Liu Zhuang Xian

Zhang Rongxiu’s eyes widened. The medical spell formed from water flow in midair was precisely the Tailing Pavilion’s great exorcism spell—the Tailing Sky-Piercing Spell!

Zhang Rongxiu immediately waved his sword, forming a sword formation to defend himself.

The medical spell swept forward like a sharp blade, pressing towards Zhang Rongxiu. Wherever it passed, water vapor condensed into streams, merging into the medical spell, increasing its power.

Although Zhang Rongxiu’s sword formation was growing stronger, he could see the medical spell was about to envelop him. He roared loudly, “What are you all standing around for!”

The two proud disciples behind Zhang Rongxiu finally came to their senses, drew their swords, formed a formation, and came to Zhang Rongxiu’s side to block the attack.

Unfortunately, their several hundred years of cultivation were nothing in front of Lu Xiaochan.

In an instant, their sword formation was swallowed by Lu Xiaochan’s Sky-Piercing Spell.

The Sky-Piercing Spell quickly dissolved the malevolent energy in Zhang Rongxiu’s sword formation, directly entering his skin and flesh, forcefully pushing into his elixir core.

Fortunately, the Tailing Pavilion’s medical spell never carried killing intent, but aimed to purify evil thoughts. Instead, it eliminated the malevolent energy within Zhang Rongxiu’s elixir core.

When the Sky-Piercing Spell dissipated, Zhang Rongxiu actually felt his elixir core was clear and peaceful, and his previous anger had considerably diminished.

He looked at Lu Xiaochan in a daze. The medical spell’s purification power indicated that Lu Xiaochan’s heart was pure.

Immortal cultivators did not cultivate exorcism techniques, but cultivated the heart.

“Ah…” Lu Xiaochan scratched his head. “Why did I purify his elixir core? I should have let him continue his misdeeds. It would have been better if he was possessed by evil spirits and went into demonic possession!”

At this moment, with a clear mind, Zhang Rongxiu heard Lu Xiaochan’s words and felt enlightened, as if suddenly awakening from a long dream!

Reflecting on the past hundred years, he suddenly realized he had been too self-important, behaving arrogantly, and the other immortal sects’ flattery had made him lose sight of himself.

No matter how deep his sword formation cultivation was, with an impure mental state, he was not far from being possessed by evil spirits.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Rongxiu’s back. He suddenly felt fortunate to have encountered this young man from Tailing Pavilion.

He immediately sheathed his sword, cupped his hands, and bowed to Lu Xiaochan.

“Today, I am grateful for Lord Lanmeng’s guidance. Zhang Rongxiu is deeply appreciative. My unruly son was disrespectful and offended you. I will strictly discipline him when I return. I hope you can be magnanimous.”

Lu Xiaochan stood there stunned. Zhang Rongxiu’s attitude had Zhanged incredibly quickly.

But looking at Zhang Rongxiu’s spiritual energy, it was indeed much purer, with significantly reduced malevolent energy.

The two disciples beside Zhang Rongxiu were also surprised by their master’s attitude and immediately bowed with him.

“Ah… oh…” Lu Xiaochan scratched the back of his head and tugged at Shu Wuxi’s sleeve.

Previously, when Zhang Rongxiu had been arrogant, he could have sarcastically ridiculed him. But now that Zhang Rongxiu was humble and courteous, he didn’t know how to respond.

“The two of you came to my Zhang Mountain Sect’s territory. Not only did I fail to be a proper host, but I also offended you. You did not hold grudges and even purified my elixir core. I am extremely grateful. May I offer any assistance?”

“Well… you should just take care of your precious son! If you continue to spoil him like this, he’ll become lawless, harm the local people, and… and… oh, right, also harm himself. With his heart full of lustful thoughts, he’s fortunate his cultivation is not high. Otherwise, if he were to fall into demonic possession, all the handsome young men in the world would be in trouble!”

Zhang Rongxiu paused, and his ears immediately turned red.

Before coming, he had thought Lu Xiaochan was lawlessly oppressing the Zhang Mountain Sect. But now, he found every word Lu Xiaochan said reasonable, and he was the one at fault.

“My son’s conduct is improper, and as a father, I must strictly discipline him. Lord Lanmeng has eliminated the evil thoughts in my heart, and I am grateful and will remember this. Is there anything else I can help you with?”

