sbdcsierra Chapter 119 Death of Society
Chapter 119 Death of Society
"Shut up!"
In unison, Luo Sifan and Shu Hongyi rebuked each other.
Shu Hongyi was both embarrassed and annoyed, while Luo Sifan frowned in annoyance.
Lin Qianxiu, however, seemed to be deep in thought, looking at Luo Sifan and Shu Hongyi with a suspicious expression.
She couldn't help but suspect that the two of them had done something outrageous. Luo Sifan was a womanizer, and Shu Hongyi had confessed without being asked!
Bai Lan, yearning for the world, couldn't escape her watchful eye in the Yinshuang Secret Realm. Seeing the awkward situations of Luo Sifan and the other two, Bai Lan slapped the table and laughed heartily, only regretting that there was no one to share her joy with.
"If Sister in red is willing, I will not compete with you for the position of maid."
Lin Qianxiu, with a cold face and ignoring everyone else, spoke in a sharp and icy voice.
Even the straightforward Shu Hongyi could tell the tone was too harsh, and blurted out a hasty reply without thinking:
"Sister Qianxiu! I meant no harm! Who would want to sit and sleep with that lecherous man and be his maid!"
Luo Sifan found it jarring and couldn't explain it for a moment.
"Hurry up, Elder Lin! If we miss the time, we'll have to accept everything! Don't be too greedy!"
Jiang Changsu continued to embellish the story, as if afraid of making things too complicated.
Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi both looked wary as they glanced at Luo Sifan, fearing that he might actually be thinking of having two women on either side of him.
Luo Sifan glared at the two of them, annoyed, and casually said:
"Miss Qianxiu will do. Sect Leader Jiang, please escort Senior Shu away from your sect."
With the dust settled, both women were filled with mixed emotions, and neither showed a pleasant expression.
Jiang Changsu smiled slightly:
"What a pity, Elder Lin's good fortune with multiple wives is still a bit lacking! Zhang Deming! The three of you escort Miss Shu out of my sect with courtesy, and do not neglect her on the way! Otherwise, if you displease Elder Lin, the sect's laws will not be lightly applied!"
Luo Sifan, his face dark, listened to Jiang Changsu's fabricated words, not daring to interrupt or say anything out of turn.
"Fellow Daoist Shu, please!"
Upon receiving the order, Zhang Deming fawned over Shu Hongyi, and the three of them bowed and smiled, leading her away from the pavilion with utmost courtesy.
His words and mannerisms were just as appropriate as if he were serving an elder or relative.
As Lin Qianxiu pondered the details, her expression grew even more unpleasant. It is said that bystanders see things more clearly, but she increasingly felt that those involved were confused.
"Please come with me, gentlemen!"
Jiang Changsu, her face radiating smugness, gracefully extended her delicate hand, her elegant dress swaying at her waist, and led the way.
"go!"
Lin Qianxiu glared at Luo Sifan, who was dawdling behind, clearly unwilling to travel with him.
Luo Sifan, who was always in trouble, followed Jiang Changsu in a daze.
Lin Qianxiu trailed behind for about ten feet, muttering to herself as she looked at Luo Sifan's back. The two hadn't exchanged a single word the entire way.
The Hehuan Sect has been confined here for nearly a thousand years. Although its population is far less than before, its pavilions and gardens are still antique and cover a vast area, and most of them still retain their former glory.
Compared to where Luo Sifan and the others had stopped, Huanxi Pavilion could hardly be considered luxurious or ancient.
"Elder Lin, this is the Letian Pavilion, named for its meaning of eternal joy and happiness. For ten thousand years, our sect has passed down the Letian Pavilion as a place for elders to worship and cultivate in seclusion."
At the summit, beside the Heavenly Lake, Jiang Changsu sighed as she introduced a detached house with its own heated pool and garden.
In previous years, this place was bustling with people and filled with the fragrance of incense and the sound of jade pendants. Now, not a single person can be seen, and even the orchids and other precious plants in the garden are overgrown with wild trees and weeds.
Those who cultivate immortality find joy in mountains and waters. Luo Sifan, gazing into the distance from the pavilion, couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
Lin Qianxiu snorted lightly, her expression one of disdain and contempt.
She had a sharp eye; the stone carvings on the courtyard wall were faded and barely visible, depicting scenes of naked men and women engaging in wild and unrestrained sexual acts.
