The weight of ages

Han Suxin had also studied the history and development of the cultivation world extensively.

She knew full well that the cultivation world of today was completely different from that of Ancient Times. Outer Demons pervaded heaven and earth, and without a Dharma Body inheritance bestowed by the upper realm, cultivation was impossible.

Ordinary animals had yet to develop intelligence, so naturally, they could not receive a Dharma Body inheritance and had no chance to cultivate or take human form.

Only humans could cultivate Dharma Bodies.

In other words, creatures known as "demons" could no longer come into existence.

That meant She Xilu's true form in her previous life—the two-headed black snake—had to be an exotic demonic cultivator left over from Ancient Times, before heaven and earth underwent their transformation!

Yet this Senior Lin called She Xilu his little snake, had known her long ago, and even described her as a little animal...

The sheer amount of information those words revealed might escape an ordinary cultivator, but Han Suxin had cultivated for over two hundred years and studied the cultivation world's history extensively. How could she fail to understand?

She immediately realized-

Could... this Senior Lin be one of the Immortals and Gods from Ancient Times?

Moreover, he had survived the great catastrophe of Ancient Times that had transformed heaven and earth, and lived on to this day. His true cultivation was so high that she did not even dare speculate!

At the thought of this possibility, Han Suxin felt her heart race and her breathing quicken. Cold sweat began to seep down her back, and she clasped the hands resting on her lap tightly together to suppress their trembling.

It was fear, but also excitement.

Though she enjoyed some renown in the cultivation world, she still fell short of the true masters, and ascension remained a distant prospect.

Yet she had been able to meet a mighty immortal deity who had survived from Ancient Times, and even speak with him face-to-face!

What an honor!

Alongside her sense of unreality and apprehension, she felt an immense satisfaction!

As for whether she was a pawn, that no longer mattered. So many cultivators in this world were stronger than her, yet even they had never encountered such an opportunity...

Even I, Han Suxin, can chat and laugh with a mighty being from Ancient Times...

As Han Suxin looked at Lin Zhishui, her gaze involuntarily grew more respectful.

"Miss Han? Is something wrong?"

As he spoke, Lin Zhishui suddenly noticed that the composed female customer before him, who always wore a smile, seemed a little nervous. The way she looked at him had changed, too. She seemed... rather admiring?

Had I said something that impressive?

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Only then did Han Suxin realize that she had lost her composure before her senior. She hurriedly gathered her thoughts and said, "Your words simply made me admire you all of a sudden. Your wife must have been extremely aloof toward others in the past, yet you managed to gain her acceptance and enter her heart. That is truly remarkable."

She Xilu's true form in her previous life had been an exotic creature of Ancient Times, ferocious and cold-blooded by nature. She had also been born in the legendary Demonic Well of Origin, making her exceedingly noble even among the Demon Race. How aloof and indifferent she must have been!

In her eyes, ordinary cultivators were probably nothing more than lowly ants. How could they possibly earn her acceptance?

Understanding dawned on Lin Zhishui. So that was what she meant.

Indeed, with She Xilu being such a withdrawn girl and suffering from severe social anxiety, it really was difficult for an ordinary person to gain her acceptance.

Come to think of it... I am pretty impressive, aren't I?

He nodded with a touch of pride. "Indeed, she used to be very lonely. I put quite a bit of thought into getting her to accept me, hehe... Of course, a little violence was necessary, too. You need both the carrot and the stick."

Spanking her, for instance.

Of course, such private matters between them were not something he could casually tell an outsider.

"You are quite right. Sometimes, violence really is a good way to solve a problem."

Han Suxin nodded slightly in agreement, her respect and admiration for Senior Lin growing all the more.

Who knew how terrifying such an exotic creature from Ancient Times could be? Yet this senior before me actually subdued her through violence?

Just how high must his cultivation be?

His powers truly are extraordinary!

Lin Zhishui found it a little strange. She was actually so approving of something like domestic violence. Wasn't she laying the flattery on a bit thick...?

