Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

If it weren't for the woman gently poking the young master's chest with her slender, jade-like fingers, which seemed somewhat alluring and impolite, it would have been quite a sight.

These two perfectly embody people's expectations of a banished immortal.

Whether the gazes were filled with infatuation, envy, or even vulgarity, they did not affect the two people walking on the street.

Ming Jiayu, the True Man of the Four Symbols Mountain, opened her watery eyes and rested her chin on Zhang Ming'an's shoulder, looking utterly pitiful.

In front of countless people, Ming Jiayu wrapped her arms around Zhang Ming'an's neck and leaned lazily against his back.

Her eyes, like shimmering autumn water, blinked, reflecting everything around her.

"Where are you looking, Junior Uncle? Am I not alluring enough, or have you grown tired of spending time with me?"

Looking at Ming Jiayu's blinking eyelashes, Zhang Ming'an smiled freely and naturally wrapped his arms around Ming Jiayu.

The renowned Taiwei Palace Master of Sixiang Mountain lowered his head and, in front of countless people, began to whisper sweet nothings to Ming Jiayu.

"What are you saying, Senior Sister? I like you so much that I would never get tired of you, even if a thousand years passed."

"What's going on with these two?"

"To hug and kiss in broad daylight on the street—how shameless!"

"Does being pretty make you special?"

Some elderly men and women, unable to bear such behavior, shouted at them, while young girls blushed and hid, their hands covering their eyes with only a large gap showing.

The bystanders were arguing loudly, but the two people involved seemed completely oblivious.

When it comes to shamelessness, Zhang Ming'an and Ming Jiayu are both thick-skinned.

A scumbag and a scumbag, completely disregarding what others say.

Even though they have been married for many years, the two do not interfere with each other, each doing their own thing, and only see each other once in a long while.

Since we're rarely doing this together, there's no reason not to enjoy it to the fullest.

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"Why is Junior Uncle in such a hurry? Is it because you're embarrassed by these mortals?"

Seeing that Zhang Ming'an quickly pulled her away from the crowd, Ming Jiayu smiled charmingly and teased her nominal husband, who was actually her Daoist partner.

To her surprise, Zhang Ming'an did not tease her back as usual. Instead, he straightened his disheveled robes and gently tapped her forehead.

"Senior sister, don't be silly. We've come to Qi'an City on important business."

"Hmm? This doesn't seem like you at all." Ming Jiayu seemed a little confused.

The former senior sister of White Tiger Peak frowned slightly, grabbed Zhang Ming'an's large hand with her slender wrist, and narrowed her eyes.

"Could there be some hidden secrets behind this mission? How strange, why didn't Mother tell me?"

As she spoke, Ming Jiayu's hands began to move restlessly once again.

Zhang Ming'an shook his head, restraining Ming Jiayu's fidgeting hands, and his cool eyes met her charming features.

"Senior sister, are you willing to believe me?"

Ming Jiayu's serious demeanor made her suppress her flirtatious intentions.

Her own junior uncle was always unreliable, and apart from their wedding day, she had never seen Zhang Ming'an so solemn in all these years.

Ming Jiayu's unusual behavior made her attitude much more serious. She stared at Zhang Ming'an's face for a while, her voice carrying a faint chill.

"What do you mean by this? Since we are Daoist partners, we should support each other and accompany each other for life. Why is there any reason for believing or not believing?"

Do you think that I, Jiayu, am too unrestrained and do not conform to common etiquette?

If that's really the case, just say so.

For the two of us, matters of love are merely a little spice, so it's fine to let it go.

However, Ming'an, you should also cultivate yourself properly and stop fooling around with other women.

Seeing that Ming Jiayu had misunderstood him, Zhang Ming'an sighed softly, and muttered to himself.

Is this all this woman has on her mind?

After shaking his head, Zhang Ming'an met Ming Jiayu's gaze and spoke with an earnestness she had never seen before.

"If Jiayu is willing to believe me, then we should do nothing for the next few days. Let's find a place for pleasure and indulge in revelry."

"Even I'm not qualified to know the inside story?" Ming Jiayu didn't argue, but looked at Zhang Ming'an with suspicion.

As the youngest terrestrial immortal in the Celestial Master's Mansion, he has a mother who is the peak master of White Tiger Peak, a father who is an elder in the Celestial Master's Mansion, and a Daoist partner who is known as a near-immortal.

With four immortals from one family, Ming Jiayu found it hard to imagine what things in the world she couldn't know.

Under Ming Jiayu's gaze, Zhang Ming'an grasped her hand and nodded slightly.

"Trust me, and I will tell you when the time is right."

Ming Jiayu did not break free. She stared into Zhang Ming'an's eyes for a while, then suddenly whispered.

"Indeed, you are most delightful when you get serious."

After praising her Daoist partner, Ming Jiayu's gaze softened.

"In that case, I won't ask any more questions. We have already made a vow to the Great Dao, so there's no reason for me not to believe you. However..."

Leaning against Zhang Ming'an's chest, Ming Jiayu murmured softly.

"But this mission... after all, it was personally issued by the Old Master. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to accept it and then do nothing?"

Zhang Ming'an smoothed the hair of the beauty in his arms and said gently.

"It's alright. The Xuanling Bodhisattva of Lingshan Temple and the Five Elements True Lord of Qishan Road are both in the city right now. Whatever happens here is none of our business."

With a great senior like the Bodhisattva Xuanling here, even if the Celestial Master wanted to blame someone, he couldn't blame us juniors.