Chapter 108 Long Life

Cang Jiumin seemed like he wanted to keep pretending forever.

 Su Su hadn’t dual-cultivated with him yet, but Cang Jiumin couldn’t help but curl his lips at the thought of something.

She’s reluctant. Doesn’t that mean she doesn’t have feelings for Yue Fuya?

Su Su waited for a few days and noticed that he was getting better and better at his act. Now the Hengyang Sect disciples truly regarded him as the respected direct disciple.

It was as if a wolf with dark intentions had mingled with a flock of sheep, suppressing its true nature and pretending to be kind and righteous.

Su Su had some mischievous thoughts about tricking him. Since you like to act so much, you’d better keep up your pretense well.

During the day, she had the immortal attendants bring in two pots of vanilla. When Cang Jiumin returned at night, he immediately noticed the new pots in the room.

Su Su stood beside them, watering the plants.

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To repair her life soul, they needed to perform dual cultivation while she was awake.

It was unclear who would benefit more from this. In Su Su’s current condition, she could only recover by transferring Cang Jiumin’s cultivation to herself.

His own cultivation, however, wouldn’t advance— it would regress.

Su Su turned around in his arms, and he barely managed to mask his expression. He froze for a moment, before quickly meeting her gaze with a hint of shyness. His eyes were clear, as if without any evil thoughts.

Su Su thought to herself, Do you want me to agree or refuse?

Stifling a laugh at the thought of the upcoming “show,” she played along. With a blush, she glanced at him and nodded.

Cang Jiumin’s expression turned cold for a moment, and his grip suddenly tightened.

Seeing the change in his face, Su Su immediately guessed what he was thinking. He must have thought she was willing to dual cultivate with Yue Fuya.

She realized that if his mind was only filled with lewd thoughts, he wouldn’t be angry, and would even be secretly delighted. 

But when she nodded, he got angry. In that brief moment, he’d almost forgotten to maintain the facade of Yue Fuya, nearly tearing off his disguise, and his grip on her waist was painful.

Feigning ignorance, Su Su looked at him with confusion. “Fuya?”

He forcefully suppressed his anger.

“Sorry,” he said.

Su Su swore she could hear the hint of gritted teeth in his voice. His anger was clearly almost overwhelming his reason, yet he still had to pretend to be rational and calm.

Under Su Su’s gaze, he even forced out a hint of joy, but there was no trace of a smile in his dark eyes. Su Su purposefully lowered her eyes and began undoing his belt.

He remained silent and motionless, staring intently at the top of her head.

“You like Yue…… me?” He lifted up Su Su’s chin. “Look at me.”

Su Su almost wanted to remind him that he was supposed to be acting as Yue Fuya, not the enemy who wanted to kill her.

She suddenly wanted to see how long he could keep up this act.

Under his intense gaze, she bit her lip and said, “Of course I like you. Fuya, what’s wrong? You look so upset. Are you unhappy that I like you?”

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he smiled and said, “Of course I’m happy. How could I not be happy!”

He pulled her over, and in an instant, the outer garment he had meticulously dressed Su Su in that morning was torn to shreds. 

Su Su knew he was furious. 

Perhaps, at that moment, he wanted to strangle her to death. However, seeing his anger, Su Su found it even harder to suppress her laughter.

As he pressed down on her, Su Su knew this couldn’t continue. 

If he truly had his way, as he was now, he would probably torment her to death.

Just as she subtly moved her fingers, an immortal attendant rushed in from outside.

“Immortal Yu Ling, Immortal Yu Ling……”

The attendant burst into the room, only to see the ambiguous position they were in. He quickly lowered his head and his face turned red.

“Get out,” Cang Jiumin coldly said.

The immortal attendant was also deeply embarrassed and hurried to leave.

“What’s the matter?” Su Su asked.

In the Hengyang Sect, Su Su’s status was actually higher than Fuya’s, so the immortal attendant quickly replied, “I made a mistake earlier. I was supposed to deliver some evil-repelling herbs, but accidentally brought over vanilla instead. But the Immortal Lord is allergic to vanilla……” 

With that, the immortal attendant rushed to grab the two pots of vanilla and ran out, not daring to look back at them.

