We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Xiao Mo personally wrote a letter, sending news of his father’s passing to the Qin Kingdom’s imperial palace via flying sword transmission.

Upon seeing the news of Xiao Shi’s death, the Qin Kingdom’s ruler, Qin Shengtian, sat alone in his study for a very long time.

Soon, news of Northern Pacification Prince Xiao Shi’s passing spread throughout the entire Qin Kingdom’s court, then rapidly spread across the realm.

Everyone also learned that when Xiao Shi died, he had passed the position of Northern Pacification Prince to Xiao Mo.

The Northern Frontier’ fifty-seven generals, four hundred thousand Snow-Treading Dragon Cavalry, and one million two hundred thousand Northern Frontier infantry all pledged their loyalty to Xiao Mo.

Combined with Xiao Mo’s previous fiefdom and the fiefdoms of the various Northern Frontier generals, the Northern Frontier’ three provinces and Wei region were now entirely under Xiao Mo’s control.

Xiao Mo could establish his own nation at any time yet everyone unanimously believed that Xiao Mo would not rebel.

The Qin Kingdom’s ruler also quickly issued an edict, Xiao Mo would inherit his father’s hereditary position without reduction. His title would remain the Frost Prince, but he was appointed as the Northern Pacification Grand General, succeeding his father’s original position to manage the Northern Frontier’ three provinces and the Northern Frontier army.

Regarding Xiao Mo becoming the new Northern Pacification Prince, no one had any objections.

Everyone felt this was entirely natural.

Of course, they also wouldn’t dare have objections.

After all, aside from Xiao Mo, the Northern Frontier army wouldn’t acknowledge anyone else.

“I came from the battlefield, so I should die on the battlefield. Keep my funeral simple.”

Following Xiao Shi’s wishes, Xiao Mo held a funeral for Xiao Shi in the Northern Frontier.

The attendees were all Northern Frontier soldiers and officials from the various cities of the Northern Frontier’ three provinces.

The funeral had none of those sycophantic court figures.

Xiao Mo also didn’t bring his mother or Siyao to the imperial capital.

The reason was simple.

In Xiao Shi’s final words, he said he didn’t want women with red eyes acting all timid and hesitant at his funeral.

Actually, Xiao Mo knew his father simply felt that women cried easily, but he disliked having people shed tears at his funeral. However, Xiao Mo did send a letter to his eldest brother, Xiao Yichuan but the reply Xiao Mo received was written by the sect master of Tao Mountain Sect.

The Tao Mountain Sect’s sect master stated that Xiao Yichuan was currently in closed-door cultivation attempting to break through to Nascent Soul and couldn’t attend the funeral. He asked Xiao Mo to forgive this transgression.

Regarding this, Xiao Mo could understand.

Breaking through to Nascent Soul was extremely dangerous and couldn’t tolerate any mistakes. If eldest brother learned of father’s death at this time, it would greatly impact his Dao heart. At best, his great Dao would be damaged, at worst, he would perish body and soul.

Still, Xiao Mo sighed.

When eldest brother emerged from seclusion, who knew how many years it would be. What kind of feelings would eldest brother have when he learned of father’s death then?

After Xiao Shi was buried.

Xiao Mo raised a wine jar and poured Sangluo wine before his father’s tombstone.

Behind Xiao Mo, a total of one million six hundred thousand Northern Frontier troops similarly poured out the Sangluo wine in their hands and stood solemnly.

On the eighth day of the funeral, Xiao Mo finished observing filial mourning and formally took over all of the Northern Frontier’ organizations.

Because Xiao Shi had made all preparations for the transition before his death, eliminating uncertain factors from various organizations and clearing obstacles for Xiao Mo.

So these organizations cooperated well with Xiao Mo.

After the Qi Kingdom and Zhao Kingdom learned of the Northern Pacification Prince’s death, they felt this was a good opportunity, believing the Northern Frontier army might fall into brief chaos. They wanted to take advantage and counterattack, recapturing the cities they had lost but Xiahou Nan, Li Jing, Zhao Guang, and the others had already anticipated this.

