Category: After Failing to Find Immortality

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 22

    Chapter 22: Tianhai Restaurant

    If you were to ask anyone in Changling County where the most glamorous and lively place was, they would undoubtedly answer, “Tianhai Restaurant.”

    The restaurant occupied the best location in the county, offering a panoramic view of the bustling canal and the lively main road. It was a popular spot for wealthy merchants and officials, known for its exquisite cuisine and luxurious ambiance. It was a landmark of Changling County.

    And now, Lin Tianlu understood why.

    —Inside the VIP private room.

    He looked at the array of delicacies being served, his lips twitching slightly.

    “This place is even more extravagant than I imagined.”

    He had thought it was just a clean and upscale restaurant, but he hadn’t expected such opulence.

    Jade carvings and intricate decorations adorned the room, showcasing exceptional craftsmanship. Each dish was served on porcelain plates with delicate gold trim, suggesting that even the tableware was valuable.

    This level of luxury rivaled that of high-end restaurants in his previous life.

    “This meal must have cost a fortune, Miss Hua…”

    “As long as you like it, Senior.” Hua Shuya smiled faintly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, her movements graceful and elegant.

    She was clearly dressed for the occasion, her delicate features enhanced by makeup, her hair styled in a sophisticated bun adorned with jade and pearls. Her earrings and hair ornaments jingled softly, sparkling with light.

    Her high-waisted ruqun accentuated her curves, a light shawl draped over her figure, revealing glimpses of her smooth, jade-like skin. She looked like a meticulously crafted work of art, drawing admiring glances.

    Perhaps feeling a bit self-conscious in the intimate atmosphere of the private room, she pursed her lips, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

    Lin Tianlu took a sip of wine and chuckled. “Ever since I arrived in Changling County, I’ve been under your care, Miss Hua. If I continue to enjoy your hospitality without contributing anything, I’ll start to feel ashamed.”

    “Senior, there’s no need to…”

    “I think I need to find a job in this town, at least to earn some money for living expenses.”

    “Senior.”

    But Hua Shuya suddenly interrupted him, her face serious. “Would you… consider being my official swordsmanship instructor?”

    Lin Tianlu almost spat out his wine, his face filled with astonishment.

    “Me, a swordsmanship instructor?”

    “If you don’t like that, Senior, it doesn’t have to be swordsmanship. You could be a tutor, a gardening teacher, even an embroidery instructor!” Hua Shuya sat up straight, her voice earnest. “As long as you stay here, Senior, and allow me to learn from you, I’ll cover all the expenses!”

    Lin Tianlu stared at her for a moment, speechless.

    Looking into her bright eyes, he felt a warmth spreading through his heart.

    This girl…

    Was truly kind.

    He chuckled. “If you don’t mind, I can be a tutor. But I’ll have to decline the swordsmanship and gardening lessons. I’m afraid I’d only embarrass myself in front of you, Miss Hua. I might be able to offer some guidance on the Confucian classics… But as for embroidery, I’m completely clueless. Please don’t tease me.”

    “I-I apologize. I was just a bit excited and spoke without thinking.”

    Hua Shuya blushed, covering her lips shyly. She looked adorable.

    Her heart was filled with sweetness. Senior was so kind and gentle, even agreeing to her ridiculous requests.

    She was determined to make sure he was well-fed and comfortable.

    “There’s no need to be so formal. Let’s enjoy the food while it’s still hot.” Lin Tianlu smiled and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork.

    “This restaurant’s food is truly delicious!”

    “Please have some more, Senior.”

    Hua Shuya smiled faintly, taking a small bite gracefully.

    But as she chewed, she sensed his gaze upon her and blushed slightly. “S-Senior, is there something strange about me?”

    “Nothing.” Lin Tianlu chuckled awkwardly. “It’s just… you seem to have gained some weight, Miss Hua.”

    Hua Shuya instinctively covered her chest, but she didn’t seem to mind. “I was just binding my chest before. You know I’ve been practicing swordsmanship for many years, Senior. It’s a habit I developed from a young age. It’s inconvenient to move without binding my chest.”

    Lin Tianlu nodded in understanding.

    He couldn’t help but find it amusing.

    It was rare to see a beautiful and skilled martial artist who dressed so alluringly.

    Thinking about it, those female characters in anime and novels, wielding swords and spears, flying through the air, performing acrobatic feats… It would be impossible for loose clothing to contain their figures. They would probably be in pain, clutching their chests and unable to fight.

    It wasn’t as if their breasts were made of steel.

    Faint laughter and the clinking of glasses echoed from downstairs.

    “This place is quite lively.” Lin Tianlu leaned against the railing.

    The restaurant’s spiral design allowed him to see the other guests on the lower floors. But thin silk screens separated the private rooms, providing privacy and preventing disturbances.

    Hua Shuya frowned slightly and said in a low voice, “Senior, would you like me to ask the restaurant to move us to a quieter room?”

    “There’s no need. It’s interesting to experience the hustle and bustle of life.”

    “As expected of the renowned Master Lin! Truly cultured and refined!”

    A hearty laugh made Lin Tianlu turn around. A middle-aged man in a silk robe entered the room with a smile and bowed. “Mr. Lin, I’m the owner of this Tianhai Restaurant, Meng Dai.”

    “Why have you come, Shopkeeper Meng?”

    Lin Tianlu stood up and bowed in return.

    Meng Dai chuckled. “I heard from my staff that you were here, Mr. Lin. As the owner, I naturally had to come and greet you. But I didn’t expect… to see you accompanied by such a beautiful lady. My apologies for being so crass.”

    He quickly bowed again, noticing the young girl sitting across from Lin Tianlu.

    “It’s alright, Shopkeeper.” Hua Shuya put down her chopsticks and said calmly.

    “Thank you for your understanding, Miss.”

    Meng Dai didn’t dare to look at her directly and quickly turned his attention back to Lin Tianlu.

    “Mr. Lin, if you need anything, just tell my staff. We’ll do our best to fulfill your every request.”

    “Shopkeeper Meng, I have a small request.”

    Meng Dai looked curious. “Please speak, Mr. Lin.”

    “I heard that a certain Mr. Cheng is having dinner with friends here. I wonder if you could introduce us?” Lin Tianlu smiled faintly. “I have something to discuss with him.”

    “Mr. Cheng?” Meng Dai was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. “What a coincidence. I didn’t expect you to have the same idea, Mr. Lin.”

    “The same idea?”

    Lin Tianlu was surprised.

    As soon as he finished speaking, the beaded curtain at the entrance was lifted, and a graceful figure entered the room.

    The woman was dressed in a light, elegant azure dress, her skin as fair as jade, her figure slender and alluring. Her eyes sparkled with a gentle light, and her features were delicate and refined.

    Meng Dai smiled and introduced her. “Mr. Lin, this is Miss Cheng Yishi, the daughter of the Cheng family. She’s here to see you.”

    Cheng Yishi, the graceful young lady, pursed her lips and bowed slightly. “I’ve heard so much about you, Mr. Lin. Meeting you now, you’re truly as extraordinary as the rumors say.”

    She looked up at Lin Tianlu, who was about to bow in return, her eyes sparkling with a subtle smile.

    Crack!

    A faint snapping sound. Hua Shuya quickly hid the broken chopstick in her hand. Seeing that no one had noticed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 21

    Chapter 21: A Little Information

    The disheveled young boy paced nervously outside the gate, trying to brush the dirt and grime off his clothes.

    He peeked cautiously through the cracks in the door, catching glimpses of the familiar man and woman talking inside.

    He hesitated, unsure how to approach them.

    Rumors were swirling throughout Changling County, all praising the scholar living in this house for his great talent and virtue, predicting a bright future for him. Even the county magistrate seemed interested in befriending him.

    His reputation was spreading, and he was already quite well-known in the county.

    For a lowly beggar like him to approach so casually…

    Would he be looked down upon?

    But as he hesitated, the gate suddenly opened.

    “Young man, you look even more disheveled than the other day.” Lin Tianlu stepped out with a smile. “Are you here to beg for more money and food?”

    “Sir?! I-I… no…”

    The boy stumbled back, waving his hands frantically, trying to explain.

    Lin Tianlu softened his expression and said gently, “Don’t be nervous. I was just teasing you.

    But why have you come here? What is it you want to say?”

    Seeing the handsome scholar’s kind and approachable demeanor, the boy blinked, a wave of relief washing over him.

    This man was truly a good person.

    But he still clutched his ragged clothes nervously and said in a small voice,

    “I… I’m here to do business with you, Sir.”

    “Oh?” Lin Tianlu raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms with a chuckle. “What kind of business, young man?”

    “When we met at the restaurant, Sir, you asked me about ghosts and demons. I didn’t take you seriously then, thinking you were just teasing me.”

    The boy’s eyes flickered, and he took a deep breath. “But a few days ago, you displayed your incredible power, dispelling the evil aura from the fabric shop, saving lives, and vanquishing a demon. Everyone in Changling County is praising you. I thought… you might be interested in those supernatural beings.”

    Lin Tianlu was surprised.

    This young boy was quite perceptive.

    Seeing the boy’s nervousness as he mustered his courage, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “You seem to have read my mind, young man.”

    The boy’s eyes lit up with joy. “Are you serious, Sir?!”

    “Of course.”

    Lin Tianlu nodded. “Those supernatural beings are a mystery to me, a vast and unexplored world. And I’ve read many tales of the supernatural, so I’m naturally curious. As for the business you mentioned…”

    “I-I want to trade information about these supernatural beings with you, Sir!” The boy quickly replied.

