Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

"..."

The servant girl quietly clenched her fists, blaming herself for being bewitched by the good looks of that young man.

He came asking for an audience under the pretext of knowing an old acquaintance—a ploy many cultivators used.

But to use a completely unrecognizable name of a fairy, this was indeed a first.

"I'll go reject him right now."

"Mhm."

The Fairy of Baohua nodded lightly and then pushed the door open, entering before gently closing it behind her.

In the room, only the servant girl remained, seemingly having anticipated her return. The pot of flower tea in her hands was at its most fragrant moment.

"Bi Cui, I'm so annoyed."

As soon as she entered, the Fairy of Baohua immediately put on a different face, slumped, and buried her head.

With a "plop," she threw herself into the warm softness of the bedding, sprawling out in the shape of a big "Da" character.

"The fairy has worked hard, please have some tea." Bi Cui smiled heartily, holding the teacup and walking to the bedside.

"Oh."

The Fairy of Baohua propped herself up from the bed, sat down with crossed legs, tugged at her delicate pink toes, then reached out to take the teacup.

"..."

As Bi Cui retrieved the teacup, she reached for a fragrant towel, saying helplessly, "Don't touch your feet before having tea, Fairy."

"But they smell good, smell!" The Fairy of Baohua offered her fingertips.

"Of course, they smell nice."

Bi Cui shook her head; eating Treasure Flower Elixir every day, how could they not smell fragrant.

"What's wrong, you have something on your mind?" The Fairy of Baohua opened her eyes wide in curiosity.

"Nothing... It's just my good-for-nothing brother is back." Bi Cui forced a smile.

"Oh, I thought it was something serious. Just let me know if you need anything, who are we if not for each other," said the Fairy of Baohua, slapping her ample area, looking just like a loyal elder sister, completely devoid of the elegance just before.

"That's not necessary, Fairy has already helped him a lot."

Bi Cui forced a smile, but sighed inwardly.

She had overheard the conversation outside earlier.

The Fairy rejected the cultivator who came asking for an audience... but that person was her brother's lifesaver, a debt of gratitude that couldn't be ignored.

But she didn't know the details about that cultivator, how could she dare to introduce him to the Fairy.

It was distressing.

"I can't be bothered with you, always so secretive."

The Fairy of Baohua snatched the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, wiping her mouth with her sleeve, "I don't know when they'll let me go out for a bit. I'm almost at the Late Stage of Returning Void already, I don't understand what my master is so afraid of. Could someone really devour me?"

"Why does the Fairy always want to leave the Sect? Where do you want to go?" Bi Cui, holding back her emotions, asked curiously.

"Haha." The Fairy of Baohua suddenly laughed, covering her stomach, then motioned for Bi Cui to lean in and whispered, "Of course, it's men I'm thinking about. I haven't even held hands yet. My master is too old-fashioned. How can a fairy be without a partner, I can't possibly live in seclusion for life like her. That would be too boring."

"Please, stop talking about that!"

Bi Cui, frightened, broke into a cold sweat and quickly covered the Fairy's lips.

She looked around in a panic.

If anyone else heard this, the Treasure Flower Sect would never be able to raise its head again.

"Ha... ha... Look how scared you get, I was just joking," laughed the Fairy of Baohua, her shoulders shaking, waving her hand, "Go on with your business."

"You mustn't make that kind of joke again next time."

Bi Cui breathed a sigh of relief, glared at her, then tiptoed out of the room.

But she didn't notice the fleeting look of sly pleasure in the Fairy's eyes as the door closed.

"Heh."

The Fairy of Baohua took a Jade Slip from the Storage Treasure, a technique she had secretly transcribed, and with a wave of her hand, ground it to powder.

Her master would only call her over once every half year.

For today, she had made plenty of preparations.

As she moved her fingers to cast the spell, several petals flew out of her sleeve, carried by the wind and shaped into the form of a person, creating a lifelike puppet.

"See you around!"

"..."

Inside the Reception Hall of the Treasure Flower Sect.

Zhang Ye brought a large collection of Storage Treasures to hand over to the Sect Deacon.

The haul was obviously substantial.

Even in the face of a life-and-death crisis like the Hongze Aquatic Race, the hint of a smile couldn't be banished from the creases of his face.

