Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 395 My Classmates Are Gone (Seeking Further Subscriptions)

Little Lonely Peak, Cold Moon Pavilion.

Shen Xuan looked up and gazed at the bright moon in the sky.

Like a silver plate, it scatters countless silver rays.

People today do not see the moon of old, yet the moon of today once shone on people of old.

With a sigh in his heart, Shen Xuan stepped forward and knocked on the door of Hanyue Pavilion.

The maid guarding the gate was awakened.

"It's the dead of night, and the master of the house is already asleep. Please leave, guest."

"Please inform him that Shen Xuan requests an audience with Junior Sister Qin."

Upon hearing Shen Xuan's name, the maid suddenly awoke, her voice becoming much more polite.

"So it is Master Shen. Please wait a moment, this servant will go and inform the master."

Clearly, the name Shen Xuan holds a special place in Hanyue Pavilion.

Not long after.

The doors of Hanyue Pavilion opened gently.

A beautiful female cultivator, dressed in white like snow and with bright eyes and a jade-like face, stood before Shen Xuan.

A familiar, subtle fragrance.

It was Qin Yuehan, whom I hadn't seen for many years.

"Senior brother, please come in."

Qin Yuehan bowed slightly and then turned to lead Shen Xuan inside.

Gazing at Qin Yuehan's graceful and slender figure from behind.

Shen Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

We entered the reception room.

After the maid served the spirit tea, she left the room.

The two sat opposite each other.

Shen Xuan noticed that Qin Yuehan's pretty face was not as blushing as it used to be, like white jade.

Instead, it presents a sickly, delicate pallor.

A few hours ago.

Shen Xuan learned that Wang Fugui was about to die of old age.

Think again and again.

He decided to discuss the matter with Qin Yuehan himself.

Now, Lü Zhengying's status is far removed from that of the two of them.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lü Zhengying will stop at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

He is about to leave the Qingyun Sect to establish a cultivation family.

Previously, Shen Xuan had deliberately avoided Qin Yuehan.

Actually, it was for Qin Yuehan's own good.

Previously, he became Qin Yuehan's inner demon, which was originally Qin Yuehan's longing during her teenage years.

Who could have expected it.

after many years.

Shen Xuan joined the Qingyun Sect.

His cultivation level has advanced by leaps and bounds, and his combat power is astonishing.

He has repeatedly demonstrated his exceptional skills.

He also fought alongside Qin Yuehan, helping her solidify her Green Wood Spirit Body.

After forty years of honing his skills in the world of independent cultivators.

As Shen Xuan built his foundation, he seemed to defy aging, becoming handsome, refined, and confident.

Qin Yuehan's past feelings, unknowingly, were rekindled and burned fiercely like a raging flame.

After Shen Xuan realized this, he could only keep his distance and make excuses to distance himself.

He didn't expect that.

Qin Yuehan is over a hundred years old, yet she still has the heart of a young girl.

She's still so sentimental and innocent, never longing for love.

Thinking about it, it makes sense.

This kind of situation was commonplace in the previous world.

It's no longer news that a woman in her fifties or sixties, with the heart of a young girl, is having an affair.

Qin Yuehan, a princess, joined the Qingyun Sect for cultivation.

Although he is over a hundred years old.

My experience with romantic relationships is completely blank.

Then he encountered a superior figure like Shen Xuan, who was outstanding in strength and refined in appearance.

Naturally, one becomes hopelessly and irrevocably drawn into it.

There's nothing anyone else can do to help with this.

We can only wait for her to have an epiphany and sever the ties of love with her own wisdom.

If it weren't for Wang Fugui's passing, Shen Xuan wouldn't have come to see Qin Yuehan.

“Wang Fugui’s lifespan is coming to an end. I heard from Junior Brother Lü that it will only take him two or three days.”

Shen Xuan sipped his spiritual tea, avoiding Qin Yuehan's bright, clear eyes.

"My junior brother Lü and I discussed it and decided to go to Longmen Market tomorrow to see him off on his final journey."

"Time is of the essence, so I can only visit late at night. Junior Sister Qin, would you be free to come with me?"

