“Xiaoyan, going out on a journey of experience is a process you must go through. How can you temper your state of mind without experiencing life and death? Do you want to stay in one place your whole life, live out that short lifespan, and turn into a handful of dust?”
Chen Xiaoyan’s mouth twitched a few times. She forced a smile and replied, “Sister Shen, you’ve lived for so long, don’t you feel lonely? Don’t you feel isolated? Cultivating, cultivating, day and night, inside your room all the time. Even if you achieve immortality, so what? Standing at the highest point, looking back, do you really think all this is worth it?”
“In life, even if you only count it as living for a day, you should live happily before you die, just don’t leave any regrets.”
“How does that saying go… oh, it’s called ‘to die without regret’.”
After this speech, Shen Qingqing was completely dumbfounded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
‘Really, I’m the one lecturing you, so how did it turn into you lecturing me now?’
But what this girl said wasn’t without reason.
Cultivation is important, but you should also enjoy the life you have, and not leave regrets.
‘Not leave regrets?’
Thinking this, Shen Qingqing instinctively looked at Chen Xiaoyan, who was clinging to her left arm, and her gaze gradually softened.
“Little brat, why do I feel like it’s you lecturing me instead?”
“Hehe, is that so?” Chen Xiaoyan tilted her head, stuck out her pink tongue a little, and acted cute in a small way.
Shen Qingqing reached out and pinched her nose, revealing a brilliant smile. “Such a clever little imp.”
There’s a saying: a beauty’s first smile can topple a city, her second can topple a kingdom.
This phrase was perfectly suited to describe Shen Qingqing at this moment. Chen Xiaoyan was directly stunned, unable to regain her senses for a long time.
Shen Qingqing’s looks and aura were, to put it plainly, the highest among anyone she knew, bar none.
Mu Qingxue and Liu Yue’s looks weren’t bad either, but in terms of aura, they weren’t on the same level.
How to put it…
She is, after all, an immortal cultivator, while we are just ordinary mortals. It’s perfectly normal for our aura to not compare.
It’s just a shame that the Immortal Realm doesn’t have screenshot or live-streaming functions.
Otherwise, Shen Qingqing would definitely be hugely popular back home. Whatever “Three Great Flowers” or “National Campus Belle,” they’d all have to kneel down and sing in surrender.
Forget her looks; just based on her dignified and elegant aura when she’s aloof, or her graceful and charming aura when she’s gentle, she could overshadow everyone.
Shen Qingqing looked at Chen Xiaoyan, who was still in a daze, and the corner of her mouth lifted slightly. “Is sister beautiful? It’s made your soul fly away.”
“Beautiful,” Chen Xiaoyan replied subconsciously.
“Is it your Chong Chong who’s beautiful, or is sister beautiful?” “It’s you, sister.”
Shen Qingqing nodded very satisfactorily, feeling extremely pleased.
“Then, do you want to become Dao companions with sister?”
“Of course…” Right at this critical moment, Chen Xiaoyan somehow suddenly snapped back to reality. ‘That was close!’ she thought, almost having spoken her true feelings out loud. Having designs on one’s own master is an unforgivable crime in any sect.
If Shen Qingqing knew her disciple had improper thoughts about her, she’d probably be so angry smoke would rise from her head, wishing she could slap her to death with one palm.
‘A disciple who rebels against her master and betrays her ancestors, what’s wrong with beating her to death?’
“Hmm? Why did you stop?” Shen Qingqing frowned slightly, her displeasure already written on her face.
Seeing her expression, Chen Xiaoyan almost cried.
‘Sure enough, just as I thought, Shen Qingqing is angry.’
“Sister Shen, I don’t have such thoughts. I can swear.”
She could swear, but not to the heavens, because Shen Qingqing had said this world has a Heaven.
If it were over a month ago, when she had just started playing this game, she definitely wouldn’t have cared, but now…
“Good, that’s fine then,” Shen Qingqing smiled slightly, seemingly very satisfied with this answer.
But a trace of disappointment, hard to detect, flashed in her eyes.
“Xiaoyan, that disciple called Chong Chong, have her follow sister in her cultivation.” “Huh? Sister Shen, are you going to train her?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Seeing her agree without the slightest hesitation, Shen Qingqing felt inexplicably a bit angry.
“You’re not going to think about it?” “Why would I need to think about it?”
Chen Xiaoyan didn’t quite understand Shen Qingqing’s words. For Chong Chong to receive your guidance is something that girl has always dreamed of. I have no reason to hesitate.
Shen Qingqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and smiled. “Alright then, go call her in.” This smile of hers, although the same as before, gave Chen Xiaoyan an inexplicably creepy feeling.
“I’ll go right now.” Chen Xiaoyan got up, opened the door, and walked out.
“Hmph.” Shen Qingqing looked at her retreating back and snorted coldly, deciding to increase the dosage again the day after tomorrow.
‘This ungrateful little brat. I’m so good to you, and you… you didn’t even consider it at all. It seems you don’t care about me, your sister, one bit.’
She really wanted to get angry, but she didn’t dare.
After all, the Inner Demon was still there, watching covetously.
If it came out, it wouldn’t matter much; at worst, she’d just seal it again. But if it ended up hurting this little brat, that wouldn’t be good.
Chong Chong followed Chen Xiaoyan into the inner room.
She had her hands clasped behind her back, head lowered, feeling a bit nervous.
Ever since she learned this game wasn’t an ordinary game, she had been a little afraid of Shen Qingqing.
“Sister Shen,” Chong Chong called out obediently.
“Mm. From now on, you will follow me in cultivation.”
Follow you in cultivation? Chong Chong was completely bewildered. She instinctively looked at Chen Xiaoyan, trying to get some information from her.
“Why are you looking at me? Such a good thing, hurry up and agree!” Chen Xiaoyan kept giving her meaningful looks.
Seeing Chen Xiaoyan looking even more anxious than herself, Chong Chong grew a bit suspicious.
‘Did Sister Xiaoyan sell me out?’
Immediately, she quickly opened the private chat interface and sent a private message to Chen Xiaoyan to ask.
Chong Chong: What did you two talk about just now? Why is it so sudden?
Chen Xiaoyan: Didn’t talk about anything. Hurry up and agree! If Shen Qingqing changes her mind, you won’t even have time to cry.
Chong Chong: No, but… she wants me to follow her in cultivation. I don’t want to. I only want to follow you.
Follow you, to prevent you from being snatched away by other little sluts.
Chen Xiaoyan: Do you want Skill Books or not?
Chong Chong: Yes.
Chen Xiaoyan: If you want them, then hurry up and agree.
Chong Chong: But I want to follow you even more.
Chen Xiaoyan: Little brat, are you being dense on purpose?
Chong Chong: I don’t care. I just don’t want to follow her.
“What are you two doing, gesturing wildly like that?” Shen Qingqing saw these two girls not speaking, but their fingers were sliding around in front of them. She had no idea what they were doing.
The two quickly exited the private chat. “It’s nothing, Sister Shen.”
Shen Qingqing didn’t pay attention to this matter. She looked at Chong Chong and asked, “Chong Chong, what is your answer?” “I…” Chong Chong was about to refuse, but seeing Chen Xiaoyan continuously giving her meaningful looks, she hesitated.
“I… have a question I’d like to ask Sister Shen.”
“Speak.”
“Do I have to follow you and cultivate all day, every day?”
“Yes.”
“Then… Sister Shen, I’m sorry, I want to refuse.”
“Hmm?” Shen Qingqing’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. The temperature in the surroundings immediately dropped. The air solidified, making even breathing somewhat difficult.