This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 445 What kind of Dao Sword Realm is this? They have no shame at all!

Su Ran Sword Master's teeth were clearly not as effective as her straw. She bit Xiang Yuan's neck, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not break through his thick and tough skin.

Xiang Yuan sat properly, ignoring Su Ran Sword Master's displeased gaze, and shrugged to indicate his refusal. It was either take a straw or continue to wait; there was no third possibility.

The more Xiang Yuan refused, the more excited Su Ran Sword Master became—or rather, the more insistent he became, determined to seize Bai Wuyan's territory in order to strike at her.

After biting for a while, Su Ran Sword Master was at a loss. With the situation developing to this point, attacking Bai Wuyan had become secondary. Driven by the desire to win, making Xiang Yuan obediently submit had become the main goal.

Unable to break through his defenses, he became extremely dissatisfied: "Speak! How exactly do you want me to retrieve the medicine? You must have another purpose in coming to Jianxinzhai. Just say it!"

Finally, I'm on the right track!
Xiang Yuan wiped the drool from his neck, picked up Sword Master Su Ran, moved him aside, and said, "To be honest, Sword Master, I've come here to seek divination. Two doubts have been lingering in my mind..."

Xiang Yuan explained the doubts he had with the gods last week and stated that Su Ran Sword Venerable was a fair person who did things for money, and that Bai Wuyan's VIP treatment was entirely negotiable as long as he could answer the questions.

"Alright, but I need to get the medicine first!"

"No, give me the answer first."

Xiang Yuan shook his head slightly. The fact that the simple-minded person knew the answer but didn't say it showed that these two questions were indeed of great importance. It was also possible that Su Ran Sword Master had figured out the answer and then remained silent. A losing deal was not an option, and precautions had to be taken.

"Outrageous! You're still wary of me? Do you really think I don't keep my word?"

"Ah."

Xiang Yuan nodded without hesitation. After the trip to the Lower Abyss Realm, the already less-than-impressive image of Sword Venerable Su Ran was further tarnished.

"..." x2
(乛乛)(一一;)
The two stared at each other, both expressing doubts about each other's character and worrying that the other would take the money and not do the job. They argued their points on this issue, neither willing to back down.

Finally, both sides compromised.

Xiang Yuan showed his other side of his neck. Su Ran Sword Master answered a question first: both parties would pay a deposit, so there would be no fear of taking the money and not doing the job.

"Whether all gods are loyal to the Heavenly Emperor is a simple question, and I happen to know the answer."

Sword Master Su Ran recounted the story of the first Heavenly Court, the most glorious Heavenly Court ever, where the Heavenly Emperor was the master of all gods and the most powerful innate deity in the world, ruling over the Three Realms with no one daring to disobey.

However, the Heavenly Emperor's power is not absolute. There are a few innate gods whose strength is only below that of the Heavenly Emperor. On the surface, they obey the Heavenly Court's orders, but in reality, they listen to orders but not procure them, living a carefree life with the Heavenly Court and never interacting with it.

The Heavenly Emperor killed them one by one!
At this point, Sword Master Su Ran narrowed his eyes, a cold and sharp light flashing in them.

After a moment, she suppressed her emotions and said to Xiang Yuan, "I have some information for you. Your beloved White Palace Princess, in her previous life, the Queen Mother of the West, died at the hands of the Heavenly Emperor."

Xiang Yuan froze, the unexpected gain truly startling him. He subconsciously asked, "If that's the case, why didn't Lord Bai kill Tianzong Ji Wuzhou, and who was the mastermind behind it all?"

Regardless of the mastermind behind it all, their strength should be above Bai Wuyan's. The broken sampan's performance in all aspects is poor, so it should not be a match for Bai Wuyan.

Given the arrogance of the White House owner, he should be getting his revenge for what he did in the past.

"The Heavenly Emperor is the Heavenly Emperor, not a reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor. Even if you possess the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, you are still a pawn of the Heavenly Emperor, let alone these reincarnations of the Heavenly Emperor..." Su Ran Sword Venerable said quietly.

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly and inquired about the origins of last week's events.

Su Ran Sword Master didn't speak, but beckoned to Xiang Yuan with her finger. She had already paid the deposit, and now it was Xiang Yuan's turn.

Xiang Yuan was shocked by the secret and almost forgot the terms of the deal. He raised his other neck and let Su Ran Sword Master fetch the medicine himself.

