This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 487 The roof leaks above my bed, there's nowhere dry; the rain falls like a never-ending stream.

"Ahem, well, Fairy Shang, you've emerged from seclusion?"

Xiang Yuan, his hands supporting him on the high platform, felt embarrassed by Shang Qingmeng's intense gaze. His handsome face flushed red, and he changed the subject, saying, "Congratulations, Fairy! Your cultivation has been perfected, and you have achieved the union of the two bodies. You are one step closer to becoming an immortal. How wonderful it will be to enjoy immortal bliss forever in the future!"

(ω)
Trying to get by with cuteness.

The effect was predictable. Shang Qingmeng heard it with her own ears: during her seclusion, the lowly maid was having sex with Xiang Yuan right above her head. Finding it too crowded, she brought over the stinky A Ping and Qin Zhaorong to watch.

Today I witnessed it with my own eyes: Xiang Yuan came in, took off his clothes and took a bath, intending to do some pleasurable things with the lowly maid.

The perpetrators have been caught red-handed; how can we tolerate such unreasonable arguments?
Shang Qingmeng grabbed Xiang Yuan's hair, her anger burning as she pulled him up, and said coldly, "You've come at the wrong time. That lowly maid Su Ran is no longer in Jianxinzhai."

"No way, you really killed the Sword Master?"

"I think she ran fast and didn't catch up."

Shang Qingmeng looked indignant as she recounted what had happened that day. Xiang Yuan was filled with regret, thinking that if he had arrived two days earlier, he could have witnessed the spectacle.

Currently, the whereabouts of the Sword Master Su Ran are unknown, and the position of sect leader has been taken over by Shang Qingmeng.

While feeling frustrated, Xiang Yuan felt as if thunderbolts were rolling down his spine, and everything seemed unbelievable. Only the Sword Heart Sect could pull this off; if it were in the Peerless Palace, anyone who dared to do such a thing would surely be slapped into a pancake by the White Palace Master.

Looking at it this way, although Sword Master Su Ran is indeed not good at this or that, he has a good temper. He was scolded by his disciple and ran away in a sorry state, without even saying a harsh word like "I will come back".

Putting it in the Peerless Palace is something I wouldn't even dare to dream of!
"If I can't deal with this lowly servant, I can deal with you. Now, tell me, what else do you have to say in your defense?"

"It's already been prepared, bah! What I mean is, if one is innocent, why bother with sophistry?"

Xiang Yuan spread her hands: "Fairy Shang, don't you even think about what kind of people A-Ping and You Rong are? They're the epitome of..."

"Wait a minute, who is You Rong?"

"It is Consort Qin."

Xiang Yuan kindly informed her that Shang Qingmeng had been in seclusion recently and had not been online, so she was unaware of the Jianxinzhai version update and specially created a patch for You Rong.

"This is outrageous! Even You Rong has been given an affectionate nickname!"

It would have been better if Xiang Yuan hadn't explained; the more he did, the angrier Shang Qingmeng became.

Long ago, she was unhappy that Ziping was affectionately called Aping by Xiang Yuan. Now even You Rong has moved up, but she has nothing.

"You are a fairy!"

"Do I need you to tell me I'm a fairy?"

"..."

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes. As expected of the Fairy of Commerce, she had her own set of thought processes and logic, and easily confused him.

"Keep making excuses. Are A-Ping and You-Rong typical little bitches?"

Shang Qingmeng was particularly talkative today: "That's right. The two of them were taught by that lowly maid Su Ran. Like master, like servant. If their master is not righteous, then the two of them are naturally no good either."

Uh, Fairy Shang, do you want to listen to what you're saying? You and those two share the same master, and you're even the senior sister!
Xiang Yuan looked embarrassed: "Fairy Shang, you're exaggerating. A Ping and You Rong are the kind of people who love to watch the show and stir things up. They're just trying to see you and Sword Master fight. They're just plain malicious. You little bitches have gone too far."

“Ah Ping and you are having an affair, why is she stirring up trouble? Does she have the right to stay out of it?”

Shang Qingmeng sneered: "Besides, I saw it all. That lowly servant girl thought she was in the way and wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible. She bullied her with fabricated charges, clearly wanting to drive her out of Jianxinzhai."

Oh, there's this kind of fun too. Just how much of this did Xiang miss out on?

Xiang Yuan was so anxious that he kept scratching his head. If he had known that Jianxinzhai was such a lot of fun, he wouldn't have been hanging around Wushuang Palace.

