Why Aren’t You Cultivating Immortality? (GL) Chapter 51

Big news in the entertainment circle always liked to happen in the middle of the night. At midnight, Sikou Yan suddenly posted a Weibo announcing a temporary break from acting.
Sorry, everyone. I’m too tired. I need to rest for half a year, maybe longer.
That short post received over a million comments in one hour, almost crashing the internet.
After posting it, Sikou Yan turned off her phone, unplugged the landline, and cut off every way anyone could contact her.
The post came too suddenly. During the day, Sikou Yan had only just recorded a variety show. That night, she announced she was pausing all activities, and she did it at midnight, when everyone was about to sleep. Her management company was caught completely off guard and had no time to react.
The top trending post was Sikou Yan’s Weibo. Of the top five hot searches, aside from the third spot, which was an ad slot, every other topic was related to Sikou Yan: Sikou Yan takes a break from acting, Sikou Yan casting-couch scandal, Sikou Yan terminates contract with agency, Sikou Yan’s backer.
Her manager held her forehead as she looked at the trends and listened to the cold female voice coming from her phone. She could only sigh helplessly. Little ancestor, are you trying to kill me?
Sikou Yan’s phone could not be reached. The assistant’s phone was also turned off.
The manager was so angry she almost flipped the table.
At this moment, the teams behind the marketing accounts were all fired up, digging for Sikou Yan material with everything they had. Real material, fake material, scandals, whatever kind of material it was, they wrote it all up and posted it on Weibo to ride the wave of traffic.
At two or three in the morning, the night owls were still not sleeping. They watched Sikou Yan’s gossip excitedly, but after scrolling back and forth, it was all the same old stories about her being kept by a backer and using the casting couch to climb up. There was nothing fresh at all.
Just when everyone could no longer fight sleep and was about to doze off at four in the morning, a small marketing account with a hundred thousand followers suddenly posted explosive news: Best Actress willingly quits the entertainment circle for a same-sex lover. Attached were three photos.
In the first photo, Sikou Yan stood face-to-face with an unfamiliar woman whose back was to the camera. Sikou Yan was looking at her gently.
In the second photo, Sikou Yan hugged the woman.
In the third photo, Sikou Yan turned her head and kissed the woman with deep affection.
The sleepy onlookers were instantly blasted awake. The fans were directly driven mad. Senior fans kept flooding Sikou Yan’s Weibo comments, asking if it was true. If it was true, they said they would kill themselves.
After a whole night of fermenting, by daybreak, those three photos had been wildly reposted by netizens and media until they were everywhere. Some people even wrote with great confidence about Sikou Yan and the unknown woman’s two-year secret relationship. Of course, there was more than one version. There were dozens of versions for how they got together alone.
Looking at the push notification on her phone, Xiao Xing glanced from the corner of her eye at Bai Moqing, who was still asleep. With the curiosity of wondering how Sikou Yan also liked women, Xiao Xing opened the news.
After a large, splendid, winding, bizarre relationship story that could rival a TV drama, there were three photos as evidence. Xiao Xing recognized the unknown woman embracing and kissing Sikou Yan with one glance. It was Bai Moqing, who was sleeping beside her.
The photos had been blurred. Only Sikou Yan and Bai Moqing, whose back faced the camera, were clear. Xiao Xing looked carefully. Beside them was another person who had been blurred almost beyond recognition: An Huaigu.
Xiao Xing immediately realized the photos had been taken at the airport. The time was yesterday.
Thinking of how Bai Moqing had wanted to speak but stopped yesterday, Xiao Xing’s heart suddenly turned sour. A breath was trapped in her chest, hurting her. The thing Bai Moqing had wanted and not wanted to say was that Sikou Yan had kissed her?
She could not see Bai Moqing’s expression. She could only see Sikou Yan’s gentle smile. Xiao Xing did not know whether Bai Moqing had willingly let Sikou Yan kiss her.
Sikou Yan was only an ordinary person. With Bai Moqing’s cultivation, without her permission, Sikou Yan could not possibly have gotten so intimate with her. Then most likely, Bai Moqing had been willing…
Xiao Xing closed her eyes and tried hard to suppress the jealousy in her heart.
