Chapter 1491: Curiosity

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Leisurely days always seem to fly by, and before one knows it, spring has turned to summer.

The hills and fields are now covered in blooming flowers, with birds chirping and flying under the scorching summer sun. The warm air is filled with a faint floral fragrance, and the small mountain village feels like a paradise, brimming with laughter and tranquility.

Over the past three months, Yi Feng's health had fully recovered, and he had completely integrated into the life here. Every day, aside from teaching at the village school, he would also help Miss Bai with chopping firewood and fetching water, doing his best to repay her kindness.

The two lived as neighbors. Every morning, they would walk together to the school to teach, and at noon, they would return home to cook meals together. Over time, they developed a默契 and grew more familiar with each other.

Living next to a woman as beautiful as a celestial being, teaching the village children together—this kind of life was incredibly relaxing for Yi Feng, bringing him a sense of peace and ease he couldn't quite put into words.

In his eyes, Miss Bai was truly a goddess descended from the heavens, capable of anything. She could lecture on classical texts in the hall and cook delicious meals in the kitchen. Despite her fair, jade-like hands, which seemed like those of a pampered young lady who had never done a day of hard work, she was skilled in everything.

If there were truly immortals in this world, they could be no more than this.

To have encountered such a stunning beauty in this lifetime was indeed a great fortune. Naturally, Yi Feng felt admiration for her, but it was merely pure appreciation and reverence. He dared not entertain any inappropriate thoughts toward his benefactor.

After all, he couldn't remember anything from his past, nor did he know why he had been severely injured and ended up in this small mountain village. Perhaps he had been a great villain in his previous life. Or maybe he had been pursued by evil men to this point. Regardless, since he couldn't even confirm his own past, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts. Even if a hint of affection occasionally arose, he would quietly suppress it in his heart.

Now, he was nothing more than a simpleton with no special talents. Aside from being able to read, write, chop firewood, and fetch water, he knew nothing. If it weren't for teaching, which earned him fruits, grains, and other provisions from the villagers, he would still be relying on Miss Bai's kindness to get by...

After narrowly escaping death and regaining his life, being able to live as an ordinary village teacher in this peaceful mountain village, free from worries, was already enough for Yi Feng. As for his past, he had no power to uncover it. Whether he had been good or bad in his previous life, Yi Feng had already let it go.

Everything was left to fate, and he was content with what he had.

This carefree and natural attitude of his had not gone unnoticed by Miss Bai. Over the past few months, she had come to understand Yi Feng better. Although she still didn't know anything about his past, through their daily interactions, she had observed his words and actions, and she was pleased to find that he had a noble character.

This simpleton, who could teach at the school and also handle menial tasks like chopping firewood and fetching water, never complained no matter the circumstances. He always carried a calm, sunny smile. What was even more remarkable was that he had a grateful heart, always quietly repaying her kindness. Even when dealing with mischievous children, he showed great patience.

Gentle, sunny, and hardworking—all the praises one could think of could be applied to him.

Occasionally, when Miss Bai looked at his handsome face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration, growing more curious about his past. Unfortunately, she had yet to uncover anything.

As the days went by, Miss Bai grew more familiar with Yi Feng. Although he seemed ordinary, occasionally revealing new talents that surprised her, there didn't seem to be anything particularly special about him. However, Miss Bai had come to realize that Yi Feng was a responsible and experienced scholar.

If there were truly good-hearted people in this world, Yi Feng was certainly one of them.

Unfortunately, when one lacks sufficient ability, mere kindness is not enough to protect oneself. In fact, it can even lead to unfair treatment. To uphold justice, one must have the ability to protect oneself.

With this in mind, Miss Bai secretly made a decision.

One day at noon, after the children respectfully bid farewell and headed home, their laughter gradually fading into the distance, Miss Bai stood at the door of the thatched cottage, a faint smile on her lips. Though it was just a slight curve, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Yi Feng, who had been quietly watching her, was momentarily stunned. Even though he had seen her smile many times before, each time he witnessed her radiant expression, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and couldn't suppress a smile of his own.

She was smiling at the children, and Yi Feng was smiling at her.

Perhaps the joy of life was as simple as this.

At this moment, Yi Feng felt a stirring in his heart, wishing he could forever remember this beautiful instant.

Unfortunately, beauty is often fleeting.

Before Yi Feng could take in a few more glances, her clear eyes turned to him with a gentle smile.

"What are you smiling about?" she asked softly, her voice as calm as ever.

Yi Feng's face flushed with embarrassment.

"I... I was just looking at the children. I envy them," he stammered, unable to come up with a proper explanation. Though he tried to hide the panic in his eyes, his feet felt as if they were about to dig a trench into the ground.

Fortunately, Miss Bai didn't press further and simply nodded.

"I see," she said.

Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his awkwardness slightly eased.

As Miss Bai began to walk away, Yi Feng absentmindedly followed, not paying much attention to where they were going. After walking for some time, he realized they had stopped in the bamboo grove behind the village.

Yi Feng looked around in surprise and asked, "Miss Bai, it's lunchtime. Why have we come here?"

Hearing his question, Miss Bai turned to him, her eyes filled with a hint of anticipation.

"I brought you here because there's something I want to do," she replied.

Yi Feng's voice grew nervous. "Wh-what is it?"

Miss Bai's expression suddenly turned serious, her tone becoming more formal, as if she were back in the classroom teaching the children.

"Yi Feng," she began, "to be honest, I am a cultivator. Seeing that you have an excellent character, I wish to teach you the path of cultivation."

Yi Feng's eyes widened in shock. "Miss Bai, you're a cultivator?!"

At that moment, as he gazed at her pristine figure in the flowing white dress, Yi Feng finally understood why she always seemed so unattainable, like someone from another world.

So, she was an immortal.

Although Yi Feng had no memory of his past, he had heard the villagers talk about the existence of cultivators in the outside world—people who could move mountains and fill seas with a wave of their hand. He had always been amazed by such tales...

But he never imagined that a legendary immortal had been right beside him all along.

Suddenly, Yi Feng felt the gap between him and Miss Bai widening infinitely.

Shock, realization, and anxiety swirled in his heart, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Until Miss Bai spoke again.

"Would you like to follow me on the path of cultivation?" she asked.

As soon as the words left her lips, Yi Feng's heart was stirred. Without hesitation, he replied, "I would!"

Even though he didn't know how difficult cultivation would be, or whether someone as ordinary as him could truly step onto the path of immortality, Yi Feng didn't want to miss this opportunity. He longed to catch up to the radiant figure before him.

Miss Bai seemed pleased with his decisiveness. She nodded with a smile and began to guide him.

Soon, Yi Feng started practicing the breathing techniques she had taught him. In less than ten breaths, he had already grasped the method of absorbing spiritual energy!

This display of talent left Miss Bai secretly astonished.

"Even I didn't have such talent back then..." she thought to herself. "His meridians are still blocked, and he's just an ordinary mortal. Yet he was able to comprehend the breathing technique so quickly. Even though he's past the ideal age for cultivation, perhaps he can still step onto the path of immortality..."

"With such talent, how could he have been just a mortal? What kind of past did he have?"

As she quietly observed Yi Feng's focused meditation, Miss Bai was deeply shaken. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with intense curiosity...