Su Su's Wild Imaginings and Devilish Training

A sea breeze blows, and the lights flicker.

Li Shishi and Jiang Rongyue exchanged a glance, silently understanding each other, and led Su Su, who was completely captivated by the words of the Immortal Chi Yuan, into the bustling and noisy night market.

Everyone carries a fairy's Udu-dust.

Even though he knew that the Immortal Chi Yuan disliked prying into other people's privacy, Udu-dust remained in a state of slumber most of the time.

This situation is similar to when you were in elementary school, and your mom made you do your homework at home. Even if she wasn't in the room supervising you, you knew she might not open the door, but you still didn't dare to openly play computer games.

Therefore, Jiang Rongyue, who is law-abiding and has a well-behaved personality, is not easily inclined to tease or gossip. Knowing that her master might be watching, she naturally fell into a state of silence.

Although Li Shishi maintained a high level of enthusiasm for gossip and longed to see Su Su blushing with a blank expression after being teased, her deep-seated respect for the Immortal Chi Yuan made her reluctantly choose to give up.

The three of them quickly found a restaurant.

Su Qing'an felt a little dizzy. He mechanically picked up his chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth along with the steaming rice of the restaurant's signature dish. His eyes were lowered but unfocused.

Jiang Rongyue had to admit that her Grand Martial Uncle's cool and beautiful face, with its faint blush, was indeed exceptionally cute. She glanced at the reflection of Udu-dust in her pupils on the silver plate on the table, and understood. She then stared intently at him, like an art student sketching in the wild, leaving no detail overlooked in her reference.

It seems that the master and Grand Martial Uncle are unable to meet for some reason, with the latter even forgetting about them due to mental problems caused by the severe injury.

It seems that for the master, the longing burning in his chest could only be filled through this medium.

Therefore, the understanding and compassionate first disciple of the immortal decided to carry out his master's will.

Li Shishi glanced at the two of them suspiciously; she felt something was off.

After the little girl placed a piece of eggplant with minced meat and vermicelli in her bowl and ate it slowly, she habitually took out a bronze mirror made into an ornament from her bosom, looked at her face, and then noticed the swaying Udu-dust in her pupils.

Li Shishi suddenly realized the truth.

Based on my understanding and conclusions drawn from the distracted conversations I've had with Sister Chi Yuan over the past two weeks, I've concluded that she isn't the aloof, scornful "immortal" from the All living beings. Rather, I believe she's someone who, aside from her extraordinary power and lifespan, is otherwise no different from my older sister, making her easy to get along with.

But in reality, the Immortal Chi Yuan is not an easy person to approach. When communicating with her, unless Su Qing'an is involved, most of the interactions tend to be polite and distant, as if there is an inaccessible barrier between them, making it impossible to discern any truth from the other side of the story.

If I hadn't found Susu, I probably would never have crossed paths with her in my entire life.

Therefore, according to Li Shishi's understanding, the other party would not use their distraction unnecessarily—even if it was to spy on Su Su.

Only when the illusion of the Immortal Chi Yuan truly appears is it the moment when the opponent's divided spirit truly descends.

The unusual behavior that Udu-dust usually exhibits is actually just a "strange" mechanism she has added to her system, which records her every time she looks at Su Qing'an and enters a certain state.

Thinking about it this way, although he seems to be a celestial being with a gentle and profound nature, yet also transcending the mundane, all of these qualities seem to vanish when he faces Su Su, revealing a very human side.

Li Shishi tucked the bronze mirror into her bosom and ate in silence.

For recorders and such, one Rongyue should be enough, right?

She did want to pinch Su Su's cheeks right now; they looked red and probably felt soft and warm, not as cool as usual, which would be fun to pinch.

But the young girl grew up in a brothel, so she not only understood men very well, but also women very well.

At that time Zhen'an Ward was not as large as it is today, much less the leading business in the Capital City. Granny Li always liked to instill in her daughters some sophisticated techniques for attracting customers, and occasionally she would cite classical allusions to glimpse the remarkable stories of women in the imperial Imperial Palace.

