Chapter 159: What Do You Think of That Girl?
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“Speak. What is it?”
The sect master had clearly learned his lesson this time.
The moment he sensed a trace of spiritual energy that didn’t belong to Fuyun Peak and realized someone had intruded.
He immediately withdrew the wine cup in his hand and the wine pot on the table.
“Let her tell you herself.”
Xinlian raised her hand and pointed at the person in her arms, her tone casual.
And Lin Muyu, who was held in her embrace, was currently so embarrassed her scalp was tingling, wishing she could dig a hole in the ground with her toes and crawl into it right then and there.
This was already the second time Xinlian had pulled her into her arms without saying a word, and even the position was exactly the same.
Lin Muyu let out a soft sigh, her eyes full of helplessness, but she could only go along with Xinlian’s intentions and find a comfortable position to lie in.
“It’s like this…”
She took a deep breath and slowly recounted what happened yesterday, but didn’t mention what happened between her and Xinlian.
“I see.”
After listening, Immortal Fuyun lightly tapped his fingertip.
A pale cyan spiritual energy condensed in the air into a spirit crane spreading its wings.
Then, he raised his hand to write in the air, the spiritual energy transforming into characters that gradually formed a letter, which landed steadily in the spirit crane’s talons.
“Take this to the Elders.”
He instructed softly, and the spirit crane cried out once before flying its wings down the mountain.
“That’s… that’s all?”
Lin Muyu blinked, staring blankly at Immortal Fuyun.
She had thought this matter was very serious, but unexpectedly it was resolved so easily.
“Naturally it’s not that simple.”
Immortal Fuyun smiled and shook his head, though his tone remained gentle.
“It’s just that with the Elders watching over this matter, that’s enough. I don’t need to take action personally. But speaking of which, you reported this in time and can be considered to have rendered merit. Martial niece, what reward would you like?”
As he spoke, his gaze drifted somewhat meaningfully toward the person behind Lin Muyu.
Xinlian, holding Lin Muyu, was still yawning, her long lashes lowered, hiding the emotion in her eyes, as if everything before her had nothing to do with her.
“A reward? There’s actually a reward?”
Lin Muyu’s eyes instantly lit up, all her previous restraint swept away, her tone full of delight.
“Naturally.”
Immortal Fuyun pulled out a brocade box from his storage ring and gently opened it.
“Since martial niece has a supreme-grade Wood Spirit Root, I happen to have a treasure here that seems specially prepared for you. I wonder if martial niece would like it?”
“Yes! Thank you, martial uncle!”
Lin Muyu agreed without even thinking, her eyes smiling like crescents.
Only a fool would refuse something this good!
“Inside is a seed from the Eternal Longevity Sacred Tree.”
Immortal Fuyun handed over the brocade box, his voice lowering somewhat.
“I’ve heard this tree seed is extremely picky and must be nurtured simultaneously with the spiritual sense and spiritual energy of a cultivator with a supreme-grade Wood Spirit Root to germinate. Once it bears fruit, it can even extend a cultivator’s lifespan.”
Lin Muyu received the brocade box, and the moment her fingertips touched the light brown seed that looked completely ordinary.
She immediately used Insight, and lines of text appeared:
【Eternal Longevity Sacred Tree】
【Time to Mature and Bear Fruit: 1,000 years】
【Lifespan: Theoretically, as long as wood spiritual energy continues, lifespan is infinite】
【Xiaotao’s Evaluation: If used in combination with Master’s Art of Longevity, can achieve the function of storing spiritual energy as lifespan. Recommend priority acquisition】
Wait, when did Xiaotao’s evaluation appear?
Lin Muyu was stunned for a moment, then an irrepressible joy surged in her heart.
For ordinary cultivators, spending 1,000 years to raise a tree was indeed too impractical. Moreover, it was unknown how much the fruit could extend one’s lifespan. If it was only a year or two, it would be but a drop in the bucket for someone whose lifespan was running out.