This change in attitude is far too obvious... It seems to have started when I offered her a piece of calligraphy as compensation?

Apparently, she really wanted his calligraphy.

Still, she had shown him respect, and he could hardly fail to return it. He promptly said, "In any case, thank you for your efforts this time, Miss Han. Please forgive my wife for being a little rude to you. Come to my He Mingxuan tomorrow, and I'll give you a piece of calligraphy as an apology."

Somewhat alarmed, Han Suxin stood up at once. "You are far too kind. It is already a blessing for me to receive your calligraphy. I have yet to fully comprehend the piece you gave me before. A single character from you tomorrow would be more than enough."

As expected of a mighty one among the Primordial Immortals and Gods... Such figures always attach great importance to karma and never casually leave a favor unpaid. And he is so courteous, too. He truly has the bearing of an immortal!

"If that's what you'd prefer, then so be it." Lin Zhishui nodded gently, though inwardly he felt rather puzzled.

What does she mean, 'fully comprehend'?

Could... Miss Han be copying my calligraphy to learn from it?

That was only natural. After all, the characters he wrote with his beloved brush were indeed exceptionally beautiful and possessed tremendous artistic value. Customers who loved traditional culture and were fascinated by calligraphy would naturally want to copy his work after buying it.

That's me for you! Before I knew it, I became a master calligrapher, he thought with some emotion.

"Oh, right."

Lin Zhishui asked, "Did you discover anything else about my wife's condition?"

"Ahem, well... In her dream, she said... 'Stop bothering me,'" Han Suxin replied awkwardly.

After all, this was a private matter between husband and wife.

She could already imagine an entire myth about a romance between a human and a snake. For instance... a tragic bond from a previous life, a love between immortal and demon that the heavenly court would not tolerate. After the little snake reincarnated, Senior Lin remained devoted to his love and sought to renew their old bond. He entered her dreams to see her many times, only to be rejected. Worried about his beloved snake, he had asked Han Suxin to check on her...

A stirring, heartrending romance between a human and a snake.

Ooh... I love this kind of gossip about mighty Immortals and Gods.

"Stop bothering me? Sigh, she's always like this... Never mind. We'll take it slowly."

Hearing this, Han Suxin could not help feeling moved and awed. Beneath this senior's seemingly ordinary, youthful disguise, she suddenly sensed a trace of the weight of ages finally revealing itself.

Seas turning into fields... What an enduring love, stretching across such distant ages...

Even the legendary Cowherd and Weaver Girl and Dong Xian's Love could be no greater than this... Deep envy and longing welled up in her heart.

Just then, there was a soft sound.

Lin Zhishui turned to see She Xilu rubbing her sleepy eyes as she emerged from the counseling room, still a little dazed.

"You're awake?"

Lin Zhishui rose with a smile and walked over to her. Looking at her gently, he asked, "How do you feel?"

She Xilu noticed that, for some inexplicable reason, his gaze seemed a little doting. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head halfway, saying softly, "I don't feel any... anything. I... I fell asleep..."

As expected of a top-tier psychologist. She really does know hypnosis.

Lin Zhishui silently praised her, then rubbed his little snake's head. "Don't worry. You don't need to say anything. I already know all about your condition."

"Oh..." She Xilu was rather bewildered, but still nodded obediently.

"Miss Han, I'll take my wife home now. See you tomorrow. There's no need to see us out," Lin Zhishui said with a smile.

"Take care," Han Suxin hurriedly replied with respect.

Lin Zhishui then took She Xilu's hand and left Han Suxin's counseling practice.

Once they were outside, She Xilu could not help asking, "What... what did you talk about with her?"

"You, of course. You were naughty, you know. You really do live up to that 'little snake' nickname."

Lin Zhishui smiled and rubbed her head. Could this girl have pinched her there on purpose because she was jealous that the woman was better endowed?

"Huh? Oh..." She Xilu lowered her head, feeling a little wronged. All I did was take a nap. How was I naughty?