Together Tasting a Grade of Absurd Dream

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While Qin Yi was engrossed in his studies, Ju Yunxiu gradually began to feel uneasy.

Before this, she never imagined that she, who had lived in seclusion for a thousand years, would feel so uncomfortable just because she hadn't seen anyone for half a month.

Half a month, isn't that just a blink of an eye?

But when I play the zither alone or paint alone, why do I always feel like something is missing, and I just can't seem to muster the energy?

She knew this state was wrong. In traditional Immortal Dao, falling into this state would be considered "inner demons." Fortunately, their Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace's Path of the Madman didn't have any special requirements in this regard. Even being obsessed with love was considered a branch, although it wasn't currently one.

But it's still not right, because it has affected the "focus" of cultivation. The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace talks about this and attaches great importance to it. She can no longer be "focused".

If one remains in this state of mental unease, one may not be plagued by inner demons, but it will certainly be difficult to make any further progress.

There are two ways to resolve this situation.

One option is to simply become a perfect couple, where everything is clear and there's nothing to be anxious about. It's roughly the difference in feelings before and after marriage...

One option is... to continue disappearing, and it will naturally come to an end in a year or two.

Ju Yunxiu left the Seven-Stringed Zither and stood at the edge of the pavilion, gazing at the direction of Qin Yi's Transient Peak, lost in thought for a long time.

but...

She closed her eyes, her Divine Sense sweeping across the land like the wind, melting snow like the sun, instantly enveloping the Thousand Mile Mountain Range. The sounds of a hundred birds filled her heart, and the whispers of human conversations could be clearly heard.

She quickly heard the keyword she wanted.

"That Qin Yi, he's been appointed Inspector, but why hasn't he made any moves? It's just making everyone scare themselves."

"I think Qin Yi is a decent person, he won't do anything reckless, will he?"

"I think he and Senior Sister Ju on Qinqi Peak... hehehe, they're probably oblivious to what's happening in the mortal world."

"But don't you all think... that although they are called Senior Sister, they are actually master and disciple?"

The air seemed to quiet down.

Someone scoffed, "Who doesn't know? The Senior Sister are just a facade. In the end, they personally taught each other, so they have the reality of master and disciple. Everyone just turns a blind eye and doesn't say anything. In reality, they are master and disciple... you know."

"Ju Yunxiu appears noble and otherworldly, but actually... Speaking of which, the last one to play this game was the Great Joy Temple the Demonic Path, right? Our Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace claims to be non-demon, but is it really just another veil?"

"Ahem, shut up. With the abilities of Ju Yunxiu and Huiyang, and Qin Yi being the Inspector General, are you all courting death?"

"So what? They can silence us, but they can't stop future generations from spreading their tales. They were the ones who wrote the books, unaware that others would carry on their stories for a thousand years."

Ju Yunxiu withdrew her Divine Sense, tightly clenching her slender hands, her face somewhat pale.

Forget everything else. She knew there were plenty of sour grapes. Over the years, countless people had been driven away by her without a second thought, and they could find something to criticize about anything, even her playing the piano and sleeping. It was perfectly normal for people to gossip about her and Qin Yi behind their backs; she didn't care too much.

But that last sentence really hit home.

She is an author herself, so she cares a lot about this.

The various sects within the Celestial Palace have some connections, and many are skilled writers and artists. There's bound to be someone who embellishes these events, making them utterly obscene. Perhaps no one in this world would dare to pass them on, but what about many years later?

What kind of person would others think of Ju Yunxiu when they read the book?

In particular, this is not a smear campaign, but is based on facts.

The main reason she hadn't wanted to be open with Qin Yi was that, besides feeling it wasn't enough, this was actually one of the main reasons.

She couldn't bear it; this was something that spiritual practice couldn't overcome.

She wasn't the type of cultivator who took everything lightly; if she were, she wouldn't even have gotten started with Qin Yi.

Music, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs cannot be mastered by those who are heartless and emotionless... because they all express the heart and feelings, the love and praise for beauty, and the expression and lamentation of emotions. Behind the seemingly detached appearance lies a delicate, sensitive, and slightly fragile heart.

