Immortal Travel of Longevity

Chen Lingyun still brooded over Chen Changsheng's sudden departure back then.

Chen Changsheng found it hard to explain himself now. He could only keep her company and let her vent however she pleased.

Chen Lingyun took a sip of wine. "We agreed to travel the world together. But you? You just turned around and vanished."

Chen Changsheng said, "Something genuinely came up."

"What came up? Tell me!"

Chen Lingyun asked, "Did I delay you from going to save the female cultivator of Qingyu Mountain?"

Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly. "That happened later on."

Angry, Chen Lingyun vented at length.

After scolding him for ages without getting a reaction, she simply gave up. She let out a sigh and fell silent.

"Mm," Chen Lingyun replied, her tone icy.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng nodded. "Let's drink."

Chen Lingyun drank, downing cup after cup.

She ignored the food, focusing entirely on the wine.

She looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Chen Changsheng, I really like you."

Chen Changsheng froze at these words.

He said, "You were just scolding me mercilessly a moment ago. Why the sudden change of tune?"

"I am not joking."

Chen Lingyun lowered her head. "You know what I am like. I have always spoken my mind. Back then, I really wanted to be with you, but you were as dense as a block of wood. You still are. Why do you think I scolded you so much just now? Could you really not hear it?"

As her voice faded, a sudden silence fell over the Wine Tavern.

Chen Lingyun waited for Chen Changsheng's reply.

But a moment later, Chen Changsheng gave only a single reply: "I could not."

Chen Lingyun stared blankly, then instantly stood up and kicked her stool over.

"Crash..."

The stool shattered into two pieces. Chen Changsheng remained seated at the table, making no move to chase after her.

Chen Lingyun walked to the doorway and glanced back.

Chen Changsheng still showed no intention of asking her to stay.

Heartbroken, she turned away for good, walked out the door, mounted her donkey, and left.

She could not help but wipe away her tears, feeling deeply that this entire journey had been completely worthless.

Passing by, Zhao Yuqing tilted his head to glance at her.

Filled with anger, Chen Lingyun snapped, "What are you looking at?!"

Looking puzzled, Zhao Yuqing studied the woman, then the Wine Tavern. After a moment of thought, he decided not to lose his temper.

He would consider it giving Chen Changsheng face. Otherwise, a person like her would have died hundreds of times over by his hand.

Zhao Yuqing shook his head. Entering the Wine Tavern, he found Chen Changsheng sitting blankly at a table, drinking wine beside a shattered stool.

"Who was that woman just now?"

Zhao Yuqing asked.

"An old friend," Chen Changsheng replied.

"She cursed at me."

"Bear with it."

"I spared her this once on your account."

Zhao Yuqing sat down. "Another romantic debt? How is it that wherever you go, you manage to deceive a few young girls?"

"What kind of nonsense is that?"

Chen Changsheng said, "In several hundred years, has This Chen never met anyone? Do you think I actually wanted this?"

Zhao Yuqing could not be bothered to argue. He merely said, "I saw that woman crying pretty hard. What did you say to her?"

"If you are so idle, go tend your fields. Why do you have so much to say?"

"Hah, just curious."

Zhao Yuqing said, "Later, I'll tell that girl He Qing about this and see if she gets jealous."

Chen Changsheng shot him a cold glare. "Why are the things you say getting more and more brainless?"

Zhao Yuqing spread his hands. He was just looking for a bit of amusement, nothing more.

He reached out, picked up the wine pot, and poured a mouthful down his throat.

The taste of this wine was acceptable.

It suited his tastes quite well.

Zhao Yuqing let out a breath and said, "The qi destiny of the Literary Dao Lineage is growing ever deeper."

He suddenly shifted to serious matters.

This took Chen Changsheng somewhat by surprise. "It has only been a few years, hasn't it?"

"Indeed."

Zhao Yuqing said, "It has only been a few years, yet more and more people are entering the Literary Dao. With the popularization of the Confucian School's ritual studies, scholars all over the world have found their direction. Reading is no longer a futile effort. For some, an opportunity with such a low threshold is something they could only dream of."

He exhaled and added, "It goes to show that educating the people is indeed a viable path."

Chen Changsheng asked, "You certainly pay a lot of attention to this."

"That inner demon of mine is making too many moves. I have no choice but to pay attention."

"How so?"

"He is quite impressive. On one hand, he acts as a guest elder for the Mysterious Gate. On the other hand, he has made a name for himself in the Literary Dao. I can only say he truly lives up to being me, Zhao Yuqing. Even in the Literary Dao, a path he never practiced before, he managed to reach the pinnacle in just a few decades."

Chen Changsheng could hardly stand Zhao Yuqing's smug words.

He said, "It will still take a long time."

"Yes."

Zhao Yuqing sighed. "Hopefully. I only hope I can change this world before I die. When that time comes, I'll have no more burdens."

Chen Changsheng sat up straight and asked, "What exactly are you seeking in this life of yours?"

This was something he had always been curious about.

Zhao Yuqing paused, thinking it over for a moment.

"I do not know."

Zhao Yuqing then added, "The same as you."

Chen Changsheng sighed softly upon hearing this.

Was this not a kind of sorrow?

Zhao Yuqing said, "Speaking of which, there is another interesting matter."

"Oh?"

"The Demon Gate is making a comeback."

Zhao Yuqing said, "The leader of the Demon Gate is a genius. Not only did he create a peerless demonic art, but even after their decline, he combined the Ghost Dao and the demonic path to forge a completely new route."

He smiled and added, "Now that they have reappeared, they no longer even need to recruit the living. Deceased souls can step straight into the Demon Gate and receive its protection, entirely disregarding Reincarnation."

"There shouldn't be many willing to do that, right?"

Cultivators naturally would be unwilling to engage in ghost cultivation, as it defied the Heavenly Dao.

"Are there few who die unjustly?"

Zhao Yuqing's single sentence hit the crux of the matter.

Those who died unjustly were exactly what the Demon Gate needed.

Chen Changsheng exhaled and said, "In that case, the world is going to fall into turmoil once again."

Zhao Yuqing nodded. "Indeed. In the end, it is all just to fight over that bit of qi destiny."

"Do you have any plans?"

"Not really."

Zhao Yuqing thought for a moment and said, "I actually hope that girl He Qing will get involved. Fortune and misfortune lean on each other. The greater the event, the more opportunities lie hidden within."

"You hope so? Or does she?"

"She does."

Zhao Yuqing said, "This old flame of yours is definitely not someone content with mediocrity. She has plenty of ambitions."

"Then let her do as she pleases."

Zhao Yuqing was a little surprised. He asked, "Are you not worried?"

Chen Changsheng replied, "What is there to worry about? Is there anything wrong with living as oneself?"

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