Red Chamber 32

Seeing the person who had suddenly appeared clearly, Liu Jiaying shrieked, "Dad?!"

The person who arrived was none other than Liu Zhong.

Since arriving in this world, Liu Zhong had not neglected his cultivation.

Over the course of several decades, Liu Zhong had attained a not-insignificant level of cultivation.

Of course, it was far from the cultivation level of his true self—not even one ten-thousandth of it—but it was more than enough to deal with Fairy Jinghuan.

After all, Fairy Jinghuan was merely a low-ranking minor immortal, only at the level of a Human Immortal, having not even reached the realm of an Earth Immortal.

Furthermore, her strength was restricted by the Heavenly Dao, allowing her to exert only a fraction of her true power.

Although Liu Zhong had only been cultivating for a few decades, his foundation was formidable, and his current strength was enough to fight Fairy Jinghuan to a standstill.

Liu Jiaying watched in shock as her father from this lifetime traded blows with Fairy Jinghuan, their spells flashing like special effects.

What shocked her even more was that despite the earth-shattering battle, not a single third party came to investigate the situation.

Moreover, the attacks from the two combatants left no damage on the buildings or furniture!

What on earth was going on here?

And why was her father so powerful?

Could it be that he was the big shot behind the butterfly effect in the Red Chamber story?

Liu Jiaying's mouth hung wide open, unable to close, as she watched the two titans duel, clenching her fists to cheer for her father.

Fortunately, her father was very reliable, proving to be a cut above Fairy Jinghuan.

Fairy Jinghuan was struck down by Liu Zhong and reverted to her original form: an antique bronze mirror.

"Fengyue Treasure Mirror?!" Liu Jiaying blurted out.

Liu Zhong walked forward, picked up the bronze mirror, examined it from both sides, and said, "It is not the Fengyue Treasure Mirror, but the Taixu Treasure Mirror."

Liu Jiaying: "Huh?"

Liu Zhong: "The Taixu Illusion Realm should be a space formed by a spatial magic treasure, and Fairy Jinghuan is the artifact spirit of that treasure."

Liu Jiaying: "..."

This setting...

It was understandable.

Liu Zhong: "If you have anything you want to ask, just ask."

Liu Jiaying carefully probed, "Are you a transmigrator senior, one who transmigrated with a golden finger?"

Liu Zhong smiled slightly: "You could say that."

Liu Jiaying immediately stepped forward to cling to his leg: "Senior, Dad, look at me—I have a unique bone structure and am a genius at martial arts. Can you teach me spells to cultivate immortality?"

Liu Zhong was surprised: "You want to cultivate immortality?"

Liu Jiaying: "Of course. Since I know that immortals exist, how could I not want to cultivate?"

Liu Zhong: "Cultivating immortality is not as easy as just saying the words; the practice is tedious and far from effortless."

Liu Jiaying: "I know, and I can do it. Dad, although I am still a child in this life, I lived for thirty years in my previous life. My mindset is already mature; I know what I want and what I am capable of."

Liu Zhong stared into Liu Jiaying's eyes, trying to look through them and see her soul.

Liu Jiaying felt a mountain-like pressure descend upon her; she flinched, but she held Liu Zhong's gaze.

Liu Zhong withdrew his gaze and nodded: "Very well, I will teach you to cultivate immortality."

Liu Jiaying cheered happily: "Thank you, Dad."

"By the way, Dad. We made such a huge commotion here, yet no one else came over, and even the buildings suffered no damage. Did you do something? Like a barrier from the legends?"

Liu Zhong nodded: "There are benefits to reading too many novels; it saves me from having to explain much. However, it is indeed a barrier."

He waved his hand, and Liu Jiaying felt the surroundings ripple like water, allowing the noise from the previously quiet space to filter in.

Liu Zhong: "Come to my study later."

Having said that, his figure vanished.

The next moment, Liu Jiaying's maid entered the room.

Liu Jiaying dealt with the maid and the matrons, then headed to Liu Zhong's study as quickly as she could.

In the study, Liu Zhong was researching the original form of Fairy Jinghuan.

The artifact spirit, Fairy Jinghuan, had already been wiped out by Liu Zhong, leaving behind only this mirror treasure.

In the Primordial World, such a treasure would only be considered the lowest of the low.

But for the destitute Liu Zhong, having something was better than having nothing.

Although he possessed his own internal space and had no need for such a spatial treasure, he accepted it with a smile nonetheless.

Hearing Liu Jiaying's knock, Liu Zhong tossed the treasure into his own space and said, "Come in."

Liu Jiaying pushed the door open and entered, her bright, large eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at Liu Zhong.

Liu Zhong smiled slightly: "Come here."

Liu Jiaying walked over obediently and stood in front of Liu Zhong.

Liu Zhong extended his right hand and tapped his index finger against Liu Jiaying's forehead.

A beam of cyan light flowed from his fingertip and entered Liu Jiaying's head.

Liu Jiaying immediately felt that something had been added to her mind.

She closed her eyes to experience it.

It was a cultivation technique, clearly one for immortal cultivation.

She was grateful that she had grown up learning alongside the young ladies of the Red Chamber, mastering a solid foundation in classical Chinese, which allowed her—a science student—to understand this technique.

Although she could only understand the first few sentences, it was enough to begin practicing.

Liu Jiaying was overjoyed and looked up to ask Liu Zhong: "Dad, should I kneel and kowtow to take you as my master? Do we have a sect? What is it called?"

Liu Zhong: "No need, there is no sect."

This technique was just something he had made up on the spot.

Liu Jiaying: "Huh? Could it be a golden finger?"

Liu Zhong: "No."

He didn't mention that he had just invented the technique, fearing it would discourage the young girl.

"Don't ask so many questions. There are many things you aren't ready to know yet."

Liu Jiaying blinked her eyes and made a zipping motion across her lips.

Liu Zhong patted Liu Jiaying's little head with satisfaction: "Go on. How the road ahead unfolds depends entirely on you."

From then on, Liu Jiaying began to practice diligently every day.

She replaced sleep with cultivation at night, and the results were significant.

Ten years later, Liu Jiaying reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

She was already a young woman.

Jia Yuanchun began looking for a husband for her daughter, but Liu Jiaying stated that she did not want to marry.

Jia Yuanchun: "Foolish talk! How can a woman not marry? Do you want to be an old maid your whole life?"

Liu Jiaying: "I want to be a Taoist nun."

Jia Yuanchun was furious: "How could you have such an idea?"

Liu Jiaying shooed all the maids and matrons out of the room.

Jia Yuanchun frowned: "What is it you want to say, girl?"

It wasn't about what to say, but what to do.

Liu Jiaying reached out, picked up a date from the fruit bowl on the table, and held it in her palm.

She channeled the spiritual energy within her body into the date.

Under Jia Yuanchun's incredulous gaze, the pit inside the date sprouted and grew shoots...

Jia Yuanchun was stunned: "This..."

Liu Jiaying: "Your daughter has encountered an immortal destiny and has stepped onto the path of immortality. From now on, I will cultivate for longevity and leave the mundane world behind."

Jia Yuanchun: "..."

Jia Yuanchun didn't say a word for a long time.

Liu Jiaying waited silently for Jia Yuanchun to react.

After a very long time, Jia Yuanchun finally stirred: "I need to think this over carefully."

Liu Jiaying: "Oh."

She exited the room, leaving the space to Jia Yuanchun.