Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 221: Chapter 139: An Eternal Dilemma, That Day Will Never Come

Taoist Longshan looked at Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua, who were holding hands, feeling a sense of emotion.

Two people with such different and even opposing identities have come this far; it’s a unique kind of fate. He doesn’t want his disciple to face difficult choices in the future.

Taoist Longshan solemnly asked: "Do you two truly share a deep affection, willing to endure hardships together, and remain united in heart and mind?"

Jiang Baishan turned his head to look at Lin Ruhua tenderly, then respectfully knelt before Taoist Longshan: "Please, Master, bear witness. In this life, I will marry no one but Ruhua!"

Lin Ruhua also knelt down: "Please, True Man, bear witness. In this life, I will marry no one but Baishan!"

The two shared a tacit understanding, their gazes meeting firmly.

Luo Wentian watched with great comfort, as this was the first among his many junior brothers and sisters to find their place. Ever since Lin Ruhua revealed many secrets of the Demon Sect, he knew his fifth junior brother had chosen wisely.

Taoist Longshan stroked his beard and laughed heartily, then jokingly asked Lin Ruhua: "Since that’s the case, why not call this old Taoist ’Master’?"

Lin Ruhua blushed, but her heart was filled with delight and sweetness. She softly called: "Master."

Taoist Longshan laughed even more heartily, deeply comforted.

After the laughter, his expression gradually became serious. "Logically, if you two wish to marry, I should arrange a lively wedding for you. But the present circumstances are special, so everything will be simple now, and will be made up for in the future."

He was very serious, so serious that it made Jiang Baishan nervous.

In the next moment, Taoist Longshan’s words left him completely stunned. "Baishan, Ruhua, from today onward, you must leave the mountain and go. For the next three years, find a secluded place to hide your names and pay no mind to anything beyond."

Jiang Baishan was anxious. "Master, why is this?" "I will not leave; the True Martial Sect is in danger now. How can I leave alone in a time like this? I will not be an unfaithful and unfilial disciple!"

Luo Wentian fell into slight silence, sighing inwardly. He roughly understood his master’s intention.

Taoist Longshan countered: "Let me ask you this: if there comes a day when Ruhua’s mother and your master face off, who would you help? Who would you have Ruhua help?"

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua both turned pale.

The two had overlooked this issue, or perhaps subconsciously avoided it, but now that Taoist Longshan pointed it out bluntly, their hearts were incredibly conflicted. "I... I..."

They hesitated and were in pain.

Jiang Baishan’s eyes were red.

This is an ancient dilemma, both sides are dear, it’s impossible to choose. "If it truly comes to that, I’ll atone with death!" Jiang Baishan’s eyes were determined, he glanced at Lin Ruhua, who also looked tenderly at him. She did not speak, but the meaning was clear in her eyes.

Perhaps, at that critical juncture, dying together is the best choice.

Taoist Longshan sighed inwardly, but scolded: "Nonsense!" "If you two truly love each other, then live well together. Death is the weakest behavior. I taught you to grow, not to have you seek death arbitrarily."

Luo Wentian slowly spoke: "Wu, for you and Ruhua, what Master said is the best choice. You two should hide away for three years; then, when everything is settled, regardless of victory or defeat, it is fate, and you need not have any other thoughts."

Taoist Longshan continued: "Also, don’t feel as if abandoning the battlefield is letting down the sect. You have already made great contributions by bringing Ruhua to inform such crucial intelligence. What comes next doesn’t require you to be caught between." "Moreover, as a mere White Mist Realm, what effect can you have? Having one more of you doesn’t matter, nor does having one less." "Go, this is an order from your master. If unwilling, then from this day onward, consider me no longer your master!"

Taoist Longshan’s tone grew severe.

Jiang Baishan’s eyes reddened, unable to hold back his tears; he buried his head low, prostrating before Taoist Longshan, not daring to refute.

Lin Ruhua’s nose was also acidic.