    “Information?”

    “You can tell at a glance… I’m a beggar who relies on begging for a living. But I’m quick and have sharp ears. I hear all sorts of gossip in and around the county. I know what’s happening in every household. If there’s any sign of a supernatural occurrence, I can be the first to inform you, Sir.”

    The boy’s voice was filled with excitement, eager to prove his worth.

    Lin Tianlu silently observed his eager, dirt-stained face, then smiled after a moment of thought.

    “A hundred copper coins for each piece of information. What do you think?”

    The boy’s eyes widened. “A-a hundred copper coins, Sir?!”

    A hundred copper coins was a fortune to him! He wouldn’t be able to earn that much in a month of begging!

    “Of course. But the information must be accurate. If I find out you’re making things up to cheat me out of money, I’ll cancel our deal and report you to the authorities.”

    “I would never! Please trust me, Sir! I would never lie to you!”

    He swallowed hard and said in a small voice, “Sir, I have a piece of information right now…”

    “Oh? Something happened in the county?” Lin Tianlu asked curiously.

    “There seems to be something strange happening at the Cheng family’s house, five miles north of the county. People are saying that they hear eerie laughter coming from the house every night, and these past two days, they’ve even heard the sound of chopping meat. But when they search, they can’t find the source of the sound. It’s very strange.”

    “Such a strange occurrence. Hasn’t the Cheng family reported it to the authorities?”

    “Not yet. Perhaps they don’t want to make their family matters public and want to handle it privately.” The boy pondered for a moment, then added, “I heard that the head of the Cheng family, Cheng Yanghua, is a very proud man. He was known for his hot temper in his youth and hated being gossiped about. Although he’s calmed down a bit after starting a family, his wife died young, and his personality has become unpredictable.”

    “You seem to know a lot about him.” Lin Tianlu chuckled.

    “I-I just heard these rumors from people on the streets.” The boy shrugged shyly. “Maybe that Cheng Yanghua… isn’t as proud as people say.”

    “It’s alright. It’s commendable that you remember these things.” Lin Tianlu said gently. “Wait here for a moment. I’ll get you the money.”

    The boy beamed with joy, nodding repeatedly.

    While waiting, he carefully wiped his hands, trying to make them look cleaner.

    When Lin Tianlu returned and handed him the coins, the boy stared at them for a long time, then suddenly started to sob softly.

    “Why are you crying?”

    “You… you gave me a chance, Sir!” The boy quickly wiped away his tears, clutching the coins as if they were a precious treasure. “I’ll work hard!”

    Lin Tianlu smiled and patted his shoulder. “Use your ‘talents,’ and you’ll be rewarded. But…

    I have to warn you, you can gather information from others, but don’t go investigating those supernatural beings yourself. If you encounter them directly, you might lose your life!”

    “I’ll remember your words, Sir!”

    The boy’s expression turned serious, and he added, “I almost forgot something. It seems that Cheng Yanghua is having dinner at the Tianhai Restaurant tonight. If you’re not busy, Sir, you could go there and talk to him.”

    “Tianhai Restaurant?”

    Lin Tianlu shook his head with a smile. “What a coincidence.”

    “Sir?”

    “It’s nothing. I’ll take care of it. You go and have a good meal with that money. And wash your face and buy yourself some new clothes.”

    “O-okay!” The boy’s cheeks flushed slightly as he carefully put the coins away and ran off…

    His clumsy gait, bowing every few steps, was quite endearing.

    “Senior, who was that child?”

    Hua Shuya approached silently.

    Lin Tianlu waved his hand. “A poor child I met at the restaurant. He’s quite clever and told me about some strange things happening in the county.”

    “So you’re planning to…”

    “Have dinner at the Tianhai Restaurant tonight.”

    Hua Shuya’s eyes lit up, and she smiled sweetly. “I’ll tell the restaurant to prepare a feast!”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 20

    Chapter 20: A Supernatural Tale, A Stunning Revelation

    Mao Ruoyu stumbled back home, leaning against the door, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

    “What… what did I just say?!”

    She pressed her hand against her heaving chest, feeling the clammy sweat clinging to her skin. Her clothes were drenched.

    —She had intended to come clean, to confess everything and beg for the master’s forgiveness.

    But upon seeing him again, she was overcome with anxiety and fear, unable to speak.

    The thought of revealing the truth, of facing the possibility of being obliterated like that evil spirit, terrified her.

    In her panic, she had blurted out those suggestive words, forcing her to quickly come up with an excuse.

    But her tangled web of lies had only made things worse.

    “This is truly a curse.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s face paled, her body feeling weak.

    She would have to cook for Lin Tianlu every day from now on…

    Wasn’t this like walking into a tiger’s den?

    She could hide the truth for a few days, but not forever. If Lin Tianlu discovered her deception, he might…

    Mao Ruoyu slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the sky. “I’m doomed.”

    In the afternoon…

    Lin Tianlu was lounging leisurely on the corridor, reading a supernatural tale about mountain spirits and demons.

    The Confucian classics and historical texts in his collection were well-written and insightful, but they were also dense and demanding. These folk tales were a more relaxing read, filled with interesting legends and stories.

    The book in his hand, in particular, depicted the love and hatred between mortals and demons.

    Of course, Lin Tianlu wasn’t interested in the romantic entanglements of the characters.

    From a modern perspective, the seemingly tragic and moving plotlines were rather cliché, and there were countless ways to resolve the conflicts. It was just that the characters were constrained by the customs and beliefs of their time, leading to unfortunate outcomes.

    And the so-called “beautiful love stories” were mostly just one-night stands and seductive encounters, not worth dwelling on.

    The reason he was so engrossed in this book was because…

    It was quite explicit.

    These folk tales, circulating among the common people, were free from censorship and regulations, allowing the authors to express their wildest imaginations. Even in the information age of his previous life, these stories would have been considered quite risqué.

    The vivid descriptions, the diverse and alluring characters, the countless suggestive poses… it was truly eye-opening.

    Even Lin Tianlu had to admit, the author was quite talented.

    Perhaps…

    The reason the romantic development between the characters was always glossed over was because the author wanted to focus on the more explicit scenes?

    “This is spicy!”

    Lin Tianlu finished the book, impressed.

    Clang—!

    A clear sword hum echoed through the air, carried by a gentle breeze.

    He turned his head and saw Hua Shuya practicing her swordsmanship, her movements graceful and elegant, her azure blade flashing like ripples of light. She was a vision of beauty and power, her sharp aura rivaling that of any man.

    Her movements flowed with her sword, guided by her heart. A subtle yet profound sword intent emanated from her, as if her swordsmanship had reached a new level.

    Although there were no fox spirits, rabbit spirits, or spider spirits in his house, as depicted in the supernatural tales…

    This beautiful girl’s sword dance was a sight to behold, her movements elegant and captivating.

    “Hmm?”

    Lin Tianlu let out a soft exclamation, noticing that Hua Shuya’s attire seemed… more feminine than before?

    Her silk dress was light and flowing, revealing glimpses of her arms and shoulders. Her long sleeves danced in the wind, her black hair swirling around her, like a sword-wielding fairy descending from the heavens.

    “I didn’t realize she was so beautiful.”

    He quickly shook his head with a chuckle.

    Thinking about it, it made sense. She had been climbing mountains and chasing thieves before. There was no need for delicate silk robes. Now that she had some free time, it was natural for her to wear clothes befitting a young lady.

    After all, Hua Shuya didn’t seem like a tomboy. It was normal for her to dress up.

    He was truly blessed.

    Lin Tianlu chuckled to himself.

    “Hoo—”

    Hua Shuya finished her sword dance and exhaled, lowering her sword.

    She pressed her hand against her chest, a spark of enlightenment in her eyes.

    She didn’t feel any fatigue or shortness of breath after practicing today.

    Her family’s Thirteen Forms of the Breaking Army Sword emphasized a balance of movement and stillness, requiring both powerful strikes and precise, delicate movements. It was a profound swordsmanship style, passed down through generations of the Hua family, designed for battle, not something that could be easily mastered with mere internal energy cultivation.

    She had started practicing martial arts at the age of seven, learning the sword at eight. Now, at sixteen, she had finally grasped the essence of this style.

    But she would usually be out of breath and drenched in sweat after practicing.

    Today, after practicing the thirteen forms several times, she felt warm and comfortable, as if a gentle current was flowing through her body.

    It wasn’t that her internal energy had suddenly improved significantly, but her understanding of Sword Intent had deepened. Every move felt effortless and fluid, as if the techniques were engraved in her heart, allowing her to move instinctively, her mind and body in perfect harmony.

    And this was all thanks to Senior’s patient guidance.

    The girl sheathed her sword, a gentle smile appearing on her lips, her beauty radiant.

    Seeing the figure she had been thinking about, Hua Shuya’s heart was filled with gratitude and warmth. She called out softly, “Senior, why don’t we have dinner at the Tianhai Restaurant tonight?”

    “Ah?”

    Lin Tianlu quickly closed his book as he saw the girl approaching.

    “This… you’ll be treating me again, Miss Hua?”

    “Senior gave me such valuable guidance yesterday. I’ve been thinking about how to repay you, and the only thing I can offer is a delicious meal.” Hua Shuya smiled sweetly, bowing gracefully. “Please don’t refuse my offer, Senior.”

