Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 526 A Lifetime of Honor Smash, Fellow Daoist Jing Haoren.

You followed Lü Qingyu into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Amidst the swaying bamboo shadows, a simple thatched cottage appears and disappears. A stone table and bamboo chairs stand before it, exuding tranquility and elegance.

"Aunt Zhu, Zhou Jing has arrived."

Elder Nie reclined languidly on the bamboo couch, her long, dark hair half-tied into a loose, disheveled bun, which accentuated her beautiful face and charming willow-leaf eyebrows.

[A purple cheongsam with a higher slit than usual, and a particularly daring cut on the front.]

The most striking feature was a pair of long, straight, jade-like legs resting on the table. The arches of the feet were beautifully curved, and the toes resembled freshly peeled bamboo shoots.

[Lu Qingyu was slightly surprised. How could Aunt Zhu have changed her clothes so quickly? She had just seen Senior Brother You wearing a long sect robe.]

"Bluefish, you may go down now."

[Lu Qingyu took her leave, blinked, and a voice transmission entered her ear, "Junior Brother Zhou, I'll be waiting for you outside the bamboo forest."]

[You only sense that a woman's mind is unpredictable; just a moment ago she had a cold expression, and now she's all smiles. But the old ant's limited understanding of human nature is far from sufficient.]

"Greetings, Elder Nie."

[You're still a little unaccustomed to Nie Qingzhu's attire; Elder Nie is two-faced, saying one thing to people and another behind their backs.]

In the eyes of the disciples of Xiaoqing Peak, Nie Qingzhu was always known for her cold demeanor, dignified bearing, and luxurious attire, never losing the dignity of an elder.

But in the bamboo forest behind the mountain, she seemed like a different person—her clothes were light and gauze, her jade-like body half-concealed, and every gesture she made exuded a languid and charming allure.

[Then I remembered that You Sanfeng had just left, and I thought it was nothing to worry about. It seems this is Elder Nie's way of treating people.]

[Now, with your keen eyesight, a mere glance reveals a deep cleavage at the chest, like a mountain, swaying precariously, as if you're wearing nothing at all.]

You lowered your head somewhat flusteredly, avoiding looking at what was inappropriate.

Seeing your proper manners, Nie Qingzhu smiled slightly, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

Last time, she tested you with the "seven emotions' illusion," but failed to sway you in the slightest, leaving her with a rare sense of defeat. Could it be that she has lost her former glory?

"Zhou Jing, come up here and massage my shoulders."

You quickly went behind her and skillfully began to massage her.

From this vantage point, one can truly see all the mountains below.

"Zhou Jing, you're Senior Brother Nian's disciple, so you're practically family."

"However, your cultivation level is really too low. I can see that you are usually diligent in your cultivation and haven't been lazy."

[You're quite meek and submissive, not responding at all. Now that you're in the mid-stage of Body Shaping, you're certainly not up to par among the disciples who entered the sect at the same time.]

[After physical shaping comes "Spirit Strengthening," and only after Spirit Strengthening can one reach the Dao Embryo stage. Only those at the Dao Embryo stage can remain on Fangcun Mountain.]

Nie Qingzhu pointed to a jar of spiritual tea on the table, "This is Qi Yun Peak's Jade Gourd Ice Heart. It can enhance the spirit of cultivators in the Body Shaping Realm, helping you break through to the next realm."

"Thank you for your generous gift, Elder."

[You're quite sensible; you didn't refuse. I do recall that Elder Hong Tao gave you this spiritual tea during the last trial at Qiyun Peak.]

Unexpectedly, it ended up in my hands again after many twists and turns.

Nie Qingzhu nodded gently, "Zhou Jing, you don't need to overthink it. However, as Senior Brother Nian's only disciple, you can't afford to have such low cultivation. It's not just a disgrace to Senior Brother Nian, but also to Xiao Qingfeng."

"Disciple will certainly strive harder."

