they became immortals in the first place.”

"Whether they are righteous or evil, they all regard mortals as ants."

"But didn't we all get to where we are today step by step from being mortals?"

"If cultivators like me treat mortals like ants and as bargaining chips in competition, then what's the difference between us and evil cultivators?"

"Our lives are lives, and their lives are lives too. There is actually no difference between monks and mortals."

Yu Xiangwan felt choked up when he heard this. It turned out that Jun Che kept participating in various competitions not because he cared about those false names. He never cared about the title of the number one in the world of immortal cultivation.

But it was because he was Jun Che, and he wanted to save those mortals who could be wiped out by the evil cultivators with just a flick of their fingers.

In his eyes, human life is equal in status, human life is human life, regardless of whose life it is.

Perhaps his behavior is like a moth flying into a flame, which seems ridiculous in the eyes of everyone in the world of immortal cultivation.

But he is the savior in the eyes of mortals, the light that shines through the cracks of darkness, and he is the only monk who treats mortals as human beings.

"But...Brother Jun, your safety is the most important thing."

"Think about it, as long as you're alive, you can save more people, right?"

Jun Che smiled when he heard that, looked at the clouds and said something meaningfully that was completely unrelated.

"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again."

He turned his head and looked at Yu Xiangwan. His eyes seemed to be filled with a sea of ​​stars, and he was just a tiny and weak star among those many stars.

"But Xiang Wan, will the flowers that bloom again next season be the same ones that bloomed in the first season?"

Yu Xiangwan's pupils widened slightly when he heard this. It was the first time he heard such a statement that went against the norm.

Yes, the flowers that bloomed again, are they the same ones from last season?

Just like him in the dream, on the day when the Prime Minister’s Mansion was destroyed, if there was a person who could clear the clouds and fog, descend from the sky like a god, and save them from the water and fire.

Then can he still persuade Jun Che as brazenly as he did today?

Everyone has only one life. Even if mortals can be reincarnated, their family, identity, status, and even gender in the next life may be completely different from those in the previous life.

Is he still himself after reincarnation?

Maybe it's him, maybe it's not him.

Seeing that the topic between the two was getting heavier, Ye Zhen'an couldn't help but come over and gently pull Yu Xiangwan's sleeve.

Yu Xiangwan looked at Ye Zhenan.

He knew what Ye Zhen'an meant and was afraid that he would be like Jun Che, and would develop too much compassion in this cannibalistic world.

In the face of unmatched strength, it is tantamount to seeking death.

Yu Xiangwan shook his head gently at Ye Zhenan. He would not be the same as Jun Che.

They are different. Jun Che has a love for the world, but he doesn't.

His wish from the beginning to the end was very simple. He just hoped that in this big world, his family would be safe and he would be well.

This is the purpose of his hard work in cultivation.

I have no intention of harming anyone, but I won't let anyone manipulate me.

Jun Che's master brought him up very well, and made him into the gentleman he is today, who is neither happy with things nor sad with himself.

But he can calm down and think about the problem from the perspective of an ordinary person.

He is very much like his master, but he is more compassionate to the world than his master.

In just over ten days, the three of them arrived at the far north.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the ice and snow world below. Although it was an ice city, it was still a noisy place. He said in disbelief.

"Senior Brother Jun?"

"Is this the Far North?"

The place was bustling with people, with inns and restaurants built one after another, pedestrians everywhere, and vendors shouting their wares.

It doesn't look like it's being haunted by evil spirits, does it?

Jun Che knew his doubts, so he started to explain.

"They are just mortals. Not to mention that the evil spirits haven't appeared yet, even if they arrived at the city gate, they would still do business."

"Because they are mortals, if they don't open their business and work, they won't have food to eat."

Yu Xiangwan was silent after hearing this. Yes, mortals need to eat.

If you are killed by evil cultivators, you will die. If you don’t eat, you will also die.

His life was already difficult, and he was captured by evil cultivators and refined into a blood corpse puppet.

The world seems to have never given them a choice. They have always been pushed forward by an invisible big hand. If they stop, they will die.

The three of them randomly found an inn and settled down there.

This ice city is located in the center of the Far North. Next to it is a forest of lush greenery, the only different color in this world of ice and snow.

Many things here are different from their world.

At least there would not be such a lively scene in their far north, and there would be no green that symbolizes hope in the midst of ice and snow.

The next morning.

The morning sun gradually rose above the horizon, and the white and cold ice city gradually became dyed with a layer of warm golden color.

As soon as Yu Xiangwan went out, he saw Ye Zhenan and Jun Che also went out.

He walked to Ye Zhen'an and looked at Jun Che. Today he was wearing a warm red robe, with golden ice silk threads woven by Bingchan sewn on the sleeves in a low-key and luxurious manner.

The young man's black hair was all tied up behind his head. The red headband and black hair fluttered naturally when he moved. His face was handsome and bright, making people unable to ignore him. He was dazzling and eye-catching.

Standing next to Ye Zhen'an, who was dressed in red, one was cold and the other was warm, like two immortal figures walking out of two different scrolls.

Even though Yu Xiangwan was already accustomed to Jun Che's dressing style, he was still amazed when he saw him wearing red clothes.

The styles and colors of the robes he wore every day these days were different. The only thing in common was that they were all high-end robes that were very expensive and in short supply.

"Senior Brother Jun."

Jun Che's smile was as bright as his colorful robe, and his voice was clear and pleasant.

"Junior Brother Xiang Wan, Junior Brother Zhen An."

"Are you going to find a way back today?"

Yesterday, I saw that they were quite curious about the affairs of Ice City, and I thought they would relax for two days before looking for it. After all, they are from two different worlds, and once they go back, they won’t be able to come back easily.

Yu Xiangwan nodded and responded with a faint smile.

"Yes, Brother Jun, please be careful when you go there."

"My brother and I would like to wish Brother Jun a smooth journey, just like sailing on the water."

When Jun Che saw Yu Xiangwan's cold and delicate appearance, his palms itched and he wanted to rub his head again, but he felt it was presumptuous, so he gave up.

Knowing Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhenan’s concerns, he comforted them with warm words.

"Don't worry, I will put my own safety first."

Yesterday, he came back and thought carefully about what Yu Xiangwan said, and suddenly he realized that other people's lives are lives, and his life is also life, so he will also take into account the safety of others and his own to the best of his ability.

Yu Xiangwan had no idea what Jun Che was thinking. On an ordinary morning, as usual, he said goodbye to Jun Che with a smile and a greeting.

"Senior Brother Jun, goodbye."

Jun Che nodded and walked out of the inn. He suddenly turned around to look at Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhenan who were still on the second floor of the inn quietly watching him leave, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.