“Huh? Help?” Lu Xiaochan looked back at Shu Wuxi, suddenly remembering something. “I came to your Zhang Mountain Sect’s territory to find a petrified spirit wood. I’ve been playing in the city for two days and haven’t yet searched for the spirit wood. Would the Sect Master be willing to help?”

“So it’s for that petrified spirit wood. Lord Lanmeng can rest assured. Within three days, I will personally deliver the spirit wood.”

Zhang Rongxiu bowed again and then left with his two disciples on their swords.

Lu Xiaochan balanced on the tip of his left foot on the sword, spinning half a circle to face Shu Wuxi.

“Brother Wuxi, it’s okay that I asked Zhang Rongxiu to help us get the spirit wood, right?”

“Mm.” Shu Wuxi nodded and smoothed Lu Xiaochan’s hair.

“Ah, I originally wanted to teach Zhang Rongxiu a lesson, hoping to completely defeat him. But unexpectedly, I ended up purifying the evil thoughts in his elixir core, and he actually gained a great advantage…”

“No matter. It’s perfect for him to go find the spirit wood.”

“Yes, yes, no problem! No problem!”

Lu Xiaochan’s eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, thinking they could now Zhange inns and continue what they were about to do after lifting the veil.

They Zhanged to another inn. Lu Xiaochan jumped down from the sword, grabbing Shu Wuxi’s sleeve, and eagerly approached the innkeeper.

“I want the best room! The best! The bedding must be soft! The bed must be wide! Most importantly, it must be peaceful! Best if no one lives in the rooms around it!”

The innkeeper stood with his mouth half-open, staring at Lu Xiaochan. Other guests were also surprised.

Lu Xiaochan was originally delicate and charming. At this moment, a hint of moisture in his almond-shaped eyes seemed to scatter a fragment of starlight, innocent yet tantalizing.

Shu Wuxi’s hand reached from behind, gently pressing Lu Xiaochan’s forehead and pulling him back into his embrace. With his other hand, he placed a gold leaf on the innkeeper’s counter.

A light sound, like awakening someone from a dream.

“The best room! Wide bed! The only room on this entire floor with absolutely no disturbance! Ah Qing! Quickly Zhange the bedding for the guests!”

The inn burst into activity.

Shu Wuxi then held Lu Xiaochan’s hand and walked up the stairs.

As soon as the room was arranged, Lu Xiaochan pushed Shu Wuxi towards the bed.

“You promised to be gentle with me!”

Unexpectedly, Shu Wuxi stood there, head lowered, looking at Lu Xiaochan, completely motionless.

Lu Xiaochan pushed again, but Shu Wuxi remained still.

“Hey! I lifted your veil, but you bit me! You held me down and wouldn’t let me move! That’s not being gentle at all! You’re breaking your promise!”

The few strands of hair on Lu Xiaochan’s forehead were bristling with anger.

He gathered spiritual energy around him and pushed forcefully. Shu Wuxi finally took a step back.

“Xiaochan… why do you always want to push me down?”

“Of course! I want to push you down because I like you!”

Just as Lu Xiaochan was about to push again, Shu Wuxi suddenly turned his face. Before Lu Xiaochan could react, he was kissed.

His tongue unexpectedly slipped between Lu Xiaochan’s lips, and with one arm, he lifted Lu Xiaochan.

Lu Xiaochan had barely placed his hands on Shu Wuxi’s shoulders when he was thrown onto the bed.

Fortunately, the bedding had just been Zhanged to soft ones, or with Shu Wuxi’s force, Lu Xiaochan’s bones would have scattered!

Lu Xiaochan struggled to prop himself up on his elbow, creating a small gap between his back and the bedding. Shu Wuxi’s lips never left his. As soon as he leaned over, Lu Xiaochan was pressed back down.

Lu Xiaochan was furious. How was he pinned down again!

He grabbed Shu Wuxi’s back collar and used spiritual energy to push him away, turning his face to the side.

But Shu Wuxi followed like a shadow, hooking his tongue and forcefully pulling Lu Xiaochan back into the kiss.

Lu Xiaochan was kissed into dizziness. Shu Wuxi’s breath grew hotter, his lips and tongue intertwining as if about to ignite.

Shu Wuxi curved his back. Lu Xiaochan thought he was getting up, but he continued kissing while creating space to tear open their clothing.

