Couples' Seats

As evening falls, the afterglow of the setting sun shines down, illuminating the reed-covered lake outside the French windows. Several water birds flutter their wings, tracing graceful paths in the twilight.

Fang Yuzhu changed into casual clothes and tied her long hair up with a ribbon. Although she still had the Immortal Dao aura, she was now closer to the mortal world.

She looked at the menu in the kitchen, studied how to make various dishes, and occasionally used her phone to search for information online to see how to make the best version of the same dish.

Looking at her gentle profile, Wang Xuan felt it was unreal. A supreme being, a fairy among Transcendent Immortals with few rivals, was actually in the kitchen.

She was very focused, her fair and beautiful face carrying a faint Divine Halo, as if she were studying scriptures for spiritual practice and carefully reading the steps for cooking.

Then, Fang Yuzhu began to demonstrate her culinary skills. With a gentle wave of her arm, her fair and beautiful fingers moved nimbly and naturally as she skillfully stir-fried Daoist school, creating a sense of beauty.

Wang Xuan was certain that Fang Yuzhu becoming an immortal. Her movements were so fluid because of her profound cultivation, and her physical and mental reactions were far beyond what ordinary people could understand.

She cooks while looking at the recipe, mimicking the techniques of a master chef in a textbook-like manner. The cooking has a unique sense of clarity and even makes people feel visually satisfied.

"Now I believe it. It turns out that cooking can be elevated to an art form," Wang Xuan said, offering a genuine compliment.

Fang Yuzhu is cooking over a fire, but she manages to create an atmosphere that feels detached from the hustle and bustle of cooking.

With her back to Wang Xuan, her hair was tied up with a black ribbon, which swayed as she demonstrated her culinary skills. She wore flip-flops, and her white toes shone like crystals.

Fang Yuzhu smiled. Even in the kitchen, she could be a scene in herself. As the soft light and rain dissipated, she became more and more real, becoming a woman closer to reality.

"For many people, daily necessities are just life. But if you look at it from another perspective, you might see it as art. Perhaps it's just that different moods reflect different scenes."

As she spoke, she finished stir-frying a dish of shredded pork with green peppers. With a gentle flick of her wrist, the dish landed on the plate, its trajectory natural and pleasing to the eye.

"This shows that I have a good mindset and am good at discovering the beauty in life. Of course, there must also be an aesthetic to be found in cooking skills, otherwise it's useless for me to just praise her." Wang Xuan leaned against the door and admired her, not thinking of her as a peerless immortal. He watched her busy, the clear rhythm was full of beauty.

She quickly finished cooking, all home-style dishes: shredded pork with green peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs, smashed cucumber, tofu with scallions, and a seaweed soup.

The dishes were simple and ordinary, but they felt different after Fang Yuzhu served them. They were made by the strongest among the Daoist Master. She probably hadn't cooked for over two thousand years.

"I'm actually a little reluctant to eat them. I feel like these dishes contain great fortune and luck. If the Transcendent Immortals knew, they would be incredibly envious," Wang Xuan said with a smile. He guessed that very few people would have the opportunity to enjoy such a meal.

If there were any, they should be people Fang Yuzhu knew in the mortal world, but nearly three thousand years have passed, and all the old stories of the mortal world have become the past.

"I don't know how it will be yet, but give it a try. I just followed the recipe. This is my first experience back in the mortal world." Fang Yuzhu smiled, her hair swaying under the ribbon, radiant and otherworldly.

Wang Xuan felt that she did have the mindset to integrate into the Real World; she was very easygoing and didn't have the airs of a peerless master. She was transitioning into an ordinary person.

Not everyone can let go like that. After all, she is very likely one of the two or three most powerful Transcendent Immortals, or even the strongest one.

"It's delicious! I haven't had such authentic home-style cooking in a long time," Wang Xuan praised, feeling it was much better than his mother's cooking.

Fang Yuzhu smiled, picked up a little and tasted it herself. She closed her eyes and connected it with some scenes from her past life, as if she saw relatives and old friends. Unfortunately, they had all the Vanished in the years and turned into dust, never to appear again.

Wang Xuan brought over a bottle of fruit wine and poured her a glass.

"I'm not suited to drinking; I get drunk easily."

"It's okay, just treat it like a beverage," Wang Xuan said.

It's said she gets drunk easily, but how could she possibly get drunk? Having cultivated to such a level, even the strongest liquor is like water to her.

"Old Zhang is unlucky. I invited him to be a guest, but he ran away. He's destined to live a life of hardship and become a monk. But maybe he's already smelled the aroma and is drooling in the distance, probably already eager to come over and freeload," Wang Xuan said.

