Xiao Huohuo: His Master Had Lived for So Long-He Must Be Lonely, So Find Him a Pair of Sisters

As he said this, Xiao Huohuo hesitated.

After all, his Master had hidden away here for so many years precisely because he disliked the clamor of the outside world.

He did not know whether his Master would be willing to return with him.

Chu Feng rose from his chair and glanced around before sighing.

"Very well. Your Master has not seen the scenery outside for a long time either. I might as well go out with you and take a look."

"I'll treat it as a chance to clear my mind."

Before this, Chu Feng would certainly have refused to leave.

After all, everything about him before had been fabricated by himself. He had not possessed the slightest bit of strength.

But now that he was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, he had at least some ability to protect himself. He could also go out and see whether there were any other Children of Fortune.

Besides, he had had enough of this rustic life of coarse tea and plain fare.

Xiao Huohuo was overwhelmed with excitement.

"Thank you, Master!"

After tidying up in the forest for a while, the two of them stepped into the forest before them.

Three days later.

An elder and a youngster stood together on a broad avenue, both looking ahead.

Before them stood an ancient city gate.

On either side of the gate, the city walls stretched for several miles. Numerous spiderweb-like cracks spread across the blue bricks, then were covered with rammed earth in layer upon layer. It was obvious that the walls had suffered the erosion of many years.

The city gate stood wide open. Looking inside, one could catch a glimpse of Dongli City's scenery.

There was a broad street, with tall wooden buildings standing on either side. Shops stood one after another, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The common people streamed in and out of the shops, filling the entire street and making an uproar.

Chu Feng looked left and right, deeply moved.

He had finally arrived at a city where humans lived!

Every brick and tile before him exuded the fresh vitality of human habitation, making him feel at ease.

Humans were social animals, and Chu Feng was not truly some Hermit Expert living in seclusion.

Over these past few months, if he had not had Xiao Huohuo for company while living deep in the mountains and old forests, he would have gone mad.

That Dense Forest truly contained many Fierce Beasts. If an ordinary person tried to make their way through it, they would likely die nine times out of ten.

However, Xiao Huohuo, who had now absorbed Nine Spiritual Energies, could easily slaughter his way through the vicious beasts inside. What more could be said of Chu Feng, who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining?

After nearly three months since transmigrating, he had finally stepped out of that damned place.

And all of this was thanks to his Silly Disciple, Xiao Huohuo.

If not for his astonishing talent, and his ability to refine a body full of spiritual energy from a cultivation method he had blindly made up,

they would not have known how much longer they would have remained trapped there.

Noticing the relief in Chu Feng's eyes, Xiao Huohuo was ecstatic. His palms grew sweaty, and he was so excited that he secretly thought:

Was Master fairly satisfied with me—and with my hometown?

He nearly danced for joy as he introduced everything before them to Chu Feng.

"Master, this place is Dongli City."

"Dongli City's food is famous throughout the world. The city has all kinds of delicacies that make the people of the surrounding cities drool."

"Oh, right. Master, if you take a fancy to anything, just take it! Don't be polite."

"Even if you take a fancy to some household's wife or daughter, Huohuo will snatch her for you!"

Hearing what Xiao Huohuo said, Chu Feng was speechless.

Had this honest Silly Disciple actually been a local tyrant before?

He lightly tapped Xiao Huohuo on the forehead, and the latter immediately quieted down.

Then Chu Feng slowly said:

"Fair maidens of sixteen have bodies soft as cream; with the sword at their waists, they can slay mortal men."

"Though no heads may be seen fall, in secret they leave your bones and marrow dry."

"Indulgence in beauty is one of the great taboos of cultivation."

"所谓 beauty is nothing before longevity."

"When one day you comprehend the Way of Longevity as well, and witness those countless years of vicissitude—when you have seen how many beautiful women and lovely girls turn to white bones—you will understand that these things are merely demonic obstacles hindering you from becoming an immortal."

"Only then will you know that the path to immortality is the sole road truly worth pursuing."

Xiao Huohuo, who had been brimming with excitement, immediately froze. He stared at Chu Feng's youthful face, utterly shaken.

"Although Master looks young, even those great grandmasters who have lived for over a hundred years could never have grasped the meaning behind his words, right?"

"How long has Master truly lived?"

"Could he be even older than Dongli City, which has a history of a thousand years?"

"He really is a living immortal!"

At the same time, he felt a pang of sorrow.

"He has lived for so long, yet he has always been alone."

"Although it was for the sake of pursuing the path to immortality, he must have been terribly lonely, right?"

"Once we enter the city, I absolutely have to find him a pair of sisters to serve Master properly..."

Seeing Xiao Huohuo grinning foolishly, Chu Feng understood at once that the youngster was imagining things again.

He had no idea what Xiao Huohuo was thinking about, but whatever it was, it had made him smile so lecherously.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Huohuo immediately came back to himself and led Chu Feng through the city gate.

Inside the gate, two black-armored soldiers guarding the city recognized Xiao Huohuo.

"Young City Lord."

Xiao Huohuo nodded, then entered Dongli City together with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng cast a glance at the two men. Although they called him Young City Lord, their expressions did not match their words in the slightest. They were filled with contempt.

Even his own subordinates looked down on him.

As the two of them entered, the common people on the street also turned to look.

Ever since breaking through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, Chu Feng's hearing had become considerably sharper than before.

He could hear the discussions coming from every direction clearly.

"Isn't that our Young City Lord?"

"Him? His constitution has been weak since childhood. Even with the City Lord's Mansion pouring resources into him, he's practiced martial arts for nearly seventeen years and is still only a Third-rate martial artist..."

"He was repudiated two years ago and lost all his face. As if that weren't enough, he even made some Three-Year Pact, so he's going to make a fool of himself again..."

"I heard he's gone everywhere these past two years to seek a master and study martial arts. But even though the City Lord found him connections to so many major sects, he refused to go. Instead, he went around looking for some so-called Hermit Experts. I say he's watched too many storybooks and gone stupid..."

"The one standing behind him is that so-called Hermit Expert he found, right? One look is enough to tell that he's a swindler..."

"Now that the Three-Year Period is drawing closer and closer, it won't be long before this youngster who doesn't know his own limits disgraces himself again..."

"The Young Sect Master of the Misty Sect is exceptionally talented, a genius rarely seen in a hundred years. With the support of a great sect like the Misty Sect, she has supposedly already reached the First-rate Peak..."

Hearing the voices from every direction, Chu Feng glanced at the youngster again.

The youngster had lowered his head and was clenching his fists in secret, his expression somewhat ugly.

Yet he neither argued nor defended himself. He merely walked forward with his head lowered, as though he had grown accustomed to it.

Chu Feng, however, curled his lips into a faint smile.

The scene before him looked exactly like what a certain protagonist had experienced upon making his entrance.

This disciple was becoming more and more like the template of a Child of Fortune.

If his fate truly resembled that person's,

then he wondered whether Xiao Huohuo had a girl by his side who came from an astonishing background, possessed peerless beauty, and was devoted solely to him...