Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 935: I Rested Quite Well
Lu Yang felt that this trip to the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace had not been in vain. He had never imagined that every disciple was adept at swinging axes and tempering their bodies. What terrifying strength must lie beneath those delicate figures?!
He had only sparred with Lan Ting a few times, and those were only friendly contests. He never realized that she also possessed immense strength and excelled in body arts.
Even more unexpected were the immortal palace’s liberal rules, which did not interfere in the romantic affairs of their disciples.
This Moonchaser True Person must have been a far-sighted and open-minded senior.
Respect.
“Come to think of it, I’ve never really learned body-tempering techniques.” Lu Yang reflected on his cultivation journey. His focus had primarily been on sword techniques and spells; he hadn’t delved into body tempering.
“What need does our Everlasting Lineage have for body-tempering techniques?” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy interjected. “Once you possess the Everlasting Incipient Dao Fruit, your body will be far sturdier than any physique cultivator’s. Besides, even if you become a physique cultivator, the power of your self-detonation would still be no different from that of an ordinary cultivator, right?”
The Everlasting Immortal Fairy laid out the pros and cons for Lu Yang with clear logic.
“Well? If you feel your body isn’t sturdy enough, I can give you an Everlasting Incipient Dao Fruit now.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy was raring to go. As long as Lu Yang nodded and uttered “yes,” she would stuff the Everlasting Incipient Dao Fruit into his body.
“No,” Lu Yang declined. My goal is to become an immortal and stand alongside Big Senior Sister and the Everlasting Immortal Fairy. How could I accept an Everlasting Incipient Dao Fruit now? Wouldn’t that make me a disgraceful half-immortal like Li Haoran?
Seeing Lu Yang refuse, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy looked somewhat disappointed and muttered under her breath, “What’s the big deal if I give you an Incipient Dao Fruit? Why be so standoffish?”
The Moon Laurel Immortal Palace was so vast that even after touring for a full day, Lan Ting and Lu Yang had only covered a small part.
“We’ll meet again tomorrow then, Senior Brother.” Lan Ting escorted Lu Yang back to the entrance of the guest courtyard and offered him a sweet smile.
“See you tomorrow.”
By now, night had fallen. The sun above had been replaced by the moon, and the luna power was far denser than before. Night was the most crucial time for the immortal palace disciples’ cultivation. This was why Lan Ting had taken her leave.
“Luna power, huh...” Lu Yang gazed at the moon. His cultivation didn’t rely on solar or luna power, so he couldn’t really distinguish the shifts in these two powers.
Just as Lu Yang was contemplating whether to recite Prelude to Water Melody[1], a petite immortal palace disciple approached coyly, looking somewhat embarrassed.
The disciple greeted politely. “Hello, Senior Brother Lu Yang.”
“You are?”
“I’m Bai Ye, a disciple of the immortal palace.” Bai Ye was rather bashful. Keeping her head lowered, she glanced upward, stealing a glance at Lu Yang. “Senior Brother Lu Yang, could you tell me about your experiences? Like going to the Demon Region and the East Sea?”
She had never ventured to such distant places. When watching storytelling performances, she had always found Lu Yang impressive. He has been everywhere and experienced everything. Now that I’ve finally encountered the real person, I’m determined to hear his tales.
“Don’t you need to cultivate?” Lu Yang had assumed that all immortal palace disciples were like Lan Ting, seizing every moment to cultivate.
“Skipping one day of cultivation won’t hurt,” Bai Ye replied with a grin. Perhaps sensing Lu Yang’s gentle demeanor, she gradually relaxed.
Lu Yang mulled over it. Since I have nothing to do at the moment, there’s no harm in telling stories. At worst, I can omit the parts that shouldn’t be shared, such as resurrecting Jiang Lianyi in the Demon Region.
“Sure.” Lu Yang gestured for her to sit.