[Nie Qingzhu changed the subject, getting down to business, "In half a month, Fairy Yaotai from West Kunlun and Sword Master Lingxiao from the Longquan Sword Sect will be leading their entourage to visit."]

"They will be visiting various sect dojos, and our Little Green Peak is on the list."

"This matter was originally intended to be arranged by You Sanfeng, but he is currently at a crucial moment in his cultivation breakthrough and needs to participate in the Star-Picking Gathering of the Eighteen Sects of Fangcun Mountain, so he probably won't have time for anything else."

"Among all the disciples of Xiaoqing Peak, you are a first-generation disciple and also very experienced in handling affairs. Therefore, it will be up to you and Qingyu to take charge of this matter."

You agreed without hesitation.

[Nie Qingzhu could have informed you directly, but she did so specifically to you. This is actually to give face to the elderly.]

[His "old age last night" certainly deserves Xiao Qingfeng's respect.]

Strength is an unshakeable truth in the cultivation world.

Given your advanced age, even if you haven't reached the Dao Embryo realm, you probably won't be demoted to a lay disciple.

This is not a good thing!

Seeing your reaction, Nie Qingzhu was quite sensible, not displaying her strength despite her age. As a disciple, she was somewhat arrogant and spoiled.

Today, she deliberately made you wait at the door. When you entered, she was calm and composed, just as the old man had said: this child is "determined and capable of great things."

The old man also said, "Cultivation is never about the early stages, but about accumulating strength before unleashing it. I think this kid Zhou Jing is good, just like me back then. Like aged wine, the real power is revealed in the later stages."

If you knew what Elder Nian said, you would be speechless, because Elder Nian already knew your true cultivation level.

Nie Qingzhu leaned back, swinging her long, straight legs, and suddenly said, "Zhou Jing, come here and massage my legs."

Your gaze lingered slightly, yet you couldn't bring yourself to refuse.

You step forward, touch your fingers together, and begin to massage.

However, she didn't notice Nie Qingzhu's expression; in fact, she seemed slightly nervous, and she regretted saying those words as soon as they came out.

However, it wouldn't be good to take back what I said.

She had always cultivated on Little Green Peak and had never found a Daoist partner. A blush spread from behind her ears to her snow-white neck, only to be cleverly concealed by her flowing black hair.

[Having remained chaste for a hundred years, how could anyone have ever touched those long, slender legs?]

With her figure and beauty, countless senior and junior brothers from every generation of Fangcun Mountain had pursued her, yet she hadn't had the slightest thought for Xiao Qingfeng.

The warmth emanating from your palm sent a barely perceptible tremor through her body.

You keenly notice the muscles under your fingers suddenly tense up, and you involuntarily stop.

"Elder, was my technique too harsh?"

[Nie Qingzhu waved her hand, forcing herself to remain calm. Zhou Jing was still very young, just a child.]

"It's nothing."

Nie Qingzhu changed the subject, saying, "Last time, regarding what happened during your trial, I heard from the records of the charitable organization in the mountains that you performed well."

"It's all thanks to Elder Nie's painstaking efforts and the hard work of all the senior brothers on Qiyun Peak. This disciple has not contributed even a fraction of the credit."

Nie Qingzhu nodded, unconsciously shifting her body.

A sudden, unexpected scene came into view.

Your gaze sharpened, and you quickly lowered your head.

Seeing your reaction, Nie Qingzhu was puzzled when she remembered her oversight in changing clothes—she'd forgotten to put on her clothes. Her alluring face suddenly flushed crimson.

The scene was rather awkward; the thatched hut in the bamboo grove suddenly became scorching hot.

[Nie Qingzhu calmed herself down and said, "Zhou Jing, go to the thatched hut and give the other jar of spiritual tea to Senior Brother Nian."]

As if granted a pardon, you immediately rose and went into the hut.

Nie Qingzhu finally exhaled and quickly pulled her legs back.

