Smoke and Rain in a Fleeting Life

On the night of a funeral vigil, he got drunk and transmigrated to another world. He had planned to keep his head down until he reached the Heavenly Being Realm before venturing into the martial world, but then...

“Senior Sister Yuexia, our master and the others went to support the Taishan Sect. Let’s sneak down the mountain and have some fun!”

“No! Junior Sister Yueyan, if you dare sneak down the mountain, I’ll make sure to tell our master as soon as she gets back.”

“Senior Sister! You’re so pretty, you should smile more. People will like you more! Don’t always be so cold.”

“Martial Uncle! The Huashan Sect has been attacked by the demonic cult. We’ve suffered heavy casualties, and the sect is on the brink of destruction. Please take action and rid us of these demons. Save the sect from disaster!”

“Go back, nephew. I’m devoted to the sword, and the troubles of the outside world have nothing to do with me. Whether it’s the righteous path or the demonic cult, I have no interest in getting involved.”

“Martial Uncle! Please save Huashan! It was Huashan that raised you for decades! How can you be so heartless...”

“Enough! My cultivation is the result of years of my own hard work. What does Huashan have to do with it? Get out!”

“Yun’er, by the time you read this letter, your mother will have followed your father. I had hoped to see you and Xiao Yun marry and have children, but things didn’t go as planned.

You’ve grown up now, so take good care of yourself. I couldn’t bear to let your father face an unknown enemy alone. Your father and I are leaving. Don’t always bully Xiao Yun. You’re a boy, so you’ll have to protect her from now on!”

“Waaah! Let me see the child again. He’s still so little. What if...”

“Yun’er, don’t worry! Maybe things aren’t as bad as we think. We can lure them away, then come back for the child and take him with us...”