The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

March 26, sunny.

"I drink the elixir of immortality myself; who can know my carefree existence?"

"I wouldn't trade this life for a god."

Chen Xuan slept until the sun was high in the sky, watching the rising sun cast its rays upon the courtyard, making him feel warm all over.

"Senior brother, where are you going?"

In the courtyard, Lu Yao led a group of junior brothers and sisters in meditation, working very hard.

"I'll go out to buy soy milk and fried dough sticks, and play a few games of chess with Grandpa Liu while I'm at it."

After washing up, Chen Xuan waved his hand and walked out the door.

"A cup of soy milk, with half a spoonful of sugar."

"One fried dough stick, please make it a little tender, thank you Aunt Xu."

"Chen Xuan, are you ready to wreak havoc again today?"

In the park, the auntie who was setting up a stall was very enthusiastic when she saw Chen Xuan.

This young man is a very nice person, has a very elegant appearance, and is also very good at chess, but I've heard he's a bit lazy.

But it's nothing. Once you get married and feel the pressure, you'll naturally become more motivated.

"Chen Xuan, if you ask me, you're not getting any younger, it's time for you to get married."

As Aunt Xu spoke, she handed over soy milk and fried dough sticks, "Don't you really want to get to know my niece?"

"No, no need."

Chen Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. After taking the item, he immediately made his escape.

The pressure to get married is the most terrifying thing in the world; even immortals couldn't withstand it.

"Chen Xuan, come quick! I've been studying chess manuals all night and come up with a brilliant move."

The stone benches in the park were already surrounded by Grandpa Liu and others. As soon as they saw him appear, they immediately greeted him with great enthusiasm.

"Today, we will surely avenge our past humiliation!"

Starting a few days ago, this daily chess-playing activity has evolved into Chen Xuan playing against a group of old men.

A moment later.

"General."

Chen Xuan gently moved the chess piece forward.

"That can't be, can it?"

"How could this happen?"

"This...this is possible?"

A group of old men scratched their heads, still unable to understand how they had been checkmated.

Since they started playing chess with Chen Xuan, the hair of these old men has been thinning day by day, especially Grandpa Liu, who has already developed a receding hairline.

Grandpa Liu wore a bitter expression. "I lost again... I've lost half of my grocery money again..."

"No way, I refuse to believe it!"

"Let me study this further; one day I'll be able to defeat you!"

"I look forward to that day."

Chen Xuan took the twenty yuan with a smile. Since waking up, he had been relying on Grandpa Liu for his daily allowance.

With that in mind, he decided to ask one more question, "How is your granddaughter doing lately?"

"Sigh, don't mention her."

Grandpa Liu looked worried and sighed, "Ever since I came back from studying abroad, I've become a completely different person. I leave early and come home late every day, and I don't come home at night."

"Last time I saw her getting too close to a strange man, I couldn't help but remind her."

"He just slammed the door and left, saying he was going on vacation, and hasn't come back for several days."

After listening, Chen Xuan comforted him, saying, "Please accept my condolences and accept this as if you never had this granddaughter."

"I understand the reasons... um, why should I just accept my condolences?"

Grandpa Liu was muttering to himself a moment ago, then suddenly looked up with a surprised expression.

Does this kid even know how to comfort people?

Chen Xuan didn't say anything more, because the truth was too much for Grandpa Liu to bear.

Why send someone abroad when they're perfectly healthy? It's one thing to ruin their personality, but to become addicted to nightclubs is another. They've probably already become vengeful spirits in the Qingcheng Cemetery incident.

On the way back, I also bought a bag of oranges and peeled and ate them as I walked.

As soon as I arrived at the courtyard, I saw a familiar fat man peeking in from the doorway, but he didn't dare to go in.

"What are you looking at, Wang Baole?" Chen Xuan put his hand on his shoulder.

Wang Baole was startled and immediately turned around. Upon seeing Chen Xuan, he immediately put on a smile: "Senior, you're back from your morning exercise?"

In his hands, he was also carrying a large pile of gifts, including high-end cigarettes and alcohol, premium health products, seafood, and many other items.

"Don't just stand there at the door, come in and sit down."

Chen Xuan waved to him.

Upon hearing this, Wang Baole's anxious heart immediately calmed down, and he happily followed them into the courtyard.

Lingxiao's people said that the senior is very aloof and that we should be careful what we say, but he's not aloof at all. He even took the initiative to invite me into the house.

"How's your matter going?"

Chen Xuan also poured him a cup of tea.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior! If it weren't for your help, I would have been a dried-up corpse long ago!"

Wang Baole immediately put down his teacup and made a gesture as if to kneel down to express his gratitude.

"You don't need to kneel before me."

"Not just me, remember, you don't need to kneel before anyone."

Chen Xuan frowned, and a gentle breeze caught him.

Wang Baole immediately stood up with a silly grin, "Yes, yes, I'll do whatever you say, senior."

"You've joined Lingxiao?"

Looking at the clothes this guy was wearing, Chen Xuan asked.

"When I was in Qingcheng Cemetery, a vengeful spirit pounced on me. I subconsciously activated the cultivation technique that my senior taught me, and then inexplicably became a cultivator, hehe..."

Even now, when he talks about all of this, he still seems to be dreaming, with a happy expression on his face.

It turns out that there really are cultivators in the world, and I have even become one myself. This is incredible.

Chen Xuan nodded: "That's fine. After joining Lingxiao, take on more missions involving demons and monsters, especially women and females. That way, your abilities will be used to the fullest extent."

"Senior, I must have accumulated a lot of good karma over many lifetimes to meet you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Recalling the past few days, from hell to heaven, Wang Baole couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

"You don't need several lifetimes; your cultivation from your previous life is enough," Chen Xuan said with amusement, looking at his appearance.

In fact, it's only half a lifetime.

Wang Baole's previous life was one of great merit for the human race.

"Oh, by the way, senior, I've already sent people to build the Taoist temple according to the blueprints you provided."

Wang Baole wiped away his tears, patted his chest loudly, and said, "Senior, please rest assured, I will definitely rebuild the Taoist temple within a month."

"You're so thoughtful."

Chen Xuan nodded.

The reason for building a Taoist temple is actually very simple: the master cultivated immortality his whole life, but never achieved anything remarkable, and lived with regret for the rest of his life.

His lifelong wish was to successfully cultivate immortality and then promote the Taoist temple.

If I knew that the Taoist temple was gone, I would be heartbroken.

"How's the matter with the vengeful spirits going?" Chen Xuan asked casually.

"We are searching for Qingcheng to capture the Blood Soul Hall members."

Wang Baole explained in detail, "Thanks to Senior Li's participation, the mission is progressing very smoothly."

"So far, we have cleared up the problems in the city and captured the three elders who were hiding deep within the Blood Soul Hall."

"That's good."

Chen Xuan sipped his tea, seemingly unconcerned.

When he woke up, not many things could stir his emotions; most things were just so-so.

"This organization is good at manipulating spirits, so just be careful."

"Senior, to be honest, I'm still quite nervous. I'm terrified when I'm on a mission," Wang Baole said, embarrassed.

"It's alright."

"You won't die."

Chen Xuan glanced at him, his tone indifferent, as if making some kind of guarantee.

In your past life, you died protecting the flame of humanity; therefore, you cannot die again in this life.