You're absolutely right! My apologies for the oversight. I've corrected the names in the translation below to reflect Qin Anwu as the one with the inner monologue. Thank you for catching that!
On the main road, Qin Anwu ran in front with the sword blank on his back, while Qin Anwu rode her horse behind him. Neither of them spoke.
Qin Anwu was silent because it was her first time seeing her young master cultivate in such a way, and she felt the arduousness of cultivation, which pained her heart.
Qin Anwu was silent because he was making a self-decision in his mind.
Qin Anwu's Inner Monologue
"To think that I, the dignified Immortal Emperor without self, would fall into the shackles of a clumsy body is truly heaven's way of tempering me. However, for ordinary people, a clumsy body means waiting for death, but for me, it can still be cultivated."
"I never imagined that in this barren spirit-bridge plane, you, a fifth-level Qi Cultivator, could cultivate such powerful soul force, capable of instantly affecting my Immortal Emperor's consciousness."
"I have to say, your powerful soul force has helped you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have fulfilled some wishes and found some information so quickly."
"But you must remember, we are now one entity. It's only because I am using your body that I indulge you. It's not that this Immortal Emperor cannot suppress or annihilate you. Don't think you can always influence me."
"The reason I'm not looking for them now is because my current realm is too low. Shopkeeper Wang said that the Qin Residence incident involved a Qi Refining Realm expert. Although I can kill him with my past understanding of cultivation, your realm is what it is. After killing him, we would only face slaughter."
"My old ancestor said that safety is paramount in all matters. Therefore, if there's no risk, try to avoid it. Good things don't come in a hurry; impatience won't get you hot tofu."
"What needs to be done now is to raise our realm and increase our strength, not seek revenge with a burst of anger. If I were also captured or died, this revenge would be impossible... Don't rely on your younger brother."
"You don't know which mighty cultivator you offended in your past life, or how much evil you committed, to actually be born with a naturally clumsy body."
"Even in the Immortal Realm, a clumsy body is considered the most useless. Martial arts cultivation is extremely difficult, and one's lifespan is only half that of others."
"If this Immortal Emperor hadn't happened to know that a clumsy body once achieved godhood, and knew all the key points of his cultivation, this Immortal Emperor's life would truly be ruined. Although it's very difficult, I still want to give it a try."
"It's just a pity that this Immortal Emperor's previous life mastered top-tier sword techniques, which will be useless from now on. I can only start over, and this truly pains me to the core."
"Others' body possession is a smooth journey, ultimately reaching an unprecedented height. But for me, the entire path has to change."
"You value family and a few friends. You appear honest but are stubborn inside. This is completely different from my personality."
"I, the Immortal Emperor without self, don't value familial affection much; I value closeness... Now that has also changed, because I was betrayed by so-called friends during my tribulation, leading to this outcome, arriving in this low-level plane I've never even heard of."
"I am handsome, dashing, and well-read. You are honest and simple, only knowing how to cultivate. We are completely mismatched."
"Don't be unconvinced; that's just the reality. But rest assured, I will definitely fulfill what I promised you before."
"If your parents are still alive, I will rescue them. If they are dead, I will avenge them."
"I will strive to bring your family to a higher plane, including your arrogant younger brother... if he listens to advice."
"..."
Qin Anwu ran with such focus, astonishing those coming from the front and drawing ridicule from those behind. Why? Because Qin Anwu was still running. Qin Anwu was riding a horse behind him, traveling at a speed of about 300 miles per hour. Although the horse was of ordinary quality, it could still maintain this speed. When they encountered dangerous terrain, Qin Anwu would carefully slow down. This pace had been maintained for almost two hours, from the city all the way here, covering hundreds of miles.
Qin You was silent because it was her first time seeing her young master cultivate like this, and she felt the arduousness of cultivation, which pained her heart.
Qin Anwu was silent because he was making a self-decision in his mind. He had gone through all the memories of the former Qin Anwu and selected some information, all of which had been verified by his Immortal Emperor's intuition, so there was no falsehood.
It was about one and a half hours later. The two had not rested at all. Qin You couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, let's take a break. This servant is a bit tired."
"No need," he waved her off. He noticed that the horse was still moving fast, completely ignoring Qin You's exhaustion. "Don't you see how powerful your young master is? You can't even keep up with me." He knew she was tired because her face was pale, and she was clearly trying to preserve her strength.
"Young Master, why are we going in this direction? There are bandits in Mang Mountain, aren't there?" Qin Anwu asked anxiously.
He replied, "They're just a bunch of low-level bandits. They're nothing to be afraid of. You just follow me, don't talk too much." He waved his hand again. "There's nothing else to say. Just follow me."
She was speechless but still followed him. Her trust in her young master was absolute. He carried the sword blank on his back, and she followed him on horseback. As they rode, two figures quickly flew from behind them.
At a crossroads, two big men with broadswords suddenly rushed towards Qin Anwu. One was on his left, the other on his right. Their broadswords were aimed at him. They were moving so fast that they completely blocked his path, giving him no room to maneuver.
Qin Anwu threw the sword blank he was holding in his hand towards them. He shouted, "Ah!"
Swish... Crack...
A series of sounds rang out. The sword blank was broken into several pieces, and two heads flew into the air, falling to the ground like gourds. Their bodies ran forward for a short distance before collapsing onto the ground and dying.
"Who are you?!" a voice roared in panic. A Ninth Realm expert appeared, staring at the fallen bodies.
Qin Anwu turned around, his face instantly pale. He immediately began to run again, exerting a huge burst of spiritual power. The continuous burst of spiritual energy made him feel extremely depleted. "The realm is still too low. I must raise it quickly! This is only the Ninth Realm. I'm coming! I'm coming! I must practice even more diligently!" he thought.
He took a deep breath, slowly adjusted his breathing, and then continued to run with the sword blank on his back. "Speak! Who sent you?!" he roared again.
Qin Anwu thought about how he had chosen this path. He wasn't riding a horse, but running. He felt that running this way was too exhausting, but he also remembered that this path was where the Ninth Realm powerhouse would appear. He wanted to use this opportunity to practice and break through. So, he just urged his horse forward with a "Giddy up!"
The Ninth Realm expert on the horse quickly chased after him. Qin Anwu kept running, maintaining his distance from the Ninth Realm expert. The Ninth Realm expert on horseback couldn't keep up with him. He used his speed to run into the mountains and then disappeared.
The evening light enveloped the mountains. Within the mountains, there were many ordinary people who were considered to have ordinary talents, but they were extraordinary in this low-level world. They all had potential. They were not easily provoked. Most of them were from the Qi Cultivation Realm, which meant they could cultivate and use spiritual energy. This was not the same as ordinary warriors.
Seeing this, Qin Anwu also shook his head slightly. "Young Master, what should we do now?" Qin Anwu asked with a pale face, looking worried.
Qin Anwu took a deep breath. "There's a small path ahead. We'll go there."
"Young Master, is that the path where the Mang Mountain bandits are?" Qin Anwu asked.
"Yes," he replied. "Do you like it?"
He was silent.