Immortal Travel of Longevity

"So that female cultivator from Qingyu Mountain is really that woman?"

Zhao Yuqing asked.

Chen Changsheng nodded. "It's her."

"No wonder."

Zhao Yuqing asked again, "So, how are things now?"

"Nothing much."

Chen Changsheng replied, "I sell my wine, and she cultivates her Dao. How else would things be?"

"Hmm?"

Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine and asked, "Did you expect us to be agonizing over it like before?"

"But I heard you charged into Tianming Pool all by yourself and forcefully rescued her."

Hearing the teasing, Chen Changsheng fired back, "Then why did you save that demonic dragon from its Heavenly Tribulation back then?"

Zhao Yuqing promptly shut his mouth.

"I don't feel like talking to you," he grumbled.

"You think I do?" Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes.

Brushing the topic aside, Chen Changsheng asked, "Why did you come looking for me? Just spit it out."

"I'm bored."

"Bored?"

"Yeah," Zhao Yuqing said. "Farming all the time gets pretty dull."

Chen Changsheng said, "A lot has been happening in the Cultivation World lately. A customer at the tavern was chatting with me earlier and mentioned that the Mysterious Gate recently added a new elder."

"You mean my inner demon."

"So you know about it."

Chen Changsheng said, "He's your inner demon, so you'd better keep a close eye on him. Otherwise, all that karma will fall on your head in the end."

"What do I have to fear?"

Zhao Yuqing said, "I've cleaved the heavens before. What does a little karma amount to?"

Hearing that, Chen Changsheng offered a helpless smile.

It was indeed a thought-provoking point.

Zhao Yuqing truly was an exception among the cultivators of this world.

No wonder he was called a demon.

"But then again, things seem different this time."

"What do you mean?"

"An opportunity."

Zhao Yuqing poured a cup of wine and said, "The world is undergoing massive changes. Whether it's the Mysterious Gate, the recently rising Literary Dao, or the Buddhist Dao flourishing in the Mortal World, their qi destiny is gradually beginning to converge. If someone were to step forward and merge the qi destiny of all three paths, they might truly be able to sever heaven and earth!"

"Is that possible?"

Chen Changsheng set down his wine. If anyone else had said it, he might not have believed them. But coming from Zhao Yuqing, it was highly probable.

"Extremely possible."

Zhao Yuqing looked at him and said, "I dare say that within a thousand years, such a person will definitely emerge!"

"Can you live another thousand years?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Zhao Yuqing smiled helplessly. "I still have my next life."

Chen Changsheng glanced at him and retorted, "You have a next life?"

Zhao Yuqing said, "Why wouldn't I? You make it sound like the Heavenly Dao can stop me."

"And when you are just a child in your next life, will the Heavenly Dao let you off?"

"Won't I have you?"

Chen Changsheng replied, "I'm often not around."

"True..."

Zhao Yuqing thought about it, unable to stop pondering the issue.

Chen Changsheng suggested, "Why not find a disciple or something? It'd be nice to have someone inherit your mantle."

"To be a demon?"

"That's not what I meant."

Snapping back to his senses, Zhao Yuqing added, "But what you said makes some sense. I really should find a disciple."

"Got any candidates?"

"Not yet."

Chen Changsheng said, "Take your time finding one. It's still better than farming."

"I like farming. What's it to a wine seller like you?"

"I sell my wine. How does that get in your way?"

"If I don't farm, where are you going to get grain to brew your wine?"

"You make it sound like you grow all the grain in the world."

"You don't know shit. The Immortal Sects around here scramble to buy the Spirit Rice I grow. Demand outstrips supply, understand?"

"Are you sure they aren't just paying you protection money?"

"..."

The two of them bickered endlessly in the Wine Tavern.

Fueled by the wine, they spouted nonsense. It was hard to tell what they were even talking about as they traded remarks back and forth. Even though they were arguing, they burst into laughter every now and then.

He Qing happened to walk up to the entrance of the Wine Tavern and heard the racket inside.

She recognized Chen Changsheng's voice.

'He actually gets this worked up?'

'Who is he arguing with?'

Overcome with curiosity, He Qing thought for a moment before stepping into the tavern.

Chen Changsheng and Zhao Yuqing turned to look at the newcomer.

Seeing her, Zhao Yuqing froze for a moment. Recovering his wits, he muttered, "There is some resemblance."

"Buying wine?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"Mhm." Aqing nodded.

Chen Changsheng got up to fetch the wine, and He Qing followed him.

She asked curiously, "Are you fighting with that guy?"

"No, just chatting." Chen Changsheng asked, "You're curious?"

"No, just asking. Is he your friend?"

"Zhao Yuqing. Do you know him?"

"How would I know him?"

"Ask your mother later. She should know."

"Why would my mother know?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuqing's mouth twitched. "Chen, what are you spouting?" he hollered. "You're making it sound like her mother and I have some scandalous history."

"You only have yourself to blame. You haven't shown your face much these past years, so none of these juniors know your notorious reputation."

"And how much better is your reputation?"

He Qing watched the two start bickering again and couldn't help but shake her head.

She truly couldn't make sense of it.

Were these two really friends?

She didn't care to ask any more questions. Taking her wine and handing over the money, she returned to the mountain.

Later, while casually chatting with her mother, she remembered the incident and asked in passing, "Mother, who is Zhao Yuqing?"

He Yulu froze at the name. "Where did you hear that?"

"Nowhere in particular. I just overheard it and got curious."

"Speaking of Zhao Yuqing..."

He Qing learned all about Zhao Yuqing from her mother.

She was momentarily stunned. "He... he's a demon!"

He Yulu nodded and said, "Back then, Qinyue Palace was considered quite a renowned Immortal Mountain in this world, but he destroyed it with a single strike of his sword."

He Qing pursed her lips, raising her eyebrows slightly as she muttered, "Why didn't he seem like one..."

"What?"

"Nothing..."

She was merely curious.

The next time she went down the mountain to buy wine, He Qing brought the matter up.

Chen Changsheng evaluated Zhao Yuqing simply: "Just treat him as if he has a screw loose."

He Qing blinked. "Is it really okay for you to talk about him like that? What if he gets upset and cuts you down? My mother told me this guy is truly dreadful—the type who kills without batting an eye. Someone once badmouthed him behind his back, and he chased them for a thousand miles just to kill them."

Chen Changsheng said, "Those are just rumors."

"So, did it happen or not?"

"I think it probably did."

Chen Changsheng added, "But he's much better now. At least he doesn't kill people casually anymore."

"Huh?"

"Yeah. Right now, he's off farming in some valley."

"Farming... farming what?"

"Working the fields. Rice. Grain."

"I don't get it."

He Qing cast a glance at Chen Changsheng and said, "Is it that seniors like you just enjoy finding boring things to do?"

Chen Changsheng froze for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

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