Rebirth of MC Chpt 102 - 202 (unedited translations)

Chapter 177: Little beggar

Midnight in the Immortal Realm

Two pillars of light descend from the sky, one gold and the other silver, illuminating the entire sky above. Night is abruptly changed to day. This mystical scene shocks many within the realm. Within a few moments of this occurrence, a lot of cultivators are drawn to the site in order to investigate.

Only, the pillars of light disappear as suddenly as it appeared.

The object left behind is rather problematic. As soon as the opaque golden light vanishes, it reveals the Evil Dragon Mountain that everyone in this world is afraid of. For an entire year, it was surrounded by a thick fog of poisonous gases. Vicious beasts group together and wander freely near the mountain's foot. Its danger level was raised from a level 3 risk to a level 1 forbidden area. Anyone who tries to enter the perimeters of the Evil Dragon Mountain alone is undoubtedly seeking death. Naturally, no one is so foolish as to carelessly throw their life away to slake a moment's curiosity. Although they are unwilling, the crowd quickly disperses. As for the place where the silver pillar fell onto, everyone gathered there is met with disappointment.

Just what was that flash of gold and silver light? What will it bring to this world of Immortals? No one knows. Following the disappearance of this mysterious light, the bright sky returns to its dark state and tranquillity settles once more.

The mysterious occurrence of this night is like a pebble thrown into a pond, rippling through the hearts of every cultivator. It broke the long, peaceful quiet, raising small waves on the water's surface. In no time at all, every kind of rumour and speculations pertaining to this event surfaces.

However, as days bleed into months and still nothing strange appears, this matter gradually fades from people's minds, slowly being forgotten.

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Six years later

In a vast expanse of whiteness, a little figure sporting long, dazzling silver hair and adorable, flawless features kneels on the ground, motionless. Clad in a shabby, ash grey, patched attire, their little feet are covered by a pair of worn, straw sandals.

Next to this little person lies another body. Wrapped in black robes and sporting long, black hair, this individual is extremely handsome. Expression serene and eyes closed, the rise and fall of his chest indicates that he is in deep asleep.

"Grandfather is ill, I'm really worried..." A soft, high voice filled with caution rises as the little one holds a one-sided conversation with the sleeping man, the adorable face still chubby with baby fat falling in grief. "Older brother, why do you like to sleep so much? If you wake up, can you bring this little beggar's grandfather to see a doctor? A few days ago, the oldest grandfather in our beggar's den fell ill and disappeared... This little beggar doesn't want grandfather to be sick, or else he will disappear just like that old man..." As he mumbles under his breath, the child crawls up on the sleeping man's chest before he too, eventually drifts off.

The image of a child and an adult nestled together, fast asleep, surrounded by a field of white brings forth untold amounts of warmth and comfort.

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In the month of October, the mid-winter weather is extremely cold.

Recently, in the tranquil village of Lin Wan, something unusual happened. One can hear the bustle of activity everywhere, and from time to time, a few cultivators clad in the disciple robes of the Sixth Major sect can be seen dithering around.

Regarding this sudden change, the young, six-year-old beggar doesn't notice it. This little child is only aware that there seems to be a lot of people on the streets today. Although he huddles in on himself in one corner of a side street, quite a few passersby stop to drop a copper coin into his chipped bowl. Very quickly, the small bowl is filled to the brim, making him beam with joy.