Chapter 1620: Long Life Sword

Chu Chuyan's cheeks were as vibrant as peach blossoms. Looking at her exquisite face, full of spring's vitality, Zu'an couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful an ice maiden was when she melted.

Suddenly, an unwelcome voice broke the spell, startling Chu Chuyan. She quickly stopped Zu'an's mischievous hand. After a moment of silence in the room, she feigned calmness and asked, "Senior Brother, why are you looking for me at this late hour?"

Outside, Zhiyin's heart swelled with joy. In the past, whenever he sought Chu Chuyan, she had always been distant, her voice like snow on a mountaintop. But today, her usual coldness was gone, and he even seemed to hear a hint of sweetness. Could it be that his persistence had finally paid off, and she had felt his deep affection?

Lost in thought, his voice grew a little more excited: "The weather is lovely today. I came specifically to invite Immortal Chu to admire the night view of Purple Mountain together."

Originally, he hadn't held out much hope. But his principle was that if you don't try, there's zero chance; if you do, even the smallest probability isn't necessarily zero. Now, he suddenly found the chances of success rapidly increasing.

The thought of him and Chu Chuyan strolling under the night sky, with disciples from other sects casting envious and resentful glances, nearly made him burst with excitement.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a gasp of surprise came from inside the room.

Zhiyin paused, confused. What did "Ah" mean? Was it a yes, or a no?

And Immortal Chu's voice seemed a bit strange, with a tremor in it.

Inside the room, Chu Chuyan was furiously pinching the man. He had just taken advantage of the situation to tease her, catching her off guard and nearly making her lose face.

Zu'an offered no reply, his passionate kisses showering down.

Chu Chuyan's breath quickened. Her head instinctively tilted back, her red lips tightly pressed together, seemingly enduring something, struggling not to make a sound.

"Immortal Chu? Immortal Chu?" Seeing no response from the room, Zhiyin grew anxious. Could Immortal Chu be changing her clothes to go out with him?

"Thank... thank you for your kind offer, Senior Brother. It's late, and I've already gone to bed, so I won't... won't be accompanying you out." Chu Chuyan's slightly halting voice came from inside.

Zhiyin was a bit disappointed, but quickly cheered up. Previously, Chu Chuyan had been so cold, never speaking such a long sentence to him at once. It seemed his impression of her was truly changing. And her voice lacked its usual coldness, replaced by what seemed to be bashfulness?

Could Immortal Chu truly be interested in him?

Was she just refusing him out of modesty, perhaps even wanting to test him?

With this thought, he put aside his disappointment and said in a slightly magnetic voice, "Since Immortal Chu is indisposed, let's make it another day. I won't disturb you further."

His demeanor was impeccable and graceful, surely leaving an excellent impression on her.

With that thought, he lifted his head and puffed out his chest, strutting away like a proud rooster.

Not long after he left, he bumped into someone. The other person uttered a surprised "Hm? Zhiyin?"

"Lou Wucheng?" Recognizing the man, Zhiyin's expression also turned serious.

Lou Wucheng's master, Li Changsheng, was the Grand Elder of White Jade Capital and Senior Brother to Abbot Yan. It was rumored his cultivation was three points higher than Abbot Yan's.

In his earlier years, he wasn't interested in managing the mundane affairs of the sect, so he yielded the position of Abbot to Yan Xuehen and devoted himself to cultivating the Longevity Sword in the mountains.

His own master, Guan Chouhai, was a very arrogant man. He would often disdainfully mention some of the sect leaders among the Nine Taoist Schools, but whenever Li Changsheng was brought up, his expression would turn serious, and he spoke of the Longevity Sword with considerable apprehension.

Lou Wucheng was Li Changsheng's final disciple, rumored to have inherited the true essence of the Longevity Sword.

He was a strong contender for the title of the foremost person among the younger generation of Taoists.

What annoyed Zhiyin even more was that this guy was also very handsome. Though slightly less so than himself, he was still enough to charm hundreds of girls. Furthermore, compared to Zhiyin, Lou Wucheng's skin had a faint bronze hue, making him appear more masculine. Some busybodies often used this to mock Zhiyin, so he had naturally considered Lou Wucheng a formidable rival from the start.

What's more, he was Immortal Chu's legitimate Senior Brother. They were from the same sect and had more opportunities for closeness than others. The thought of this drove him mad with jealousy.

Seeing the direction Zhiyin had come from, Lou Wucheng's expression also turned sour. "What are you doing at my Junior Sister's residence so late?"

"Purple Mountain isn't yours, so what business is it of yours?" Zhiyin sneered. "Besides, Immortal Chu isn't just *your* Junior Sister; she calls me Senior Brother too."

Lou Wucheng's face darkened, and his fingers unconsciously brushed against the sword hilt.

Zhiyin's expression sharpened. While secretly on guard, he said in a deep voice, "What, do you want to fight me? Others might fear your Longevity Sword, but I don't."

Lou Wucheng finally lowered his hand. "During the grand competition, I, Lou, will certainly have to see if your cultivation is as formidable as your mouth."

The other's reputation was also very considerable; subduing him without attracting attention would be almost impossible.

With the Taoist grand competition approaching, private duels were strictly forbidden on Purple Mountain; offenders would be disqualified. He didn't want to jeopardize things with a moment of impulsiveness.

Zhiyin sneered, "The feeling's mutual."

Lou Wucheng ignored him and turned to head towards Chu Chuyan's residence.

"What are you going to do so late?" Zhiyin immediately grew anxious. Although he had no official relationship with Chu Chuyan yet, he intensely disliked seeing other men approach her.

"Are the matters between us, Senior and Junior Sister, for an outsider like you to meddle in?" Lou Wucheng said coldly.