Hurry up, there's a second problem!

Sword Master Su Ran didn't move, maintaining Bai Wuyan's icy expression as she stared fixedly at Xiang Yuan.

What's the point of comparing? Don't waste your competitive spirit on weird things!

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes, reached out and scooped up the Su Ran Sword Master who was placed aside, and moved him back into his arms. His hands were well-behaved, not as intimate as they were with Bai Wuyan, but simply put their arms around the waist of the Su Ran Sword Master.

Su Ran Sword Master's eyes gleamed with secret joy, but as he said before, without Bai Wuyan's presence, his happiness was only half-hearted.

It's not a big problem. I'll bring it up when we meet another day!
Queen Mother of the West, your elixir of immortality has come to Jianxinzhai to find me again. There are many things I cannot say. You are magnanimous, so you certainly won't blame me, right?
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Thinking of this, Sword Master Su Ran's eyes lit up, and he bit down on Xiang Yuan's neck. The blood medicine entered his mouth, and he groaned comfortably.

happy!

After a while, Su Ran Sword Master smacked his lips. He had a very fruitful day. Unlike usual, he would only take a couple of sips through the straw before the medicine bottle was empty.

With the help of these blood-nourishing medicines, the ailing primordial spirit was quickly healed, and there was even some left over for cultivation.

She frowned, thinking that Bai Wuyan, having obtained West Kunlun, would inevitably surpass her in the future. From a long-term perspective, keeping Xiang Yuan in the Sword Heart Pavilion and cultivating both his primordial spirit and the small world together was the right thing to do.

The thought that I had finally managed to suppress was starting to stir again.

Seeing that he was about to lose control, Sword Master Su Ran glanced outside the gate of the Small Cave Heaven and saw that Shang Qingmeng was swearing and had reached the point of drawing her sword to betray her master and ancestors. His face immediately darkened.

Although I was very angry, I did manage to suppress my restless thoughts.

What can you do if your apprentice, whom you raised from scratch, is expelled from the sect? Just make do!

"Sword Master, now for the second question."

Seeing that the Sword Master at the door remained silent for a long time, squinting his eyes and not moving, Xiang Yuan kindly picked him up and moved him to the side.

"How dare you, that lowly servant girl surnamed Bai, sit here while I cannot?"

"Sword Master, this kind of competitive mentality is unacceptable. You may not lose out, but the pretty boy definitely benefits," Xiang Yuan kindly reminded him.

"But this is the Queen Mother of the West's pretty boy!"

"..."

That's just the gigolo getting the better deal!

Seeing Xiang Yuan staring blankly with dead fish eyes and not making a move, Su Ran Sword Venerable was very displeased and mocked him for being chaste. He said that King Mu of Zhou was not promiscuous and that the Queen Mother of the West was definitely not cuckolded.

Xiang Yuan shrugged, taking it as a compliment.

So thick-skinned!

Sword Master Su Ran let out a soft hum, closed his eyes, and murmured, "This country last week was truly strange. I seem to have some recollection of it... Strange, why can't I remember?"

He frowned repeatedly, as if divining or recalling something, and remained silent for a long time.

Xiang Yuan expressionlessly carried him back to the VIP seat, and Su Ran Sword Master suddenly realized: "I remember now!"

"What is it?"

"I do not know."

"..." x2
"Your glare won't help. If you don't know, you don't know. I don't know why it existed last week or why it existed in so many worlds." Sword Venerable Su Ran spoke the truth. She tried hard to recall, and that was the result.

Xiang Yuan's eyelids twitched: "Sword Master, is it possible that you could find some clues by doing some divination?"

"impossible."

Su Ran Sword Master said confidently, "An arrangement like last week must have a very deep implications. If we rashly make a divination, wouldn't it be asking for trouble by suffering a backlash and vomiting blood? No one would do such a foolish thing."

some!

Xiang Yuan gave the correct answer in his heart, picked up Su Ran Sword Master and threw him aside. Without divination, there would be no VIP seat.

Because Su Ran Sword Master was unwilling to perform a blood divination and could not provide the correct answer from last week, and Xiang Yuan did not provide Bai Wuyan's exclusive canteen, both of them felt that the other had broken his promise and was taking money without doing anything. However, they were also glad that they had taken precautions and that they had not lost too much.

That being said, Xiang Yuan was in the Sword Heart Pavilion, which meant he had fallen into the hands of Sword Master Su Ran, who could insert a straw at any time if he wanted to get medicine.