In retrospect, Li Shishi didn't learn much else, but she did understand a very essential principle.

That is -- a woman's possessiveness is truly terrifying. jpg

After hearing Immortal Chi Yuan say, "We're married, we're husband and wife," Li Shishi panicked. She had thought they were just in a ambiguous, unspoken stage, and now she wanted to take this opportunity to deepen their relationship. But it turned out they were already at the end. Did Su Su unilaterally rewind time?

Does that mean she becomes a bad woman who picks up someone else's amnesiac husband and then seduces and manipulates him?

Damn it, I did nothing but pinch my cheeks, feed me, and lift me up high. It's such a loss to be misunderstood. I absolutely can't do that!

Therefore, Li Shishi decided to behave herself for a while and become a mature and reliable older sister to Su Su, so that she wouldn't have that strange nightmare of being turned into a potato by the Immortal Chi Yuan.

So, until they returned to the inn and went to their respective rooms, the girl did not flirt with Su Qing'an as she usually did.

That habitual, perverse sense of humor was finally and completely crushed by a strange feeling of guilt.

Li Shishi suffered a crushing defeat.

On the other hand, Jiang Rongyue, who thought she had completed her master's task, looked at the moonlight by the bedside, poked at the silver bracelet on her wrist, blinked her eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep after a while.

Meanwhile, Su Qing'an, who was at the center of the conversation, found it difficult to fall asleep.

Get married?

Who was the officiant? Was it a Western or Chinese wedding? How many guests were there? Were they all acquaintances? Was the ceremony grand or quiet? Are you enjoying your married life? Where did you go for your honeymoon? Are you planning to have children?

The memories in my head started to run wild in strange directions, following that sentence.

The boy closed his eyes, but his heart was still unable to find peace.

Perhaps Su Qing'an was unwilling to be easily dragged out of this emotion. He was experiencing the fate bestowed upon him by the past and trying to trace back more deep memories. He wanted to find traces and figures of that person more and more. Even though he knew that such actions were futile, he was still happy to do so.

It's like playing a level-based game where you know there's no chance of winning. Even if the final boss is designed to have 100% critical hit rate, infinite mana, and invincibility, the challenge itself still has a certain level of fun.

That being said, gamers certainly want to win.

Just like Su Qing'an now, she really wants to know the real answer to the matter.

The Manas consciousness, which could originally distinguish lies, lost its effectiveness under the sincere confession of the Immortal Chi Yuan. In her eyes, this was the only possible outcome between the two, and perhaps in the unknown cycle of reincarnation, they would truly reach such an end.

Although neither of them has such a memory, the possibility that it truly exists cannot be ruled out.

Therefore, this seemingly joking remark was spoken by Fu Hua with a sincere heart, and in a sense, it was flawless.

This made the boy, who had become very naive due to his incomplete memory recovery, believe it wholeheartedly and was troubled by it. He even became more resentful about his previous attack on Fu Hua.

Su Qing'an regained most of her memories from her previous world and this world before she turned seventeen.

Although things about his parents are like fragmented shadows, indistinct and unclear, he is a gentle person at heart.

Even though logic and reason explain that it has nothing to do with my own will, I still feel guilty.

After learning that Fu Hua was his wife—and it was probably true—this feeling intensified.

This kind of behavior—forgetting all his memories of his wife and then turning his back on her—must be very heartbreaking.

While the teenager's mind was in complete chaos, he also developed a severe sense of guilt and a need to compensate.

This will likely make him easily manipulated by someone in their future meetings.

Now.

The immortal accompanied Xiao Xuan as they strolled through the market.

The tiny girl floated among the crowd on the scroll, holding a paper bag full of buns with a satisfied look on her face. She was chewing on a hawthorn ball coated with rock sugar, and the edges of her oily lips were still stained with the sauce of the food.

