The Fallen God Island gradually disappeared from sight, only firelight visible at the edge of the horizon.
“Looks like the Extreme North Realm won’t exist anymore,” someone lamented.
“Perhaps.”
“?” Luo Tangtang looked in surprise at Yun Shayi, whose expression was unreadable. Moonlight shone on her face and long eyelashes, casting a shadow in her eyes.
Luo Tangtang turned her head, also staring blankly in the direction of the Extreme North Realm. She didn’t know why a feeling of loss suddenly welled up in her heart, as if she had lost something very important.
Perhaps I’m overthinking it!
The massive ship’s mast was snapped in the middle, the deck was pitted, and scorch marks were everywhere. They had come in high spirits, but left with faces showing varying degrees of dejection.
The journey was terribly silent. When they arrived at the Supreme Immortal Sect, everyone was quiet. Even the usually lively Qi Xiaobai had a serious expression and went into seclusion.
Yun Shayi also needed to find Jun Chuxi to report on the trip to the Secret Realm. After a brief thought, Luo Tangtang felt it was better to return to her peak. She said goodbye to Yun Shayi, conveniently dumping the little qilin on her, and went back.
Just as she reached her door, pushed it open, and looked up, Luo Tangtang’s face froze.
“Mas… Master…” Luo Tangtang’s heart stopped for a second.
“Mm.” Zhi Yu seemed surprised to see Luo Tangtang open the door and nodded at her.
Luo Tangtang subconsciously swallowed. Zhi Yu was extremely different today. The most significant difference was in his attire. While Zhi Yu was always particular about his clothes, today he was visibly and meticulously dressed up.
He wore an elegant green robe, like lush bamboo forests, looking refined and upright, unlike his usual gloomy self. He truly looked like one of those noble young masters from the mortal world. But this didn’t change the fact that Luo Tangtang was afraid of him.
“You’re back.” Zhi Yu raised an eyebrow, watching Luo Tangtang’s small movement of stepping back. He glanced at her with a half-smile.
Luo Tangtang’s little heart jumped, her knees went soft, and she dropped to the ground with a thud. Her voice trembled, “Ye-yes, disc-disciple is back alive.”
“No need to kneel, get up,” Zhi Yu seemed to be in a very good mood and didn’t make things difficult for Luo Tangtang. “How do you like my outfit today?”
His tone was asking, but looking at Zhi Yu’s eyes, Luo Tangtang instantly caught on, her face serious: “Master is always like a jade tree in the wind, dashing and unrestrained, handsome and captivating, loved by all. This outfit today is even more luxurious with a hint of gentleness, a hint of youthful spirit within the gentleness. Your whole person seems completely new, refreshing, captivating, unforgettable for all eternity!”
“Mm.” Zhi Yu smiled, the tips of his ears hidden behind his hair turned red. He seemed a bit embarrassed.
What happened to this world? Did it collapse?
Luo Tangtang instantly broke out in goosebumps, feeling somewhat horrified. Her clenched hands trembled.
“Then she should like it,” Zhi Yu then murmured to himself.
He? Senior Brother Lu? Luo Tangtang’s mind instantly cooked up a big drama.
Is Zhi Yu taking on the role of a young lady longing for love?
Disgusted by this thought in her mind, Luo Tangtang immediately shook her head violently, trying to toss it out.
Luo Tangtang cautiously and tentatively spoke: “If there’s nothing else, disciple will go cultivate now?”
“No hurry,” Zhi Yu gently raised his chin. “I still have something important to ask you.”
“For example, the love potion.”
Luo Tangtang shrank her head like an ostrich.
“Do you have it?”
“This… this…”
Luo Tangtang stammered, unable to speak for a long time.
“Looks like you don’t have it?” Zhi Yu drew out his words, his phoenix eyes narrowing dangerously.
“Master!” Better to face the blade head-on than shrink back and still face it. Thinking of Lu Qingyan’s kindness to her, Luo Tangtang braced herself and shouted, “Senior Brother Lu is a person, you should respect him! How can you use the love potion on Senior Brother?!”
Time stood still at this moment.
Lu Qingyan, who had rushed over, held a green wood hair ornament in his hand. It shook and fell to the ground.
“What did you say?” Zhi Yu paused, momentarily looking bewildered.
The next moment, the bewilderment faded, replaced by explosive fury and oppressive pressure. “You said I want to give the love potion to Lu Qingyan?”
“Luo Tangtang, do you not want your brain or your little life?”
“N-no, it’s not like that?” Seeing Zhi Yu’s expression, as if he wanted to eat someone, Luo Tangtang leaped back several steps, afraid Zhi Yu would strangle her.
Zhi Yu’s temple throbbed. He directly took out a whip.
Lu Qingyan, who had been standing in the corner, quickly stepped forward to stand between them. “Master, please calm down. Junior Sister didn’t mean that.”
“Why are you here?” When Zhi Yu saw Lu Qingyan, his booming rage seemed to hit a pause button. His face stiffened, looking a bit guilty.
Is this not having a guilty conscience? Luo Tangtang’s eyes showed disbelief.
Zhi Yu choked, his rage flaring up again. He said sinisterly, “Luo Tangtang, is your skin itching?”
Lu Qingyan quickly pulled Luo Tangtang behind him. His figure was extremely tall, effectively shielding Luo Tangtang completely.
