Azure Heaven Saber

Chapter 84: Chapter 72: So Obvious 【Added 3 extra chapters for Silver Alliance Master Zhuo Xue】 Chapter 84: Chapter 72: So Obvious 【Added 3 extra chapters for Silver Alliance Master Zhuo Xue】 Feng Yin got up early the next morning, stepping out of his room leisurely.

Feng Ying was perched atop his head—a clump of snow-white fur smaller than his fist, nestled in his jet-black hair.

At a glance, one might mistake it for a hairstyle.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes a surprise to see. Oh look, the hairstyle is moving.

After staring for a few more moments, one would naturally exclaim, “Wow, it’s such an adorable little fellow!”

Little Feng Ying was droopy from sleepiness, stubbornly clinging to Feng Yin’s hair with its tiny paws, its little body wobbling like a roly-poly toy.

Its laziness was so endearing that it made one want to just gobble it up.

However, upon hearing a few ‘chirping’ sounds, Feng Ying’s languid posture suddenly changed. Its body stiffened, alert and ready.

Its eyes sharply fixed on the front.

The two young hawks were standing in line, waiting for their elder sister’s morning exercise routine.

Feng Ying swiftly leaped down, moving like a streak of white looming over two spinning tops on the ground.

Feng Yin, feeling thoughtful, moved a beach lounge chair under the tree and gracefully laid himself on it. His hands were supporting his head, his eyes lost and aimless as if focused on nothing specific.

He had been thinking all night, so much that his head ached.

He was feeling slightly dispirited.

Seeming to detect Feng Yin’s mood, the Iron Heart Tree slowly, quietly moved its leaves apart, letting the warm sunlight shine on Feng Ying, but skillfully avoided his face to prevent even slightest sunlight from shining on it.

Below his neck, he felt a warm, comforting sensation.

However, his mind was all the more clear and calm.

A shadow cast on his face, with patches of light and dark intertwined, imbuing a subtle, dreamy allure to it.

All along, Feng Yin had been fully aware of who he was.

He possessed an extremely accurate, or rather precise, self-perception.

He knew his personal character well. Although he was mostly cautious, there were times when he could be impulsive and reckless on the spur of the moment. That’s why he had always been cautious and restrained in this aspect.

Another thing was, he who knows oneself, knows one’s own affairs. He was never any sort of genius or some chosen one. As for the idea that all transmigrators must be protagonists, that illusion was painstakingly shattered over those ten years, so much so that even thinking about it was impossible.

“I might be diligent, and I could also give it my all to seize an opportunity. But at my core, I am just an ordinary man. I don’t have a strong will, superior wisdom, extraordinary courage, firm resolution, or immense kindness and righteousness.”

“My character is a touch overbearing in the department of justice, which could easily turn into a radical if not restrained. But at my core, I am genuinely a decent person. The only slight flaw is, I’m a bit on the cheap side.”

All of this clarity about self-perception was crystal clear to Feng Yin.

“I will choose to take a risk, and after taking risks, I will be afraid; sometimes I will be timid, and because of my timidity, I might miss out on some opportunities.”

Whether it was the strengths or weaknesses of his character, Feng Yin was fully aware of them all.

In ten years’ time, he had dissected himself thousands of times over!

Because, in this world, he had no friends, not even a confidant to chat with. People in this world didn’t understand what was in his heart.

Their comprehension didn’t understand his knowledge.

He lived alone in this world while everyone else lived as natives.

He himself was the only exception.

The isolation of being left alone, the loneliness, the helplessness, and the bleakness of the world were things nobody else could understand deeper than him.

His past life, his knowledge, his learning, his experience, his self-understanding—he could only chew and taste each of these over and over again in his own mind, carrying out self-dialogues time and again.

In the depth of his mind, there was a person called Feng Yin, and another person called Feng Xiaoyin.

The two of them often clashed in heated debates, conversing delightfully with each other, so much that even he himself didn’t find it odd at all!

Feng Xiaoyin would frequently comment on Feng Yin, and Feng Yin would also frequently comment on Feng Xiaoyin.

If Feng Yin didn’t understand himself after ten years of this, that would be truly strange.

He felt that not turning into a solitary weirdo was already a blessing in itself, attributing this to his optimistic and cheap disposition.

His self-awareness compared to anyone else in this world, left him extremely confident, as he far surpassed them all.

That’s why he could always predict what would hinder him and avoid any disaster.

For instance, moving from the medical center to Yuezhou City. Most typical protagonists would delay a bit, then face Miao Sensen’s reprisal, going through explosive fights, and escaping with bitter hatred, plotting for future vengeance… This was the most common pattern…

Well, but Feng Yin had no intention of taking such a risk at all.