"A passerby... he won't stay long. What am I thinking?" she murmured to herself. "His roots are in Southern Li, not here."

"Then... let's take it easy for a while. Reducing our meetings might be better for both of us. Sooner or later... he'll leave on his own, and then it'll be over."

"Master, Master." A voice Qing Cha from behind, "Uncle-Master is here."

Ju Yunxiu turned her head and saw Qin Yi approaching rapidly from a distance, riding on a handkerchief.

"You still know to come over?" He clearly intended to let things cool down for a while, but the words that came out sounded like a complaint. Ju Yunxiu realized this and turned her head away, looking out of the mountains again, refusing to look at him.

Qin Yi descended from the clouds and laughed, "There's no sun or moon in this cave, so I don't even know how long I've been cultivating. I just beat that stinky monkey and came to see my Senior Sister."

"Is the monkey prettier than me?"

"Ah?"

"It's nothing." Ju Yunxiu still didn't turn around, and asked, "Your Transient Peak isn't in that direction, so how did you come from that side?"

"Oh, I just went to see Yin Yizhong and extorted two gourds of wine from him." Qin Yi walked to her side and handed her a gourd. "On this summer afternoon, the mountain breeze is just right. I thought it would be nice to have a couple of drinks with my Senior Sister under the shade of the trees, with the warm breeze and gentle breeze, to inspire poetry."

Ju Yunxiu pouted slightly; it was this kind of pretentious, artsy vibe that really suited her.

It's not about whether you can write beautiful poems, but about how this feeling is so appealing.

Without him, the world would indeed be less colorful.

Ju Yunxiu took the Wine Gourd, weighed it in his hand, uncorked it, smelled it, shook his head, and chuckled, "Do you know what kind of wine this is?"

"Uh, Yin Yizhong didn't say, he only said it was absolutely good wine."

"Of course it's good wine. Its name is Absurd Dream. Ordinary people get drunk and never wake up. They can experience three lifetimes and a thousand years of Dream Return in this wine. They can see all the mortal world and go through the cycle of reincarnation. When they wake up, they may have already attained enlightenment." Ju Yunxiu said, "Even for cultivators, a sip will bring them a lot of enlightenment. This is one of the best wines of the Wine Sect. He has been good to you. It seems that you have gained some friendship from your help in the Earth Spirit Secret Realm."

Qin Yi laughed and said, "There weren't many topics, but their attitude was indeed good. The people from the Wine Sect are quite interesting, and some of them even recited poetry while drunk. Actually, our two sects should have more exchanges; we're quite compatible in some ways, after all, poetry and wine go hand in hand."

"I've figured out what to reward you with." Ju Yunxiu flipped her slender hand, and suddenly a gourd appeared. "This is for you."

"This is..."

"This is a wine that we two brewed together in our early years, called 'Poetry Wine Drifting'."

"... You're just going to reward me with a gourd of wine?"

"Buying the casket and returning the pearl is the act of a fool." Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly, "The gourd is a treasure, named 'Never-Emptying.' As long as there is a drop of wine in it, it will automatically fill up, allowing you to drink for a lifetime."

Qin Yi became interested, thinking to himself that singing and drinking heartily while traveling the world, Poetry Wine Drifting, was quite a sophisticated lifestyle... He had tried this style back when he left Immortal Trace Village, leisurely drinking while riding an old horse. Unfortunately, he couldn't fit his gourd on him, so he gave up on this act after arriving in Southern Li. Now, he had unexpectedly picked it up again.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Ju Yunxiu say, "I think if you were to travel the world, you would like this kind of style."

Qin Yi sensed something was off about what she was saying. He was perfectly fine here, so why did she suddenly bring up the topic of traveling the martial arts world? What made that connection?

Ju Yunxiu turned back to the pavilion, put away the Seven-Stringed Zither on the platform, and laughed, "Come here, Together Tasting a Grade of Absurd Dream and see just how absurd it is."