Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 37 The Evil Female Cultivator

As the female cultivator left with the black cat,
Chen Ye was filled with mixed feelings and it took him a long time to look away.

He thought,

If this couple hadn't injured his predecessor, would he still have been able to travel through time?

Chen Ye's gaze fixed on the female cultivator's retreating figure was noticed by his two disciples.

"Master, you're so shameful..." the little girl muttered, her soft eyebrows furrowed. "Master, don't you dislike women?"

The white fluffy ball was really confused.

In the past, Master would never even glance at the female cultivators.

There are only two things to do all day long.
Drinking and making dumplings.

Let's drink some more and keep making dumplings!
The eldest girl, unusually, did not dissuade Qingjun from her "disrespectful words." She pursed her lips, equally puzzled.

After being discovered peeping by the two little dumplings,

Chen Ye chuckled, remaining calm and composed.

Food and sex are basic human needs, so why hide them?
"The past is the past, the present is the present! Besides, Master was just daydreaming, not deliberately watching. Don't talk nonsense!"

and many more……

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration struck Chen Ye.

Why did he flirt with a female cultivator when he was previously abstinent from women?
He endured his headache and began to recall.

At that time, the predecessor was drunk.

Therefore, this memory is hazy and fragmented:

The strong aroma of bamboo wine filled the air, and a spiritual plant with blackened leaves curled up on the table.

He drunkenly picked up the Swift Blade Technique, and the blade precisely sliced ​​through the fine, hair-like insects between the veins of the leaves.

Then came the sudden palm strike.

The memory ends here.

"Why does it feel like the original body was framed?"

Chen Ye felt something was wrong the more he thought about it.

But the predecessor drank too much and his memory was hazy.

He couldn't remember whether his predecessor had made any advances towards the female cultivator when he was drunk.

"These cultivators seem to be from out of town. Could they be from the Stone Mirror Society...?"

……

"Sorry for bothering you."

The female cultivator in the white dress smiled as she carried a sandalwood food box filled with delicate pastries.

The young man in black beside him scanned the furnishings in the courtyard with sharp eyes, and then looked Chen Ye up and down without any politeness.

Upon catching a glimpse of his mediocre cultivation level, a hint of disappointment visibly crossed his mind.

He forced a smile:
"My name is Xue Chengjun, and this is my wife, Lin Qiongyu. I have been busy with gang affairs lately and have not been able to visit you. Please forgive me."

Neither of them recognized Chen Ye.

But thinking about it, it makes perfect sense.

His predecessor was always unkempt, with disheveled hair and a dirty face like a beggar on the street, and a withered appearance like someone who had been ill for a long time.

Chen Ye, on the other hand, diligently groomed himself.

He also practiced body-strengthening techniques, and his physique gradually became stronger; just then, he broke through the Evergreen Skill, and his aura became increasingly clear and bright.

With all these transformations, although it is the same body, the appearance is very different.

Chen Ye returned the greeting with a bow: "We're all neighbors, no need for such formalities. My humble abode is simple, but we have excellent tea. Would you two please come in and have a seat?"

Since the couple didn't recognize him, Chen Ye wouldn't be so foolish as to reveal his identity.

"No need to bother."

"It's just a matter of getting acquainted. Now that we've already met..."

Xue Chengjun was getting impatient and was about to take his leave.

But Lin Qiongyu glared at him.
The young man looked embarrassed and immediately shut his mouth.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow and chuckled to himself.

He observed that Xue Chengjun was broad-shouldered and wiry, but he never expected that he would be henpecked.

A warm smile appeared on Lin Qiongyu's beautiful face:
“Senior, these are pastries I brought back from Yunshang Pavilion for my two children. Qiongyu sincerely admires you for being able to take care of two children even in Yunxifang.”

Her eyes were brimming with tears, filled with adoration.

Any other middle-aged cultivator would likely be completely disoriented under her gaze. But Chen Ye remained unmoved.
There's no other reason than that, although the two children in the family are still young, they are much more exquisite than Lin Qiongyu.

"Qiongyu..."

