What does it mean that they all lived with lifelong regrets?

Time flies.

In the simulation, Lin Wuhua led Xie Jiexue on the road.

This period of time is not short.

The path to the Supreme Sword Sect is not very close to Xie Jiexue's home.

The journey is long, requiring crossing several mountains, a large river, and passing through more than ten cities to reach the destination.

Lin Wuhua estimated that, taking into account the weather, road conditions, and Xie Jiexue's physical condition, it would be more than a month before it was too late.

Therefore, Lin Wuhua couldn't rush things.

He simply stopped being in a hurry.

They traveled leisurely with Xie Jiexue, stopping and starting as they went.

They looked like two tourists, not two students going to school.

As he walked, he treated Xie Jiexue's body.

Fortunately, Xie Jiexue's physical condition was not bad, and he had no underlying diseases or hidden injuries, plus he was young.

After he provided her with proper nutrition and rest, her health improved in just over ten days.

Her complexion began to turn rosy, and her elegant temperament gradually came to the fore.

One particular point.

Xie Jiexue's feet are no longer cold.

In the hotel, Xie Jiexue's toes curled uncomfortably.

Lin Wuhua was massaging her feet.

"Your feet are well-maintained, aren't they?" He massaged the acupoints on Xie Jiexue's feet. "They even smell nice."

Xie Jiexue blushed and avoided looking at him.

No matter how good Lin Wuhua was to her, she couldn't hold back her words.

For some reason, Lin Wuhua was no longer slender at this time.

Suddenly, Xie Jiexue kicked Lin Wuhua's hand away.

She clutched her foot, held her breath, and glared at him.

"Don't... tickle me."

......

Regardless of how abstract Lin Wuhua's words were, Xie Jiexue's health improved.

Building on this foundation, Lin Wuhua began to do something else.

"Come, intercept the snow,"

One day, in a city hotel, Xie Jiexue was tidying up the books Lin Wuhua was carrying when he called out to her.

"Can you read?"

Xie Jiexue shook her head, but showed no sign of fear.

She was certain that Lin Wuhua had no intention of harming her and would not ridicule her for it.

"If you don't know how, I'll teach you to read. You need to learn to read."

"My master told me that I could be dissolute, but I had to study—no matter how talented I was."

"While it is true that physical demonstration is better than verbal instruction in any sword technique, this is because the founder did not include many details when writing the sword manual. It does not mean that you do not need to be literate."

"Moreover, in addition to these, cultivating the ability to learn is itself very important."

Lin Wuhua pulled Xie Jiexue to sit down at the table.

She sat with her back straight; he stood with his back bent.

"Give it a try. It's okay if you don't know how; the important thing is that we're doing it."

His hand was on the book.

Xie Jiexue stared at his fingertips.

"Mmm," she said.

......

Lin Wuhua was not bored on the journey.

He has his own things to do.

One very important aspect is sword practice.

Xie Jiexue had seen Lin Wuhua's sword before.

His sword wasn't very long; it could even be considered a ceremonial sword rather than a longsword.

But it is by no means ordinary.

The scabbard is covered with intricate patterns, and the hilt has two characters that Xie Jie cannot recognize.

"These two characters are the ancient term 'Supreme,' and they are my master's keepsake. If you take them to the Supreme Sword Sect, even if your aptitude is too low, you can at least enter the outer sect."

"Furthermore, the Sword Sect will assign these people some light work as appropriate."

"So, Jie Xue, don't worry, you'll definitely get in."

"and......"

Lin Wuhua drew his sword.

A faint blue aura rose from the sword, giving it a cold, hard blue light.

The sword was swung out.

Leaves fell one by one, each one splitting in two.

"My talent far surpasses that of my teacher."

......

In addition to that, there's reading.

Lin Wuhua didn't only touch books when teaching Xie Jiexue.

After he finished teaching Xie Jiexue to read, he would assign Xie Jiexue tasks.

For example, word formation, sentence construction, reading comprehension, and other activities.

As for how Xie Jiexue accomplished it, he didn't interfere much.

While Xie Jiexue frowned and pondered the questions, Lin Wuhua would also write and draw on the book.

Xie Jiexue would occasionally go to look out of curiosity.

Lin Wuhua did not stop him.

There were some neat drawings, as well as messy handwriting and a lot of miscellaneous notes.

"I'm dismantling the sword manuals," Lin Wuhua said. "Besides the training methods that can only be passed down orally, my master left me quite a few basic sword manuals."

"I'm thinking about taking a single movement from the sword manual and figuring out what use that movement is."

Xie Jiexue was quite surprised, but occasionally asked questions.

"What if the founders hadn't thought this way?"

"Not really," Lin Wuhua said. "The key is my thought process."

"What this book doesn't mention, that book will; what that book isn't comprehensive, this book has."

"Discard the bad and keep the good, it's that simple."

"But none of these are complete. Only the Sword Sect possesses a truly comprehensive sword technique."

"So I went to the Sword Sect," Lin Wuhua raised his head and looked up at the birds flying in the sky.

"I just want to see if I can get something different from what my master has."

......

Mental hospital.

Lin Wuhua picked up the newspaper.

The specific steps are very clear.

Some people want him dead, but because of his suspected identity as a reincarnator, they cannot kill him, or even torture him, and they cannot reveal it.

This is a hard and fast rule for all surveillance agencies, and even experimental institutions of this kind.

The primary objective is control, followed by discipline, with research being the least important, while punishment is not considered.

Because among those suspected of being reincarnated, there may actually be reincarnated individuals, or future extraordinary beings.

Doing things too drastically or too harshly is simply creating enemies for yourself, and it doesn't sound good to others.

The neighboring country of Wano serves as a cautionary tale—it is plagued by rampant demons, an overly powerful government, and an excessively oppressive social order.

Therefore, Lin Wuhua is currently safe.

But there is a big problem – he must conceal his anomaly to buy time for the simulator to develop.

In the library, Lin Wuhua looked at the newspaper.

The above is a news article about a call for swordsmanship research, and it seems that the country is currently promoting swordsmanship as a supernatural art.

In that case...

Lin Wuhua closed his eyes.

Although the sword techniques in the simulator were mostly blurred, they were still in his mind.

Lin Wuhua opened her eyes.

Before me are some sword manuals from the library, unique to this hospital.

The Reincarnators are suspected to be extraordinary reserve personnel, so the state encourages them to acquire power.

Lin Wuhua picked up his pen and began to deduce the sword manual—just like he did in the simulator.

Firstly, it can provide assistance to him in the simulator.

The headband seems to actually enhance thinking speed; the sword manual in reality is much clearer.

Secondly, he needs a reason to explain why he isn't going crazy.

Consuming the brain's computational power is a good option.

He glanced at the camera almost imperceptibly, then began to write furiously.