Qin Yuehan gazed at this handsome and refined senior brother who kept her up at night.

She said softly, "Yue Han is always available."

There's no way to respond to that.

Shen Xuan made an excuse that it was already late at night and that they would meet at the entrance of the Qingyun Sect the next morning.

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

We walked a long way.

Only then did he secretly turn around and look.

At the entrance of Hanyue Pavilion, a slender figure still stood there, like a willow swaying in the wind.

……

Longmen Market.

The Liu family mansion, owned by the head manager of Juxianlou Restaurant.

A luxurious Qingyun Sect carriage stopped at the gate.

"Elder Lü, we've arrived."

The Qingyun Sect servant driving the carriage said with a smile.

Lü Zhengying got off the carriage.

Lift the curtain and let the other two passengers out.

They were all wearing cloaks, their faces obscured by light veils.

One in green and one in white, they're probably a couple.

The servants of the Qingyun Sect were secretly alarmed.

Even Elder Lü, given his status, was obliged to lift the curtain for the couple.

One can imagine how prestigious the couple must have been.

A short, stout old man who bore a resemblance to Wang Fugui quickly stepped forward.

"Elder Lü, two Immortal Masters, please come in!"

"You are Liu Xianxian, the eldest son of Wang Fugui."

"Yes. I am Liu Xianxian."

"Lead the way."

Liu Xianxian gave him a wink.

The Liu family guards quickly dispersed the crowd in front, making way for them.

"How is Fugui doing?"

"The doctor said that my father can hold on for three more days."

Liu Xianxian said respectfully.

He dared not glance at the two cloaked cultivators behind Lü Zhengying.

The father had vaguely mentioned the identities of these two people.

This is not someone he, a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator from a family, could associate with.

Even Lü Zhengying.

It was also out of consideration for her father's many years of hard work for her.

That's when I came to see him one last time.

Entered the inner house.

A large group of people, probably Wang Fugui's descendants, numbering a dozen or so, were divided into several factions and were arguing loudly inside.

"Shut up!"

"You disgraceful wretch, all of you get out!"

Liu Xianxian was so angry that he cursed loudly.

“Brother, why…” An old man in purple brocade robes stepped out from the crowd and said to Liu Xianxian.

He had barely opened his mouth when Liu Xianxian interrupted him.

"Second son, how dare you disobey your father?"

The old man in the brocade robe looked towards the bed.

Father Wang Fugui, with his cloudy eyes and withered, old hands, was slowly waving at them.

The meaning is clear.

Tell them to come out of the house.

The old man in the brocade robe said nothing more and silently left the house.

The rest of the people followed behind and went out.

"I'm sorry to have made Elder Lü laugh at me."

Liu Xianxian immediately went out and closed the bedroom door tightly.

Shen Xuan helped Qin Yuehan remove her cloak.

"Fugui, look! Who's come to see you!"

Lü Zhengying propped up Wang Fugui's head.

"Brother Shen, Princess, you've arrived!"

A slight smile appeared on Wang Fugui's old face.

"You unworthy descendants have made a fool of yourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fugui was panting heavily, unable to catch his breath.

Clearly, his bodily functions had completely deteriorated, and he was on the verge of death.

Shen Xuan took off his cloak and walked up to Wang Fugui.

Extend your index finger and gently tap the space between Wang Fugui's eyebrows.

In just a few breaths.

Wang Fugui's complexion turned rosy.

"Thank you very much, Brother Shen."

"No need to thank me. I'm just unleashing the last of your body's potential. In twelve hours, you will ascend to the Immortal Realm."

"Hehe, twelve hours, that's good."

Wang Fugui gestured for Lü Zhengying to let go, and then sat up against the headboard.

"Brother Shen, you are still as handsome as ever."

"Little Princess, you are still so beautiful!"

"Young Marquis, you've grown old!"

Looking at the old and frail Wang Fugui, Shen Xuan suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

"Senior Brother Shen and Fairy Qin have taken the time to come see you. What's the matter?"

Lu Zhengying reminded her.

Wang Fugui blushed.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I've already divided up the family property. Let them make a fuss."

"Anyway, I married into the family, so their surname is Liu, not Wang."