But forget about the VIP exclusive seats. Even if Sword Master Su Ran uses force, Xiang Yuan will not let her teeth break through her defenses.

After obtaining the blood medicine, the Sword Master Su Ran healed himself, taking three days to fully recover. He was reborn from the ashes, and his primordial spirit strength increased again.

During this time, they tried to seize a reserved seat but failed to break through the defenses, so they switched to using straws to chug drinks.

Based on the principle of equivalent exchange, he instructed Xiang Yuan on the cultivation methods of the small world, and did not let Xiang Yuan sit idle.

Naturally, Shang Qingmeng cursed for three days straight, saying things like her master was shameless and stole her man, using very vulgar language.

The Fairy Merchant had amazing perseverance, but Zi Ping didn't have that kind of patience. She was too tired to laugh and was yawning constantly, almost falling asleep.

Hiss!

As soon as the portal opened, Zi Ping was no longer sleepy. She strode forward, shielding her senior sister in front of her, and with an angry expression, she teleported into the small cave.

On the high platform, the Sword Master Su Ran sat cross-legged in meditation, his eyes gently closed, as if breathing in harmony with heaven and earth.

Dressed in pure white, untouched by any dust, with wide sleeves draped down, her body enveloped in mist and vapor, like swirling clouds and smoke.

Her face was as beautiful as jade, her eyebrows as exquisite as a painting, without a trace of effeminacy, only a cold and aloof air, like frost and snow, unlike any ordinary person.

The moisture lingered only three feet away from her, not daring to approach, which made her seem like an immortal descended from heaven, untouched by worldly affairs.

If Xiang Yuan hadn't been standing in a corner of the platform, his back to Shang Qingmeng and Zi Ping, rapidly tying his belt, the image of the reclusive Sword Master Su Ran would have been even more perfect.

Plain-Dyed Sword Master: (_)
You did that on purpose, you're so petty!

Shang Qingmeng: (￣皿￣)

It's been three days. Do you know how she's spent these three days?
Zi Ping: (ω)
wrong!

Ziping: (`へ≠)
Master, how could you do this? Three whole days! Ah Ping, you have no shame at all!

"You bitch..."

"Shut up!"

Shang Qingmeng drew her fingers into a sword shape, pointing it at Sword Master Su Ran, and was about to charge when Sword Master Su Ran interrupted her on the spot. A few curses outside the door were one thing; as her master, she could be hard of hearing and pretend she didn't hear anything. But to dare to gossip to her face again would be forcing her to use family discipline!

"I'll say it again: I only summoned him here for cultivation... I'm here to guide him in cultivation... In short, it's about cultivation."

Su Ran Sword Master was referring to the cultivation methods of the small world. It felt like the more he explained, the worse it got, and there was a suspicion of sophistry. So he decisively skipped the topic: "I have summoned you two here because I have something to tell you."

"I won't listen!"

Shang Qingmeng quickly stepped forward, pulled Xiang Yuan behind her, raised her hands to protect him, and said with red eyes, "I don't acknowledge this marriage, and it's no use you saying it."

"..." x3
Do you want to listen to what you're saying? x2
Well done, Senior Sister! Ah Ping will follow you to the death!

Zi Ping nodded repeatedly. Although she was not the victim, it did not prevent her from taking on the role of the victim and standing beside Shang Qingmeng with a shared sense of indignation, opposing the marriage.

Sword Master Su Ran was so angry that his nose almost crooked. Seeing Xiang Yuan standing there watching the show as if nothing had happened, he sneered, "You two unfilial disciples, I originally wanted to act as matchmakers for you and let you become princesses in the Overlord's Mansion. It seems that my good intentions have been taken for granted. I have only brought this humiliation upon myself."

Zi Ping's heart tightened, realizing she had gotten too close to the commotion and was now involved.

Master, it's a misunderstanding! Ah Ping is just a normal person. You can't just randomly matchmake for princesses!

Shang Qingmeng also scoffed, coldly saying, "What is he? Does he even deserve to marry me? Master, don't think you can shut your disciple up by arranging this marriage!"

They kept repeating the same old saying: that the fairy was pure and virtuous, and that her only goal was immortality. Xiang Yuan was just a passerby on the path to immortality, and there was no chance of marriage between them. Their blind date was only to make their cultivation smoother and save them a lot of tedious time.

