Chapter 1 Some Ideas

Qingyun Daoren came quickly and left quickly.

His purpose was to inform him that he would inherit the position of senior brother.

Senior brother, huh?

Lu Changsheng rubbed his temples, feeling a little melancholy. He couldn't imagine what would happen if people knew he was just putting on a show.

He didn't know if it was because he was too influenced by web novels or what, but Lu Changsheng was very uneasy now.

Although his master had said so much, Lu Changsheng understood that his master had such a high level of cultivation, but others didn't.

He seemed so excellent, but he was afraid that more people would be jealous of him.

Thinking of those silly plots in web novels, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Perhaps I don't have talent in cultivation, but I might have achievements in other areas?"

Lu Changsheng thought to himself.

For the past three years, he had been constantly cultivating, meditating every day, but he was still mediocre. That didn't mean he was mediocre in everything.

Heaven endows talents for a reason, and he was definitely not the kind of protagonist who relies on his looks.

Since things had come to this, Lu Changsheng could only change his way of thinking to make himself feel better.

Think about it carefully.

In the world of cultivation, it wasn't necessarily that cultivation was the best. All roads lead to immortality. Throughout history, those who refined pills also became immortals and ancestors, those who refined tools also left behind a legacy for generations, and those who arranged formations were even more immortalized.

Lu Changsheng didn't believe that he was mediocre in everything.

This definitely didn't fit the protagonist's persona.

"Let's try refining pills, maybe there will be other gains?"

Lu Changsheng was determined.

Just then, a clear voice rang out.

"Senior Brother Changsheng!"

The voice was very pleasant, like an oriole singing. Perhaps because he lacked culture, Lu Changsheng could only use oriole to describe a beautiful voice.

Soon, a woman in purple walked in from outside the door.

The woman's face was exquisite, more than enough to be called captivating. Her skin was as white as jade, and the most striking thing was her waist-length purple hair, as well as her bright eyes. As for her figure, it was even more outstanding. Not to mention her temperament, purple itself was noble. Standing outside the door, she was like a celestial maiden from the ninth heaven, with indescribable beauty and grace.

This was Ziyun, the second-ranked true disciple of the Da Luo Holy Land. In fact, if the Da Luo Holy Land didn't avoid the title of "first," this Ziyun would be the eldest senior sister, and all the disciples called her that in private.

"Greetings, Ziyun Zhenren." (lit. Real Person/Daoist)

Lu Changsheng got up and spoke slowly, showing respect. Ziyun said generously, "Senior Brother Changsheng, how many times have I told you? You are the headmaster's closed-door disciple, which means you are my senior brother. Besides, I heard from my master that Martial Uncle Headmaster plans to make you the senior brother, so you are my senior brother, and I am your junior sister. If Senior Brother Changsheng doesn't mind, you can call me Ziyun younger sister. The title Zhenren is too formal."

The noble and aloof Ziyun, at this moment in front of Lu Changsheng, showed all the appearance of a daughter. If outsiders saw this, they would be amazed.

After all, this master, though one of the ten beauties of Zhongzhou, was most famous for her courage. She once went to the East Sea alone and subdued a purple Jiao dragon as a mount. This kind of skill had spread throughout the cultivation world. Noble and aloof was how the world evaluated her, but now she seemed so different in front of Lu Changsheng.

Indeed, it fulfilled an old saying of mortals.

It’s not that younger sisters aren’t delicate and charming; it's that they haven't met the one they love.

Lu Changsheng was also aware of Ziyun's feelings for him, but the reason he chose to be a little distant was not that Lu Changsheng didn't like Ziyun. On the contrary, Lu Changsheng was very clear about his own situation, so he didn't dare to mess around, especially now that he knew his aptitude was mediocre.

In case she said he was deceiving her feelings, he wouldn't mind jumping into the Yellow River, but he was afraid she would cause trouble for him. He didn't mind being a scumbag, but he couldn't handle physical violence.

After all, Ziyun was fascinated by his appearance, not his inner self.

Alas, cultivators are also worldly.

"Junior Sister Ziyun, what brings you here today?"

Calling her junior sister didn't hurt, and besides, Ziyun did look a little younger than him, so there was nothing to say.

"Can't I come to see Senior Brother Changsheng if I have nothing to do?" Ziyun walked into the room, but didn't sit down directly, seeming a little reserved.

"Sit." Lu Changsheng immediately greeted her, then personally brewed tea for Ziyun. "I heard that the Langya Sacred Realm is about to open, shouldn't junior sister be preparing?"

Lu Changsheng took the lead in opening the topic.

Ziyun sat down, held the teacup, savored the aroma of the tea, and then said, "The Langya Sacred Realm is indeed a big event, but there's no need to rush the practice of these one or two days. Moreover, precisely because the Langya Sacred Realm is imminent, I wanted to come and see senior brother. If I can't come back, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Junior sister has great power and is a dragon among men, blessed with good fortune. How is it possible that you won't come back?"

Lu Changsheng immediately spoke, even with a slight hint of anger, scolding her lightly like an elder brother.

If anyone else said this reprimand, the master in front of him would probably not be able to sit still immediately, but when it was Lu Changsheng, Ziyun Zhenren not only didn't show any anger, on the contrary, a look of joy flashed in her eyes, and then she looked at Lu Changsheng and said, "Senior Brother Changsheng, if I really can't come back, will you miss me?"

Alright, a very cliché question.

Although he hadn't been in a relationship much in his previous life, fortunately, Lu Changsheng wasn't picky about books in his previous life. He read fantasy novels and romance novels, so he naturally knew how to say some cheesy love words.

"Yes!"

Lu Changsheng answered very seriously.

In the face of a life-or-death question, Lu Changsheng was still very steady.

Besides, thinking about it wouldn't kill him, and since she had personally asked like this, wouldn't it be a bit unfriendly if he still seemed aloof?

In front of Ziyun, Lu Changsheng's answer made her overjoyed.

She didn't expect that her beloved would miss her.

Although it was only missing her, it was enough.

Ziyun felt a warmth in her heart, then spread out her mutton-fat white jade-like slender hands, and soon a five-colored lotus flower appeared.

This was the Five-Colored Golden Lotus.

The root was golden, and the lotus was five-colored, so it was called the Five-Colored Golden Lotus.

Lu Changsheng knew what this thing was at a glance.

In the past three years, in the process of cultivating in silence, Lu Changsheng had also crammed a lot of cultivation information, including knowing what this thing was.

Even the Da Luo Holy Land couldn't take out this kind of thing.

How could this Junior Sister Ziyun have it?

Lu Changsheng was stunned.

Moreover.

What did this mean?

Giving it to me?

Letting me be a kept man?

Aren't you humiliating me?

Am I, Lu Changsheng, that kind of person?

Thoughts appeared in his mind one after another, but soon, Junior Sister Ziyun's voice rang out.