Immortal Travel of Longevity

Daoist Wuwei had often imagined how he would vent the hatred in his heart when they met again. Perhaps through a magical battle, a bitter argument, or something else entirely.

He had imagined so many scenarios, yet in the end, it was all resolved over a bowl of noodles.

The Mister Qingshan before him was far more magnanimous than he had expected.

The bowl of noodles he had given up was more than just a bowl of noodles.

Daoist Wuwei no longer had any reason to hate him.

Daoist Wuwei left without looking back.

This was a session of cultivation spanning several years of his life. It clarified his true heart and illuminated gratitude and grudges alike. This bowl of noodles benefited him greatly, and in that fleeting moment, it helped him understand many things.

The world of cultivators was just like the jianghu—always so inexplicable and unclear.

Daoist Wuwei was gone.

The noodles were not expensive, but paying for them strengthened certain principles in Chen Changsheng's heart.

It was not about magnanimity. Just like what Wuwei had experienced, this was also a session of cultivation for Chen Changsheng.

He returned to the small courtyard.

Only to see Mo Yuan chatting and laughing with the others.

For some reason, in just this short period, he had seamlessly blended in with everyone. Even Lihua was chatting with him quite happily.

"Back in the day, Mister was exceptionally incredible. Qingyuan Cloud Manor failed to recognize him and surrounded his mountain gate. Mister didn't even need to lift a finger before the Cloud Manor patriarch's birthday turned into his death anniversary! That day, not only was the Fox Lord present, but cultivators from Tianji Mountain, Desolate Sea Water Demons, and even the Old Dragon King of the Tongtian River went. That scene was truly..."

Mo Yuan chattered endlessly about Mister's past tales, heavily exaggerating them to an astonishing degree.

Lihua's eyes sparkled; it just felt that the stories Mo Yuan told sounded incredibly satisfying.

Ruyi exclaimed in astonishment, "Uncle Chen is that amazing..."

"Of course."

Mo Yuan laughed. "Mister's magical power is boundless. The entire world, the entire Cultivation World..."

His words came to an abrupt halt.

Mo Yuan froze for a moment and glanced over his shoulder.

"Why did you stop talking?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Mo Yuan hurriedly sat up straight, taking his leg off the stool, and let out a dry laugh. "I'm done talking, done talking..."

Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly. "When it comes to embellishing a story, you really are the expert."

Seeing that Mister wasn't angry, Mo Yuan immediately smiled. "Mister is too kind, too kind."

"That wasn't a compliment."

Chen Changsheng sat down.

Ruyi then leaned in and asked, "Did Uncle Chen go see that Daoist just now?"

Chen Changsheng nodded.

"Nothing happened, right?" Ruyi asked.

"What could happen?" Chen Changsheng said. "I just treated him to a bowl of noodles."

He thought for a moment, then suddenly corrected himself. "It should be two bowls."

"Noodles?"

Mo Yuan was also confused.

The few of them at the table exchanged glances, none of them quite understanding.

Only Lihua, standing to the side, blinked and asked, "What noodles? Are they delicious? Are they as delicious as the noodles in Qingshan City?"

As soon as Lihua spoke, everyone burst into laughter.

Only Lihua asked in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

"What's so funny!"

"Stop laughing!"

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The courtyard Ruyi currently lived in was slightly too small, so naturally, it couldn't accommodate Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan. Later, Ping'an invited them back to his estate and arranged a place for them to stay.

Ruyi followed along as well, bringing Lihua with her.

Naturally, she came for Uncle Chen.

The servants of the estate served the meal.

There was wine, meat, and fish—a total of twelve dishes, exceptionally lavish.

Ping'an smiled. "Uncle Chen, hurry and taste it. The food from Juxian Estate is quite appetizing, and the flavor is excellent."

Hearing this, Ruyi said, "This must not be cheap."

Ping'an simply smiled it off. "It's just a meal."

He acted as if he didn't care in the slightest.

In reality, however, this table full of food had been bought on credit using his title as Metropolitan Governor. This was his first time buying anything on credit, but fortunately, the shopkeeper of Gathering Talents Tower had given him some face.

Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan could naturally tell, but neither exposed him.

The meal was eaten in a particularly joyous mood.

They chatted freely, talking about everything and anything, without any taboos.

"Delicious, delicious!"

Only Ruyi focused solely on the food.

Truth be told, it had been a long time since she had eaten such a filling meal, let alone one this delicious.

As the wine flowed and the courses were savored.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Ping'an arranged for Chen Changsheng to rest.

Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan walked along the path.

Mo Yuan asked, "Mister, I can see that this Metropolitan Governor isn't someone who cares deeply about saving face, so why did he do this?"

Chen Changsheng replied, "He isn't afraid of losing face; he's afraid This Chen will know he hasn't been doing well."

"Does that have anything to do with Mister?" Mo Yuan asked.

Chen Changsheng said, "Ping'an and Ruyi lost their father when they were young, and that was exactly when This Chen met them. Somewhere along the way, they truly began to treat This Chen as their elder. Children are always like this. They only want to show you how wonderfully they are doing, always reporting the good news and hiding the bad."

"So that's how it is..."

Mo Yuan nodded, then asked in confusion, "It seems Mister Chen interacted a lot with these children over the years."

Chen Changsheng said, "Children's words are naive, but occasionally, they have also taught This Chen many truths."

"Is this part of Mister's cultivation?" Mo Yuan asked.

Chen Changsheng shook his head. "In this mortal realm, there are always things far more important than cultivation."

Mo Yuan understood.

He couldn't help but think to himself, These two siblings truly have profound fortune.

Mo Yuan didn't ask about this matter any further.

Led by a maidservant, they arrived at their room.

Mo Yuan sat in the courtyard to rest. Seeing that it was still early, he simply planned to close his eyes and take a nap.

Yet he suddenly heard Chen Changsheng say, "This Chen is going to the palace. Do you want to go together?"

Mo Yuan looked at Mister and asked, "Won't Mo Yuan disturb Mister's business?"

"You won't," Chen Changsheng said.

Naturally, Mo Yuan wanted to go.

Truth be told, he hadn't yet seen this new Human Sovereign, and he didn't know how this one compared to Zhao Zhen and Shang Lu.

As dusk approached, the two of them left the courtyard.

Ruyi was just coming over to play with Uncle Chen, but when she reached his door, he was nowhere to be found.

She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. "I knew it. Uncle Chen wouldn't bring me along when he goes out."

Lihua blinked and said, "Was he supposed to call Ruyi to go fight?"

"What kind of words are those, Lihua? Am I only good at fighting?"

Lihua thought for a moment before saying, "You also know how to eat."

She could eat even more than it could.

Hearing this, Ruyi smiled at Lihua and then reached out her hands.

"What are you doing!"

"Stop!"

Lihua stuck out its paws to resist.

Ruyi continuously rubbed and ruffled Lihua's fur.

Lihua felt somewhat helpless. "Stop rubbing. If you keep rubbing, Lihua is going to go bald."

"How can you be so soft?"

"..."

Sometimes, Lihua really didn't want to pay attention to Ruyi. It often felt like Ruyi was a bit of a pervert.

Thinking about it, Chen the Good Man was much better.

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