Once the joy had faded,

Zhang Ye sighed, having finally established a connection with the Treasure Flower Sect, he thought he wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

But now, after just one visit, that connection was broken.

Unable to cross that stretch of water, with his level of cultivation, he had no other route to traverse mountains and seas.

"Maybe..."

After some thought, he decided to seek out the Senior Shen he met earlier.

With such a formidable level of cultivation, the power behind him, even if not on par with the Treasure Flower Sect, was certainly not nameless. He wondered if there might be a need for a guard for cargo.

With this in mind, he hurriedly ran towards the secluded loft.

The other was certainly not a loose cultivator like himself, obviously having some connections to be here, otherwise, he would not be receiving such treatment.

However, just as he approached the loft,

He saw Liu Jun being surrounded by a few Inner Sect Disciples, stamping his feet in frustration, "Why the rush? Can't you wait a little longer? My sister... pah!"

Even this careless and brash youth became cautious when it came to his sister.

The Fairy of Baohua held his sister in high regard, true, but he couldn't afford to cause trouble for her by using this connection.

"Esteemed fellow Daoist, please,"

The few Inner Sect Disciples shifted their gaze from Liu Jun and turned towards the figure in the ink robe sitting in the chair, cupping their hands, "We did not know your status, but we hope that you will refrain from making such jokes in the future."

A Return to Void second layer Cultivator with an unknown background actually dared to fabricate news, disturbing the Fairy's cultivation—these external cultivators were truly blinded by lustful intentions.

They would be better off spending their time cultivating.

With their meager abilities, standing before those chosen ones from other Sects, what could they offer to attract the Fairy? Their looks?

"..."

Shen Yi exhaled softly.

Joking aside, he had considered that he might run into an affair of feeding cake to a young master and was prepared to be rejected.

But he had not expected that Senior Xuan Qing would be so lacking in prestige, to the point where his name didn't even pique the Fairy of Baohua's interest to meet him.

This was somewhat awkward.

Nevertheless, Shen Yi had no intention of being persistent. He rose to his feet and cupped his hands, "My apologies."

The few Inner Sect Disciples had been ready to take action, as cultivators who lie to secure a meeting were usually shameless.

They hadn't expected the other to be so straightforward, which took them by surprise. They hastily raised their hands to return the gesture, "We won't see you out."

"Don't worry, Senior Shen, I have connections,"

Liu Jun hurried over, glaring at the others before comforting Shen Yi.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced down at him, understanding his concerns and not insisting, simply shaking his head.

His meridian poison might not only be curable by the Treasure Flower Sect.

Even if he really needed the Treasure Flower Sect's help, it didn't necessarily mean he had to rely on connections; there were plenty of other methods, and there was still a lot of time.

He paced out of the loft.

Zhang Ye forced a smile and didn't bother him at such an awkward moment.

He didn't believe Shen Yi, a ruthless man, would lie about such a matter. It was more likely that his "connection" in the Treasure Flower Sect was no longer fond of old memories.

As they walked towards the exit,

A figure stumbled in, so suddenly that even the disciples guarding the temple failed to get a good look at her, yet the aura of the Treasure Flower Sect's cultivation technique radiated from her unquestionably.

They only reminded her briefly, "Slow down, what kind of impression is this to give?"

"Bah!"

The girl, not particularly beautiful but still quite attractive, stopped in her tracks, pulled at her eyelid, and made a face at the temple guards.

About to leave, she suddenly noticed a young man walking by.

His ink robe billowed slightly, his fair and handsome face was serene, his eyes deep, as if sparkling with wisdom, and one could not tell what cultivation technique he had cultivated, giving him an air of transcendence.

Though his cultivation was a bit low, his unwavering gaze showed neither subservience nor arrogance.

With her eyes wide with interest, she paused for a moment, "Huh."

The aura around this man was unfamiliar; he didn't seem to be a cultivator of the Treasure Flower Sect.

Interesting.

Her eyes darted around, and she quietly followed behind him.

"..."

The temple guards frowned as they watched the girl's sneaky behaviour. If she hadn't been a disciple of the Treasure Flower Sect, they would have warned the ink-robed loose cultivator to be careful with his Storage Treasure.