Lu Xiaochan struggled again, finally creating a gap. “What are you doing!”

“You said ‘I want to push you down because I like you’!”

Shu Wuxi grabbed Lu Xiaochan’s collar. The sound of fabric tearing could be heard. Lu Xiaochan’s eyes widened, looking at Shu Wuxi’s cold eyes that seemed to have something oppressive… like a torrential rain about to pour.

Lu Xiaochan grabbed the blanket and rolled, completely wrapping himself. “Are you trying to burn me alive!”

Shu Wuxi stopped, his hand that was about to pull open the blanket hovering at the edge. His other hand propped beside Lu Xiaochan’s ear, the veins on his arm nearly bursting, stretched taut.

Lu Xiaochan swallowed nervously, staring at Shu Wuxi’s hand that was gripping the edge of the blanket.

After a long time, Shu Wuxi finally said, “Xiaochan, come out.”

His voice was soft, and this was meant to coax him.

“No,” Lu Xiaochan knew that this blanket was useless in front of Shu Wuxi.

But in the past, when Shu Wuxi didn’t have the bone-clinging cold garment, he had also hugged him through the blanket.

At that time, he had been unsatisfied, and now thinking about it, that had been the safest.

“You’ve already sweated through.”

Shu Wuxi gently tugged at the blanket again.

Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi’s already loosened collar, with shoulder and neck lines that carried absolute intensity. When his hand pulled at the blanket again, the shoulder and neck lines tensed, which made Lu Xiaochan’s throat feel parched, though his heart was also a bit afraid.

Shu Wuxi’s hand stretched into the blanket’s gap, pressed against Lu Xiaochan’s back, and patted lightly.

“See, aren’t you sweating?”

Lu Xiaochan saw that he seemed to have calmed down, so he stretched out his left arm.

Shu Wuxi touched his sweat-dampened hair. “Okay, come out.”

Lu Xiaochan rolled over, but as soon as he came out, Shu Wuxi pressed him down again.

“What are you doing! What are you doing! I loved this belt the most! Don’t tear it! Give it back to me! You liar!”

This time, Shu Wuxi had no intention of going easy on him.

Lu Xiaochan resisted with spiritual energy, but Shu Wuxi’s palm pressed down, directly immobilizing Lu Xiaochan. Lu Xiaochan was unwilling and was about to cast a spell!

Eat my Tailing Purification Spell! Purify the fire!

Unexpectedly, with a “crash” sound, the bed couldn’t withstand the impact of their spiritual energies and collapsed…

The innkeeper and the waiter heard the noise and rushed up.

“What happened! What’s going on!”

“Are you two gentlemen alright!”

As soon as the door opened, the innkeeper and waiter were stunned.

“Get out,” Shu Wuxi turned his face, his eyes cold and sharp, crushing like cracked ice.

The innkeeper and waiter hurriedly retreated.

Lu Xiaochan thought to himself, it was over, this time it wouldn’t end well!

This time, Lu Xiaochan was thoroughly tormented, increasingly regretting the things he had thought about before Mirror Flower Water Moon, which Shu Wuxi had learned about!

Until late into the night, Lu Xiaochan could only lie weakly in Shu Wuxi’s arms, murmuring. “It’s gone… Brother Wuxi… it’s really gone…”

After Zhang Rongxiu returned to the Zhang Mountain Sect, he scolded his son thoroughly, ordering someone to send him to a mountain cave beneath a cliff in Zhang Mountain, called “Quiet Heart Cliff”.

Before leaving, Zhang Wutian hugged Zhang Rongxiu’s leg with tears and snot.

“Father— Father— What’s wrong with you! I’m your own son! How can you send me to Quiet Heart Cliff!”

Zhang Rongxiu stood with his hands behind his back, unmoved.

“How dare you speak! What have you done these years! The people of Zhang City complained endlessly about our Zhang Mountain Sect. I was too indulgent, which made you become like you are now!”

“Father! What are those ordinary people! They’re just ants! Our Zhang Mountain Sect, do we need to look at their faces!”

Zhang Rongxiu kicked Zhang Wutian away.

“You’ve actually developed such thoughts! Immortal sects should be dedicated to maintaining local peace. You’ve forgotten your roots, so I can no longer keep you!”

Zhang Wutian looked at his father in shock.