Let's make a deal: can we bring back the Sword Master and reenact the incident?
Xiang Yuan was filled with frustration, but he kept talking: "The Sword Master's reprimand of A Ping must have been for other reasons. A Ping was angry but dared not act rashly, so she added fuel to the fire and colluded with You Rong to deceive you."

"If Ah Ping wouldn't dare to act presumptuously, why would this fairy dare?"

Before you speak, take a look at what you're sitting on.

But what you did can't just be called being presumptuous, you practically rebelled!
Xiang Yuan thought to himself, "Sword Heart Sect can't do without the Door Fence Sword Master. This godforsaken place can refresh extraterrestrial demons at any time, and Shang Qingmeng alone can't stop them."

He dared not even imagine what would happen to all those beautiful young ladies once the extraterrestrial demons took over Sword Heart Pavilion.

Xiang Yuan thought about it. If he could think of this, then Sword Master Su Ran certainly could too. He probably hadn't left and was probably watching the fun openly somewhere!
This is outrageous! When did Jianxinzhai become like this? Can it ever recover?

Having figured out the key point, Xiang Yuan was no longer flustered and casually said, "Fairy Shang, I think it would be more appropriate for you to bring back the Sword Master."

"What? So you're allowed to bully your disciple, but the disciple can't kick her out of the house?"

"..."

That's really how it is in the world of cultivation.

Shang Qingmeng had her own set of logic, and it was particularly reasonable. Xiang Yuan knew he couldn't argue with her, so he decisively resorted to a crooked trick: "Fairy Shang, you don't want your master to be driven out of her home because of you, and then, with nowhere else to go, she'll marry into the Tyrant's Mansion to live off him, right?"

"I'll marry him if I want, it's none of my business."

Then don't let your eyes get red!
Xiang Yuan casually pulled his robe around his waist, sat down next to Shang Qingmeng, and after a few tugs, successfully pulled her into his arms.

At first glance, Shang Qingmeng punches Su Ran Sword Master and kicks A Ping and You Rong, and no one in Jianxinzhai can stop her. But if you think about it carefully, Su Ran Sword Master and Zi Ping know they are innocent but don't say anything, and Qin Zhaorong is just a pure idiot.

This isn't Shang Qingmeng dominating Jianxinzhai at all; she's clearly surrounded by people who enjoy entertainment.

How pitiful!
Xiang Yuan felt quite sorry for you and said truthfully, "Actually, it's all a misunderstanding. Ah Ping and I are innocent, as are Sword Master. They deliberately provoked you just to see what would happen."

"Did you practice dual cultivation?"

"..."

"Speak up! Where has your innocence gone?"

Shang Qingmeng sneered repeatedly. This dog of a man still dares to argue even now. He really won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin.

With a wave of her hand, she manipulated the spatial strings with her fingertips and immediately produced two witnesses.

Zi Ping: ('ω')
Qin Zhaorong: ()
Xiang Yuan: (_)
“Ah Ping, I’ve come to ask you something. The man surnamed Xiang says he and you are innocent…”

"Nonsense! How can you be innocent!"

Before Shang Qingmeng could finish her question, Ziping angrily interrupted her. "Aping is already in such a miserable state, and you won't even let her have some fun? This isn't just bullying an honest person; it's treating her like she's not human at all."

Hey kid, don't go too far. Hurry up and admit we're having an affair, or we're no longer brothers!

"Uh, thinking back, Ah Ping and I were indeed not innocent; we did this and that."

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes. He had already tried his best, but Shang Qingmeng just had to make things difficult for him, as if she couldn't be happy unless she was bullied.

"Why didn't you just tell the truth? Why did you have to make excuses!"

Shang Qingmeng glared fiercely at Ziping, then caught a glimpse of Qin Zhaorong grinning from ear to ear, and snapped, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? Go and guard the door."

No, Senior Sister! There's plenty of room here, enough to accommodate everyone!

Qin Zhaorong shook her head repeatedly, her face full of loyalty, and said, "Senior Sister, I've always been the one to stand up for you, and today is no exception. Just say who you want to scold, I have plenty of words to say."

"Heh, you didn't say that when I told you to curse that lowly servant last time."

Shang Qingmeng scoffed and glared at Ziping: "You too, a piece of trash. You deserve to be bullied by that lowly servant. You don't even dare to speak to her face. You only deserve to be bullied."