Hearing what the attendant said, Su Su turned around and asked with concern, “Oh right, I almost forgot that you’ve always been allergic to vanilla. Once you get close to it, you’ll break out in a rash and get a fever. Are you feeling unwell now?”

The person on top of her stiffened.

She raised her hand and placed it on his forehead, wondering, “Why are you fine……”

He suddenly grabbed her hand and smiled calmly, “I do feel a bit uncomfortable. I didn’t notice it until just now.”

He remained calm and collected. After a moment, he took Su Su’s hand and placed it on his forehead.

Su Su could feel that his forehead, which had been at a normal temperature just a moment ago, was now burning hot.

She undid his sleeves and rolled them up. Sure enough, red spots were now scattered on the young man’s strong arms.

She almost burst out laughing, but kept a worried expression on her face as she said, “Fuya, wait a moment, I’ll get you some medicine.”

She pushed him aside and took a blue bottle from her dressing box. With a smile, she returned to his side and enthusiastically said, “Take this and you’ll feel better.” 

Cang Jiumin stared at the bottle in her hand. His gaze was uncertain, but he smiled and said, “Alright.”

Su Su poured out two pills and spouted nonsense with a straight face, “These pills stop itching with laughter. Fuya, after you take them, you might not be able to stop laughing, but it’s okay. Just laugh it off and you’ll be fine.”

His expression stiffened slightly as Su Su pinched his face.

Knowing that he wouldn’t dare to resist while pretending to be “Yue Fuya,” she fed him the pills.

After a while, seeing Cang Jiumin’s expressionless face, she curiously asked, “Why aren’t you laughing? This medicine is very effective.”

The veins on his forehead throbbed as he replied, “I’m holding it in.”

She was about to say something else when he suddenly lost his patience and pinned her down with his long legs. “Be good. Stop messing around.”

Sensing that Cang Jiumin was nearing his breaking point, she obediently lay still, deciding to let him off for today and continue tomorrow.

No one can ever truly become someone else. To become the other person, one must endure many grievances and hardships.

Before long, Su Su drifted off to sleep. After a while, when she regained consciousness again, it was already night in Hengyang, and the pearls in the immortal hall emitted a gentle glow.

She felt very comfortable, as if soaking in warm water.

When she opened her eyes, she found Cang Jiumin transferring his cultivation to her.

His pale finger was pressed against her forehead, and a blue light flowed between them. Su Su had been sleeping soundly every night, and now she knew why.

It was no wonder that she still hadn’t felt the discomfort of a damaged life soul, even though they hadn’t been dual-cultivating. It was because Cang Jiumin had been transferring his cultivation to her every night.

But with an incomplete soul, this cultivation would quickly dissipate.

Realizing she was awake, he gently stroked her hair and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and suddenly, she felt a wave of sadness.

Her once-clear spiritual core now seemed bound by something, and once again, she experienced that feeling— a stuffiness, making her eyes well up with tears.

Su Su wrapped her arms around his neck. He looked down at her, and his gaze, once filled with Cang Jiumin’s innate indifference and coldness, gradually softened into Yue Fuya’s gentle and obedient expression.

Without saying a word, she suddenly propped herself up and kissed him on the cheek.

Cang Jiumin froze, staring at her in disbelief. After a long moment, he finally reacted, pulling her into his arms and barely restraining the ambiguous jealousy in his voice. “Go to sleep, Li Su Su.”

Her hand gently tugged at his clothes, and the corners of her mouth slightly lifted. For the first time in her life, she felt a sense of affection.

It wasn’t Yue Fuya I wanted to kiss, it was you, Cang Jiumin.

*****

Watching Cang Jiumin acting as Yue Fuya every day was so enriching that Su Su almost forgot about the unresolved issue with the East Wing Master.

After Qu Xuanzi and several elders deliberated, Hengyang completely severed ties with Dongshu. No longer would any disciples from Dongshu receive teachings in cultivation methods, sword techniques, or immortal methods from Hengyang. Additionally, Dongshu disciples were banned from participating in the once-a-century competition, and if any Dongshu disciples were found in Hengyang’s territory, they would face the fate of having their souls dispersed.