But she was different, she had the Art of Longevity!
Before, she had been worried that the Art of Longevity didn’t have a suitable vessel and couldn’t be cultivated. Now wasn’t this just the pillow arriving right when she felt sleepy?
“Thank you, martial uncle!”
Lin Muyu carefully stored the seed in her own space and instructed Xiaotao in her heart.
“You must keep it safe, don’t lose it.”
“Alright, martial niece can go back first.”
Immortal Fuyun waved his hand, his gaze turning toward Xinlian.
“I still have something to say to junior sister.”
“Yes, martial uncle.”
Lin Muyu nodded, turned around, and gently shook Xinlian’s hand, signaling her to let go.
“Ah!”
But just as she moved, a slight pain suddenly came from her waist, Xinlian had lightly pinched her side.
Lin Muyu couldn’t help but cry out. She turned back to glare at Xinlian, but saw the other party release her hand with a face full of innocence.
Lin Muyu was both angry and helpless. Without saying more, she summoned her Crystal Sword, stepped on the sword and flew down the mountain, quickly becoming a small dot in the distance.
At this moment, only Xinlian and Immortal Fuyun remained on Fuyun Peak.
“Junior sister, it’s been thousands of years, hasn’t it?”
Immortal Fuyun took out a wine pot from his storage ring, poured a cup of clear wine, and placed it on the stone table. This time, he surprisingly didn’t guard against Xinlian stealing his wine as usual.
And Xinlian indeed didn’t touch his wine pot, only slowly taking out her own wine gourd, pulling out the stopper, tilting her head back to take a sip. The wine liquid slid down from the corner of her mouth, soaking her collar.
“What, want to chat about old times?”
She put down the wine gourd, her tone flat.
But Immortal Fuyun shook his head, smiling as he swirled his wine cup.
“Not about old times, but about your matter.”
Xinlian’s movements paused. She slowly put away her wine gourd, her eyes that had carried a trace of laziness instantly becoming sharp, both eyes staring intently at Immortal Fuyun.
“My matter? What matter?”
“You’re not young anymore.”
Immortal Fuyun put down his wine cup, his tone becoming more sincere.
“All these years you’ve been alone. Your senior brother has also been concerned about your life…”
The more Xinlian listened, the more her brows furrowed. Before he could finish, she interrupted.
“What exactly do you mean?!”
Immortal Fuyun stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point.
“I wanted to ask, that girl, what do you think of her?”
“You…” Xinlian was suddenly stunned, her eyes full of shock.
Just a moment ago she was still pondering why, when her lifespan was nearly exhausted, her senior brother suddenly thought to arrange a match for her?
She didn’t expect he was asking about Lin Muyu.
“How is this so…”
“By the way.”
Immortal Fuyun changed the subject, his brows raising slightly with a smile.
“Your lifespan, it’s increased by 2 years, hasn’t it?”
“This was just an accident, I didn’t mean anything by it!”
Hearing this, Xinlian’s expression instantly changed, her voice rising somewhat. Throwing down this sentence, her figure flashed and she disappeared into the clouds and mist of Fuyun Peak, leaving only a faint wine fragrance.
Immortal Fuyun watched the direction she disappeared in, smiling and shaking his head.
Then he raised his hand and waved it in the air. A massive divination diagram suddenly appeared out of nowhere, the symbols on the diagram flashing with golden light, slowly rotating.
No one knew that this sect master who seemed to only excel at handling affairs was actually most skilled at divination.
The movements of the demonic clan around Qinglan Sect had never escaped his surveillance.
And the reason he tacitly permitted those members of the demonic clan to operate near the sect was actually to seek out a thread of hope for Xinlian.
Now, that thread of hope had finally been obtained.
He only hoped that Xinlian could properly grasp this opportunity.
After all… that girl named Lin Muyu seemed to have somewhat excessive romantic fortune?