The high-tech design of this body clearly allows her to become a non-human glutton, indulging her appetite to her heart's content.

Yes, as long as you have money.

In fact, Fu Hua's assets are extremely meager.

According to Cang Xiaoxuan, she's just a blockhead who only knows how to work for free.

--This refers to someone who never asks for reward for slaying demons and monsters.

Assuming Cang Xuan and Dan Zhu were still alive, given their personalities, they would probably figure out the monetary system in advance, then live in seclusion in gold and silver mines for a while. Considering the Immortal Chi Yuan's thirst for material things, that would probably be enough for several thousand years.

In fact, for a long period of time, Fu Hua's travel expenses were provided by the legacy prepared in advance by these two people.

However, that time was far removed from the era of Xuanyuan, and now, apart from some old objects in Fuyun Temple, the Immortal Chi Yuan can indeed be described as having nothing to his name.

--Not even one-tenth the thickness of a certain Courtesan's wealth.

So the reason why Xiao Xuan can eat as much as she wants now is entirely due to her self-reliance.

After slaying demons and monsters, the immortals were used to leaving directly. The coins collected from the villages that Jiang Xiusheng had destroyed were quite a considerable amount, but she had no concept of spoils or rewards. She basically left without a care in the world.

Even without money, Fu Hua didn't mind eating and sleeping outdoors.

But Xiao Xuan clearly has a completely different style.

For example, while Jiang Xiusheng was giving his last words, she was already searching for suitable materials in the vicinity, making long-term plans for having enough money to eat in the Capital City.

In a sense, the Tome of Cangxuan is somewhat like the Immortal Chi Yuan's "loot recycling mechanism".

Xiao Xuan glanced at the girl who was staring blankly at the candied hawthorn, and at her skin that looked as if it had been lightly tinted with rouge. He tilted his head curiously and asked:

"Chi Yuan, aren't you going to eat? Hey, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Fu Hua turned his head, fed the candied hawthorn in his hand to the girl's mouth, and said calmly:

"It's nothing, don't worry."

Although I said those words naturally because of the atmosphere, it was impossible not to feel shy...

The lights were dim, and the night was deep.

Within the same Qinglong Town, two people who were both incredibly close and incredibly far apart seized an opportunity to once again bridge the distance between their hearts.

When I finally get to meet him, what should I say?

Wouldn't it be better to clarify what I just said?

She reached out and poked the dragon head mask hanging on the wooden board with her fingertip, her face flushed and her lips slightly upturned.

As long as that statement is actually fulfilled before he recovers all his memories... then it won't be considered lying at all.

Is it possible to have a wedding ceremony?

In this era, neither he nor his family seemed to have any friends left who could be considered guests.

Even if it were to actually happen, it would probably be rather deserted.

But it's okay, this is fine.

Because... once you become family to each other, you're no longer alone.

Time passed.

Ever since Jiang Rongyue learned that her Grand Martial Uncle would eventually turn the entire Nine Nether into food, she stopped bothering the Dragon River Gang, a local power.

Generally speaking, constantly throwing the corpses of demons into the weather zone in such areas, causing them to rise to the surface of the sea, is an extremely terrifying thing in the eyes of ordinary people, and will lead to some unnecessary rumors.

This was also the core reason why she initially sought out local forces; otherwise, it wouldn't have been difficult for her to weave the Heaven and Earth Qi into a network, sweep up the demon corpses all at once, and slam them onto the shore.

Jiang Rongyue, who grew up enduring hardship, is not someone who fears fatigue. Unless absolutely necessary, she doesn't like to involve unrelated people in her affairs.

Conversely, if the demon's remains are left within the weather zone, Su Qing'an can deal with them all at once in a few days, thus eliminating the need to rely on the Dragon River Gang's local reputation and resources.

Therefore, her daily life was extremely regular.

I practice swordsmanship for an hour after getting up in the morning, and spend another hour cultivating the Sword Heart Technique.