    “With such a sincere invitation, I wouldn’t dare to refuse.” Lin Tianlu was curious. “But I was wondering… do you have any manuals for cultivating internal energy, Miss Hua?”

    “Internal energy?”

    Hua Shuya blinked her beautiful eyes and pondered for a moment. “I’ve heard of some profound internal energy cultivation techniques. But my family’s martial arts focus on swordsmanship, strengthening internal energy through years of practice. I don’t…”

    She quickly apologized. “I don’t have any internal energy manuals.”

    Lin Tianlu nodded, not disappointed. He had just been asking out of curiosity.

    Martial arts manuals were definitely not common items.

    If every martial artist carried their family’s secret manual with them, casually showing off five or six books whenever they met someone, like a clearance sale, that would be strange indeed.

    “By the way, Miss Hua, take a look at this manual.” Lin Tianlu handed her the ‘Roaming Dragon Phantom Steps’ manual. “I got it from Old Master Mo. I wanted to study it, but I don’t have any internal energy, so it’s difficult for me to practice. You can try it. Perhaps it’ll suit you.”

    Hua Shuya’s eyes widened in surprise. “Senior, are you sure?”

    “Will this movement technique clash with your swordsmanship?”

    She flipped through a few pages and shook her head. “No, there’s no conflict.”

    “Then it’s fine.” Lin Tianlu chuckled. “If we encounter any bandits in the mountains, I’ll have to rely on you for protection, Miss Hua.”

    Hua Shuya was speechless.

    With her meager skills, how could she… Wait?

    Perhaps Senior was testing her, giving her this important task as a sign of trust and approval!

    And from his words, it seemed he planned to stay by her side for a while longer!

    The girl’s mind raced, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She bowed deeply and said with determination, “Don’t worry, Senior! I’ll do my best!”

    Lin Tianlu’s eye twitched.

    Why was she so enthusiastic?

    But seeing the girl’s serious expression as she studied the manual, he could only shake his head and remain silent.

    …This must be what a martial arts prodigy looked like. Her motivation was truly impressive.

    “Hmm?”

    At that moment, Lin Tianlu vaguely sensed a gaze upon him. He turned his head towards the gate, a puzzled look on his face.

    A familiar figure was pacing back and forth outside the gate, peeking through the cracks.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 19

    Chapter 19: A Secret Manual, A Beautiful Woman Visits

    After a night of repairs, the wall was finally rebuilt by morning.

    Mo Hong washed the dirt off his hands and walked over to Lin Tianlu, bowing respectfully. “Mr. Lin, the wall is fixed. But that Hua girl…”

    He glanced around cautiously, his voice filled with apprehension. “Where is she?”

    After being subjected to Hua Shuya’s icy glare for an entire night, even a swordsmanship master felt a chill down his spine.

    The rumors he had heard from the townsfolk were true… That girl was truly fearsome.

    “I sent Miss Hua home to rest. There’s no need to be afraid, Sir.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled.

    He then remembered something and asked, “Do you have any martial arts manuals, Sir, that I could borrow and study?”

    “Manuals?” Mo Hong looked surprised. “You’re such a talented master, Mr. Lin. Why would you need ordinary martial arts manuals?”

    “I’m not a master. Those are just rumors.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled awkwardly. “But I’m quite interested in those acrobatic martial arts techniques. I’d like to learn some in my spare time. If I could master even a few moves, it would be useful for self-defense. I wouldn’t want to be robbed by bandits in the mountains.”

    Mo Hong’s expression turned strange.

    What kind of bandit could possibly rob him?

    But then he thought, perhaps Mr. Lin wanted to study these manuals to learn from different schools and create his own supreme martial art?

    He quickly took out an old book from his pocket and handed it to Lin Tianlu with a solemn expression. “Master, this ‘Roaming Dragon Phantom Steps’ manual is something I acquired during my travels. Its footwork is intricate and profound. When mastered, it allows one to briefly walk on air. It’s quite powerful. I’ve been practicing it for five years and have reached the fourth level, but I haven’t been able to grasp the final level.

    But with your realm, Master Lin, I’m sure you can bring this technique to its full potential.”

    Lin Tianlu’s eyes lit up as he carefully took the manual.

    “Thank you, Sir. I don’t know how to repay you.”

    “It’s nothing. It’s my honor to be acquainted with you, Master Lin.”

    Mo Hong smiled and stepped back, bowing. “Now that the wall is fixed, I won’t intrude any longer. Farewell, Master Lin!”

    With a shout that echoed through the sky, the old man’s figure blurred, and he carefully walked over to the courtyard gate with a cautious yet energetic gait, opening it slowly.

    Then, he turned back and bowed to Lin Tianlu with a warm smile before gently closing the gate.

    “…”

    Lin Tianlu’s lips twitched.

    This old man was becoming quite the comedian.

    “Senior, has that swordsman Mo Hong left?”

    Hua Shuya emerged from the inner courtyard, glancing towards the gate.

    Lin Tianlu nodded. “He had a sudden realization about martial arts and probably needs a quiet place to cultivate. He won’t be staying long.”

    Hua Shuya pursed her lips and snorted softly. “That old man’s shouting early in the morning must have disturbed the neighbors.”

    Lin Tianlu’s expression froze.

    She was right.

    Although his roar had been impressive, it was also quite loud.

    Judging by the time, it must have been around six or seven in the morning. He hoped the neighbors wouldn’t complain.

    Hua Shuya walked over to him, her eyes sparkling.

    “What did that swordsman leave for you, Senior?”

    Lin Tianlu pushed aside his thoughts and smiled, holding up the manual. “He gave me his secret manual.”

    “Manual?”

    Hua Shuya frowned.

    That old man had given him such a meager gift in return?

    But seeing the joy in Lin Tianlu’s eyes, she didn’t complain.

    “Then please wait here, Senior. I’ll go to the market and buy some breakfast.”

    “Thank you.”

    “I-it’s no trouble at all.”

    Hua Shuya blushed slightly, coughed lightly, and quietly left.

    With the house empty, Lin Tianlu sat down and started flipping through the manual.

    But after a few glances, he let out a soft exclamation.

    The profound and intricate formulas and meditation techniques he had expected were nowhere to be found.

    There were no colorful illustrations or mystical diagrams.

    Instead, the pages were filled with detailed drawings of stick figures, like a children’s book.

    And they were even divided into two sections… male and female.

    “The drawings are quite good, at least they resemble human figures.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled, amused, as he tried to imitate the poses in the illustrations.

    But his expression quickly turned strange.

    “This… looks like breakdancing.”

    He tried to follow the stick figure’s movements, his feet crossing and stepping, spinning in place.

    All he needed was a boombox and a crowd.

    “…”

    Lin Tianlu flipped through the manual for a while longer, then closed it with a sigh.

    Alright, it wasn’t breakdancing.

    It was geriatric disco.

    “This seems like the kind of martial art that old man would practice. It suits his age.”

    Lin Tianlu sighed.

    Of course, it didn’t mean the manual was fake.

    These seemingly ridiculous steps were actually a profound movement technique, requiring deep internal energy to execute. Without the support of internal energy, it was just a bunch of empty movements, awkward and comical.

    The manual included instructions for cultivating internal energy. But the prerequisite was… having internal energy in the first place.

    Lin Tianlu scratched his head, wondering if the spiritual energy within him could be used as a substitute.

    “Ah, I almost forgot that I can’t even control my spiritual energy properly.”

    He shook his head with a wry smile and started pacing around the courtyard.

    Although he didn’t have the internal energy required for this technique, he could still practice the movements as a warm-up exercise.

    Cultivation was all about taking care of one’s health, after all.

    Combined with some stretching and chest expansions, it was like his daily morning exercise routine.

    Knock, knock, knock.

    Someone was knocking at the gate.

    “Another visitor?”

    Lin Tianlu raised an eyebrow, put away the manual, and hurried to the door.

    “Who is it… Madam Mao?”

    It was Mao Ruoyu, standing outside the gate.

    She was dressed in an elegant ruqun, a light shawl draped over her shoulders, her beautiful face adorned with light makeup, her eyes radiating a gentle charm.

    Their eyes met, and she quickly lowered her gaze, bowing gracefully. “Good morning, Mr. Lin.”

    “You look much better today, Madam.” Lin Tianlu smiled gently. “What brings you here?”

    Mao Ruoyu hesitated, her expression conflicted.

    Lin Tianlu said softly, “Take your time, Madam. No need to rush.”

    “Actually, I…” Mao Ruoyu’s heart pounded, her breathing quickened, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. After a long silence, she suddenly blurted out, “I want to be by your side, Mr. Lin!”

    Hmm?!

    Lin Tianlu was stunned. “Madam, what did you just…”

    But Mao Ruoyu’s reaction was even more unexpected.

    She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her face filled with shock and panic. She stammered, “N-no, that’s not what I meant… I just wanted to say… you’re all alone in Changling County, Sir. It must be inconvenient.

    And you were so kind to me yesterday. So I thought… I could prepare meals for you, so you don’t have to worry about going hungry.”

    By now, she was stuttering, her face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and urgency.

    Lin Tianlu breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled awkwardly. “Thank you for your kind offer, Madam. But I can handle my own meals. There’s no need to trouble yourself.”

    “But you must be busy with your studies, Mr. Lin?” Mao Ruoyu said softly. “It’s no trouble for me to make some extra food. If you really mind, you can just… pay me a small wage.”

    Lin Tianlu was stunned for a moment, then realization dawned on him.

    He had almost forgotten.