Princesses and such are beneath the fairy's notice. Her master wants to use this to recruit and buy her off? No way!

Furthermore, Ah Ping cannot marry, and certain shameless masters are even less likely to marry.

The answer is no, the fairy does not agree to this marriage!

For a moment, everyone except Shang Qingmeng rolled their eyes. You don't want to marry him, but you won't let others marry him, and you even say you don't like him!

"If you really don't like him, why knock on the door? If I were to get close to him, what would happen... Ugh, you almost got me hooked."

Sword Master Su Ran, having teased for a while, sensed something was off and skipped the topic again, pointing at Xiang Yuan and saying, "You two don't need to glare at me. I said it's not true, and that's it. It was Wushuang Palace that made you suffer. That slut Bai Wuyan has already been having an affair with him."

"???" x3
Shang Qingmeng: Are you sure you're not mistaken? The one from Wushuang Palace is called Xiao Lingyue.

Zi Ping: Is this really true? Master, please tell me quickly and make things clear.

Xiang Yuan: Don't talk nonsense. You've ruined the reputation of honest people.

Shang Qingmeng frowned, and seeing that Su Ran Sword Master spoke as if it were true, she was disdainful. She slapped Zi Ping and made her step forward to speak.

You're involved too, so don't just stand at the back every time, go over and yell at her!

Zi Ping, eager to hear the gossip, stepped forward and said, "Master, as far as I know, my grandmaster... cough cough, I mean Xiang Yuan, the woman from Wushuang Palace who is engaged to him should be called Xiao Lingyue. As for the White Palace Master... I know that Wushuang Palace is despicable, but it's wrong to speak without evidence. Our Jianxinzhai is the most reasonable, so I hope you can explain things clearly, Master."

Hurry up and tell me, Ah Ping is so anxious.

"What's there to say? The methods of Wushuang Palace are just that despicable."

Sword Master Su Ran was unwilling to reveal the Queen Mother of the West's identity, as this was not something Shang Qingmeng and Zi Ping could hear. However, she had personally witnessed Xiang Yuan and Bai Wuyan's intimate encounter. The two embraced without any shyness, and their movements were fluid and graceful, clearly indicating that they had been having an affair for some time.

Even if we take a step back, the legends of the Queen Mother of the West and King Mu of Zhou already exist in the Three Thousand Worlds, which is a settled fact, so how could it be false!
She sneered, "That Xiang fellow is practically an elixir of immortality. That vile maid Bai Wuyan saw that her disciple had benefited from it and became envious. She had no self-respect or dignity as a teacher and snatched it from her disciple. Now, who knows how many times she's enjoyed it, even in front of her disciple. She's truly shameless and utterly shameless!"

"..." x3
Sword Master Su Ran was smiling when he suddenly noticed something amiss in his two disciples' eyes. He straightened them out and flew into a rage.

What kind of looks are those? I'm talking about Bai Wuyan, not introducing myself. Wushuang Palace is morally corrupt, but Jianxinzhai is not.

It seems our Sword Heart Sect isn't much different!

Zi Ping sighed inwardly, not understanding when Jianxinzhai had become like this. Today it lost to Wushuang Palace, what about tomorrow? After losing to Wushuang Palace, will it lose to Jiledao as well?
Seeing the expressions on his two disciples' faces, and Xiang Yuan's suppressed laughter, Sword Master Su Ran knew that the misunderstanding was beyond repair. He said irritably, "In short, the man surnamed Xiang is Bai Wuyan's lover. If he falls into the hands of my Sword Heart Sect, he'll be skinned alive, if not killed. You two take him away..."

Sword Master Su Ran smiled and looked at Xiang Yuan: "You two can do whatever you want with me!"

It's easy to provoke Bai Wuyan, but you can only talk about it and not risk getting yourself into trouble. But you can't do that with her; she has two disciples!

“Master makes it sound so easy. What I fear is that when I’m halfway through dealing with something, a hand will reach out from mid-air and try to take over the task itself.”

Shang Qingmeng said sarcastically, "Aping, tell me, how was that person dealt with?"

"Ah this..."

"speak!"

"Junior sister doesn't quite understand. In my humble opinion, it might take three days and three nights to deal with it!" Zi Ping lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer.

"Why are you speaking so softly? You're not lying, you're telling the truth!"