"..." x2
That's not something I can yell at. Besides, she didn't steal my man! x2
Watching the number one traitor sit on the sect leader's throne, reprimanding the number two and number three traitors, imparting his experience, and teaching them how to start with zero frames, Xiang Yuan wanted to laugh but dared not show his teeth, and scratched his head anxiously.

"You Rong, tell me, what did this lowly servant do in front of you that day?"

"Reporting to Senior Sister, I'm tongue-tied and can't quite put my finger on it. I only know that we'll have a junior sister next year," Qin Zhaorong sighed.

If you're not good with words, then no one else can be as eloquent.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and called for a halt: "That's enough, no need to reconcile accounts. I did have an affair with Amen, and we've done all sorts of things, but there's still no news about Junior Sister. Sword Master said I'm still a child, and she's at the age where she should be out in the world, so she can't be held back by a child."

Who is Amen? x3
Your nickname is a bit off-topic! x3
Zi Ping frowned, and Qin Zhaorong tilted her head. The two women racked their brains but could not connect Amen with Su Ran Sword Master.

Shang Qingmeng doesn't have this kind of trouble. Her troubles are different. She lost to Aping, then to Yourong, and now she's even lost to Amen. She's the only one who doesn't have an affectionate nickname.

Enraged, he pushed Xiang Yuan down, intending to kill him in front of everyone.

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Oh dear, how could you do this? Is this something Ah Ping/You Rong could watch? x2
My senior sister really doesn't treat me like an outsider! x2
"Fairy, calm down. Think about what you said before. I was delusional and self-righteous. I only gained your favor for cultivation. You must guard your true heart!" Xiang Yuan hurriedly stopped him.

The goal is to quickly control the population; those who are utterly wicked should be spared.

"Hmph, still so wishful thinking, self-righteous, delusional, overestimating one's abilities, and having unrealistic desires..."

Shang Qingmeng looked down at him, still using the same old fairy-like rhetoric. First, she mocked Xiang Yuan's delusional talk, reaffirming her fairy-like persona, and then said fiercely, "Whatever those two have, this fairy will have too. Not only that, but I will have more than they have combined."

The key point is that neither of them has it!

Besides, if you're so right, why are your eyes all red?

Xiang Yuan wanted to retort, but seeing the tears welling up in Shang Qingmeng's fierce eyes, he felt sorry for her and reached out to pinch her cheek. "Let's make it clear first, it's just reciting poetry, nothing else."

Xiang Yuan looked around. The place was beautiful, practically outdoors. There were two guys standing nearby, their fingers splayed wide. Shang Qingmeng didn't mind, but he was not!

The space rippled and spread, and Xiang Yuan disappeared with Shang Qingmeng.

……

The Jianxinzhai courtyard, Shang Qingmeng's boudoir, is as simple and elegant as she is, without any fancy decorations.

Pushing open the sandalwood door carved with sparse plum blossoms, a faint, cool fragrance wafts towards you, like green bamboo in the snow, or orchids under the moon.

Behind the plain gauze screen, two figures could be vaguely seen; it was Xiang Yuan teaching Shang Qingmeng to recite poetry.

"The roof leaks so much that there is no dry spot by the bed; the rain falls like a never-ending stream."

Then it was gone.

Xiang Yuan didn't mind reciting two more poems, but the medicine was too strong, especially the high-quality medicine from legitimate channels. Shang Qingmeng was forced into seclusion as soon as she came out of seclusion.

Xiang Yuan led the person to the bottom of the spiritual spring, and sat cross-legged, embracing the spring with his primordial spirit. He then opened up the principles of heaven and earth that he and Sword Venerable Su Ran had been comprehending together, allowing Shang Qingmeng to choose for herself.

I vaguely remember that Shang Qingmeng once said that Xiang Yuan should copy some Dao Sword Realm techniques from Su Ran Sword Master and then bring them to her.

A prophecy!
But when she actually copied it, she became unhappy.

The two clowns had already left. Xiang Yuan floated up, sat cross-legged on the high platform, meditated for a moment, and slowly said, "Sword Master, come out. I know you haven't left."

You've already seen the fun. Even the Sword Heart Sect's King Shang Qingmeng has gone into seclusion. How long do you plan to hide?
The effect was mediocre. It seemed that Su Ran Sword Master had really been kicked out of his home. He could not hear what Xiang Yuan said, so he was unable to show himself.