That’s why he left beforehand, directly avoiding the risk!

He didn’t care about any plot development—all that mattered was preserving his own life. All other factors were trivial.

He had always been a person who minded his manners, prioritized his own safety and survival. He was even willing to be selfish for that. It was a perceptible feeling of being the only one sober in a drunken crowd, ‘everyone else besides me is trash’.

After all, he, Feng Yin, was the only one in this world who had experienced transmigration.

Where did I come from? You wouldn’t dream it, the things that you dream of, in my previous life, even when I was poor, they had already become boring and redundant to me.

I admit that I can’t compete with your cultivation or strength. Yet the pleasures I experienced in my former life, you couldn’t even imagine, let alone experience them in your lifetime.

Not to mention anything else, it would take you, a bunch of country bumpkins thousands of years to invent something as simple as a light bulb. One mobile game could defeat your whole world!

If I produced a TV series, the cheesy special effects would be enough to make your entire continent kneel down, believing that gods had descended!

Am I arrogant because of this?

Yes, I am arrogant.

He once thought he would live this life without having to devote himself sincerely or make sacrifices for anyone in this world.

Just as detached as a spectator of worldly affairs, like leveling up in a game or slaying monsters, either until achieving immortality or until the last day of his life.

I have given up on going back alive anyways!

So he wasn’t particularly interested in understanding this world.

However, after recent events at the medical clinic and getting to know people related to him in Yuezhou City, he suddenly felt that his once calm heart was no longer tranquil.

This reality, this awareness, made him anxious and seemed to betray his past self.

Nevertheless, the emotional impact deeply moved him, as if, in this world, he finally had attachments and responsibilities.

“Ah…”

He pondered for a long time, and then finally murmured.

“Just stick to the motto from my previous life.”

“I won’t be able to satisfy everyone, but I just need to have a clear conscience.”

“Live in accordance with the heart.” Feng Yin chuckled lightly, finally understanding, and his smile brightened up as radiant as the sunshine, “But…this is not about being a coward.”

Suddenly he stood up, feeling enlightened and clear-minded. The question that had troubled him for ten years was suddenly solved in an instant.

“Why bother thinking so much? No matter which world I’m in, if someone treats me well, I’ll naturally treat them well in return! As the saying goes, ‘If one gifts me a peach, I shall repay them with jade.'”
“Mutual respect and kindness should be the norm. Why should I be torn about it? Should I really remain indifferent to people’s kindness and generosity?”

“Such a simple principle!”

He patted little Feng Ying on the head and told it to stay home and play with the child and not to go out.

Feng Yin walked out with confident strides.

Headed straight towards the southern city gate.

Feng Yin felt relaxed, he moved lightly and quickly and soon arrived at the southern city gate.

As usual, the crowd flowed in and out of the city gate.

At the city gate, a squad of Great Qin soldiers was examining the people coming and going.

Standing slightly apart, in the shadows, Wu Tiejun, dressed in clean blue robes, looked sharp-eyed, like a hawk observing all those who entered and exited the city, particularly their slightest expressions, movements, and subconscious reactions.

Despite his upright stance and frosty demeanor; fatigue, and the redness of his eyes betrayed his lack of sleep.

For several days, he had hardly slept at all.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would see a youthful face covered with warm smiles using his miraculous medical skills to treat his brothers. A young voice reverberated, “Swallow this pill, hold onto your life, as long as there is life, there is hope.”

Withdebt dedication and sanctity, the boy said, “Any doctor treating a patient must calm his mind, without desire or request, he must show great compassion and mercy, vowing to relieve the suffering of all creatures…”
Wu Tiejun often saw the youth looking at him earnestly and saying, “I too am a citizen of Great Qin, and I have the blood of Great Qin running through my veins!”

Every time he remembered this, Wu Tiejun would feel a pang in his heart.

“He’s only eighteen or nineteen for heaven’s sake!”

Wu Tiejun had already guessed that Feng Yin was not dead when he saw Miao Sensen, he knew it.

But he still felt bad about it.

Because Feng Yin’s future had changed drastically due to Miao Sensen’s interference.

If Miao Sensen hadn’t interfered, everything would have gone as planned.

“With such youth and divine skills, his future was promising. Given time, he would undoubtedly become a pillar of Heaven’s Clothes or a crucial character in Great Qin! With his miraculous medical skills alone, he could become famous and be a blessing to the world!”

However, after Miao Sensen’s intervention, Feng Yin had become strategically important.

And such a divine doctor, once Miao Sensen noticed him, would either be seized or killed.

There was no doubt about it.

Now, Miao Sensen certainly wanted to seize him; but once he realized he couldn’t, killing was the inevitable next step.