    This woman was a widow with a child. Although she had a house, it was deserted and unkempt. She probably didn’t have much income.

    And raising a child was expensive. An extra source of income would certainly help ease her burden.

    With that thought, Lin Tianlu quickly bowed. “I wouldn’t want to refuse your kind offer, Madam. I’m grateful for your help.”

    “Thank you, Sir.” Mao Ruoyu brushed her hair back, avoiding his gaze. “Then I’ll start coming over tomorrow to help with the cooking.”

    She quickly turned and left, her steps hurried, as if embarrassed.

    “Mad—”

    Lin Tianlu reached out, wanting to say something, but then he changed his mind.

    He would just pay her a generous wage. It was tough for a single woman to raise a child in ancient times.

    And of course, there was another reason…

    Having such a beautiful woman cooking in his house was certainly pleasing to the eye.

    It was worth the money.

    “I guess I’m still a slave to beauty.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled to himself, closing the gate.

    He was also relieved that his spiritual energy hadn’t turned him into an emotionless being.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 18

    Chapter 18: A Breakthrough in Swordsmanship

    As the wine flowed and the conversation deepened, a sense of camaraderie filled the air.

    They discussed everything from local customs and anecdotes to the intricacies of politics and the ever-shifting tides of power. Mo Hong, seemingly delighted to have found a kindred spirit, shared tales of his travels, his voice growing more animated with each passing moment.

    “You’re over a hundred years old, Master Mo? I would never have guessed.”

    “Haha! Longevity is my only claim to fame, Master Lin. But after a century, I still haven’t found a worthy successor. What a shame.”

    “Fate will bring you the right person when the time is right.”

    Lin Tianlu offered words of comfort, taking a sip of his wine.

    He couldn’t discern the quality of the wine, but he enjoyed the convivial atmosphere.

    Mo Hong drained his cup, the initial cheerfulness fading from his face.

    As the alcohol took hold, a shadow of melancholy settled over him.

    “…Master Lin, let me be frank.”

    He gazed up at the night sky, his eyes distant and unfocused.

    “I’ve wandered the world for decades, seeking a breakthrough in my swordsmanship. I’ve honed my skills, nurtured my sword, hoping to reach a realm beyond the grasp of ordinary mortals.”

    “A noble pursuit.”

    “But after all these years, I’ve made no progress. I’m a dull blade, incapable of reaching its full potential.”

    He slowly untied the straps securing his sword, laying the ancient weapon across his lap. His calloused fingers traced its worn surface, his voice barely a whisper. “This old friend has been with me for over half my life. I fear it won’t live to see me achieve my goal. In the end, it will become nothing but scrap metal, and I will return to the dust, forgotten by the world.”

    Lin Tianlu set down his cup, watching the old man with a mixture of surprise and sympathy.

    His words were laced with a profound sadness, a sense of resignation that tugged at Lin Tianlu’s heart.

    “My lifelong dream… it’s nothing but an illusion. I’ve wasted my life chasing a phantom.”

    Mo Hong chuckled bitterly. “What a pathetic existence.”

    “Master Mo, don’t give up hope.”

    Lin Tianlu’s voice, firm and reassuring, snapped him out of his despair.

    “A swordsman who loses his spirit, his sword heart… he has no chance of achieving true mastery.”

    Mo Hong’s eyes widened, his body trembling as a wave of realization washed over him. He bowed deeply, his voice trembling with gratitude. “Thank you, Master Lin! You’ve saved me from myself. I was losing my way.”

    “It’s understandable that you feel frustrated, Master Mo. You’ve dedicated your life to your craft, and yet you haven’t achieved the breakthrough you seek.” Lin Tianlu paused, choosing his words carefully. “I’m just a young man. I can’t offer you profound wisdom or guidance in swordsmanship. But…

    You’ve traveled the world, Master Mo. You’ve seen more than most people could ever imagine. Perhaps… what you need is not more knowledge, but a shift in perspective, a moment of clarity.”

    Mo Hong chuckled wryly. “Such moments are rare, Master Lin. Fate is unlikely to smile upon an old man like me.”

    “Fate?”

    Lin Tianlu shook his head. “Don’t underestimate yourself, Master Mo. The journey you’ve taken, the mountains you’ve climbed, the rivers you’ve crossed… those are the opportunities, the ‘fate’ you’ve earned.

    The beauty of nature, the vastness of the world… it’s all within you. You just need to stop, look back, and reflect on the journey you’ve taken.”

    Mo Hong stared at him, his eyes wide with a mixture of confusion and hope.

    “Ah, forget it!”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled, waving his hand dismissively. “I’m just a scholar, spouting empty words. I’m sure you’ve heard it all before.

    Why don’t you teach me how to play Go instead? It’ll help you relax.”

    He gathered the scattered Go stones, pushing the white jade box towards Mo Hong. He picked up a handful of black stones, a playful smile curving his lips.

    “I’m still a bit confused about the rules. I need your guidance.”

    “…”

    But Mo Hong stared at the empty board, his eyes unfocused, his mind elsewhere.

    A swirling mist, ethereal and dreamlike, enveloped them. Peach trees blossomed around them, their branches laden with fragrant pink flowers, creating a scene of otherworldly beauty.

    Lin Tianlu’s form shifted, transforming into a white-haired youth, dressed in flowing robes, his aura radiating an almost divine power. He gestured towards the stone table, where a Go board now sat, its surface polished to a mirror sheen.

    The board was covered in black and white stones, their arrangement intricate and complex.

    The stones seemed to represent opposing forces, yin and yang, their interplay creating a tapestry of life and death, joy and sorrow, victory and defeat.

    It was a reflection of Mo Hong’s life, a game that had reached a stalemate, with no moves left to play.

    And then, the ‘Lin Tianlu’ smiled, his sleeve sweeping across the board, scattering the stones, both black and white.

    “This—”

    Mo Hong’s mind reeled, the illusion shattering around him.

    But the knot that had been constricting his heart for decades loosened, a sense of clarity washing over him.

    He gripped his sword, his head thrown back as a wave of exhilaration surged through him. His aura shifted, his entire being radiating a newfound power, sharp and focused like a newly forged blade.

    He rose to his feet, his voice booming through the courtyard as he let out a triumphant roar.

    Lin Tianlu blinked, startled by the sudden outburst.

    This old man had some serious lungs. And built-in echo effects?

    What was he yelling about at this hour?

    Before he could intervene, Mo Hong bowed deeply, his face flushed with excitement. “Master Lin, I will never forget your kindness! You’ve shown me the way!”

    And then, with a burst of speed that belied his age, he leaped into the air.

    “If fate allows us to meet again, I will repay your kindness tenfold!”

    His laughter echoed through the night, his sword intent soaring towards the heavens, a mixture of relief and joy.

    He landed on the courtyard wall, his foot shattering a large section of brick and mortar as he vanished into the darkness.

    “…” Lin Tianlu stared after him, speechless.

    “Master, what happened?!”

    Hua Shuya, her hair still damp from her bath, rushed out of the house, her sword drawn.

    “What was that crashing sound—?”

    She stopped short, her eyes widening as she saw the gaping hole in the courtyard wall.

    “The… the wall! What happened?!”

    Lin Tianlu sighed. “That old man yelled really loud and then jumped over the wall.”

    Hua Shuya blinked, processing his words. Her face hardened, and she drew her sword, her voice cold and sharp. “That old man has no manners! Don’t worry, Master. I’ll bring him back!”

    “Wait, it’s late. There’s no need to chase after him.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled, waving his hand dismissively. “We can report it to the authorities tomorrow.”

    He would make sure that old man paid for the damages.

    “Yes, Master! I’ll make sure he’s brought to justice!”

    “Ahem, ahem!”

    A cough echoed from the doorway.

    Hua Shuya whirled around, her sword raised, her body shielding Lin Tianlu.

    Mo Hong stood there, a sheepish grin on his face. He bowed apologetically. “My apologies, Master. I had a sudden breakthrough, and I got a bit carried away. I didn’t mean to damage your wall.”

    “You will repair it, Old Master Mo,” Hua Shuya growled, her voice laced with a chilling authority. “Or you won’t leave this courtyard.”

    Mo Hong’s face paled. “Of course, of course! I came back to fix it!”

    A short while later, Hua Shuya returned, carrying a bucket of mortar and a stack of bricks. She supervised as Mo Hong, two towels draped over his shoulders, his sleeves rolled up, set to work repairing the wall. He handled the trowel with surprising skill, his movements swift and precise, like a seasoned mason.

    Lin Tianlu watched from a distance, munching on peanuts, a thoughtful frown on his face.

    This sword master…

    He was a surprisingly humble man.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 17

    Chapter 17: A Flurry of Visitors, A Fearsome Aura

    After seeing the old man off, peace returned to the courtyard.

    Lin Tianlu was about to return to his study when he heard a knock on the door.

    “Who is it?”

    He quickly walked over and opened the gate, seeing a young man in white robes standing outside, his demeanor refined and scholarly.

    “May I ask who you are?”

    “My name is Hu Sheng. I’m just a humble scholar from East Street.”

    Hu Sheng smiled gently and bowed. “I heard that you are a man of great talent, Mr. Lin, so I came to pay you a visit. Seeing you now, you are truly impressive. I’m humbled by your presence.”

    “You flatter me, Mr. Hu. You are also a man of great talent.”

    Lin Tianlu smiled and returned the bow.

    They exchanged pleasantries at the gate for a while. Soon, the scholar bade farewell and left.

