Jia Yuanchun no longer tried to find Liu Jiaying a husband.
A month later, Liu Jiaying took the vows at a famous Taoist temple in the capital and officially became a Taoist nun.
However, she still lived at the Liu Mansion, practicing cultivation at home.
Outside of her cultivation, she spent most of her time keeping Jia Yuanchun company.
And so, decades passed.
Liu Zhong and Jia Yuanchun passed away one after another.
Liu Jiaying's resolve to cultivate did not waver when Liu Zhong died.
In her heart, Liu Zhong was a transmigrator. He must have left this world for another one, rather than proving that cultivation could not lead to immortality.
After all, she had personally felt her lifespan increase through cultivation.
She had already reached the Golden Core stage, and her lifespan had grown to five hundred years.
Liu Zhong was far more powerful than she was. As long as he wanted to, he could have lived a very long time in this world.
He must have simply grown tired of staying here and decided to leave.
And now it was her turn to leave, too.
She didn't want to keep using makeup to hide her youthful, true appearance.
So, on a fine, sunny day, the Liu family's great-aunt left the Liu Mansion and drifted away, her immortal trail fading into the distance.
Liu Zhong opened his eyes. Only a few decades had passed in the Primordial World.
The lecture at Zixiao Palace was still underway, and Jin Ao was still asleep.
Liu Zhong yawned. He wanted to sleep, too.
A pretty young woman came walking over the water. She didn't greet Liu Zhong, but instead woke the sleeping Jin Ao.
The young woman communicated with Jin Ao through divine sense, so Liu Zhong had no way of knowing what they said.
Only after she left did Liu Zhong ask Jin Ao about her.
Jin Ao said, "She's a junior from my clan. She has an excellent aptitude for cultivation, and unlike the rest of our lazy clan, she works very hard at it. Her cultivation is almost on par with mine now."
Liu Zhong said, "I can see that. She's already taken human form, while you haven't even come close."
"That's because my bloodline is purer than hers, which makes it harder for me to take human form," Jin Ao argued.
Liu Zhong asked, "What's your junior's name?"
Jin Ao replied, "Her name is Gui Ling."
Liu Zhong said, "What?"
Could she be Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit?
One of Tongtian Jiaozhu's four direct disciples?
The unluckiest one?
Liu Zhong couldn't help giving Jin Ao a sympathetic look.
Their whole clan seemed to have bad luck.
Jin Ao asked, "You know Gui Ling?"
Liu Zhong said, "No, I don't. I just think her name sounds nicer than yours."
"My name sounds nice, too," Jin Ao said.
"Heh."
After they chatted pointlessly for a while, Jin Ao fell asleep again.
Liu Zhong began absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth to cultivate.
Another hundred years passed in cultivation.
Someone disturbed Liu Zhong's meditation. He saw a man with exceptionally long legs running past.
The man dashed by him and ran off into the distance. His figure disappeared in an instant, showing just how fast he was.
A few days later, the man ran past him again.
A few days after that, he passed by once more.
And then...
Liu Zhong couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"
Hearing Liu Zhong's voice, the man stopped and looked around in confusion. His gaze settled on the willow tree.
"Are you talking to me?"
"Yes. What are you doing?"
"I'm running to train my speed."
"Huh?"
Could the Primordial World have somehow joined up with Mount Olympus?
The man said, "I like running. I like speed. I like the feeling of the wind blowing against my face as I run."
"Oh, it's a personal hobby? That's pretty nice."
Liu Zhong understood.
Everyone had their own hobbies, after all!
"What's your name?" Liu Zhong asked, intrigued by the man.
"My name is Kuafu," Kuafu replied. Then he asked Liu Zhong, "Do you have a name?"
"Of course," Liu Zhong said. "My name is Liu Zhong."
"Liu Zhong, I have to keep training, so I'll leave you to it." With that, Kuafu strode off on his long legs and continued running.
Liu Zhong gazed after Kuafu, full of envy.
When would he grow a pair of legs? He didn't need to run—just being able to walk around would be nice!
After that, Liu Zhong got used to Kuafu running past every few days. He stopped paying him any mind and continued breathing in the vital energy of heaven and earth, cultivating.
Another hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, and Liu Zhong opened his eyes.
Jin Ao was still asleep, and Kuafu had stopped coming decades ago.
Aside from the fish and birds that hadn't gained sentience, there wasn't a soul around to talk to him.
Liu Zhong yawned, then suddenly remembered that he had two things in his space from the Red Chamber world.
He hurriedly opened his space and took out the bronze mirror first.
The vital energy of the Primordial World washed over the mirror, slowly improving its quality.
Liu Zhong was delighted. So this thing could upgrade itself.
Nice, very nice.
Liu Zhong placed the mirror at his feet and wrapped his roots around it, letting it absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth on its own while it slowly upgraded.
Time stretched endlessly in the Primordial World, and Liu Zhong didn't care how much of it passed.
He simply made sure the mirror didn't give rise to another artifact spirit.
Then Liu Zhong took out the second item: the Heaven-Mending Stone from the Red Chamber world.
To his surprise, the moment he took it out, the sky changed.
A bolt of Zixiao Divine Thunder struck straight down at the Heaven-Mending Stone.
Liu Zhong was shocked.
The Heaven-Mending Stone had accumulated merit. Why would the Heavenly Dao strike it?
The moment the thunder hit the stone, Liu Zhong understood.
In the Primordial World, Nuwa hadn't become a goddess yet.
The Wu Race and the Demon Race hadn't fought their final battle. Mount Buzhou hadn't fallen, and the world was still intact. Nuwa hadn't Mended the Heavens.
And yet a Heaven-Mending Stone had suddenly appeared. Wasn't that a bug?
The Heavenly Dao would naturally eliminate the bug.
He hadn't realized that earlier, and ended up getting struck by the thunder, too.
Although he was only caught in the blast, the Zixiao Divine Thunder was immensely powerful. Even that tiny bit of it had left him gravely injured.
The Heaven-Mending Stone vanished in the divine thunder, and Liu Zhong's consciousness sank into darkness.
His innate ability activated automatically, sending his soul out of the Primordial World to recuperate in another world.
And so, in the martial arts world, a boy named Song Qingshu was born at Wudang Mountain.
Liu Zhong blinked in bewilderment.
Had he been reincarnated after transmigrating?
Could it be that, as one of the people who had developed a cure for the zombie virus in his previous life, he had accumulated merit and earned the chance to be reincarnated in another world?
That was wonderful!
This was an ancient world. The vegetables and grains weren't polluted, and the animals and livestock hadn't mutated. He could enjoy delicious food to his heart's content.
That alone was enough to satisfy Liu Zhong.
He blew a bubble, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
Naturally, he didn't notice that his body seemed to be consciously absorbing the innate qi he had brought with him from his mother's womb.
He was even less likely to notice his body working hard to absorb the extremely scarce spiritual energy in the air.
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