Once Your Hair Reaches Your Waist, Will You Marry Me?

The Venerable White, in meditation, was completely oblivious to what was happening around him!

At this moment, Venerable White was in the very center of that vast desert, and around him, scenes of 3D projections appeared one after another.

It features beautifully landscaped cultivation sanctuaries; bizarre and monstrous beasts; battles between powerful cultivators; and wondrous magical treasures of various elements.

These images flashed by quickly around the Venerable White, only to vanish just as quickly.

Beyond this 3D projection lay an endless desert. As the Venerable White's thoughts rose and fell, the desert expanded and expanded...

A single thought can create countless worlds; a single thought can destroy countless worlds!

Once a cultivator reaches the Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable, when they are deep in thought, a single thought can activate the spiritual power within their body, creating a powerful influence on the real world and forming an 'Illusory Reality' — Real Illusion world that is attached to the real world but Transcendence!

The Illusory Reality is something similar to an illusion, but it transcends the illusion itself.

It is false, because its essence does not exist in the world.

But it is also incredibly real... You can reach out and touch everything in this 'Illusory Reality,' and it's no different from real things.

Long ago, a Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable was pondering a question when a gigantic mirage formed around him, transforming into a prosperous town teeming with countless humans living and interacting. However, as soon as the Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable finished his contemplation, the mirage vanished. This gave rise to many legends of 'ghost cities' in ancient times...

The most famous legend about 'Illusory Reality' dates back to ancient times.

In ancient times, there was a medium-sized sect called "Jadewater Pavilion". Its leader, "Fairy Chu", was a Sixth-Grade True Lord, gentle and kind. Under her leadership, the entire Jadewater Pavilion lived a life almost entirely free from worldly strife.

However, one day, the Jadewater Pavilion was caught up in a large-scale battle between cultivation sects. Overnight, the entire Jadewater Pavilion was wiped out, with no one surviving except for the Pavilion Master Fairy Chu.

In despair, Fairy Chu ascended to the Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable.

Afterwards, her powerful, almost desperate longing fueled the spiritual energy within her, which miraculously constructed a complete 'Jadewater Pavilion'. The disciples within continued to chat and laugh, diligently cultivate, and live a life of peace and tranquility, just as they had in life...

Several hundred years later, a few Cultivator World mistakenly entered the 'Jadewater Pavilion' and were warmly received by its disciples. These five cultivators were completely unable to distinguish between 'Illusory Reality'. It wasn't until they returned to their sects and mentioned the 'Jadewater Pavilion' to others that they learned the truth about it from their sects' records.

--Chu Fairy Chu has always lived in a dream she has woven herself.

With a single thought, countless worlds are created. As long as a Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable is willing, the 'people, events, and things' they conjure can even exist for a long time.

However Real Illusion may seem, it is still just an illusion. Even if you can reach out and touch them, feel their body temperature and Blood Qi, it is still fake...

This is exactly the state that Venerable White is in at this moment.

While in a meditative state, he inadvertently recalled many past events, which were then Transformation by his powerful spiritual energy, manifesting as layers upon layers of 'Illusory Reality' around him.

The most precious memory deep within his heart transformed into the vast desert on the outside, intertwined with the real world.

Desert, White Horse, Young Man in Blue; those are the memories of Venerable White's childhood...

As long as Venerable White remains in seclusion or hasn't withdrawn his thoughts, the desert and the projections around him will not disappear.

Doudou knew this, which is why she lay there, waiting for Venerable White to finish his seclusion as soon as possible.

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Song Shuhang was numb, lying on the sand, panting.

The Young Man in Blue with a White Horse had sought him out seven times, starting with 'fist techniques', then 'knife techniques', and later 'sword techniques', 'staff techniques', 'spear techniques', 'leg techniques', and 'whip techniques'.

They always come up with new ways to torment him, although... he does benefit from it quite a bit.

"Seven times is enough, isn't it?" Song Shuhang murmured.

Just then, a pleasant tinkling sound rang out again—a Young Man in Blue White Horse robe, leading a white horse, approached from afar...

Again? What are we playing this time?

"Little White, where did you run off to? I thought you were lost." The Young Man in Blue ran happily towards Song Shuhang, uttering the same line as always.

Then, the Young Man in Blue pulled the horse aside and said to Song Shuhang, "Little White, shall we practice our hammer skills?"

As he spoke, he untied two large hammers from his horse.

Swords, spears, and clubs are one thing... but why do cultivators also need to practice with hammers?

Which sect's weapon is this? The style is absolutely terrible.

Lost in thought, Song Shuhang reached out and said, "I can't take it anymore, I'm so tired. Shall we rest for a bit?"

He was just saying it casually. He originally thought that the Young Man in Blue would just throw the hammer next to him and then swing it at him, forcing him to fight.

But to everyone's surprise, the Young Man in Blue suddenly looked puzzled. "Rest?"

Then, he threw the two sledgehammers aside and trotted towards Song Shuhang, saying, "So, Little White, you also want to rest? Shall we rest for a while?"

