Immortal Travel of Longevity

Du Aniang simply sat down by the tavern entrance.

She was as casual as when they had first met. Perhaps the centuries spent in the spirit cage had gradually helped her let go of certain things, allowing her to truly be herself again.

She chatted with Chen Changsheng about everything that had happened back in the spirit cage.

They talked about how Feng Feiyu had charged into the Demon Domain alone, slain several Great Demons, and brought the territory to heel. They also spoke of his defiance on those rainy days...

It all sounded like a legend.

This closely matched Chen Changsheng's expectations. Feng Feiyu had spent his life as a ruthless killer; for him, it was a fitting end.

Having achieved Buddhahood after a hundred lifetimes in Reincarnation, he ultimately needed to live as a true human just once—to finally be himself.

"After the spirit cage shattered, how did you end up over here?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"I only arrived recently myself," Du Aniang said.

Du Aniang sighed. "I was tainted by the demonic qi and evil qi from the spirit cage. Back in the Cultivation World, I tried many methods and managed to wear down a great deal of it, but some still lingered. I had no other choice. Later, I heard people mention the Human Dao Immortal Officials and thought they might be able to cleanse the remaining evil qi in my body, so I opened a tavern here."

"So now you're just waiting for the right moment?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Du Aniang nodded. "I don't want to get too involved. The more you meddle, the heavier the karma. I just want to stay here in peace."

"That sounds like you," Chen Changsheng said with a nod.

Du Aniang let out a breath. "Speaking of which, Senior, how did you do it? Back then, everyone thought you had died."

"I didn't die." Chen Changsheng smiled faintly. "That was merely my External Avatar."

"An External Avatar?" Du Aniang paused. "Such Divine Abilities exist?"

Chen Changsheng nodded. "They do."

"Wait." Du Aniang suddenly realized something. "Senior, could it be that you weren't born in the spirit cage? You... you're from here?"

Chen Changsheng nodded with a smile. "Correct."

Hearing this, Du Aniang let out a long sigh of relief. "So that's how it is. I was wondering how it was possible for someone to exist without leaving a single trace of their past."

She followed up, "Then what brings Senior to the Mortal World this time?"

"This Chen is originally from the Mortal World."

Du Aniang was a little stunned. "I thought Senior was undergoing Cultivation in the Cultivation World."

Chen Changsheng waved his hand with a smile. "This Chen has indeed been to the Cultivation World, but it truly cannot compare to the Mortal World."

"Is that so?"

Du Aniang paused. "But the Mortal World seems..."

Seeing her confusion, Chen Changsheng explained. "Not long ago, the Mortal World was still peaceful. It wasn't as chaotic as it is now. Back then, everything was quite good."

"Is that so?" Du Aniang blinked. "Then I truly missed it. By the time I got here, it was already a total mess."

Chen Changsheng sighed. "It used to be very orderly."

"I did hear the people in the tavern mention a few things about that," Du Aniang noted.

Chen Changsheng nodded. "It will get better."

Du Aniang nodded as well. "I was just a little surprised. I didn't expect Senior to be from the Mortal World. There doesn't seem to be much immortal affinity here."

"There is always a path," Chen Changsheng said.

"Your journey must not have been easy, Senior."

"Not necessarily. Actually, for This Chen, it was quite easy..."

The two of them chatted casually, drifting from one topic to the next.

They lost track of how long they had been talking.

Eventually, Chen Changsheng remembered he was there to buy wine.

"Ah, I nearly forgot my actual errand. This Chen came out to buy wine."

"I'll go draw some right now. How much do you need?"

"Two jugs will be enough," Chen Changsheng replied.

"Let me get you a whole jar."

Without waiting for him to refuse, Du Aniang went to fetch the wine.

Chen Changsheng tried to pay her in silver taels, but Du Aniang stopped him. After pushing the money back and forth two or three times, Chen Changsheng could only helplessly accept the gift.

"I'll come drink at your place again later."

"Then you have to come often," Du Aniang laughed.

"I will, I will."

Chen Changsheng agreed, then departed with the wine.

The moment Chen Changsheng left, an uproar broke out in the tavern.

A group of patrons swarmed around, hounding the shopkeeper about who that Mister Qingshan was just now.

"Shopkeeper, is your surname really Du? Didn't you say no one knew your name?"

"Shopkeeper, is that man really not an old flame of yours?"

"Shopkeeper Du, so you used to be called Du Aniang!"

In the end, Du Aniang slapped each of them on the back of the head to finally scatter the crowd.

In this tavern, the shopkeeper's rules were absolute. Everyone knew this. Joking around was one thing, but her word still had to be obeyed.

"Keep causing a ruckus and I'll close the doors. None of you will have a good time tonight."

"No, no, no, please don't! Where would we go without this place?"

Only after Du Aniang's threat did the crowd finally drop the matter.

On a night like this, the tavern was the only refuge for these people of the jianghu.

After leaving the tavern, Chen Changsheng hurried back to Long Zhongzheng's house.

Long Zhongzheng was waiting anxiously by the door. He paced back and forth, his mind unable to settle.

Finally, a knock sounded at the door.

He immediately moved to open it, but then hesitated for a moment.

It wasn't until Chen Changsheng spoke up: "It's me."

Only then did Long Zhongzheng feel at ease enough to open the door.

"You were gone for so long, I thought you had run into trouble."

Chen Changsheng smiled. "I ran into an acquaintance at the tavern and chatted for a bit. It was a complete coincidence; I never expected to bump into her."

Long Zhongzheng asked, "An acquaintance in Ximing City? Who is it? Maybe I know them, too."

"She's the shopkeeper of a tavern. The tavern has no name, and it's filled with people of the jianghu."

"Oh..."

Long Zhongzheng realized who he meant. "You must be talking about that shopkeeper. She's the only one who keeps her doors open this late. A woman, right?"

"You know her?"

"I don't know her, but I've heard of her."

Long Zhongzheng continued, "I've heard that this shopkeeper has a lot of influence behind the scenes. Neither the Local Government nor the military dares to touch her, and even the gangs have to give her a wide berth. I never expected you to know her."

Chen Changsheng smiled. "She's an old friend I met many years ago. She only came here in the last couple of years."

Long Zhongzheng said, "I'm a bit curious myself. What exactly is her background? Since she's your friend, you must know."

"She doesn't have any major background."

"Is that so?"

At that, Long Zhongzheng didn't press the matter.

Chen Changsheng handed the wine over. "I got the wine. Let's drink while we talk."

"Heh, then I won't hold back."

"Come on, come on."

After taking their seats, the two of them each downed a large bowl of wine.

Long Zhongzheng mentioned they were missing something to go with the wine, so he went into the house and grabbed a few handfuls of snacks.

The two men simply sat there, pouring wine and chatting.

With wine and conversation, the night finally grew lively.

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