“Father! Father, what’s wrong with you…”

Zhang Rongxiu turned his back, raised his hand. Two disciples lifted Zhang Wutian from left and right, dragging him out of the main hall of the Zhang Mountain Sect.

Zhang Rongxiu reorganized the Zhang Mountain Sect, not allowing disciples to be as arrogant as before, forbidding them from harming the people, and requiring compensation for all past damages to the people of Zhang City.

So, the next day, many Zhang Mountain Sect disciples were seen repairing damaged homes and compensating the people’s losses.

The innkeeper watched as more than ten Zhang Mountain Sect disciples flew on swords in the air, reinforcing the inn’s foundations and rebuilding walls overnight.

Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi sat in a nearby wine house, at a window seat.

At first, Lu Xiaochan was still upset about how excessive Shu Wuxi had been the day before. If his favorite belt hadn’t been burned, he would probably still be lying on the bed recovering.

“Xiaochan, why aren’t you talking?”

Lu Xiaochan’s face turned cold, tilting his head to the side.

“You said you liked me before pushing me down.”

I don’t like you anymore!

Lu Xiaochan touched his leg, which was sore.

“I didn’t hurt you.”

That was because the bone-clinging cold garment almost burned!

“You liked it too.”

Lu Xiaochan exploded. “How would you feel if someone grabbed you like that?”

Shu Wuxi remained silent, then replied after a long time, “You often touch me at night…”

Lu Xiaochan almost spat out his tea.

He wasn’t a steady sleeper, liked rolling around, and tended to sprawl – could it be…

“It’s not like I do that often…” Lu Xiaochan said guiltily.

“Every day,” Shu Wuxi answered.

Lu Xiaochan’s ears instantly burned hot.

“So… what did you do?”

“Endured it.”

Shu Wuxi’s serious response made Lu Xiaochan suddenly feel like being angry was just being angry with himself.

At that moment, a waiter brought a plate of braised lion’s head meatballs and introduced. “Our lotus root fritters are also crispy and delicious! Would the young master like to try!”

“I want lotus root fritters,” Lu Xiaochan said.

“Okay,” Shu Wuxi nodded.

“You can’t press me down like that anymore! I said I want to be on top,” Lu Xiaochan said absolutely seriously.

“I let you be on top.”

“You were pressing me down!”

Shu Wuxi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He had always made Lu Xiaochan feel steady and powerful, as if nothing could challenge him and nothing could restrain him.

But at this moment, his expression made Lu Xiaochan feel a bit heartache.

“Forget it, it’s not a big deal. Just don’t press me down again in the future!”

“Okay,” Shu Wuxi nodded.

Lu Xiaochan finally exhaled.

Several Zhang Mountain Sect disciples flew by on their swords, seemingly going to repair damaged homes.

“Brother Wuxi, is Zhang Rongxiu really going to lead the Zhang Mountain Sect back to the right path?”

Of course, the Zhang Mountain Sect was just arrogant and forgetful, not exactly evil.

But if Lu Xiaochan didn’t guide Zhang Rongxiu, the sect would inevitably fall into an evil path within a hundred years.

Shu Wuxi sipped his tea and didn’t answer Lu Xiaochan.

Lu Xiaochan quietly kicked Shu Wuxi under the table. “Brother Wuxi, why aren’t you speaking?”

He should at least hum in response!

Shu Wuxi suddenly spoke. “All things in the world are connected by cause and effect. Today, Zhang Rongxiu received your guidance, but he doesn’t know what price he might pay for this guidance in the future.”

“Ah…” Lu Xiaochan was stunned, “Zhang Rongxiu doesn’t seem like a bad person now. I just purified his elixir core, I didn’t expect him to…”

“The so-called price isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It might be a trial on his path of cultivation. Just like Supreme Lord Yehua’s ‘Dust World’, you chose to ‘save one thing’. Zhang Rongxiu will also face his own choices in the future.”

“Oh… if he chooses right, might he reach another realm?”

“This is not our concern.”

“Mm, of course.”

Lu Xiaochan’s appetite was good. He picked up another lotus root fritter and was about to eat it when Shu Wuxi suddenly reached out and touched his lips.

“You’ve eaten five lotus root fritters today. Eating more won’t be good for digestion.”

Lu Xiaochan squinted and smiled, deliberately opened her mouth, and suddenly bit Shu Wuxi’s fingertip.