    Lin Tianlu returned to the courtyard, carrying two scrolls of poetry.

    Hua Shuya, who was practicing her swordsmanship, looked up in surprise. “Senior, that man at the gate…”

    “He just came to visit and brought some gifts.” Lin Tianlu smiled, holding up the scrolls. “Perhaps scholars have a natural affinity for each other.”

    Hua Shuya nodded slightly and closed her eyes, focusing on her practice again.

    Knock, knock.

    Another knock on the door.

    Lin Tianlu let out a soft exclamation, quickly put down the scrolls, and hurried to the gate.

    “Mr. Lin, I’ve heard so much about you!” A burly man with a thick beard boomed with laughter. “I’m Liu the Butcher from Wuyuan Village. I came here specifically to pay you a visit!”

    “It’s a pleasure to meet you—”

    A while later…

    Lin Tianlu returned to the courtyard, carrying half a chicken.

    Hua Shuya opened her eyes again, looking surprised. “Senior, that man was…”

    “A butcher.”

    Well… that sounded a bit ambiguous.

    Lin Tianlu thought for a moment, then rephrased, “He’s a butcher who slaughters chickens and pigs. He said he wanted to share some good fortune and brought this chicken as a gift.”

    “You’ve become quite famous in Changling County, Senior.” Hua Shuya chuckled softly.

    She had learned about the ghostly incident last night, but unfortunately, she hadn’t witnessed Senior’s heroic actions firsthand.

    “I wonder what kind of strange rumors are circulating about me.”

    Lin Tianlu shook his head with a smile.

    That butcher, Liu, had claimed that he had charged into the fire and torn the evil ghost apart with his bare hands, his righteous aura shaking the heavens…

    As if the ghost was a roasted chicken.

    Ready to be torn apart at a moment’s notice.

    Knock, knock.

    Another knock on the door.

    Lin Tianlu sighed, put down the chicken, and went to greet the visitor.

    “Mr. Lin, I’m a teacher from Zhou’an Village.”

    “It’s a pleasure to meet you…”

    “Mr. Lin, I’m Wang Anqing from the next street.”

    “Nice to meet you…”

    A steady stream of visitors arrived, the courtyard bustling with activity.

    Lin Tianlu’s face was starting to ache from smiling.

    He hadn’t expected saving a few people would cause such a commotion in the town. It seemed the number of visitors wasn’t decreasing, but instead, a line was starting to form outside his gate.

    “Mr. Lin, I’m from the county… uh?”

    But as the middle-aged man approached and bowed, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, his forehead breaking out in a cold sweat.

    Glancing to the side, he saw a beautiful woman practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. Her azure blade flashed, the wind whistling around her. Just a glimpse of her sharp gaze sent a shiver down his spine, his face turning pale. He quickly abandoned his greeting and excused himself.

    “Mr. Lin, it’s me, Dongbao!”

    “Mr. Lin, I came here specifically… cough, cough, cough!”

    “Mr. Lin, I… uh!”

    “Mr… rua! Ugh!”

    The number of visitors dwindled rapidly, and soon, the courtyard was quiet again. Only the last guest remained, covering his mouth as he stumbled away.

    Lin Tianlu watched in bewilderment.

    What was going on…

    Was there a mass outbreak of some illness?

    He turned to look at Hua Shuya, who was sitting calmly in the main hall, her hair neatly arranged. She tilted her head slightly. “Senior?”

    “Miss Hua, do I smell bad?”

    Hua Shuya shook her head quickly.

    Lin Tianlu rubbed his chin, puzzled. “That’s strange. Why did that last visitor look like he was about to vomit?”

    “…”

    The moon shone brightly in the night sky, peeking through the clouds.

    Lin Tianlu sat in the pavilion, sipping his tea leisurely.

    It was a rare moment of peace and quiet, and he wanted to enjoy it.

    But Hua Shuya, sitting opposite him, frowned, a worried look on her face as she pondered silently.

    The source of her concern was the Go board on the stone table.

    She held a black stone in her hand, contemplating her next move, but she couldn’t seem to place it.

    Although they had only played a few moves, the stone felt incredibly heavy, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

    After a long silence, Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but ask,

    “Miss Hua, you’ve been holding that stone for a while now. Are you going to make a move?”

    “P-please wait a moment, Senior!” Hua Shuya’s face flushed red, her voice trembling with a mixture of embarrassment and urgency.

    “I… I’ll find the right spot soon!”

    Lin Tianlu was speechless.

    There were only six stones on the board, three black and three white. Did she really need to think for so long?

    Was she trying to invent some new, world-altering Go technique?

    Seeing her struggling, Lin Tianlu sighed softly and pointed to the center of the board. “When in doubt, play the Tengen*.”

    Hua Shuya’s eyes lit up, and she placed the black stone in the center, as if guided by an invisible force.

    Lin Tianlu chuckled. “Finally, my turn.”

    He picked up a white stone, about to place it.

    But a soft gasp reached his ears. He looked up and was stunned to see the girl drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked as if she had just been pulled out of a well!

    “Miss Hua, what’s wrong?”

    “Your guidance has been incredibly enlightening, Senior!” Hua Shuya sighed deeply, as if expelling all the impurities from her body. She felt refreshed and invigorated, her mind clear and sharp.

    The moment she had started playing this game, she had stopped seeing the courtyard.

    Instead, she saw the galaxy Go board from Mount Taiyi, where the stones were living beings, and the board was the universe. Each move felt like a battle against the laws of heaven and earth, a test of her will and a refinement of her soul.

    That was why just three black stones had completely exhausted her.

    And that last move… she had racked her brains, exhausted all her effort, but couldn’t find a single opportunity. It was like an insurmountable mountain, blocked by countless obstacles.

    But this Tengen move…

    It was perfect.

    Hua Shuya felt a sense of completion, a surge of energy that made her want to shout with joy.

    But as she opened her mouth, she realized she was still sitting in front of Senior. She quickly closed her lips, suppressing her excitement.

    “Miss Hua, why don’t you go and freshen up?”

    Lin Tianlu averted his gaze and coughed lightly. “The night wind is cold. Be careful not to catch a cold.”

    Hua Shuya blinked, then looked down, as if realizing something. Her clothes were damp and translucent, her skin flushed, her slender waist accentuated by the faint outline of her undergarments.

    “…”

    She froze, her face turning crimson. She covered her chest with her sleeves and quickly stood up, fleeing as if embarrassed.

    But as she reached the corner, she stopped and turned around, her voice soft. “Senior, I’ll go… take a bath and change my clothes.”

    “Ahem! Go ahead.”

    After she left, Lin Tianlu breathed a sigh of relief.

    “Thankfully, this girl is gentle and well-mannered. If she had screamed, I would have been mortified.”

    “Hahaha! Master, I’m back!”

    A booming laugh suddenly echoed through the night.

    Mo Hong leaped over the wall and landed gracefully in the courtyard, reaching the pavilion in just two steps.

    “You’re a bit late, Sir.” Lin Tianlu stood up and bowed with a smile, his eyes gleaming.

    His light footwork was truly impressive.

    It seemed this “master”… was worthy of the title!

    “You’re right to blame me, Master. I lost track of time. I wanted to seek your guidance, so I had to prepare some fine food and wine. I searched the entire Changling County before finding something suitable.” Mo Hong chuckled, placing the wine flask and the carved wooden box on the stone table.

    “I’ve only been gone for a day, and there are already so many interesting rumors circulating. It seems that young lady has been portrayed as a fearsome tigress with strict family rules… Hmm?”

    He suddenly let out a soft exclamation, his eyes widening as he looked at the Go board. “This game…”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled. “I just played a few casual games with Miss Hua to pass the time.”

    “This, this…”

    The old man’s expression turned strange and grave, his face flickering. His breathing grew heavy.

    Lin Tianlu quickly swept the stones off the board. “Don’t worry, Sir. It’s just a game played by a young man. Don’t take it seriously.”

    But as the stones clattered onto the table, the old man’s eyes widened, his face flushing red.

    He stared blankly for a moment, then collapsed onto a stool, muttering to himself, “How is this possible… how is this possible?!”

    Seeing his sudden, strange behavior, Lin Tianlu’s heart sank.

    Was this another patient with a hidden illness?

    Why couldn’t he enjoy a peaceful game of Go? Why did everyone seem to relapse upon seeing the board?

    Was he destined to develop a phobia of black and white stones?

    But thankfully, the old man didn’t cough up blood or faint like Hua Shuya. After taking a few deep breaths, he gradually calmed down.

    But his gaze towards Lin Tianlu was now filled with reverence.

    “Your realm is truly beyond the reach of ordinary mortals, Master. This game… it’s truly extraordinary! I’ve never seen anything like it. That Hua girl is truly blessed to be able to discuss the Dao with you all night. It makes me envious.”

    Indeed.

    There was probably no one else in the world who would spend half an hour playing Gomoku.

    Lin Tianlu was startled. “You know Miss Hua, Sir?”

    “Hehe~ As a wandering cultivator, I’ve met many people. I recognize the Thirteen Forms of the Breaking Army Sword that the Hua girl uses.” The old man chuckled, stroking his beard. “But I never imagined that she would have mastered her family’s swordsmanship to such a level at such a young age. She’s probably as skilled as her father now.”

    “The Hua family, are they famous?”

    “Have you just arrived in the Fengchen Kingdom, Master?”

    “Indeed, as you said, Sir, my encounter with Miss Hua was just a coincidence. She was the one who recommended I settle down in Changling County.”