"Senior and Junior Sister?" Zhiyin scoffed. "She doesn't even want to live near you, her Senior Brother. Don't you get the hint?"

Lou Wucheng's breath hitched, and he quickly retorted, "That's because Martial Uncle Yan prefers quiet, which is why they reside here alone. What does that have to do with Junior Sister Chu?"

"I advise you not to go. Immortal Chu has already gone to bed. You'd just be wasting your effort." Zhiyin's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of pride, as if knowing such a private detail about Chu Chuyan made him particularly smug.

Lou Wucheng laughed heartily. "When a woman says she's gone to bed, it's just an excuse to get rid of an annoying fly. Do you even believe that?"

After his taunt, he strode towards the residence.

Zhiyin's expression flickered. Could it really be as that guy said, that Immortal Chu was just fobbing him off?

No, impossible. Immortal Chu was different with him than with others. She would never do that.

But he couldn't bring himself to leave and decided to see what would happen with Lou Wucheng.

Inside the room, Zu'an looked at the beauty beneath him with a half-smile. "What's your relationship with... with Zhiyin? He came looking for you in the middle of the night."

Chu Chuyan trembled slightly. This man seemed to be deliberately teasing her, like a sharp blade. However, worried he might overthink it, she explained, "I only met him once when I helped White Jade Capital deliver a message to Lihentian. That's how we first met. He often tries to talk to me for no reason, but I've always ignored him."

As she spoke, she was breathing lightly, her face flushed crimson, and her beautiful, starlike eyes were half-open, full of a dazed expression.

"Now that's my good wife," Zu'an nodded in satisfaction, then lowered his head and kissed her again.

Chu Chuyan let out a soft moan, feeling as if she had forgotten the Snowflake Divine Sword she had learned over many years. A fire seemed to burn within her, gradually melting all the snowflakes into water.

Just then, Zu'an suddenly frowned. Chu Chuyan, still in a daze, reacted a bit sluggishly and softly asked, "What's wrong?"

Zu'an gestured towards the outside. Soon, Lou Wucheng's voice came: "Junior Sister!"

Chu Chuyan's delicate brows furrowed. Even with her usual serene nature, she couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Is there no end to this? Does it always have to be at this hour?"

But ignoring him wasn't an option, so she simply said, "Yes, Senior Brother?"

Lou Wucheng's heart skipped a beat. Why was his Junior Sister's voice so sweet and pleasant today?

He composed himself slightly and said in a clear voice, "Junior Sister, Purple Mountain is known for its mystical purple aura, which contains countless wonders. Normally, major sects don't get the chance to explore it. Since we're guests here this time, why don't we investigate Purple Mountain together? Perhaps we can uncover its hidden secrets."

He knew that given Chu Chuyan's temperament, inviting her out late at night was unrealistic. But under the pretext of the mysterious purple aura, few cultivators could refuse, especially since she usually possessed a strong spirit of inquiry.

The mystical purple aura only appeared at sunrise. Therefore, exploring it would clearly require them to spend the night together. While nothing untoward would happen, it would be quite beneficial for bringing them closer.

"Mmm." At that moment, a soft hum came from the room. It sounded sweet, involuntary, and yet also like a flustered complaint.

Lou Wucheng was overjoyed. "Junior Sister, is that a yes?"

At the same time, he found it a bit strange: why was his Junior Sister's voice so peculiar?

Could something have gone wrong with her cultivation technique?

He didn't consider that possibility, as Chu Chuyan was usually as pure as jade, like a fairy from the clouds. How could he imagine her at this moment, entwined with a man beneath him?

After a moment, Chu Chuyan's voice finally came: "Forgive me, Senior Brother, I am cultivating, so I won't be able to go."

Lou Wucheng breathed a sigh of relief. She truly was cultivating. "Junior Sister, do you need any help? I just heard your voice and it sounded almost as if you were suffering from qi deviation."

He took deep gulps of fresh air, his chest heaving.

Confusion, incomprehension, and various emotions flooded his mind.

Where was this?

Then, Shi Yu instinctively surveyed his surroundings, growing even more bewildered.

A single dorm room?

Even if he had been successfully rescued, he should be in a hospital room now.

And his body... how could it be completely unharmed?

Filled with doubt, Shi Yu's gaze quickly swept across the room, finally resting on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror reflected his current appearance: around seventeen or eighteen years old, and quite handsome.

But the problem was, this wasn't him! (Download the Star Reading app for ad-free reading.)

His previous self had been a handsome, distinguished young man in his twenties who had been working for some time.

But now, this appearance looked no older than a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu in a daze for a long time.

Please don't tell him the surgery was a success...

His body and appearance had both changed; this wasn't a matter of surgery anymore, but rather immortal magic.

He had completely transformed into someone else!

Could it be... that he had transmigrated?

Aside from the mirror at the head of the bed, placed in an obviously inauspicious feng shui position, Shi Yu also found three books nearby.

Shi Yu picked them up and saw the titles, which instantly made him speechless.

“Beginner Breeder’s Essential Beast-Rearing Manual”

“Post-Natal Care for Pet Beasts”

“A Guide to Appreciating Heterogeneous Beast-Eared Girls”

Shi Yu: ???

The first two book titles seemed normal, but what was up with the last one?

"Ahem."

Shi Yu's gaze sharpened, and he reached out a hand, but his arm quickly stiffened.

Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, a sharp pain shot through his brain, and a flood of memories surged forth.

Icefield City.

Pet Beast Breeding Base.

Intern Pet Beast Breeder. (The website is about to close. Download the Star Reading app to read the works of Great Master Liu Ru Heshang.)

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