“Master.” Lu Qingyan’s tone was helpless, unusually serious. “Disciple thinks it’s better you don’t use the love potion on my sister.”
At this, Zhi Yu exploded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “That’s none of your business!”
“Sister?”
“Mm.” Lu Qingyan nodded, then sighed. “Tangtang, you really misunderstood this time. The person Master likes is my half-sister.”
Then, he paused slightly, saying somewhat awkwardly, “Master doesn’t have those kinds of thoughts about me.”
“Ah!” Luo Tangtang’s face burned, a wave of shame and indignation flooded her mind, rushing straight to her head. The surrounding scenery felt a bit blurry. I got it wrong.
“Quickly apologize to Master,” Lu Qingyan said again.
“Master, I was wrong,” Luo Tangtang said immediately.
“Heh heh,” Zhi Yu sneered. “How could I possibly accept just a simple apology like that?”
“If you hadn’t said it, I really wouldn’t have known that in my own disciple’s heart, I was that kind of person.”
“Master,” Lu Qingyan looked at him disapprovingly, his tone rarely serious. “If my sister finds out you used the love potion on her, she’ll be angry with you, and I won’t help you coax her.”
Zhi Yu’s face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
“Master, I’m really wrong, I’ll help you coax Master’s Wife, give me a chance to reform,” Luo Tangtang hastily raised her hand, volunteering herself.
Zhi Yu’s face instantly turned even blacker.
“Women understand women best, Master, trust me.”
“As long as I step in, whether she’s the untouchable goddess type or the enchanting and seductive type, it will be no problem at all.”
“Guaranteed you and Master’s Wife will be like old times, loving and happy.”
Luo Tangtang rattled off a bunch, fully using her glib tongue, her talent for saying the right thing to the right person. Finally, one of the words must have touched him, and Zhi Yu’s expression finally eased quite a bit.
“Come here,” he beckoned to Luo Tangtang with a finger. “There is indeed something I need you to do.”
Looking at Zhi Yu’s face, Luo Tangtang suddenly realized she might have oversold herself…
A bustling street in the capital.
Flourishing and colorful, pedestrian traffic flowed endlessly. The shouts from shops on both sides were non-stop. Luo Tangtang’s beautiful dream of cultivating was thoroughly shattered.
She walked through the bustling street, looking at a small tavern next to a tall building ahead – One Drunken Floating Life.
“This is it!” Luo Tangtang patted her face. First time meeting Master’s Wife, gotta be spirited.
“Oh, a guest has arrived.”
The quiet tavern welcomed its first guest of the day. The proprietress smiled charmingly and came forward.
Luo Tangtang saw a small-figured woman in red walk out from behind a curtain. Her eyes slightly brightened.
The woman was beautiful, the bold, striking kind. Every gesture was full of charm. Fine lines had appeared at the corners of her eyes, but they didn’t detract from her charm, instead adding a touch of mature allure.
“Master’s Wife,” Luo Tangtang called out clearly.
The smile on the woman’s lips instantly froze. Her face changed completely, from radiant smiles to a cold aura pushing people a thousand miles away.
“Zhi Yu sent you?”
“Yes, Master’s Wife.”
Luo Tangtang took out the item Zhi Yu had given her and held it out to the woman – it was a jade flute, clear and translucent, excellent quality, finely carved and polished.
“Master made it himself.”
“He asked me to tell Master’s Wife he learned Master’s Wife’s favorite song, and asked when Master’s Wife would be free to come back and listen.”
“Under the moonlight and flowers, whatever you do, he’ll accompany you.”
Luo Tangtang repeated Zhi Yu’s words stiffly.
“Don’t call me Master’s Wife, I have a name, Lu Qingyue.” The woman raised an eyebrow, sat on a grand chair nearby, poured herself a cup of tea, and sipped leisurely. She slowly said, “Zhi Yu’s exact words?”
“Yes,” Luo Tangtang said stiffly.
“When did he become so glib?”
That’s because he himself didn’t dare tell you, I’m the one saying it, so he’s not the one who’s embarrassed, Luo Tangtang mentally added.
Luo Tangtang secretly rolled her eyes. She turned her head and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Lu Qingyue looked at her with a smile on her lips.
“Haha, Master’s Wife, please come back with me.” Luo Tangtang laughed dryly.
Lu Qingyue snorted a laugh. “That place isn’t my home. If someone is coming, it should be Zhi Yu. I’m not going over there.”
Luo Tangtang smiled ingratiatingly: “Master, as a Venerable, has many matters, so it’s probably inconvenient for him to leave the Supreme Immortal Sect.”
“Right.” Lu Qingyue was silent for a moment, then put on a bright smile. “I’m just a mortal. To receive the favor of an Immortal Lord is already immense luck. As for anything else, how can I be worthy of thinking more about it?”
“A hundred years for him is a lifetime for me. To him, it’s just a fleeting romance.”
Lu Qingyue’s face carried mockery.
Luo Tangtang suddenly remembered how Zhi Yu looked when he sternly and seriously instructed her before she came, full of anticipation, yet afraid of being known, pretending to be serious. It was a look she hadn’t seen in her memory, never seen before.
“No, that’s not it, you are a very important presence to Master.”
“Not some fleeting romance.”
Luo Tangtang suddenly felt an impulse, opening her mouth to refute.