“A-Xing.” A lazy murmur suddenly came from beside her. Xiao Xing turned her head. Bai Moqing, still with her eyes closed, moved closer and pulled Xiao Xing into her arms. “A-Xing, can we not go to work today?”
Her hoarse voice and hot breath brushed Xiao Xing’s ear. Xiao Xing remembered last night, Bai Moqing softly crying and moaning beside her ear.
She did not get Xiao Xing’s answer. Suddenly, a weight pressed down on her. Bai Moqing looked at Xiao Xing in a dazed haze. “A-Xing?” She was so tired she still felt sleepy. How did Xiao Xing still have the energy to torment her?
Seeing Bai Moqing’s sleepy, unfocused eyes and not-yet-awake expression, Xiao Xing lowered her head and kissed her.
Noticing Bai Moqing lift her chin slightly to respond, Xiao Xing stopped right then. She raised herself and pulled away, looking down at Bai Moqing from above.
“A-Xing?” Bai Moqing called her with half-narrowed eyes.
“Bai Moqing, I need an explanation.” The icy voice came from above. Xiao Xing’s eyes carried a faint chill, like a winter lake with a thin layer of ice on its surface. Bai Moqing froze slightly and looked at Xiao Xing in confusion. “What explanation?”
Xiao Xing opened her phone and showed Bai Moqing the photos. Seeing Sikou Yan, Bai Moqing was so startled the fire in her body vanished instantly, and her mind cleared at once.
“She and I were photographed?”
Those words made Xiao Xing so angry she nearly exploded. Was Bai Moqing admitting she had had intimate contact with Sikou Yan?
Frowning, Xiao Xing stared fixedly at Bai Moqing, silently waiting for her explanation.
Bai Moqing took the phone and looked carefully at the photos. Feeling the cold coming from above her, she raised her eyes to Xiao Xing.
Sikou Yan’s cultivation was unfathomable. She could control Bai Moqing easily. Xiao Xing had known her for so many years but still could not see that she was not mortal. Bai Moqing wanted to tell Xiao Xing what had happened at the airport, but she still could not say it.
“A-Xing, Sikou Yan is not an ordinary person. She didn’t kiss me. It’s only the angle.”
As sharp as Xiao Xing was, after thinking deeper, she understood the meaning hidden in Bai Moqing’s words. After a moment, she asked, “Why didn’t you push her away?”
Xiao Xing’s expression and tone softened. Bai Moqing knew she had understood, and her heart loosened. “I couldn’t.”
So that was really it.
Xiao Xing closed her eyes. Her divine thought entered Bai Moqing’s Divine Terrace. Inside the Divine Terrace, the tiny Bai Moqing sat cross-legged. The God-Slaying Cauldron was hidden inside her body, concealing all its aura.
Bai Moqing’s life had been saved by Xiao Xing. A strand of Xiao Xing’s life soul had fused into Bai Moqing’s soul. Looking at the spiritual energy lingering inside the Divine Terrace, Xiao Xing sensed that an outsider had broken in here before.
After leaving Bai Moqing’s Divine Terrace, Xiao Xing raised a hand and pressed Bai Moqing’s brow. “Why didn’t you use the God-Slaying Cauldron?” She sent a scroll of secret arts for controlling the divine cauldron into Bai Moqing’s mind.
“It happened too suddenly. I didn’t react in time.” Bai Moqing touched the spot between her brows. Her divine sense swept over what Xiao Xing had given her and found that it was a scroll of secret arts for controlling the divine cauldron. She was slightly surprised, then smiled. “A-Xing, is the God-Slaying Cauldron yours?”
Thinking back to Qiongcang Secret Realm, the reason she had been able to control the God-Slaying Cauldron so easily was most likely Xiao Xing.
Xiao Xing shook her head in denial. “No. This secret control art is mine, but it has nothing to do with the God-Slaying Cauldron.”