After following the instructions of my master Grand Martial Uncle, I ate breakfast carefully and headed straight for the coastline, arriving at the outer edge of the seal within the weather circle to fight against the demons.

Su Qing'an would pry open the [Stigmata] on the shore around lunchtime, causing the entire weather circle to vibrate and buzz. Jiang Rongyue, upon hearing this, would understand and go ashore to have lunch with the two of them at a restaurant, where they would only stay for about an hour and a half.

After lunch, she went back into the sea to fight the demons.

However, unlike the training in the morning, in order to help her get familiar with the precise manipulation of the Heaven and Earth Qi as soon as possible, the afternoon battle would leave the Xuanyuan Sword on the shore, which would be carried by Li Shishi, and she could use it as a basic tool for practicing swordsmanship and also to train her physical fitness.

Before dusk completely sets, Jiang Rongyue will step out of the weather circle and have dinner with the two of them.

After practicing the Sword Heart Technique for another hour in the evening, the day's training was completely over.

Jiang Rongyue could discern the difference between her master and her Grand Martial Uncle from this.

The former is basically Buddhist in nature, and does not urge the progress of cultivation in any way. The whole cultivation process is imbued with a Daoist-like artistic conception. The latter is similar, but will naturally set a more demanding goal and requirements.

She personally didn't have any particular feelings about this difference.

I just feel that if it weren't for the importance of cultivating one's inner meaning and getting used to the Xuanyuan Sword, I would probably have been deprived of the right to use the blade this morning.

For a girl who has used the Yue Maiden Sword as her foundation in combat since childhood and has fought demons and monsters for a long time to survive, having a sword without a physical blade in her hand is indeed a very unfamiliar thing.

Su Qing'an's request to her was not to abandon using swords as a means of killing enemies.

Although, according to the habits of the Previous Civilization, the top warriors almost entirely rely on their own Gene Ability and the Divine Key that carry power, even including the overpowered Herrscher protagonist group of later generations, none of them rely on mortal weapons.

From this logical perspective, perhaps the right thing to do is to change Jiang Rongyue's fundamental habits and make them more aligned with the application of the Heaven and Earth Qi.

However, the inheritor of the Void Sword Qi is a special existence.

Looking at the original timeline of history, almost none of the disciples of the Immortal Chi Yuan chose to abandon their swords, and their average combat level was comparable to that of S-rank in later generations.

One reason for this is that the Xuanyuan Sword itself is a mass-produced Divine Key, a rare and powerful weapon in the world.

But the more fundamental reason lies in the fact that the medium for the entire Dao of Void Sword Qi to reach the realm of [Sword God] is the use and comprehension of swords. Only when one reaches that uncertain realm can a true bridge be built to overcome the obstacles and constraints within it.

Therefore, if one desires to perfectly reach the pinnacle of this cultivation method, abandoning the sword is not a wise move.

For all these reasons, Su Qing'an's request to Jiang Rongyue was not to refuse her the use of swords in combat, but rather to require her to constantly condense the Qi of Heaven and Earth in her palm to create a blade exactly the same size as the Xuanyuan Sword, and use it in combat.

The purpose of this training is very simple and direct.

That is, the precise control of the Heaven and Earth Qi and the prevention of unexpected situations where one will be without a sword in the future.

Most importantly, it allows us to better understand the Xuanyuan Sword.

If she could perfectly replicate the sword in her hand and use it stably in battle even when it wasn't with her, she would definitely become more familiar with the Xuanyuan Sword, thus accelerating her cultivation of its essence.

Although the method is very effective, it is also quite ruthless.

For Jiang Rongyue, the training in the morning and afternoon was on completely different levels of difficulty.

The former rarely gets hurt, while the latter always ends up in a very messy situation.

Perhaps related to the power of the Stigmata, her constitution seemed quite special; no matter what kind of injury she suffered, it would completely disappear overnight.

This is probably the core reason why the girl was able to survive fighting demons for several years in her childhood.

After five days of cultivation, the plan to devour the Nine Nether truly began.