【"not good!"】

"Zhou Jing, don't go in yet."

Suddenly, she remembered something: she had just changed her clothes and tossed them into the hut.

You took out a box containing a package of spiritual tea, and without looking at it for long, quickly walked away.

[Now I understand why Nie Qingzhu called you back. That casual glance just now only showed that Elder Nie's purple outfit was a matching set, and that she liked to leave it lying around on the ground.]

"Elder, then I shall take my leave."

"Go," Nie Qingzhu said, her voice unusually flustered. "Don't let the reception be delayed."

After you left the bamboo grove carrying the box of tea, Lü Qingyu was still waiting outside.

The young girl leaned against a blue stone, twirling a bamboo leaf between her fingers, repeatedly examining a statue of Guanyin with a white snake, her eyes filled with joy.

[She seemed to know all along what you went in to discuss, seeing you come out.] [“Junior brother, why don’t you quickly thank her? We owe her so much for today.”]

As you know, Lü Qingyu played a significant role in today's reception. With these achievements, even if you don't break through to the Dao Embryo Realm, you will be exceptionally allowed to remain on Little Green Peak as a steward.

[You deliberately drawled out your words, "Thank you so much, Senior Sister. I can never repay your kindness, not even once."]

"I don't believe it. Senior sister is no match for junior sister. That's what some disciples in the sect say. Junior sister is the real treasure."

"Senior sister, you're a treasure too."

"Pah, you smooth talker... I don't believe a word you say." The girl in blue smiled, her eyes crinkling. "What's in this box?"

I didn't look closely just now, I only noticed a few cans of spiritual tea inside.

You lifted a corner of the brocade box, revealing part of its contents, and your face immediately froze.

[As the girl tiptoes to peek out, you slam the box lid shut.]

“Nothing… nothing.”

[Lü Qingyu pouted and muttered, "Fine, I won't look. What's so special about it? Even if you don't say it, I know it's tea that Aunt Zhu gave to the elderly."]

You feel utterly helpless at this moment; your lifelong integrity is likely to be ruined.

Inside the box was a light purple undergarment.

It's obvious who owns it.

Elder Nie, you haven't misunderstood, have you?

[You look rather dejected; it seems your innocence is gone, which is even more painful than returning the treasure to the Ant Taoist.]

I, Zhou Jingtang, have lived a life of integrity and uprightness.

"Junior brother, what are you spacing out about?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of a close friend I parted ways with."

[Lu Qingyu, walking ahead, asked, "Oh, Junior Brother, who exactly are the Fairy of Yaotai in West Kunlun and the Sword Master of Longquan Sword Sect?"]

"The Fairy of Yaotai is the most stunning successor of Western Kunlun in a thousand years. She achieved the Dao Embryo Realm at the age of ten. Now, she has blossomed into a woman of exquisite beauty, with skin as white as ice and bones as jade. It is said that when she cultivates, the spiritual energy surrounding her can condense into the image of a magnificent jade palace."

"As for that Sword Master, three years ago, the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb of the Longquan Sword Sect experienced a strange disturbance. The ancient Tai'a sword, which had been dormant for a thousand years, actually recognized its master on its own. What's even more amazing is that this Sword Master not only possesses extraordinary talent, but his appearance is also like that of a celestial being descended to earth. A female cultivator once saw him practicing swordsmanship in the sea of ​​clouds from afar, and after returning home, she couldn't eat or drink for three months."

"Junior brother, are you listening again?"

"My... innocence."

"Junior brother, am I very fair-skinned?"

~

Deep in the bamboo forest, a thatched cottage stands serenely.

Nie Qingzhu leaned against the window, her delicate hand gently stroking her burning cheeks.

Having cultivated for over a hundred years, his Daoist heart was already as firm as a rock, yet today he was thrown into disarray by a disciple who was less than a fraction of his age.