Not only did the Qi and Zhao kingdoms fail to recapture a single city, they were even ambushed by Xiahou Nan, Li Jing, and the others. The Qi and Zhao armies suffered devastating losses.

For a time, the Qi and Zhao kingdoms became temporarily subdued again.

After Xiao Mo returned to the Qin Kingdom’s imperial capital, many people wanted to go to the Frost Prince’s Manor to console Xiao Mo and express their concern. However, Xiao Mo didn’t see a single court official or accept a single gift.

Upon learning that Xiao Mo had returned to the imperial capital, Qin Siyao hurried back to the Frost Prince’s Manor.

In Qin Siyao’s view, this was Xiao Mo’s biological father’s death. She was very worried about Xiao Mo’s state. However, Xiao Mo only smiled and gently tapped her head, saying, “I’m fine.”

But Qin Siyao knew Xiao Mo wasn’t truly fine.

Although Xiao Mo hadn’t interacted much with his father, no matter what, Xiao Shi was ultimately his father.

When a father passed away, how could their child possibly be fine?

This could be seen from how Xiao Mo had been spacing out in the courtyard these past days but Qin Siyao didn’t know what she should do. Still, every day after caring for her mother and helping her drink her medicine, Qin Siyao would run from the palace to the Frost Prince’s Manor to stay by Xiao Mo’s side.

At mealtimes, Qin Siyao would cook food and prepare dishes for Xiao Mo.

In the afternoon, Qin Siyao would also brew tea for Xiao Mo and make some pastries.

If Xiao Mo was spacing out in the courtyard, then Qin Siyao would sit beside Xiao Mo and space out together with him.

“Aren’t you tired from running back and forth between the palace and the Frost Prince’s Manor every day?” Xiao Mo asked the young woman beside him with a smile.

“Not at all.” Qin Siyao shook her head. “You and Mother are the people I care about most. How could caring for the people I care about most be tiring? Besides, I’m your fiancée. I’m going to accompany you for the rest of your life.”

Looking at the woman beside him, Xiao Mo felt a slight stirring in his heart. He slowly extended his arm, pulled her into his embrace, and gently stroked her hair.

Qin Siyao loved being held by Xiao Mo. She pressed against him, as if wanting to meld her soft body into Xiao Mo’s very bones. Her fair, tender cheek nuzzled against Xiao Mo’s chest.

Xiao Mo calmly looked at the flowers, grass, and trees in the courtyard, while Qin Siyao quietly listened to his heartbeat.

After a while, Qin Siyao raised her delicate face and blinked at Xiao Mo, “Xiao Mo, I think I said something wrong.”

“What did you say wrong?” Xiao Mo asked.

“Didn’t I just say I’d accompany you for the rest of your life? But I realized, accompanying you for one lifetime doesn’t seem enough. Both Daoism and Buddhism have theories of reincarnation. We have many, many more lifetimes.” Qin Siyao’s eyes blinked as she spoke seriously.

“So?” Xiao Mo hooked his finger under Qin Siyao’s pert, elegant nose.

“So, in the future, with each of your reincarnations, I’ll find you. I’ll keep staying with you until you get sick of me.” Qin Siyao leaned against Xiao Mo’s shoulder, speaking with a serious expression.

“I won’t get sick of you. However, reincarnation and rebirth aren’t such simple matters.”

The corners of Xiao Mo’s lips curved up slightly as he joked.

“I’ve heard that to reincarnate, one must cross the Bridge of Forgetfulness and drink Meng Po’s soup. After drinking it, you forget this life and past lives. What if I forget you?”

“It’s fine.”

Qin Siyao pressed against Xiao Mo’s chest, speaking with complete confidence.

“It doesn’t matter if you forget me. Because I’ll always remember you. Even if I drink Meng Po’s soup. I’ll still remember you. Then, I’ll find you. And finally, I’ll make you fall in love with me again. No matter how many lifetimes. No matter how many times.”