Chapter 1 The Banquet

At the banquet.

After the Linglong (Exquisite) Holy Maiden left, everyone began to act without restraint. One by one, they offered toasts, and the words they spoke were pleasing to the ear. Each one was a talent, and Lu Changsheng was forced to drink for an entire hour.

Fortunately, this wine didn't make people drunk.

However, Lu Changsheng also understood why Tang Sanzang (Tang Monk) wanted to leave the Womanland of Western Liang and insist on going to the Western Paradise in those years.

Think about it. Countless women surround you alone. To put it bluntly, in the beginning, you would be surprised, excited, and happy, but soon you would become numb, taciturn, and feel like you were dying.

So he couldn't stay in the Linglong Holy Land any longer.

After the birthday celebration ended tomorrow, he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

However, what did the Linglong Holy Maiden mean by patting his shoulder three times just now?

Was she praising him for being handsome and talented?

Or was she telling him to keep up the good work?

Lu Changsheng always felt that something was wrong, as if there was a hidden meaning.

At the banquet.

Lu Changsheng drank wine while pondering this matter in his heart.

It went on until midnight.

Lu Changsheng suddenly shuddered.

He thought of it.

Wasn't this scene from *Journey to the West*?

Subhuti (Patriarch Bodhi) patted Sun Wukong (Monkey King) on the head three times, telling Sun Wukong to come find him in the middle of the night?

Hiss!

Did the Linglong Holy Maiden also read *Journey to the West*?

Uh, that shouldn't be possible.

This should just be a casual pat on the shoulder, right?

But what if she really wanted him to go over?

But what would he do going over in the middle of the night?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

Until chou hour (1-3 AM), Lu Changsheng said he couldn't hold his liquor and wanted to leave.

However, as soon as he said he couldn't hold his liquor, all the Linglong disciples stood up one by one, vying to escort Lu Changsheng back.

Fortunately, at a critical moment, Lu Changsheng pulled Qian Yunrou along.

He insisted that Qian Yunrou send him back.

And Qian Yunrou also gave him face, nodded, and got up to send Lu Changsheng back.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Lu Changsheng walked out of the main hall.

A gust of cool wind blew, making people calm and sober.

Qian Yunrou didn't say a word along the way.

At this moment, the Linglong Holy Land was extremely peaceful. Night fell, and all things were silent.

There wasn't even the sound of insects chirping, which made people's hearts much quieter.

Along the way, Lu Changsheng was thinking about what the Linglong Holy Maiden meant by patting his shoulder three times.

Did she want him to go to her at midnight?

Should he bring that thing with him, or had the Linglong Holy Maiden already prepared it?

Lu Changsheng fell into all kinds of wild thoughts.

Just like that, after half an incense stick's time, Lu Changsheng arrived at his residence.

"Senior Brother Lu, rest early. Tomorrow is Master's birthday, and I hope Senior Brother will get enough rest."

Qian Yunrou said very calmly.

"Okay, Junior Sister Qian should also go and rest."

Lu Changsheng nodded, and then watched Qian Yunrou leave before walking into the house.

The room was very clean and tidy, and at the same time, it exuded a faint fragrance.

Lying on the soft bed, Lu Changsheng looked at the ceiling and thought about some things.

It had been more than three months since he came down the mountain. The scenes in his mind flickered, as if they had happened just yesterday, but in reality, three months had indeed passed.

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, time passed so quickly.

He wondered how Qingfeng was doing now.

Lu Changsheng was a little worried, but when he thought that Qingfeng had taken all the spirit stones away, he inexplicably hoped that Qingfeng would suffer a little, and that he would be lucky enough to go to a barren land where he couldn't spend the spirit stones even if he had them.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Changsheng felt a little more comfortable.

After thinking about Liu Qingfeng's affairs, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but think of the three pats on the shoulder that the Linglong Holy Maiden gave him at the end.

"What does it mean?"

Lu Changsheng frowned.

However, the face of the Linglong Holy Maiden involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Very beautiful, and very graceful.

If only she were five thousand years younger.