Shu Wuxi hooked his finger and whispered. “Xiaochan.”

Lu Xiaochan’s tongue tip touched his finger for a moment, then let Shu Wuxi withdraw his hand.

At this moment, the originally noisy restaurant suddenly fell silent, and many diners looked towards the stairs on the second floor.

Suddenly, Zhang Rongxiu carried a wooden box and walked over, with two disciples following behind him.

“Lord Lanmeng, this is what you needed.”

The two disciples also cupped their hands and bowed to Lu Xiaochan.

Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi immediately became the center of attention.

“Th-thank you…”

“If Lord Lanmeng ever needs anything from our Zhang Mountain Sect, please let us know. We will do our best,” Zhang Rongxiu said.

Lu Xiaochan felt truly embarrassed. Zhang Rongxiu had thanked them in front of so many people, and now he and Shu Wuxi would certainly be known to everyone in the Zhangs Mountain Sect.

“Thank you, Sect Master Zhang.”

Lu Xiaochan also nodded in gratitude.

After Zhang Rongxiu left, Lu Xiaochan stood up and pulled Shu Wuxi’s hand, flying away on their sword.

“I noticed you really like Zhang City cuisine.”

Shu Wuxi’s meaning was: Are you, who are so greedy, not planning to stay a few more days?

“No matter how delicious Zhang City cuisine is, our peaceful days in Zhang City are over! Later, the citizens of Zhang City will treat us like a rare curiosity, everyone wanting to see who enlightened the arrogant Zhang Rongxiu—you say that won’t be annoying!”

“Indeed.”

They flew their sword into Zhang Mountain.

The reluctant Lushu appeared after a few days.

“Haven’t seen you for a few days, you’ve gotten plump!” Lu Xiaochan patted Lushu’s belly.

Lushu rolled his eyes and hummed a few times.

Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi climbed onto Lushu and left Zhang Mountain, heading towards Xiyuan.

On the way, Shu Wuxi stopped in a mountain range with rich spiritual energy.

“Brother Wuxi, are we spending the night here?”

“Since we obtained the spirit wood, I might as well make a sword sheath for you early. This place has such spirituality, let’s rest here for a day.”

Lu Xiaochan was delighted to hear this.

“Brother Wuxi, will you make the sword sheath yourself?”

“Yes. Are you happy about it?”

“Of course! But this spirit wood has already petrified, extremely hard. Ordinary blades cannot carve it… Brother Wuxi, your sword is in a very distant place…”

“I naturally have a way to carve it.”

Shu Wuxi opened his qiankun bag and opened the box Zhang Rongxiu had given them. The petrified spirit wood lay quietly inside.

Lu Xiaochan reached out to touch it and found it indeed as hard as stone.

Shu Wuxi took it out and threw it up into the air.

Lu Xiaochan’s gaze followed it up.

He was curious how Shu Wuxi would craft the sword sheath when suddenly Shu Wuxi’s spiritual energy boiled around him, leaving his body and spiraling upwards into the sky.

Above the Wuyi Jingtain, the Wuxi Sword sensed Shu Wuxi’s summons, and sword qi suddenly arose.

The Wuyi Sword Sea surged up, actually guided by Shu Wuxi’s spiritual energy, like a massive torrent, plunging downward.

Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes wide, utterly shocked.

Although he had already seen Lord Yehua’s spiritual sea, seeing the true Wuyi Sword Sea still stunned him with its magnificent and unrestrained nature.

The spirit wood thrown into the air instantly received this torrent of the Sword Sea. A humming sound emerged, not chaotic, but like the collision of countless spiritual energies, even causing the soul to resonate.

This magnificent scene lasted only an instant.

The torrent reversed, returning to the sky in a moment.

Everything calmed down.

A sword sheath glowing with spiritual light fell from mid-air.

Shu Wuxi reached out and caught it.

It had no decorations, looking plain and simple, but the more one looked, the more peaceful and elegant it seemed, with a curve that perfectly concealed its brilliance.

Shu Wuxi turned around and handed it to Lu Xiaochan, softly asking, “Do you like it?”

Lu Xiaochan took it, running his fingers along its curve. “I love it! Really love it!”

Very low-key, but the more one appreciated it, the more flavor it had.

Shu Wuxi opened his qiankun bag, and the Wuhen Sword flew out by itself.