Xiang Yuan had his own way of dealing with such shameless people. He would prick his fingertip, let a wisp of blood spill out, and at the same time spread out a small world projection, baiting the spot and attaching bait. He was not afraid of not being able to catch the Sword Master Su Ran.

A moment later, Su Ran Sword Master leaped out, rubbing her hands together as she walked away. When she caught sight of Shang Qingmeng sitting underwater, she quickly composed herself and adopted the image of a venerable fairy.

"You really are something, how did you manage to coax Qingmeng into seclusion here again?"

Su Ran Sword Master, full of complaints, sat cautiously in Xiang Yuan's arms, glancing down from time to time, afraid of being caught on the spot.

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Sword Master, I heard that you were kicked out of Sword Heart Sect by Fairy Shang and can't go home. You're living a very miserable life!"

"What, you want me to move to the Tyrant's Mansion?"

"It's just being sarcastic, anyone can do that," said Su Ran Sword Master, confident in her sharp tongue, and promptly retorted.

Xiang Yuan guessed wrong. Su Ran Sword Master was not hiding in Jianxinzhai. Shang Qingmeng's Zero Frame attack was impossible to defend against. She was particularly guilty about the matter of dual cultivation of primordial spirit, so she ran away and stayed in the small cave at the sword competition for the past two days.

Extraterrestrial demons frequently spawn in the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Heart Sect's Sword Pillar. Even after Sword Venerable Su Ran left, he kept an eye on it. Although he didn't see Xiang Yuan teaching Shang Qingmeng to recite poetry, he clearly saw them baiting the spot. He couldn't resist and took the bait.

So fragrant!
Perhaps because it was done stealthily, Su Ran Sword Master acted extremely quickly, scratching Xiang Yuan with her claws, and soon ended this dual cultivation session.

It's clear that she is indeed very afraid of Shang Qingmeng.

Perhaps out of fear of that merciless mouth, or perhaps out of fear that his disciple would lose her pearls, after the dual cultivation ended, he sat upright, repeatedly pounding his chest, saying he was extremely regretful.

Pull up your pants, and you'll speak with confidence!
Xiang Yuan gave Su Ran Sword Master a disdainful look and said irritably, "Pound your own chest!"

Su Ran Sword Master rolled her eyes. She said the same thing again: A Ping seemed easy to bully. She had tried it and found that she could easily control her. Her weak appearance made it seem as if her man had not been stolen.

Shang Qingmeng was no match for him; she simply couldn't control Xiang Yuan, who acted like a bull demon king, willingly stepping forward to take on everything.

"The way you put it, it makes it seem like we have something now that we don't," Xiang Yuan retorted.

Otherwise, they'd all be practicing dual cultivation...

You don't understand anything at all!
Sword Master Su Ran was too lazy to explain anything. If the primordial spirits were to become close, their hearts would naturally be connected. It was only a matter of time before things came to fruition. Even if she was innocent now, things would remain unclear in the future. She wouldn't say such blunt truths.

As for what happens in the future...

That's a problem for Sword Master Su Ran to consider tomorrow. What does it have to do with Sword Master Su Ran today?
It's none of your business, just hang up!

"Sword Master, I've come to you to confirm your stance," Xiang Yuan said, getting straight to the point.

"No, Qingmeng will not agree to this marriage."

"..." x2
(;乛乛)(Д〃)
What, aren't we talking about the same thing?

Su Ran Sword Master coughed lightly, smoothly ending the awkward silence and urging Xiang Yuan to clarify his thoughts instead of always speaking in riddles.

How dare you call someone a riddle person!
Xiang Yuan cursed his bad luck and explained his purpose. The nascent Heavenly Court had appeared out of nowhere, and the mastermind Zhang Tianyang would soon extend his evil claws. At this critical juncture, continuing to fight with Bai Wuyan would only cause internal strife.

Once order is restored in Heaven, if the two have any further disputes, he promises not to take sides.

"It's clearly that old hag who's been targeting me all along. Which eye of yours saw me being relentless?" Su Ran Sword Venerable was extremely displeased. Xiang Yuan always sided with Bai Wuyan, and now he was even twisting the truth, turning black into white.

Xiang Yuan paused for a moment. Indeed, Bai Wuyan was the one who started the trouble. The Queen Mother of the West attempted to control the reincarnated people, and Su Ran Sword Venerable was forced to retaliate.

