Immortality

In the hall, Lin Chao sat on a rosewood chair, his gaze calm.

He felt a bit curious, and also expectant.

Just then, a fragrance wafted over, and with light footsteps, a figure appeared before Lin Chao.

"I've heard the young master of the Dan Jian Sect excels in both painting and calligraphy. Would you be willing to paint a piece for me to collect?"

Madam Ma's voice carried a special charm that made it easy to be convinced.

This reminded Lin Chao of his own talent for linguistic influence.

Lin Chao knew what was going on.

It seemed the other party had indeed taken the Immortality Elixir he refined, otherwise, this wouldn't be the result.

"I can," Lin Chao did not refuse.

Simulating life was about experiencing and enjoying it.

If he did everything head-on without any preamble, it would be too dull and dry.

"What should I draw?" Lin Chao looked at Madam Ma.

Unfortunately, her face was hidden by a black veil, and he couldn't see it at all.

"Draw a beauty, perhaps the most beautiful woman in Beiling City, Zhuge Qingli," Madam Ma said, her lips parting slightly.

Her voice held an indescribable allure.

"I haven't met her."

Lin Chao replied calmly.

Zhuge Qingli was the foremost beauty in Beiling.

At the same time, her bloodline was very precious.

She was the daughter of Prince Pingyang of the former Han Kingdom.

Unfortunately, the Han Kingdom was destroyed, and Great Cang was established. Now, Zhuge Qingli could only be reduced to a courtesan in a pleasure house.

However, in Great Cang, this could be considered a decent situation.

"Then draw the woman you think is the most beautiful," Madam Ma chuckled.

Lin Chao was slightly taken aback.

After thinking for a moment, a figure appeared in his mind.

He picked up his brush and began to draw quickly.

Lin Chao's painting style was different from this era.

In this era, the emphasis was on artistic conception.

Or rather, artistic conception was paramount.

Lin Chao felt he lacked life experience.

He had only simulated a few times so far, and he was lacking in artistic conception.

Therefore, he chose to paint in a realistic style.

The realistic school required mastery of techniques, which Lin Chao possessed.

Most importantly, his control was extremely strong.

Soon, a portrait appeared on the table.

Madam Ma leaned closer, her voice calm, "What a refined and lovely young girl.

So, the young master likes this kind of woman."

Lin Chao showed an expression of interest, lost in thought.

Madam Ma continued, "Does the young master want to see me remove the black veil and see what kind of face lies beneath?"

Madam Ma's voice still carried its alluring power.

At this moment, Madam Ma's expression was extremely calm, yet tinged with a hint of coldness.

To her, Lin Ping was a great threat and had to be controlled.

Since taking the Immortality Elixir, her body had undergone significant changes.

These changes had both good and bad aspects.

Among them, she had gained some special abilities, one of which was charm.

It was precisely because of this ability that she could live so long.

"Don't remove the black veil," Lin Chao said calmly, looking at Madam Ma. He continued, "I guess your face will be the same as the woman in the painting."

His calm voice was like a boulder dropped into a mirror-like lake.

Madam Ma's heart skipped a beat, and her expression changed as she looked at Lin Chao: "Who exactly are you?"

After consuming the Immortality Elixir, Madam Ma had gained two special abilities, one of which was called Charm.

Her words were more infectious and better at beguiling people.

Of course, when facing someone with a firm will, the effect would be greatly reduced.

However, when using charm, she could briefly make the other person treat her as their closest loved one.

This was also her confidence.

Yet, everyone who knew about her ability was dead.

Who exactly was this Lin Chao?

It was true that there were people in this world who knew she had taken the Immortality Elixir, but absolutely no one knew about her ability.

She had relied on this ability to survive until now.

How did this man in front of her know?

"Who I am isn't important," Lin Chao said with a smile. "What's important is that I want to cooperate with you."

"Who are you?" Madam Ma looked at Lin Chao, like a frantic mother hen.

"The Immortality Elixir doesn't grant true immortality.

Every so often, you fall into a slumber for decades.

Furthermore, the Immortality Elixir can only extend your lifespan by two thousand years at most.

Am I correct?"

Madam Ma looked at the young boy before her, feeling as if his figure had become incredibly tall and unfathomably mysterious.

"Who are you?" Madam Ma was inexplicably terrified.

Her deepest, true secrets had been discovered, and she felt immense dread.

It was as if she had been stripped bare, exposed for everyone to admire without restraint.

Lin Chao leaned closer. "Did you do what you promised Qin Kuan?"

Madam Ma's pupils constricted.

Qin Kuan!

Her memories flashed back five hundred years.

At that time, she was still a nun.

One day, she found a corpse in a stream.

On the corpse, she found a bottle of medicine and a letter.

The owner of the letter called himself Qin Kuan.

At the time, after reading the letter, she immediately burned it.

No one knew the identity of that dead person.

Madam Ma's body trembled uncontrollably.

Having lived for five hundred years, what kind of situations hadn't she seen?

She truly hadn't seen a situation like this today.

"I did," Madam Ma's gums trembled, her upper teeth clattering against her lower teeth as she spoke. "At that time, I went to Anjiawa, found that family, and only left after the two elders passed away naturally."

At that time, Lin Chao, playing the role of the Qi Cultivator Qin Kuan, had written a letter before jumping off the cliff.

It was an exchange for the Immortality Elixir, asking whoever obtained the elixir to take good care of his parents in that life.

The current Lin Chao felt that the first life's simulated experience was full of loopholes.

Or rather, Lin Chao's own involvement wasn't very high.

Otherwise, Lin Chao wouldn't have written that letter before jumping off the cliff, which could have very well led to his parents' deaths.

Of course, it wasn't until the second simulated reincarnation that Lin Chao felt he was truly simulating life.

And this time, it wasn't just simulation, but experiencing life.

Lin Chao awoke from his memories. "Can we cooperate now?"

In reality.

Miss Jia arrived at a courtyard house.

In the courtyard, a woman was watering flowers.

Wrinkles had already appeared on her face.

This was something her past self would never have imagined.

Wrinkles on her face meant something.

She understood that better than anyone.

"Aunt Qin, do powerful individuals who can fight against thousands really exist in this world?" Miss Jia's voice was strange.