Outside the manor, Zhang Daoling was looking this way, his nose twitching, eager to come over. After all, it was the famous Fairy Fang cooking herself; not many people had such an opportunity.

However, his ears were also twitching, and he heard Wang Xuan's words. It was so annoying. If he really went over there, wouldn't that kid have been right?

"Just you wait, I'll teach you a lesson next time. How dare you talk about Ancestor Zhang!" Old Zhang was annoyed and really wanted to drag Wang Xuan out and beat him up. He glanced at him reluctantly, then turned and left.

"Since I've chosen to accept ordinariness, then I'm going to experience it firsthand. I'm planning to fully integrate into society soon," Fang Yuzhu said.

She asked Wang Xuan for help, and her first destination was a university in Ancheng, where she would study for half a month.

She wanted to calm down and systematically and seriously examine the changes in human society over the past few thousand years, not only to read through the entire collection of the largest library, but also to experience everything in reality as a student.

Of course, this time will be very short. With her extraordinary abilities, reading, memorizing, and learning those things will be no problem for her.

"A celestial beauty, a college student." Wang Xuan was taken aback, finding it hard to reconcile these two identities.

"I've already been through the Real World and learned a lot, but I still feel like there's a fog between us. I might need an identity to truly immerse myself in it," Fang Yuzhu said, so she used the student as her starting point.

Wang Xuan looked surprised and continued, "I can already imagine all sorts of jokes that will appear after a while."

For example: Immortals live on earth, my roommate is an angel, what's it like to study in the same classroom as an angel? I have a date with an angel that is destined never to happen...

"Since I'm going to blend in, I'll definitely become ordinary and won't let anyone notice anything unusual," Fang Yuzhu said with a smile.

At this moment, she drank two glasses of fruit wine. Although she was not drunk, her constitution was indeed not good at drinking alcohol. A faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks, making her incredibly beautiful.

It is estimated that very few people have ever seen Female Daoist practitioner in this posture.

Wang Xuan was stunned by what he saw, partly due to the visual feast, and partly due to the feeling that after three thousand years, the mythical figures were coming to an end.

Even Transcendent Immortals are destined to die!

Some extraordinary individuals, such as Fang Yuzhu, even after struggling in vain, will eventually become ordinary people, perhaps ending up alone, or perhaps getting married.

Those images and scenes evoked complex emotions in him. Three thousand years have passed, and whether it was an unparalleled patriarch or a fairy who amazed the era, they all had to fade and decline.

"Many people will be unwilling to accept this, and at the last moment, they may fight even more fiercely, but the extraordinary flame will be extinguished when it is time to be extinguished, and no one can stop it," Fang Yuzhu said calmly.

Beneath her gentle and elegant demeanor, she naturally harbored resentment, but she was also helpless. She had explored every possible path and tried every possible method, but apart from a few hopeless, rugged paths where she could offer a slight chance of resistance, she was powerless to do anything about it.

In this mood, she couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of fruit wine, her face flushed.

After dinner, Wang Xuan suggested going to see the night view and taking a stroll around Ancheng to witness the true hustle and bustle of city life.

Soon after, they drove from the Qing Mu's Manor, which was also a branch of the Secret Road organization, into Ancheng, a city of neon lights and skyscrapers.

They started walking down the street. Wang Xuan introduced the various night views and then pointed to a campus, saying, "Let Qing Mu help arrange it. You can go there." He had studied there before.

"Watch a light show, go to a bar? Forget it, let's just go see a movie," Wang Xuan suggested.

Looking at the night view alone, all the cities are pretty much the same, nothing new. He figured that Fang Yuzhu probably hadn't seen much of the dramas of the human world.

"There's a theater up ahead, and there are all sorts of local snacks along the way. Let's go check it out," Wang Xuan suggested.

"Not long ago, during a meal, Zhang Daoling looked at us with a bronze mirror," Fang Yuzhu told us with a smile on the pedestrian street.

At this moment, she was holding a large plush toy in her left hand and a string of candied hawthorns in her right hand. This novel experience made her quite satisfied, and she kept smiling.

Wang Xuan complained, "Old Zhang, can't you change this voyeuristic habit? You're always looking at me in the mirror. Right now, someone might be following me. You're like a giant third wheel. Why are you always following me around like this?"

Behind the pedestrian street, Old Zhang's face immediately darkened. This kid had never said a good word about him behind his back; he deserved to be beaten a hundred times over!

With a thud, Zhang Daoling's shoulder was patted hard. The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor turned around and greeted him warmly, saying, "What a coincidence, Ancestor Zhang, it's a pleasure to run into you here."