    “I see.” The old man nodded in understanding. “The head of the Hua family is Zhengyang* Wang, a powerful figure renowned throughout the Fengchen Kingdom. He has six sons, each one a skilled martial artist, all dragons and phoenixes among men. That Hua girl must be his granddaughter.”

    Zhengyang Wang?

    Quite a prestigious title.

    Lin Tianlu took a sip of his tea.

    No wonder this girl was so wealthy, buying two mansions without batting an eye.

    “You seem to have known all along, Master?”

    “I’m just not interested in royalty and nobility.” Lin Tianlu shrugged. “And Miss Hua never boasted about her background.”

    “I’m the one being superficial then.”

    Mo Hong chuckled and raised his wine cup. “My apologies, Master. Let me toast you.”

    He downed the wine in one gulp, a smile appearing on his lips. But then, his face turned red, and he started coughing violently, clutching his mouth.

    He had choked on the wine, clearly trying to speak too soon.

    Lin Tianlu: “…”

    This old man… was definitely not a martial arts master.


    (T/N)

    Tengen* : Origin of Heaven(1), center point on a Go board(2)

    Zhengyang*: 正阳 in Chinese can be broken down and interpreted as follows:

    1. 正 (Zhèng): This character can mean “correct,” “upright,” “straight,” “positive,” or “main.”
    2. 阳 (Yáng): This character typically refers to the concept of “yang” in Chinese philosophy, representing the sun, masculinity, brightness, and positive energy.

    So Zhengyang Wang(King) could be also: “The Sun-Bright Sovereign” ,  “King of Righteous Light” , etc . I will use the term ‘Zhengyang’ since it might be used in something later on.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 16

    Chapter 16: Seeking Guidance

    Hua Shuya stumbled backward until her back hit a pillar, her arm tingling with numbness.

    She winced, discreetly flexing her sword hand.

    This old man… possessed profound strength.

    Despite his aged appearance, his internal energy cultivation was clearly above the Azure Spirit realm, far surpassing hers!

    If he hadn’t been holding back, and if she hadn’t used her newly grasped Sword Intent, he would have disarmed her within a few moves, rendering her helpless.

    “I never thought I’d be mistaken. You’re so young, yet your cultivation is so advanced. Truly impressive.” The old man sheathed his sword and said calmly, “Was it you who vanquished the Evil Spirit at the fabric shop last night?”

    “Evil Spirit?”

    Hua Shuya frowned. “What are you talking about?”

    “Hmm?”

    The old man was surprised by her reaction.

    This girl wasn’t the master who had defeated the Evil Spirit?

    Then who—

    “Eh? We have a guest?”

    A strange voice suddenly came from behind them.

    The old man’s expression changed drastically, and he turned around to see Lin Tianlu.

    “This… how is this possible?!”

    The man was slender, with a handsome face, the very image of a refined scholar.

    But his steps were silent, his aura deep and unfathomable. The old man hadn’t sensed his approach at all. If Lin Tianlu hadn’t spoken, he wouldn’t have even known he was there!

    The more he looked at him, the more he felt a sense of unfathomable depth, as if his own sword intent and spirit were being drawn in, trapped in a dark and inescapable cage.

    Who was this man?

    The old man’s pupils constricted, sweat beading on his forehead, his heart filled with apprehension.

    He had roamed the martial world for decades, encountering countless experts, but he had never met anyone so strange and unpredictable!

    He tightened his grip on his sword hilt, a faint sword light flickering in his aged eyes as he channeled his full strength.

    “Senior, you’re back?”

    Hua Shuya’s delighted voice startled the old man.

    Senior?

    “Why are you both holding swords?”

    Lin Tianlu walked into the courtyard, his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping back and forth between them.

    Had they been fighting?

    He discreetly focused his gaze, his hand hidden within his sleeve.

    Before either of them could speak, he swiftly snatched the sword from the old man’s hand.

    “Sir, you’re quite old. It’s dangerous to be carrying such a sharp weapon. If you accidentally injure someone, the medical expenses wouldn’t be cheap.”

    The old man: “…”

    Lin Tianlu sighed inwardly with relief.

    Thankfully, the old man’s reflexes were slow. Otherwise, he would have been worried about getting cut.

    “Miss Hua, you should put your sword away too. It’s not appropriate to fight with an elderly man. Besides, wielding weapons is dangerous. If the authorities see this, you might end up in jail.”

    “I-I…”

    “Senior, this man seems to be looking for you.” Hua Shuya, seeing that the situation was under control, sheathed her sword.

    “Looking for me?”

    Lin Tianlu was stunned.

    His mind raced, and he bowed slightly to the old man, a smile on his face. “May I ask why you’ve come, Sir?”

    “You, you…”

    The old man instinctively clenched his right hand, speechless.

    He was utterly shocked.

    He considered himself a master swordsman. Few martial artists in the world could disarm him.

    But this white-clad scholar…

    Had effortlessly taken his sword.

    He hadn’t even resisted… No, he hadn’t even reacted in time!

    Realization dawned on him, and cold sweat trickled down his back. He bowed deeply, his voice trembling. “I apologize for my transgression, Master. I was merely trying to test your skills, but I never imagined that the rumors about an expert in Changling County were true. My knowledge is truly limited.”

    “Uh?”

    Lin Tianlu was confused.

    What was this old man up to?

    He was puzzled, but he said politely, “There’s no need for such formality, Sir. Please, relax.”

    “You are truly benevolent, Master.”

    The old man breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Hua Shuya. “And to you, young lady, I apologize for my offense. I was merely impressed by your skills.”

    “It’s alright, Sir. Don’t worry about it.” Hua Shuya returned the gesture, her voice calm and composed.

    Seeing the old man’s respectful attitude towards Lin Tianlu, her tense expression softened.

    “Let’s not stand here. Why don’t we sit down and have a chat?” Lin Tianlu suggested.

    The old man’s face lit up, and he quickly agreed. “Excellent, excellent!”

    After they were seated, the old man introduced himself and explained his purpose.

    Only then did Lin Tianlu realize that this seemingly scruffy old man wasn’t a troublesome neighbor, but a wandering martial arts master named Mo Hong.

    He wasn’t sure if it was true…

    Lin Tianlu discreetly observed the old man.

    He didn’t look like a martial arts master at all. He looked more like an ordinary grandfather who needed help walking.

    He glanced at Hua Shuya, who was sitting beside him.

    The girl nodded slightly, confirming the old man’s words.

    “But what is your purpose here, Sir?” Lin Tianlu asked curiously.

    “To be honest, Master, I’ve been wandering the world for many years, seeking to improve my swordsmanship and break through my current limitations.”

    Mo Hong sighed. “But after years of traveling, I haven’t found any opportunities. Instead, I’ve encountered countless demons and ghosts, making me feel even more trapped in my current realm.

    I just arrived in Changling County, intending to rest for a few days before continuing my journey. But I heard about the strange fire at the fabric shop last night. The shop was burned to ashes, yet the shopkeeper was unharmed. I asked around and learned about your heroic deed, Master.”

    Mo Hong bowed respectfully. “It’s a blessing for the people of Changling County to have a master like you residing here.”

    “It was just a coincidence.” Lin Tianlu chuckled awkwardly, waving his hand dismissively.

    “But you came here specifically to find me, Sir, because…”

    “I’m here seeking guidance to break through my current limitations.” Mo Hong said in a deep voice. “I had a brief spar with this young lady earlier. To possess such skill at such a young age, she must have received your guidance, Master. I wonder… could you also offer me some pointers?”

    Looking at the eagerness in the old man’s eyes, Lin Tianlu was speechless.

    Guidance?

    Guidance for a martial arts master?

    He was already nervous about sparring with Hua Shuya. Discussing martial arts with an elderly man would be ridiculous.

    If he accidentally injured the old man, he wouldn’t be able to bear the responsibility.

    “I’m sorry, Sir.”

    Lin Tianlu shook his head helplessly. “I was fortunate enough to gain some abilities to deal with demons and ghosts through a stroke of luck. But I’m not skilled in martial arts. Miss Hua’s achievements are all due to her own talent. It has nothing to do with me.”

    Mo Hong’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, “But your aura is so natural and unfathomable, Master. You must have reached a transcendent realm. Just being able to talk to you for a while would be an honor!”

    “You’re exaggerating, Sir.”

    Lin Tianlu pondered for a moment, then chuckled softly. “Alright, since you insist on staying, I won’t stop you. If it’s just a casual conversation, I have some free time.”

    Mo Hong’s eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly. “Excellent! I’ll go prepare some food and wine. I’ll come back later to seek your guidance!”

    “Ah… Take care, Sir.”

    Lin Tianlu stood up and bowed, watching the old man leave.

    He left quite decisively.

    But his steps… were almost like a child skipping, full of energy.

    This didn’t seem like a martial arts master at all.

    Hua Shuya, who was standing beside him, pursed her lips and whispered, “Senior, he’s truly powerful. But… not as powerful as you.”

    “Then it’s fine.”

    Lin Tianlu sighed softly.

    If he couldn’t even compare to a scholar, how strong could he be?

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 15

    Chapter 15: A False Alarm, A Blend of Strength and Grace

    Seeing the beautiful woman remain silent, Lin Tianlu’s brow furrowed in concern.

    “Madam?”

    “Ahem! That child…” Mao Ruoyu quickly composed herself, gritting her teeth. “After what happened last night, I sent her to live with relatives outside Changling County.”