She pressed her fingertips to her brow, feeling utterly bewildered. While the cultivation world wasn't as bound by rigid etiquette as the mortal realm, for an elder to be caught in such a state by a disciple…

What is this!

She covered her face and looked at the clothes scattered on the bed.

This thatched hut was always quiet and rarely visited by men, so she neglected to maintain it.

When Zhou Jing came in just now, he probably saw all the scattered clothes.

Especially those few light gauze shirts that Fangcun Mountain's close friend had insisted on giving her, with their meager materials and vibrant colors, now seemed even more embarrassing to her.

"Zhou Jing...you don't think I'm such a frivolous person, do you?"

The beautiful woman sighed.

Her delicate hands brushed across the bed, neatly folding the scattered clothes.

Suddenly, my fingertips paused, and the purple... item had vanished without a trace.

She frowned and counted again carefully. There were indeed fewer.

That soft silk garment was the most comfortable, and she wore it the most every day, so she would never forget it.

Only one person has entered this thatched hut on the back hill recently? And only one man.

That's Zhou Jing from just now.

Could it be that he stole it?
Thinking of this, and then of Zhou Jing's flustered farewell just now, I remembered this.

Last time, she used the "seven emotions illusion," which didn't leave a deep impression on Zhou Jing, since she used herself as a lure.
If she were to ask for it back, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?

However, one's most intimate possessions are being handled and abused day and night by others.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tremble, her heart filled with both shame and panic.

"Zhou Jing, you little thief, I misjudged you."

~

Outside the blessed land of Xieyue Sanxing Cave, the mountains and fields are deserted.

At least from the outside, it is an ordinary place.

There are neither famous mountains nor great rivers, nor valleys or waterfalls.

At this moment, two groups of people, more than twenty in total, were flying through the air above this mountain wilderness.

One of the teams mostly stood on magic swords, and as the sword light flowed, they all exuded extraordinary demeanor and remarkable style.

The man in the lead, in particular, was like a sharp sword, hard to miss.

The man's figure was as tall and solitary as a mountain peak, and he was dressed in black.

Adorned with a jade hairpin, he possessed an incomparably handsome face, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards towards his temples, and eyes as cold as stars in black ink, yet there was a touch of refined scholarly air about him.

at this time!

The man smiled, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Unexpectedly, Fairy Yaotai arrived ten days earlier than agreed."

The man's gaze fell on the woman in plain clothes standing at the front of the group opposite him.

The woman was tall and slender, her face covered by a light veil. She appeared to be in her early seventeen or eighteens, with only her bright, clear eyes visible.

A single vermilion mark between her brows burned brightly like a flame, yet her every glance possessed the ethereal beauty of a lotus flower emerging from the mortal realm.

If Zhou Jing were here, he would recognize this woman.

Back in Qinghe County, he joined forces with Zhuang Xiuyin to slay the drought demon.

The woman smiled and said, "I have long heard that Fangcun Mountain is a blessed land, and Xiuyin yearns to visit it, so I came here early."

As the clouds swirled, a hint of amusement flashed in the eyes of the man in black.

He naturally didn't believe Zhuang Xiuyin's explanation—West Kunlun had been at its zenith for a thousand years, and had already ranked among the top three of the nine immortal sects.

Fangcun Mountain is gradually declining, and now it can only compete with the secluded Jinguang Temple for cultivation.

The arrival of this fairy from the Jade Terrace ten days in advance must have a profound meaning.

Seeing that the other party would not say anything more, the man also stood with his hands behind his back in tacit agreement.

The mountain wind swept across his dark, wide sleeves, making his figure appear even more solitary and aloof, like a sword.

Zhuang Xiuyin gazed at the sky and suddenly saw a golden sliver of light appear as the clouds parted.

Dozens of disciples dressed in Fangcunshan Taoist robes filed out to greet them.

Zhuang Xiuyin smiled and murmured, "Five years later..."

"Fellow Daoist Jing Haoren, we are about to meet again."

(End of this chapter)