The Linglong Holy Maiden was good in every way, whether it was her appearance, personality, or figure, there was indeed nothing to criticize.

But the only problem was her age.

But then again, although the Linglong Holy Maiden was six thousand years old, her mentality was very young. More importantly, this was a world of cultivation, not the mortal world.

For a normal Tribulation Transcension cultivator, they could live for at least tens of thousands of years. If it was someone like Qingyun Daoren (Daoist Qingyun), living for twenty thousand years would be no problem.

In other words, from the Linglong Holy Maiden's point of view, she was actually only thirty years old.

It was like the Linglong Holy Daughter, who could hide in a cave now, then cultivate in seclusion, and a thousand years would have passed after she came out.

From a biological point of view, she was indeed a thousand years old, but from a rational point of view, she was still sixteen or seventeen years old.

It was like the immortals in higher planes, who might sleep for tens of thousands of years.

So in the world of cultivation, age really didn't matter, because if someone really aged, their skin would still wrinkle and their blood would decline.

And currently, the Linglong Holy Maiden could really be regarded as a woman in her early thirties.

The most beautiful years, and also the most mature time.

Huh? Why am I thinking about these things?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned. He found that he had inexplicably started thinking in this direction?

This wasn't right.

Just then, a voice slowly sounded.

"What are you thinking about, not sleeping so late?"

The voice sounded.

Lu Changsheng subconsciously said, "Thinking about whether the Linglong Holy Maiden has cast a spell on me... uh?"

In an instant, Lu Changsheng jumped up from the bed.

Then a figure appeared in the room.

It was the Linglong Holy Maiden.

Wearing a white silk gauze robe, yes, it was a gauze robe. It looked very smooth and soft, and it was simply draped over her body.

"Holy Maiden?"

Lu Changsheng was a little surprised.

Why did she suddenly appear in his room in the middle of the night?

What do you want to do?

Lu Changsheng's eyes were full of curiosity.

"What? Still calling me Holy Maiden?"

The Linglong Holy Maiden spoke, her eyes filled with a smile, looking at Lu Changsheng as she said this.

Huh? If he didn't call her Holy Maiden, what should he call her?

"Senior, what's the matter in the middle of the night? Junior... may want to rest."

Lu Changsheng said with a slightly embarrassed expression, not answering the Linglong Holy Maiden's question.

"Just came to see if Changsheng *shizhi* (nephew) finds anything unsatisfactory. Your master told me to take good care of you, after all, he only has you as a disciple. If I neglect you even a little, with your master's temper, he will definitely come and trouble me before he ascends."

The Linglong Holy Maiden joked.

"Senior is joking."

Lu Changsheng chuckled dryly.

However, the Linglong Holy Maiden slowly walked in front of Lu Changsheng, then her eyes were smiling, a little playful, and also a little different.

"Changsheng, although I am six thousand years older than you, I have spent five thousand nine hundred years in closed-door cultivation. If you really want to calculate, I am actually only thirty years old. You call me 'senior' every time, in formal occasions it's fine, but calling me that in private just makes me feel old. Shouldn't you change your address?"

The Linglong Holy Maiden said this, while leaning very close. An indescribable fragrance entered his nose, very pleasant, and also made his heart itch.

Lu Changsheng felt a little scalp tingling.

He couldn't hold back the Holy Maiden!

No joke!

However, the next moment, the Linglong Holy Maiden smiled slightly, flicked Lu Changsheng's forehead, and then said, "Okay, let's talk about some serious matters."

Phew!

As the sound rang out, Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, the Linglong Holy Maiden directly lay on the bed, propped her head with her left hand, and also patted the bed, saying, "Come, sit and talk."

Lu Changsheng was stunned.

Was this what you meant by serious matters?

Were you humiliating him?

Good!

Holy Maiden, you forced me to do this.

Although he, Lu Changsheng, was a gentleman, he couldn't stand this.

But the next moment, the Linglong Holy Maiden's voice slowly sounded, making Lu Changsheng freeze.

"Do you know who wanted to assassinate you that day in the Yin-Yang Holy Land?"