But then...

Xiang Yuan looked at the small mouth in front of him. It was not as gaudy as the rouge applied to it. It was like a newly blooming peony, soaked by the morning dew, and then shone with a translucent vermilion color in the sunlight.

How can such a beautiful mouth maintain such a high output?

He was completely baffled by the idea of ​​riding on his sister's back, and said that she couldn't stand it.

"As for the White House official, she's actually very reasonable; Xiang Yuan has already persuaded her..."

"How did you manage to seduce him? I, your disciple, am eager to hear it." Sword Master Su Ran was no longer sleepy and asked Xiang Yuan to recount the story in detail.

After saying that, he seemed to have forgotten something, so he sorted it out and added Ah Ping.

She explained that it wasn't that she deliberately forgot about A-Ping, but rather that the latter was weak and lacked the assertiveness one would expect when a man is robbed, making her too easy to bully, so she subconsciously forgot about her.

Yes, Ah Ping's acting skills are still lacking. This is a reminder so that she can start with zero frames in the future.

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly and said, "Sword Master, enough with the nonsense. The White Palace Master promised me that she wouldn't treat you like you... uh, I mean, she won't take you seriously... In short, in this critical moment of life and death, it's not advisable to fight. Otherwise, if an ambitious Heavenly Emperor ascends to the top, none of us will have a good time!"

"Hehe, your wife is so doting on you, always so obedient to you. You must have put a lot of effort into her, right?"

"Just say it's okay!"

"Alright, I also have a portion of the Elixir of Immortality. What harm is there in tolerating her for a moment?" Sword Venerable Su Ran narrowed his eyes slightly.

"In that case, I shall take my leave."

Xiang Yuan patted his bottom, moved the beauty in his arms to the side, and left immediately after getting the reply.

Is it so realistic?

Sword Master Su Ran looked completely bewildered, and after a moment he curled his lip and said, "Slap your own butt!"

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.

Southern Xinjiang, the Road to the Underworld.

The infamous reputation of Xiang Wentian, the Left Envoy of the Underworld, was known to all the Taoists of the Underworld. Therefore, as soon as Xiang Yuan entered the gate, not a single chicken or dog was left within ten miles, and not even a ghost could be seen.

Haters are still haters, and so is dark energy.

Xiang Yuan wasn't one to care about such details. He was quite satisfied with his intimidating presence. He released the pressure of a Grandmaster in the Integration Stage and strode headed straight for the forbidden area with an air of indifference.

Those who were unaware, such as Zuo Lengxie and others, were filled with unease under the pressure of the Grandmaster, thinking that Xiang Yuan was not satisfied with taking the Holy Maiden and also wanted to... seize the position of Dao Lord.

It's definitely impossible for him to have taken over the Dao Lord position; he's been dead for countless years.

For a time, people were filled with fear and apprehension, worried that the Dao Lord was no match for him, that the Yellow Springs Dao would change its ways, and that under the leadership of Xiang Yuan's Yinming, it would revert to its former status as a wicked and evil sect.

Some people are already thinking of secretly organizing a memorial service for Dao.

This is what happens when someone with a low level of cultivation sees the imposing and unparalleled power of the Hegemon-King of Western Chu and assumes that the unassuming Daoist Master is doomed to perish.

Those with true understanding, like Xiang Yuan, are well aware of just how terrifying the Dao Lord's cultivation level is.

This mysterious Dao Master is at least a True Immortal!
Considering that the idiot is unfathomable and possesses everything, his cultivation level is definitely above that of True Immortals like the White Palace Master and the Gate-Crack Sword Venerable. Moreover, the Dao Lord has cooperated with the idiot before, so even if the idiot comes to her territory, he wouldn't dare to wreak havoc. As soon as Xiang Yuan entered the forbidden area, his ruthless steps became more restrained, and his eyes became clear.

"Lord Dao, Xiang Wentian, the Left Envoy of the Yellow Springs, has come to pay his respects."

Xiang Yuan bowed respectfully, but received no response. He then changed his address, saying, "The young sect master of the Heavenly Sect has come to the Yellow Springs Path to request an audience with the Dao Master!"

Rumble!
At the end of the stone tablet road, a black, multicolored, wordless stele rises from the ground, and within the coffin sealed by heavy chains, a pair of eyes seem to slowly open.

"Young Sect Master, has your arrival been for the Heavenly Court?"

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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