Shang Qingmeng grumbled and said loudly, "Our Sword Heart Sect is not the Peerless Palace. If you don't speak your mind, how can you cultivate a sword that will never break? Disciples still have the right to tell the truth."

Su Ran Sword Master was struck by two swords in the chest, and was so angry that he lost all his temper. He raised his hand and sent the three people in front of him out of the small cave and moved them to Zi Ping's courtyard.

Zi Ping: "..."

Why is it Ah Ping's courtyard again? Can't you go somewhere else?
The scene shifts to A-Ping facing the wall.

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Three days later, Xiang Yuanshen left Jianxinzhai with a full heart. As he expected, as long as Shang Qingmeng released the person, Su Ran Sword Venerable would not stop him.

As for why Shang Qingmeng released the person...

That's true. She can guard against A Ping, but she can't guard against certain shameless Sword Master masters.

What kind of Dao Sword Realm is this? She has no sense of shame whatsoever, unlike her, who has never relinquished her self-restraint as a fairy.

As for Xiang Yuan's side, although the losses were heavy, the fact that he left Jianxinzhai unscathed was already a great victory. With this escape, he no longer needed to worry about being detained when he went to Jianxinzhai in the future.

The backyard of the Overlord's Mansion.

Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er were instructing Xiao Lingyan, while the artistic young woman was playing the piano in the corridor with her head bowed, providing background music. When Xiang Yuan appeared, looking exhausted, they both rolled their eyes.

With a build like yours, who are you trying to fool?
Having not seen each other for over a month, Xiao Lingyue was quite resentful and said, "Isn't this Prince Xiang? So you still remember you have a home. Tell me, where did you go to have your fun this time?"

"Sword Heart Studio".

"..."

They're framing Jianxinzhai again; it should clearly be Wushuang Palace.

Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes, wanting to say a few more sarcastic remarks, when she saw Chan'er, like a swallow, leap into Xiang Yuan's arms.

Xiao Lingyue: (_)
Traitor, it's always you!

Xiang Yuan sat upright on the veranda, leaning against the railing, holding the demoness in his arms. He hadn't been home for a while and asked if any kind people had come to deliver gifts to him recently.

Really!
When Xiao Lingyue and Xiao Lingyan went to the capital, they brought back a bunch of gifts.

Xiang Yuan had always encouraged this kind of behavior of bringing goods from the bride's family home. Upon hearing this, he immediately perked up and scolded the two women for not waiting any longer and going back to their parents' home with him, since three hands could carry more.

Xiao Lingyue was speechless: "Your Highness, Yanmei and I can wait for you, but we can't wait for the coronation ceremony!"

Because the overlord had not yet arrived, the Xiao family of the capital city made wild guesses, and the enthronement ceremony almost failed to take place.

Has the dog father ascended the throne?
Xiang Yuan was taken aback upon hearing this. It seemed that there was such a saying. The coronation was to be held after the New Year. However, due to the trip to and from the Lower Abyss Realm, he missed the coronation ceremony.

Then I realized I'd missed the New Year.

No wonder the first wife was so resentful today, and Chan'er was... still the same as usual. So that's why.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and slapped his forehead, saying that cultivation knows no time, and that he was wrong this time. He promised to stay home for the foreseeable future and obediently enjoy the company of women in the backyard.

Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze slightly.

Good grief, those losers are still crying here!

Alright, alright, tomorrow we'll set off for Guanyin Temple and take the princesses to pray to the Guanyin Bodhisattva who grants children.

He had prayed to Guanyin Bodhisattva some time ago. Guanyin Bodhisattva's Buddhist teachings were profound and her speech was elegant. She quickly convinced him.

Xiao Lingyue shook her head. Xiang Yuan thought it would be difficult to stay at home, so she took out a bright red wedding invitation and placed it in front of Xiang Yuan.

"Who is it that's collecting wedding gifts from the Tyrant's Mansion?"

Xiang Yuan took the wedding invitation and his eyes lit up as soon as he saw the names of the two newlyweds.

The moon still shines on the river.

Qu Rou.

"How shameless! You two are master and disciple, how enviable... yet disgusting!"

Xiang Yuan stared intently at the wedding invitation. He vaguely remembered that when he released Qu Rou, he asked that lovers be united in marriage and that the wedding invitation be presented to him.

Unexpectedly, my sister-in-law dared to keep her promise.

The question is, is this wedding invitation Yue Huanjiang and Qu Rou's idea, or is it a scheme orchestrated by someone behind the scenes?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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