“Let me think where to begin... Oh, yes, I’ll start from the second time I went to the Great Mission Hall to accept a mission. The objective was to eliminate a tiger demon...”
With Lu Yang’s rich experiences, even with the secrets omitted, one night was far from enough to recount them all.
Bai Ye listened with rapt attention, her eyes sparkling. Her gaze toward Lu Yang was increasingly filled with admiration. It was hard for her to imagine that these were the experiences of one cultivator. I’m afraid even all the immortal palace disciples combined hadn’t experienced as much as Senior Brother Lu Yang.
“Alright, we’ll stop here for today. The sky is about to turn bright,” Lu Yang said with a smile. He had been talking all night, and it was nearly daybreak now. I can’t possibly continue nonstop; when would it ever end?
“Okay then.” Bai Ye looked as if she hadn’t had her fill. She wanted to hear more, but it was truly too late to continue. “In that case, will you tell stories again tomorrow night, Senior Brother Lu Yang?”
“If you come to listen, I’ll tell them,” Lu Yang replied with a chuckle. He had rather taken a liking to this little immortal palace disciple.
Bai Ye was overjoyed. As she walked away, she waved goodbye to Lu Yang. “Then see you tomorrow night, Senior Brother Lu Yang!”
While the sky hadn’t turned completely bright, Lu Yang returned to his room. He sat down on the Spirit-Energy Gathering Array and opened his mouth wide to devour spirit qi for cultivation.
His entire cultivation had been achieved through such efforts that wasted no seconds. It was exceedingly arduous.
He also took the chance to let his consciousness return to the mental space to find the Everlasting Immortal Fairy, multitasking without delaying anything.
“Immortal Fairy, come play with the snow.”
The Everlasting Immortal Fairy pouted, quite displeased that Lu Yang had only come to play with her now. She picked up the snowman inscribed with the name “Lu Yang” and hurled it at him. “Hmph! You’re only showing up now.”
Before Lu Yang could even make out the characters on the snowman, he saw it flying straight toward him. He shifted his stance, moving his body with such speed that an afterimage lingered where he had stood.
And then, he failed to dodge.
Wiping the snow from his face, Lu Yang grinned awkwardly. “Unlike you, Immortal Fairy, I haven’t seen much of the world. This is my first time at the immortal palace. Of course, I have to take a good look around.”
Hearing Lu Yang praise her wealth of knowledge and experience, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy couldn’t prevent the corners of her mouth from twitching upward. “What’s a mere immortal palace? And it’s even an immortal palace without an immortal! Follow me faithfully, and I guarantee I’ll show you genuine immortal creations far superior to this place!”
“Of course, of course. I trust in your abilities, Immortal Fairy.
“What shall we play?” Lu Yang asked next.
In truth, Lu Yang wasn’t simply humoring the Everlasting Immortal Fairy. He hadn’t played with snow for a long time, especially snow this thick. The last time he had seen such snow was in his previous life, and back then, he was in no mood to play.
“Let’s build a snowman. Having only one right now isn’t fun.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy pointed at the lonely snowman.
“Then who should we build?”
“There are only the two of us in the mental space, so of course we’ll build you!” With that, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy began rolling a snowball.
Lu Yang joined her in rolling a snowball.
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“Senior Brother Lu Yang, how was your rest last night?” Early the next morning, Lan Ting came looking for Lu Yang.
Lu Yang replied inwardly, When did I rest last night? First, it was storytelling, then it was building a snowman. I had a fun time, but it had nothing to do with the word “rest.”
The snowman named “Lu Yang” residing in his mental space now was the joint masterpiece of him and the Everlasting Immortal Fairy.
“I rested quite well.”
“That's great then.” Lan Ting breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried about other disciples looking for Lu Yang and bonding with him behind her back. But now, it seems my concern was unnecessary.
1. A poem by Song Dynasty poet Song Shi, also known as Su Dongpo. It has also been adapted to a song. ☜