Jiang Changsu smiled knowingly and urged them on:
“Miss Qianxiu has a good eye. These erotic paintings are all the inherited insights of the elders of the Hehuan Sect. Hehuan means harmony and cultivating the Great Dao together. Unfortunately, our sect has long abandoned such inheritances due to imperial decrees. However, since you two are not members of our sect, you will not be restricted by this if you wish to practice.”
The Venerable Bailan of the Yinshuang Secret Realm regarded this handsome young man as a younger brother. Even though Jiang Changsu was ordered to sow discord among the three, she secretly treated Luo Sifan and the others with the utmost respect.
What's wrong with learning some of the secret arts of the Hehuan Sect? Jiang Changsu was actually hoping that Luo Sifan would rise to prominence and bring the nearly extinct Hehuan Sect's heritage out of the country to flourish.
Luo Sifan coughed several times, almost choking from Jiang Changsu's words.
Lin Qianxiu's gaze was like a knife, slashing fiercely at him.
"Sect Leader Jiang, you are too kind. I have no interest in this matter."
Luo Sifan awkwardly declined Jiang Changsu's "kind offer".
Jiang Changsu, oblivious to the danger, enthusiastically accompanied Luo Sifan on their journey, continuing their discussion.
"Elder Lin, you are mistaken. Although I am not skilled enough, I can tell from your eyes that although you are not a disciple of our sect, your teachings are profound and superior to those of our sect!"
The more Jiang Changsu looked at Luo Sifan, the more she understood and appreciated him. Her bright eyes were almost entirely fixed on Luo Sifan, unwilling to stray even a fraction from him.
"Elder Lin! I dare say that just a few days ago, your Joyful Union Realm had already reached the Breakthrough level!"
Jiang Changsu clicked her tongue in admiration, finding it hard to believe.
"For ten thousand years, our sect has established the ultimate realm of the Joyful Union Path as two: Equaling Heaven and Breaking Boundaries. The cycle of taking and giving, the alternation of Yin and Yang, and the accumulation of each level make even those who aspire to Equaling Heaven unable to attain it. Our sect leader once thought that using the Joyful Union Path to break boundaries and merge the Yin and Yang of heaven and earth was merely a wild and unrealistic fantasy..."
With eyes blazing with fervor, Jiang Changsu made a definitive judgment:
"Elder Lin! I have been pondering this for a long time, and now it suddenly dawns on me. The aura you exuded was clearly the fusion of the two realms, a transcendent Dao aura that brought together the two worlds! Let me count them carefully: one hundred, two hundred, three hundred..."
Jiang Changsu furrowed his brow and secretly plotted, using his sect's internal techniques to deduce and calculate, his mind filled with longing.
Completely oblivious to Luo Sifan's pale face, Lin Qianxiu gritted her teeth, lost in forced memories.
Before Luo Sifan could even speak to stop her, Jiang Changsu, as expected of having twin Nascent Souls, calculated extremely quickly, her slender fingers flicking like the wind.
Before long, Jiang Changsu stared in horror and said:
"Six hundred and sixty-six people, nine hundred and ninety-nine times, seven days and seven nights! Young Master Lin is a genius! A true prodigy!"
Who exactly is the Daoist master of the Hehuan Sect?
Jiang Changsu was completely bewildered and almost swore. She had never seen such a frighteningly insane number of cultivators, even in the entirety of the Hehuan Sect's ancient records, biographies, notes, and even unreliable novels within the sect.
Lin Qianxiu coldly watched Jiang Changsu's humiliation, his expression one of utter frustration like someone who had stepped in dog poop. Amidst her bitterness, she secretly felt a surge of satisfaction, and quietly added insult to injury:
"Sect Leader Jiang, what a pity. Such a grand occasion is unprecedented and will never be repeated. The Grand Sect Leader of the Hehuan Sect will not be able to witness Elder Lin's initial mastery of his divine skill, while I, a mere woman, know nothing about the Hehuan Dao, yet I watched with unwavering eyes and ears and was fortunate enough to enjoy it for seven days and seven nights."
Luo Sifan and Jiang Changsu were increasingly shocked as they listened. They both turned their heads and stared intently at Lin Qianxiu, who was in high spirits and pouring out her heart.
"What?!" Luo Sifan was completely bewildered and speechless.
"Really?!" Jiang Changsu exclaimed with a mixture of envy and disbelief, her opinion of Lin Qianxiu rising dramatically.
To Jiang Changsu, Lin Qianxiu was like a heretic boasting about having personally experienced a miracle—despicable yet awe-inspiring.
Lin Qianxiu's gloom vanished, replaced by a radiant spirit. She was like a powerful spear ready to be unleashed, her elegant demeanor drawing the admiring glances of the two men.