"I've had a very lucky life; I'm both rich and noble."

"He never got injured in a fight in his entire life. He reached the sixth level of Qi Refining and lived to be 122 years old, which is considered a long life."

“Fugui is not an ignorant person. His life has been smooth sailing, and he has been very successful in Longmen Market. It is all thanks to the reputation of his three classmates.”

Wang Fugui looked at Shen Xuan.

"Say what you need to say. If you don't, you won't have another chance."

Shen Xuan guessed that Wang Fugui still wanted him to take care of his descendants.

Life is fleeting, like the life of grass and trees in autumn.

Before leaving, the only people I couldn't let go of were my blood relatives.

“Brother Shen. My unworthy descendants, though they may seem shrewd and capable, are actually mediocre and incompetent. You don’t need to worry about their lives.”

"However, I have a great-grandson who I raised by my side since he was a child."

"A mid-grade water spirit root, just like when I was a child, quick-witted and kind to others."

"I originally planned to wait until he turned fifteen before taking him to participate in the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Seed Selection."

Wang Fugui looked at Shen Xuan.

Qin Yuehan is a woman, so it's definitely inconvenient for her.

Although Lü Zhengying was a Foundation Establishment Elder of the Qingyun Sect.

No one has a reputation as renowned as Shen Xuan, who is personally taught by a master.

And, quite coincidentally...

The great-grandson also has a water-elemental root.

He knew that Shen Xuan was a water-based cultivator.

The kind with exceptionally strong combat power.

First place in the sect competition!

"I will not take on apprentices."

Shen Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "If he has the talent for alchemy and talisman making, he can come with me to Cold Jade Peak and I will teach him the basics."

"Let him in, let me see him."

Wang Fugui was overjoyed.

"it is good!"

Lu Zhengying went out, opened the door, and whispered a few words to Liu Xianxian, who was waiting beside her.

Soon, a slightly chubby boy of about twelve or thirteen years old was brought in.

Shen Xuan asked a few questions.

The boy answered quite well.

Clearly, Wang Fugui had put in a lot of effort in teaching him.

"That's enough. You can go out now."

The boy kowtowed several times before Wang Fugui, said nothing, and silently left.

"Wang Fugui, I can agree to this."

"What the future holds, let fate decide!"

What Wang Fugui asked for was a trivial matter to Shen Xuan.

The boy was placed in the cave and left to be cared for by Su Xue'er.

Just treat him as a little follower.

In my spare time, I teach him some cultivation techniques.

"Thank you, Brother Shen."

“My great-grandson, after entering the sect, took my surname and was instructed to sever all ties with the Liu family.”

Shen Xuan looked at Wang Fugui's pleading eyes.

She nodded slightly: "Okay."

Wang Fugui laughed heartily: "It's been a worthwhile life for me to be classmates with you all!"

"Today, I, Fugui, am treating my three classmates to drinks. We won't leave until we're drunk!"

Under the stimulation of Shen Xuan's [Divine Treasure Ocean Technique], Wang Fugui experienced a sudden surge of energy and got up.

backyard.

The bright moon hangs high.

The stone table was laden with delicious food.

Wang Fugui, trembling, poured wine for his three classmates.

The movements were slow.

Not a drop of the liquor spilled.

"This is Fugui's last banquet."

"To be able to sit at the same table with Brother Shen, the young princess, and the young marquis again, to drink and sing together, is a testament to how kind Heaven has been to Wang Fugui!"

After speaking, Wang Fugui took the lead in offering a toast and drank it all in one gulp.

Shen Xuan remained calm and drank the wine in his cup.

Lü Zhengying finished her drink as well.

Qin Yuehan slowly finished the spirit wine, her pretty face as red as a rosy sunset.

Wang Fugui seemed just like he was when he was a boy.

They cracked jokes and talked about funny things that happened when they were classmates.

He kept pouring wine into his glass.

Be prepared mentally.

He was so drunk he never woke up.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became more lively.

At this moment, Shen Xuan frowned slightly.

I looked up and gazed at a hollow spot on the high wall.

"May I ask which fellow Daoist you are? Since you've come, why not show yourself?"

(End of this chapter)