    “You sent your child away?”

    Lin Tianlu was surprised. “The fire was fierce, but it didn’t spread this far. Wasn’t it a bit hasty to send her away, Madam?”

    “You don’t understand, Mr. Lin.”

    Mao Ruoyu shook her head. “My eyes are… different. I can see supernatural beings. Last night, a demonic aura gathered above the fabric shop, swirling like a dark cloud. It was terrifying. For my child’s safety, I had to send her away as quickly as possible.”

    Lin Tianlu was intrigued.

    This neighbor of his possessed such a unique ability?

    Looking closer, he noticed a faint green tint in her eyes, unlike any he had seen before.

    “No wonder you insisted I stay away from the fabric shop last night, Madam Mao.”

    “I hope you understand, Sir.” Mao Ruoyu lowered her gaze. “If I told others about this, they might see me as a cursed woman. But you, Sir…”

    “Don’t worry, Madam. I won’t tell anyone.”

    Lin Tianlu smiled sincerely and bowed respectfully. “I’m grateful for your kindness, Madam. I wouldn’t doubt or question you.

    Since you’ve recovered now, I’ll take my leave. If you need any help in the future, Madam, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

    “Thank you for your concern, Sir.” Mao Ruoyu forced a weak smile.

    After exchanging a few more farewells, Lin Tianlu quickly left the house.

    “…”

    Once he was gone, Mao Ruoyu collapsed into a chair, her smile vanishing. She clutched her chest, her heart pounding as she gasped for breath.

    “I-I managed to fool him!”

    That brief conversation had felt like an eternity.

    Because she wasn’t a wife, and she didn’t have a child.

    She had made up that identity on the spot, never imagining that her lies would almost be exposed.

    “Why didn’t I realize before… He’s not some weak scholar, but a hidden master!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s face paled, filled with regret.

    She had cautiously probed his aura again, but she still couldn’t sense anything.

    It was as if this man didn’t exist. If not for her own eyes, she wouldn’t even be sure if he was truly standing before her.

    Ethereal and unfathomable, he was like a legendary immortal!

    “No wonder my Bewitching Pastries and Soul-Snatching Candle had no effect on him. My attempts to frighten him with Yin energy must have seemed like child’s play. I actually targeted such a powerful master. I was practically asking for death!”

    She covered her face with her hands, sighing in despair.

    “—Wait.”

    But Mao Ruoyu suddenly lowered her hands, her eyes widening in realization.

    “Lin Tianlu effortlessly vanquished that Evil Spirit. His powers must be extraordinary, his cultivation realm rarely seen in this world. But such a master is treating me… with such kindness and gentleness, repeatedly reassuring me. He doesn’t even seem to notice my attempts to harm him. Could it be…

    He’s testing me?”

    Mao Ruoyu bit her lip, her expression flickering.

    “My cultivation relies on absorbing a bit of ‘life essence’ from sleeping people, refining it into Yin energy. But I haven’t taken a life in years. At most, I just give people nightmares and make them feel tired in the morning. I’ve never committed murder. Perhaps Master Lin… spared me because we’re neighbors?”

    “But if I continue my deceitful ways, I’m afraid—”

    Mao Ruoyu clenched her fists, her heart filled with anxiety.

    He could easily kill an Evil Spirit. She, a low-level ghost practitioner, was probably as insignificant as an ant to him.

    “What… what should I do?”

    Meanwhile, at Lin Tianlu’s house…

    Hua Shuya finished washing up and yawned softly.

    “I actually fell asleep yesterday. Was I really that tired?”

    She vaguely remembered falling asleep shortly after sitting down, barely having touched the delicious pastries.

    And…

    “To fall asleep in front of Senior, how embarrassing.”

    Hua Shuya sighed softly, touching her delicate robe, and murmured, “Did Senior carry me to my room?”

    She had woken up in bed this morning. In this vast mansion, only Lin Tianlu would have been so kind and considerate.

    But the thought of Senior touching her, carrying her in his arms while she was asleep…

    The girl’s face flushed crimson, her eyes sparkling with shyness.

    “No, no! I can’t think about such things! It’s disrespectful to Senior!”

    She shook her head, banishing those thoughts, slapping her cheeks to wake herself up.

    After the warmth faded from her face, she tied her hair up, grabbed her sword, and left the house.

    She walked familiarly to Lin Tianlu’s house and looked around, but she couldn’t find him.

    Perhaps he had gone out?

    “I’ve been busy with matters at the county government these past two days and haven’t spent much time with Senior. I should help him adjust to life in the mortal world.” Hua Shuya nodded to herself, her thoughts kind and considerate.

    But she quickly frowned, looking at her sword with a thoughtful expression.

    For some reason, she felt that the sword… was much lighter than before.

    It wasn’t that her strength had increased, but a deeper, more profound change.

    Hua Shuya slowly drew her sword.

    Clang—

    A soft, clear ringing sound.

    Her eyes glazed over, and she felt a wave of dizziness.

    It was as if she were sinking to the bottom of a cold river.

    But as she opened her eyes, she saw a vision of their spar yesterday, like a waking dream.

    Lin Tianlu’s seemingly casual and lazy movements, his thrusts and parries, contained a strange and profound rhythm, a hidden depth. Ripples of energy spread out, his sword intent flowing like a river, endless and powerful.

    “This is…”

    The familiar figure suddenly dissolved into countless specks of light, swirling and converging, flowing into her body.

    Her arm trembled, and she instinctively swung her sword.

    Crack!

    A deep gash appeared on a nearby stone table, sending dust flying.

    Hua Shuya snapped back to reality and stared at the gash, speechless.

    Sword Qi, powerful enough to cleave stone… This was an ability only possessed by Azure Spirit realm martial artists or even Grandmasters!

    She had just been recalling Senior’s movements from yesterday, imitating them clumsily, and yet she had unleashed such a powerful technique?!

    “Senior clearly gave me guidance yesterday. I’m so foolish and lazy, only realizing the essence of his teachings today.”

    Hua Shuya slapped her forehead in frustration. “Senior must be disappointed to see my indifference… No! When he returns, I must show him my sincerity!”

    Thud—

    “Who’s there!!”

    Hua Shuya’s expression turned sharp as she shouted.

    In an instant, her gentle and delicate demeanor vanished, replaced by a fierce aura. Her eyes radiated a sword-like sharpness as she focused on the courtyard gate.

    “Young lady, I was just passing by. Why are you so jumpy?”

    The gate, which had been slightly ajar, was pushed open. An elderly man with a white beard stepped into the courtyard, a faint smile on his face.

    At the same time, his footsteps echoed with power as the ancient sword on his back unsheathed itself, flying into his hand.

    Sword in hand, the old man’s aura surged, a chilling and ethereal sword intent swirling around him, like a sword immortal.

    “—This place is not open to outsiders. Leave immediately!”

    Hua Shuya stood her ground, her face resolute, raising her sword.

    The old man’s lips curved into a smile. “I must meet that extraordinary master.”

    As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Shuya’s eyes flashed with a cold light. She charged forward, her sword thrusting out with lightning speed.

    “Hmm? The Thirteen Forms of the Breaking Army Sword… a descendant of the Hua family?”

    The old man was slightly surprised, then a playful smile appeared on his face as he turned his blade. “Very well, let this old man play with you for a bit.”

    —Clang!

    Their swords clashed, a deep, resonant sound echoing through the air.

    The old man let out a soft exclamation.

    Her internal energy was pure and potent, her swordsmanship swift and decisive. Such profound skill!

    So young, yet possessing such incredible cultivation?

    In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of blows, the sound of clashing metal and sparks filling the air. But the more they fought, the more astonished the old man became. The girl’s swordsmanship was truly extraordinary!

    “Ha—!”

    Suddenly, the girl shouted, her sword flashing as she unleashed a powerful attack, all her techniques merging into one.

    “Sword Intent?!”

    She had grasped Sword Intent at such a young age?!

    The old man’s heart trembled, and he hurriedly summoned a flurry of sword shadows, blocking her attack.

    Clang—!

    Their swords clashed, creating a shockwave of energy that sent them both stumbling back.

    The old man planted his left foot firmly on the ground, leaving a deep imprint, and exhaled slowly.

    He looked at Hua Shuya with a newfound respect, his previous casualness gone.

    “Her Sword Intent is ethereal and unfathomable, yet it embodies a perfect balance of strength and grace. Truly remarkable!

    Could it be… she’s the master who vanquished the Evil Spirit last night?”

    But that master was a white-clad scholar, how could she be a young girl?

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 14

    Chapter 14: A Lingering Fragrance

    Daybreak arrived, the sun shining brightly.

    Although the threat of the evil spirit had been eliminated from Changling County, the incident caused quite a stir, rumors spreading like wildfire.

    Whispers and speculations filled the streets and teahouses. People gathered outside the charred remains of the fabric shop, curious to see the aftermath of the ghostly fire.

    Among the bustling crowd, an elderly man in simple clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, took off his straw hat and crouched down in front of the shop, carefully picking up a pinch of ash from the ground.

    “Illusory flames, harmless to flesh and bone. Yin energy lingers, accompanied by a haunting scream.”

    He stroked his white beard, his aged face etched with concern. “These are the ashes of a vanquished Evil Spirit. To think that a master capable of subduing such a fearsome creature resides in this humble Changling County.”