This was the first time in thousands of years that there had been a break between immortal sects.

The impact was significant. At least the immortal sects allied with Hengyang also made their stance clear— they would no longer associate with Dongshu.

For Dongshu, the loss of access to cultivation methods, being barred from the once-a-century competition, and not being allowed to enter the secret realms that appear in Hengyang Immortal Mountain were tremendous losses.

Su Su glanced at Cang Jiumin to see his reaction. He lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent and unconcerned, as if the matters of Dongshu had nothing to do with him.

Su Su didn’t actually expect the East Wing Master to bow and apologize to her anyway. After all, as an elder who had lived for thousands of years, the Immortal Senior was known for being belligerent and short-tempered. He would rather break ties with Hengyang than bow to a young child like her.

But one day, due to her damaged life soul, she fainted. When she finally woke up, she found herself in a pavilion, across from a white-haired and green-robed middle-aged man, who was playing chess across from her.

Startled, she looked at him warily and asked, “East Wing Master? What do you intend to do?”

She knew that this person had previously wanted to kill her.

The East Wing Master said, “Little girl, don’t be afraid. I just want to talk to you. Come, sit down and play a game with me.”

Su Su glanced at him. Knowing that her cultivation was no match for his, she didn’t hesitate and sat down, randomly placing pieces on the board.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the East Wing Master’s expression darkened as he looked at her angrily.

For a chess lover, they can tolerate losing, but they cannot tolerate such terrible moves being played.

With a wave of his hand, the chessboard disappeared. He sighed and looked at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

“You are quite interesting.” And very clever, no wonder that rebellious son likes her so much.

“What exactly do you want to say?”

“No manners¹没大没小 (méidà-méixiǎo) – an idiom; show no respect for one’s elders; impolite; cheeky; impudent.” The East Wing Master sat upright. After a long while, he took out a jade box from his sleeve. “Open it and see.”

Inside was a purple crystal ruyi²an S-shaped ornamental object, usually made of jade, as a symbol of good luck

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Su Su looked up. “What is this?” If she guessed correctly, this was the immortal artifact of the Eastern Shu’s past masters. It could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it was said that in just a few years, it could help a mortal with no cultivation aptitude reach the Golden Core level.

“An apology.” The East Wing Master seemed to know what she was thinking. “Don’t get any ideas. Legends are just legends. While the Purple Crystal Ruyi is powerful, it can only be used during the God Transformation stage.”

“Why are you giving me this?” The East Wing Master didn’t seem like someone who would apologize, let alone give such a high-level artifact. This was far more than just an apology.

After a long silence, the East Wing Master finally spoke. “Consider it a request from me. Be kind to him.”

He stood up and spoke with a sense of melancholy in his voice, “You’re a smart girl. Even if he gives you everything, he won’t be able to accompany you for long. Just take pity on him and don’t let him be too miserable in this life.”

After he left, Su Su sat alone in the pavilion, staring at the Purple Crystal Ruyi. 

What did he mean?

Did the East Wing Master know about Cang Jiumin pretending to be Yue Fuya?

Not long after, Cang Jiumin rushed over. He examined her, and Su Su heard a rare note of anxiety in his voice, “Are you alright? Did he do anything to you?”

Su Su shook her head.

“He gave me this.” Su Su held up the ruyi for him to see.

Cang Jiumin’s expression froze. “Why did he give you that?”

After a moment of silence, Su Su smiled and said, “He said it was to bless us with eternal companionship until old age. I thought such a good treasure shouldn’t go to waste, so I accepted his blessing.”

He took her hand and smiled calmly, “Alright.”

Cang Jiumin lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

In this world, there is no such thing as a gentle, eternal companionship until old age. 

He thought mockingly, as long as I’m alive, you won’t be able to get rid of me. Even if I rot and decay, I won’t let you go. You meeting me is truly… pitiful.

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Edited by: Gaze

Translator’s Note: Hello, my dear readers! I posted this chapter as soon as my wonderful editor finished editing it. Sorry for the long wait! I was busy watching the Olympics (and dealing with a bit of withdrawal afterwards) and went on my company’s staff kickoff trip, so I didn’t translate much last month. 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️Happy reading!!!