Chapter 115: Gossiping About Song Yuanshan and Chen Changsheng: Lady Tù Hu, I Come to Bring You Tea
After watching for a while, Chen Changsheng put away the two copies of the rubbings.
“This thing called ‘Heavenly Mandate’ has definitely lured many formidable beings out.”
“It looks like I need to accelerate my plans, at least find out what this ‘Heavenly Mandate’ really is.”
“And how to ascertain the identity of the person chosen by the Heavenly Mandate.”
Having said that, Chen Changsheng prepared to leave the room to gather information.
“Elder Brother Changsheng, you should clarify things before leaving.”
Song Yuanshan blocked Chen Changsheng’s path, his eyes filled with a burning curiosity that seemed ready to ignite the room.
As the national teacher of the Night Moon Nation, he had some understanding of Wanyan Yue.
He was well aware of who this Silver Moon Wolf Emperor liked.
However, now a wooden sculpture of a person had suddenly appeared, making things quite interesting.
Facing Song Yuanshan’s gossiping behavior, Chen Changsheng glanced at him with disdain.
“If you read more books, you wouldn’t be curious about who the wooden sculpture is.”
“Elder Brother Changsheng, that’s not correct.”
“You’ve said it yourself, this sculpture is carved by your own hands, and no one in the world can replicate it.”
“If you and the wooden sculpture don’t say anything, how would we know?”
Upon hearing this, the disdain in Chen Changsheng’s eyes thickened.
“Why can’t you know? You should have heard of this wooden sculpture and might have even seen it.”
“When the Great Qian Dynasty was still around, the Linglong Sect almost had a marriage alliance with the Heavenly Buddha Temple. You wouldn’t have forgotten about this.”
“Because this incident circulated in the Great Qian Dynasty for nearly a hundred years.”
Hearing this, Song Yuanshan became displeased.
“Elder Brother Changsheng, I know you’re well-versed in ancient and modern affairs, but you shouldn’t fabricate lies to deceive me with these cultivation world anecdotes!”
“To my knowledge, this matter was caused by Master Yixiu when he was young.”
“One day, out of curiosity, I asked him, and Master Yixiu himself said it was just a misunderstanding.”
“The saintess of the Linglong Sect was a senior of Master Yixiu, and at that time, it was merely out of admiration for talent.”
“Why don’t you believe it when I say your mind is dull?”
“Since you’re aware of this matter, you should also know that Master Yixiu’s connection with the saintess of the Linglong Sect originated from a wooden sculpture.”
“If you were a bit sharper, you would have investigated what kind of wooden sculpture was sent by Master Yixiu back then.”
“If you did your research, you’d discover that the wooden sculpture given by Yixiu is of the same style as the one I hold.”
Upon hearing this, Song Yuanshan looked at Chen Changsheng in horror.
“Elder Brother Changsheng, when Master Yixiu sent the wooden sculpture, you should not have joined the Shangqing View yet.”
“That’s right, what’s the problem with that?”
“Who said I could only have friends after joining the Shangqing View?”
“When Yixiu sent the wooden sculpture, I asked him to do so, so the wooden sculpture’s figure is none other than the Heavenly Prodigy of the Linglong Sect, the Immortal of Eternal Life.”
“Moreover, while you all know that Yixiu and I are acquaintances, Yixiu has never mentioned how we met.”
“After all this time, haven’t you ever had the slightest doubt?”
Song Yuanshan: “……”
You make a valid point; we should indeed have had doubts at that time!
Yixiu is more than a hundred years older than us, and when you joined the Shangqing View, you were only about twenty years old.
No matter how you look at it, you shouldn’t have known him!
This is what they call being trapped in one’s own perspective?
Gathering his messy thoughts, Song Yuanshan continued to dig deeper into the gossip.
“That’s not right!”
“At that time, the Immortal of Eternal Life was a prodigy that the Linglong Sect rarely produced.”
“Because she devoted herself to cultivation and often rejected various young talents with the excuse of ‘eternal life’, she earned the title ‘Immortal of Eternal Life.’”
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“Someone like her, how could she possibly accept a wooden sculpture from you?”
“Even if you and she are acquainted, it’s unlikely, given that this kind of thing easily carries different implications.”
Having said that, Song Yuanshan looked at Chen Changsheng with glimmering eyes, seemingly waiting for his answer.
“What is my full name?”
“Chen Changsheng.”
“Good to know.”
After asking a perplexing question, Chen Changsheng directly left the room.
A breath later, Song Yuanshan instantly understood the implication.
The “eternal life” referred to by the Immortal of Eternal Life had two meanings: one was a person, and the other was a goal pursued.
The Immortal of Eternal Life must have known long ago that Chen Changsheng could achieve eternity, which is why she obsessively pursued eternal life, ultimately aiming to stay by someone’s side.
Thinking of this, Song Yuanshan sighed softly, for this room also had a “mother wolf” troubled by emotions.
Chen Changsheng’s figure quickly disappeared, while Wanyan Yue’s gaze lingered on the direction he left.
When Yixiu was still alive, he had vaguely advised her.
He told her not to keep waiting, for Chen Changsheng would not stop for anyone, and living solely for an obsession would only bring more pain.
Once, there was someone even more obsessed, yet still, they could not retain Chen Changsheng.
At that time, she hadn’t understood what being “more obsessed” meant, but now she did.
What kind of obsession would drive a woman to pursue that ethereal concept of eternal life?
Just to be able to accompany someone longer.
……
In a separate courtyard.
Chen Changsheng quietly knocked on a door.
“Lady Tù Hu, I come to bring you tea.”
As he spoke, a rather “lewd” smile appeared on Chen Changsheng’s face.
There was no helping it, this delightful misunderstanding was simply too amusing.
If he were to go in shortly and actually propose the condition of becoming partners with her.
Then how would this single lady cultivator, over seven hundred years old, respond?
Just as he was thinking, the door opened.
A cold gaze met Chen Changsheng’s lewd smile.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng’s expression instantly drooped.
For the person who opened the door was the Saintess of the Purple Manor. With another little girl present, teasing an older female cultivator was no longer as entertaining.
Tù Hu had a rather impulsive temperament; one wrong word could lead to a fight, and her disposition was no match for more mature cultivators.
After all, the most exciting part of such matters was the other party’s expression where they wished to refuse but had to endure humiliation for something.
“Why are you here too?”
“Why can’t I be here?”
“Come in, my master is waiting for you.”
The two exchanged a few indifferent words before Ziling led Chen Changsheng into the room.
Once inside, Chen Changsheng saw the Purple House Sacred Lord sitting at the table, veiled and elegant.
Chen Changsheng: (͡°͜ʖ͡°)✧
Hehe!
Ziling: “……”
How disgusting, how could there be such a repulsive person here?
I really want to k*ll him.
Master, you’ve been wronged.