Xue Chengjun felt a little jealous, but when he saw Lin Qiongyu's glance over, he quickly smiled ingratiatingly.

Evil door!

This female cultivator is too wicked!
Chen Ye was startled, but politely accepted the pastries: "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Lin Qiongyu covered her mouth and chuckled: "What fellow Daoist? Senior, you can just call me Qiongyu from now on. By the way, Qiongyu is a dancer at Yunshang Pavilion, and Chengjun is a demon-hunting cultivator. I wonder if you, Senior..."

She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

After a long pause, she bit her red lips and said, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

Her expression was so pitiful and endearing that it evoked pity.

Chen Yexin understood that this was the main event.

Lin Qiongyu came specifically to investigate his background.

However, this behavior, though seemingly presumptuous, is actually quite normal.

Among the independent practitioners, they shared their professional skills and techniques, so that they could exchange information and resources in the future.

For example, everyone in the shantytown where Chen Ye used to live knew that he was skilled in spirit plant cultivation. Whenever there was a problem with a spirit plant, they would come to him for help.

This not only made it easier for Chen Ye to earn spirit stones, but also put these independent cultivators at ease—after all, they were all acquaintances, and the monks could run away but the temples couldn't.

Chen Ye waved his hand: "I know a little about tending to spiritual plants. If you two fellow Daoists need anything in the future, you can come to me."

As soon as these words came out.

Lin Qiongyu stopped biting her lip, and the smile on her face became more distant: "I see..."

She thought that Chen Ye dared to take care of two children, and that he might know skills like alchemy or talisman making.

Unexpectedly, it was the most common spiritual plant technique.

Xue Chengjun suddenly smiled sarcastically and interjected:
"Qiongyu, do you remember that rogue cultivator we met in the shantytown a while ago?"

Lin Qiongyu's expression changed, and she kept giving Xue Chengjun meaningful glances.

But Xue Chengjun was already holding back his anger.
Lin Qiongyu was only giving him attitude because of the unfamiliar rogue cultivator. If the rogue cultivator really had some skill, he could have tolerated it.

But he was just a herb farmer, and he couldn't tolerate even a little bit of that.

If you don't dare to get angry at Qiongyu, you don't dare to get angry at anyone else either?

He looked at Chen Ye defiantly:

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid I won't need your help anymore in the future."

“There’s a rogue cultivator in the shantytown who’s quite skilled at treating spiritual plants. Once he’s healed, we can find some excuse, like flirting with him… We won’t need any spirit stones. If he’s not satisfied, we’ll beat him up! He’ll have no choice but to submit!”

Chen Ye smiled: "There are actually cultivators like this in the world?"

Xue Chengjun laughed loudly: "In the muddy ditch of the shantytown, there are all kinds of cowardly cultivators! Those rogue cultivators have a bad reputation, so just throw mud at them and no one will suspect anything, they will just applaud."

"I wonder what that rogue cultivator's name is?"

"His surname seems to be Chen? Who would remember someone with that kind of name..."

……

After the young couple returned home...

A cold expression appeared on Lin Qiongyu's beautiful face:
"Idiot! You dare tell others something like this?"

Xue Chengjun scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Qiongyu, you know... I can never see you smile at anyone else."

waste!

Lin Qiongyu suppressed her inner irritation and softened her tone:

“Chengjun, I didn’t mean to be mean to you, but this time, you were really too reckless.”

She sighed silently, a hint of sorrow on her face.
"I'm worried that you won't change your personality and will offend people in the future... What should I do then!"

Seeing how considerate Lin Qiongyu was of him, her expression was charming and touching.

Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, making her look like she was about to cry.

Xue Chengjun felt both moved and guilty.

He paced anxiously in circles, saying, "Qiongyu, don't be sad, I'll change it, I'll change it! Oh, right, this is the reward the Stone Mirror Society gave me!"

He carefully took out a pill bottle from his bosom, which contained five Qi-Nourishing Pills.

When he took it out, there was still a hint of reluctance in Xue Chengjun's eyes.

(End of this chapter)