When Mao bumped into him, Old Zhang glanced at him and thought to himself, "You've been following me all this time, do you think I didn't know?"

"I think I just saw Fairy Fang. She was walking with Wang Xuan, strolling around the streets ahead. I must say, the man is handsome, and the woman is like a goddess from a painting. They make a pretty good couple," the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor said with a smile.

Then, he whispered mysteriously, "Tell me, Fairy Fang, is it because the scenery reminded you of that old time, that you came here and got so close to Wang Xuan..."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Daoling asked in surprise.

"Oh, I forgot, Little Zhang, you're only a little over two thousand years old. You've only heard about some things, and you haven't witnessed that earth-shattering era. You're not clear about many things, and your understanding of the past of some legendary figures isn't very clear, such as those related to Fairy Fang," the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor said with a smile.

Zhang Daoling is really annoying. The founder of a sect was forcibly demoted to "Little Zhang" by this old guy because of his seniority. However, he did debut a little later.

The silver moon hangs high, the fireworks of everyday life are dazzling, the pedestrian street is very lively, people come and go, and the night is full of the atmosphere of the mortal world.

Fang Yuzhu had already changed out of her ancient long dress and was now dressed in very modern early summer clothes: women's pants and a T-shirt. She had a great figure, a strand of long hair fluttering in the breeze, and her skin was as white and translucent as ivory. Her bright eyes were dazzling, and she attracted an absurd number of stares from passersby.

She was biting into a candied hawthorn, hugging a large plush toy, and walking with Wang Xuan, drawing attention to him as well, though all the stares were unfriendly.

"Brother, buy flowers for sister. I've never seen such a beautiful sister before. She's like a fairy, unrealistically beautiful."

Next to the movie theater, there was a little girl selling flowers. She blinked her big eyes and stared at Fang Yuzhu. The flowers in her hand looked fresh and vibrant.

"Sigh, buying flowers is too tacky, it doesn't do justice to this lady." Wang Xuan laughed, squatted down and said, "I'll buy the little girl selling flowers, and have her hold the flowers and give them to this pretty lady."

"Ah, I won't sell myself. If you dare to kidnap me, I... call my mom, she's over there. I only came here to sell flowers to experience how hard life is. I won't sell myself!" The little girl took it seriously, her big eyes wide with wariness, and she backed away.

Seeing Wang Xuan chuckling, she almost cried.

Fang Yuzhu laughed, becoming even more immersed in the night scene and the bustling world. She rolled her eyes at him, asking why he was scaring the little girl. She comforted her, telling her it was okay, that the older brother was just joking.

Wang Xuan patted the flower-selling child's head and said, "Then let's buy them all. Hmm, I won't buy yours, but I'll buy all the flowers and give them to this lady."

After seeing him pay with facial recognition, the little girl shoved the flowers into his arms and ran away.

Wang Xuan turned his head and said, "See? The kids in this era are all precocious and very clever. It's not easy to kidnap them."

The little girl pointed at him angrily from a distance, as if to say, "You really want to kidnap me?"

Wang Xuan, accompanied by Fang Yuzhu was dressed in modern clothes and looked youthful and beautiful, entered the movie theater. While reading the introductions of various films, he decisively chose a very appropriate drama – "My Family Has a Fairy".

Fang Yuzhu didn't say anything, she just glanced at him.

Wang Xuan was very generous... I didn't see that he bought popcorn and ate all sorts of things, and then led the Female Daoist practitioner into the theater.

"What a crazy move! What does this mean? Taking Fairy Fang to see... what should I call her, oh, to see a movie?" The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor looked speechless and incredulous from behind.

Then he added, "Little Zhang, did you also sense something, which is why you've been following behind?"

"If you dare call me Little Zhang again, be careful, I'll immediately exorcise the demon!" Zhang Daoling warned him. How could someone as the founder of a sect be addressed like that so casually?

"Alright, Ancestor Zhang." Nether Blood Sect Ancestor changed his address, and then, at Old Zhang's signal, quickly went to buy tickets, but did not follow Wang Xuan and the others into the theater.

They just wanted to experience it; in this era, one must keep up with the times and actively embrace all kinds of things.

However, after Zhang Daoling took the ticket from the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor, he only glanced at it before throwing it back, saying, "What kind of lousy seating did you buy? Do you think this is suitable for you and me?"

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor glanced at it and said, "Oh, you mean this? I bought the tickets that Wang Xuan and Fairy Fang had, but they sold me this kind."

Old Zhang's face twitched. He said, "These are couple seats. You're copying this too? You want to sit with me without even looking?!"