Holy crap... So the key word was 'rest'?

The Young Man in Blue sat side by side with Song Shuhang, chuckling and silent, seemingly enjoying this brief moment of peace.

After sitting like this for about ten minutes, the Young Man in Blue suddenly turned to look at Song Shuhang. Then, his eyes suddenly lit up!

Song Shuhang felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by him.

"Little White, you're so handsome!" the Young Man in Blue said with a smile.

Song Shuhang felt a chill run down his spine! Even though he knew the Young Man in Blue was referring to 'Little White' and not him, Song Shuhang still felt goosebumps all over his body when the other man stared at him with such intense gaze and said, 'You're so beautiful.'

"Little White, when your hair grows long enough to reach your waist, will you marry me?" the Young Man in Blue suddenly asked.

"Impossible!" Song Shuhang refused decisively.

"So it really won't work? Then how about you grow your hair long, Little White? I think you'll look really good with long hair!" The Young Man in Blue continued, undeterred.

"No, absolutely not!" Song Shuhang crossed his arms and loudly refused again.

"Great? That's wonderful! I can't wait to see Little White you look like with long hair, Xiaobai," the Young Man in Blue said with delight.

... It turned out that the Young Man in Blue was not talking to Song Shuhang at all.

Throughout the entire conversation, he was in dialogue with a character named 'Little White'.

Song Shuhang felt like he had just been hit by Doudou.

However, upon closer inspection, he vaguely sensed a resemblance between the Young Man in Blue the 'Venerable White'.

"Achoo, who's cursing me?" Doudou rubbed his nose and stretched. On him, the Young Man in Blue was working hard, hammering away at him with a hammer, making a clanging sound like blacksmithing.

Doudou let out a comfortable groan. "A little to the left, a little to the left... Oh~~ That's it~~ A little more pressure~~ That feels good~~"

On the other side.

Tangtang from the Empty Thieves' Sect was still going berserk. "Again! Again! I'll fight you to the death!"

The masterful Shadowless Hands technique was executed exceptionally well, and the opponent even gained a slight advantage.

"Hehe, Little White, you're amazing." Although the Young Man in Blue was at a disadvantage, he didn't panic at all and fought steadily.

"Little White your sister, Little White your sister!" Tangtang screamed wildly.

"Hehe, Little White, I'm going to counterattack!" The Young Man in Blue suddenly switched from defense to offense, and with one burst of energy, he fought Tangtang to a standstill once again.

Young Mistress Tang was in tears.

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At the same time.

Two figures stood atop a building opposite the Medicine Master's building.

One of them was none other than Helm Master Jing Mo of the White Spiky Hair Sect, and beside him was Steward Chen from the Limitless Demon Sect Branch.

Helm Master Jing Mo, gazed at the building housing the Medicine Master and asked in a deep voice, "Is that it?"

"Yes, Master. That's where 'Book Mountain Pressure' and his senior are staying. There's a protective barrier array next to the building, so it looks like their temporary base," Steward Chen replied cautiously.

Yesterday, Helm Master Jing Mo flew to the Jiangnan Region on his sword, taking him directly with him.

"Furthermore, our intelligence personnel have confirmed that the 'Sunflower Cultivator' has perished. The last trace of the Sunflower Cultivator was found in a small alley. There were signs of a fight there, and the Sunflower Cultivator disappeared right there, without a trace."

Steward Chen provided a detailed account of the recent news.

Finally, he took out a key and handed it to Helm Master Jing Mo: "Finally, Chief, this is the key to that building."

This is the key to the main entrance of the Medicine Master Building—the lock on the main entrance was broken by Venerable White before, and Song Shuhang called someone to fix it.

The disciples of the 'Limitless Demon Sect' who were secretly monitoring the building tampered with the repair staff and obtained a duplicate key.

Helm Master Jing Mo put away the key and nodded. "You did a good job. Let's go first. Once my true energy has recovered somewhat, I'll go and test them."

Steward Chen immediately breathed a sigh of relief—he wouldn't be beaten up by the helmsman in a sudden outburst of anger.

"Let's go first." Helm Master Jing Mo, along with Steward Chen, took off again on their swords and disappeared into the Jiangnan Region.

However, Steward Chen did not see that when Helm Master Jing Mo left, he secretly threw away a piece of puppet, leaving it behind along with the key.

After Helm Master Jing Mo and Steward Chen flew far away, the puppet transformed into the likeness of Helm Master Jing Mo.

This is not his true form, but merely a tool linked to his five senses. It's similar to a modern 'unmanned reconnaissance drone,' only with more functions.

The puppet, which had transformed into the Helm Master Jing Mo, stretched and stepped down from the building, heading straight for the Medicine Master's Building.

When he reached the door, he stopped and looked around carefully. Then, he took out his key, quickly opened the door, and darted into the room.

The next moment, turning around, Helm Master Jing Mo was completely dumbfounded...