The misunderstanding was cleared up. No matter how much the entertainment circle exploded, it had nothing to do with Xiao Xing or Bai Moqing. Xiao Xing left Bai Moqing at home and told her to properly practice the cauldron control art, then went to the company alone.
She had just arrived at the office when An Huaigu rushed in holding her phone, her face full of excitement. “President Xiao, did you see the news online?”
Xiao Xing nodded calmly. “I saw it. What about it?”
“That’s Xiao Bai!” An Huaigu opened the large image and pointed at the photo. “This photo was taken at the airport yesterday. I was with Bai Moqing the whole time, but I have no memory of it at all!”
Xiao Xing thought An Huaigu had discovered something shocking, but An Huaigu said with righteous anger, “I remember hugging Bai Moqing. This photo must be edited. They must have edited my face into Sikou Yan’s! Those black fans who fear the world isn’t chaotic enough!”
Xiao Xing: “…”
Was An Huaigu trying to protect Bai Moqing, or Sikou Yan?
Seeing that Xiao Xing’s face was calm and that she did not look interested at all, An Huaigu immediately lost interest. “I thought you would be interested in Xiao Bai’s matter. Sigh. I’ll go back to work.”
Interested in Xiao Bai’s matter? Xiao Xing called An Huaigu to stop. “Why do you think I am interested in her?”
An Huaigu’s hand was already on the doorknob. Hearing this, she raised a finger to her lips and gave four words. “We both know it.”
Seeing An Huaigu’s proud expression, as if she had gotten some little leverage over her, Xiao Xing raised a brow and asked casually, “Was that night with Tang Yue enjoyable?”
An Huaigu fled in defeat.
The little orange cat chased a pink-and-green woven rope toy ball around the living room, looking nothing like a demon.
After catching the ball, she pushed it away with her paw again. Roll, roll, roll. With a bang, it hit the bedroom door, and the door opened in response.
Standing at the doorway, Bai Moqing lowered her head and glanced at the ball by the door. She felt like she had raised a pet cat. When she looked up, the little orange cat ran toward her.
“Qingqing!” The little orange cat excitedly hugged Bai Moqing’s leg, then climbed up to Bai Moqing’s shoulder. “Qingqing, Yun Yun went to the barrier. She asked you to go find her.”
She sniffed Bai Moqing’s neck. Her slightly damp, cool nose touched Bai Moqing’s skin. She sensed a faint strange fragrance on Bai Moqing, very similar to Xiao Xing’s scent.
She sniffed hard. It really was Xiao Xing’s.
“Bai Moqing, did Xiao Xing come sleep with you again last night?” She had not seen Xiao Xing come last night, but she could not mistake the scent on Bai Moqing. It was Xiao Xing’s.
Bai Moqing carried the little orange cat down to the floor. The little orange cat hummed and said earnestly, “Qingqing, too much indulgence is bad for the body.”
“Uh, I know.” Bai Moqing, whose face had already been trained thick by the little orange cat, stroked her head. “But this kind of thing is hard to control. When you have a partner, you’ll understand.”
Seeing the little orange cat blink as if half understanding and half not, Bai Moqing smiled and pinched her soft pink ear. “Stay home and watch the house. I’m going to find Yun Su.”
As soon as she heard Bai Moqing wanted to leave her alone at home, the little orange cat became anxious. “No! I want to go with you!” She clung to Bai Moqing’s leg, claws hooking into her pants. “If you don’t take me with you, I won’t let go!”
Golden warm sunlight shone on the stream, making the water sparkle. The murmuring sound of the water eased the heart. The little orange cat jumped from Bai Moqing’s arms to the ground and entered the barrier first.
Bai Moqing stood by the stream and used divine sense to check the surroundings. The formation flags buried in all four directions and all four corners were safe. No one had touched them.
Just as she was about to withdraw her divine sense, she found a person standing at the foot of the mountain, wearing a dark ink-colored coat. The figure overlapped with a tree thick enough for one person to wrap their arms around and was looking at the mountain thoughtfully.
Bai Moqing’s breath stopped. Why had Sikou Yan come here?