    The old man looked up at the charred building, a glint of excitement in his eyes. “Judging by the power of those illusory flames, this was no ordinary feat. Though the outer flames wouldn’t harm mortals, being caught within them would lead to a fiery death. Even a Pure Yang realm martial artist would struggle against this dual-natured Yin fire.

    Yet, this person walked through the flames unharmed and even vanquished the Evil Spirit within. Truly extraordinary!

    Unfortunately, such a master must be elusive. I wonder how I could meet them and learn from their wisdom.”

    He sighed, stood up, and dusted off his hat, preparing to leave.

    But then, he overheard a conversation nearby.

    “That scholar really rushed into the burning shop alone… and saved Shopkeeper Zhang?”

    “We all saw it with our own eyes. There’s no doubt about it.”

    Two young men in simple clothes were sitting at a breakfast stall, chatting quietly.

    One of them, a tall and muscular man, leaned in and whispered, “The ghostly flames were terrifying. No one dared to approach the shop. But that scholar charged in without hesitation, risking his life to save those trapped inside. And he emerged without a single burn.

    Many elders are saying that the fire was caused by a demon or ghost, and that the scholar must possess immense righteous energy and abundant Yang energy to be immune to those sinister flames.”

    His companion took a bite of his steamed bun and said in awe, “I didn’t expect such a virtuous and talented master to appear in our remote town. To be able to ward off evil and extinguish flames with pure righteousness… it’s truly admirable. I wonder which academy he teaches at, or if he’s a newly appointed scholar?”

    “I’m not sure. But I heard from others that he seems to be from another town…”

    “Gentlemen.”

    A deep, resonant voice came from behind them. The two turned around in confusion and saw an elderly man with a white beard approaching them quickly, his face lit up with excitement.

    Looking closer, they noticed that although the old man’s clothes were dusty from travel, his every movement exuded an air of grace and wisdom.

    A sense of respect welled up within the muscular man, and he quickly stood up and bowed. “Sir, you are…”

    “I’m just a humble villager from the mountains. I’m passing through Changling County. I overheard you talking about the fire at the fabric shop last night. Could you tell me where I can find the person who saved those people?” The old man’s voice was filled with urgency and hope.

    Seeing his eagerness, the muscular man scratched his head and hesitantly pointed in a direction.

    “I don’t know that gentleman personally, Sir. I only heard from the neighbors that he seems to be living on Stone Workshop Street, on the north side of town. But I’m not sure about the exact location…”

    He was about to shake his head apologetically when both he and his companion froze.

    The old man had vanished into thin air, right before their eyes!

    “T-this— A ghost?!”

    Their faces turned pale with terror as they stumbled back, screaming and fleeing in panic.

    But the old man was already gone, lost in the bustling crowd.

    His steps were strange and ethereal, his movements swift and unpredictable, his figure like a phantom, impossible to track.

    Inside a fragrant boudoir…

    A soft moan escaped Mao Ruoyu’s lips as her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly woke up.

    She rubbed her forehead, her expression dazed, as she sat up in bed. Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her loose robe revealed a glimpse of her ample bosom, rising and falling with her breath, a tempting sight.

    “H-how did I get home?”

    After a moment of confusion, the memories of last night flooded back.

    Her face turned pale, her throat dry.

    “That scholar—”

    She swallowed hard.

    Although she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes…

    That evil spirit… had undoubtedly been vanquished by that scholar with a single gesture!

    “Madam Mao, you’re awake?”

    A cheerful voice suddenly came from outside, making Mao Ruoyu jump, her face pale with fear.

    The door opened quietly, and Lin Tianlu entered the room, carrying a tray of breakfast.

    “Y-you, you, you, why are you in my house?!” Mao Ruoyu quickly pulled the blanket over herself.

    Lin Tianlu set the tray down, quickly averting his gaze, and smiled apologetically. “You fainted last night near the fire, Madam Mao. I asked some kind-hearted women to help you home.

    Don’t worry, Madam, I didn’t do anything inappropriate. Those women helped you change your clothes. But… it was indeed improper of me to enter your room without permission.”

    He bowed slightly, his face flushed with embarrassment. “I brought you some warm porridge and pastries. You seem to be lacking in energy, Madam. Please eat something to nourish yourself. I’ll also bring you some tonic medicine later.”

    Mao Ruoyu was stunned. After Lin Tianlu retreated from the room, she quickly said, “Mr. Lin… I-I’m sorry. I was a bit disoriented just now. Please forgive me.”

    “It’s alright, Madam. Just rest and have something to eat. I’ll be waiting in the main hall.”

    After the door closed softly, Mao Ruoyu blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion.

    He hadn’t killed her with a flick of his finger?

    Lin Tianlu sat in the main hall, reading an ancient book to pass the time.

    Although the regular script had initially made his head spin, thanks to the memories of his predecessor, he was gradually getting used to it.

    Reading these ancient texts had a certain charm.

    But the illustrations… he couldn’t appreciate them. They were all too abstract.

    “Ahem…”

    Half an hour later, a soft cough broke the silence.

    A voluptuous figure emerged from the corner, her graceful silhouette accentuated by a thin silk robe, her hair braided and draped over her chest. Mao Ruoyu smiled apologetically, bowing slightly, her voice soft and melodious. “Mr. Lin, I apologize for my behavior earlier.”

    “There’s no need to apologize, Madam.”

    Lin Tianlu closed his book and bowed in return. “I was touched by your concern, Madam Mao, for following me to the fire last night despite the danger. This is just a small token of my gratitude.

    But your house seems a bit deserted. Many rooms are empty, covered in cobwebs and dust. I had some free time, so I cleaned up the house for you.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s expression changed slightly, and she quickly said, “Please don’t blame me, Sir. It’s just that I… like you, just moved back to Changling County recently. And as a weak woman, I don’t have the strength to do much housework. That’s why the house is so dusty.”

    Lin Tianlu nodded thoughtfully. “You have a delicate constitution, Madam. It’s indeed not suitable for you to do strenuous work. If you need any help, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

    “I’m ashamed to have troubled you with such trivial matters, Sir.”

    Mao Ruoyu bowed deeply in gratitude.

    Lin Tianlu smiled. “There’s no need to be so formal, Madam. It’s normal for neighbors to help each other. But there’s something I’m curious about, if you don’t mind me asking.”

    “Please ask, Mr. Lin.”

    “I searched the entire house last night, but I didn’t see your daughter anywhere.”

    Lin Tianlu asked, his voice filled with concern,

    “Madam, where is your child?”

    Mao Ruoyu’s face paled, and her hands clenched tightly beneath her sleeves.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 13

    Chapter 13: Yin Fire Burns, Crumbling Before a Touch

    The flames engulfing the fabric shop, both inside and out, were made of Yin energy. Though they didn’t harm flesh and blood, they burned the soul. No ordinary person could withstand their touch.

    Yet, this scholar stood before him, unscathed…

    The blue-faced man frowned.

    Could it be that this scholar possessed such righteous energy that he was immune to Yin and evil?

    He scrutinized Lin Tianlu. Indeed, his posture was upright, his appearance refined, a hint of talent in his features.

    The scholar smiled gently, bowing slightly.

    “You started this fire?”

    “…”

    The blue-faced man remained silent, but his eyes were filled with killing intent.

    “Even with your talents, daring to intrude here means your fate is sealed!”

    He flicked his sleeve, and the surrounding flames, under his control, surged towards Lin Tianlu, engulfing him completely.

    These flames were no longer a mere threat but a deadly weapon. Even weapons would melt before them, let alone a mortal’s flesh. He would be burned to ashes in an instant.

    “The obstacle is removed. Now… it’s your turn, you ignorant thief.” The blue-faced man shifted his gaze towards the interior of the fabric shop, engulfed in flames.

    But as he focused, he saw that the other figure within the inferno had vanished, leaving only a faint trace of Yin energy.

    The man was stunned, then roared in fury. “Damn it! You dare to steal my ‘food’ and slip away under my nose?

    You can’t escape! I will scour this Changling County, dig three feet into the ground if I have to, and drag you out to be consumed by my flames, to experience the tortures of hell!”

    He cursed angrily, turning to leave.

    “Hey—”

    A cold voice suddenly rang out, stopping the blue-faced man in his tracks. He turned around abruptly.

    The white-clad scholar, who should have been burned to ashes, emerged from the flames, unharmed.

    “You burn down this shop and think you can just walk away?”

    Lin Tianlu brushed off a few sparks from his clothes, his gaze cold.

    “You—”

    The blue-faced man stared in disbelief. “You’re not dead?!”

    How could this weak scholar, with no martial arts skills, survive being engulfed in flames?

    “It was just a pathetic illusion. Did you really think it could kill anyone?”

    Lin Tianlu’s dismissive words shocked the blue-faced man.

    His Evil Spirit Flames, reduced to a mere illusion, unable to even scorch the skin of a mere scholar?

    No…

    It wasn’t his flames that were weak, it was this scholar… there was something strange about him!

    “Interesting!”

    A predatory smile spread across the man’s face, and he dashed towards Lin Tianlu with blinding speed.

    If Yin fire was ineffective, then he would crush him with brute force!

    But as he took a step forward, his body froze mid-motion, his hand outstretched in a striking posture.

    “Hmm?”

    He frowned, his eyes darting around, his gaze sharp as a blade, searching the crowd beyond the flames. “A mere ghost practitioner, daring to interfere?!”

    Within the crowd outside the inferno…

    Mao Ruoyu, her hand seals changing rapidly as she struggled to restrain the blue-faced man, suddenly paled. A thunderous roar echoed in her mind, and she stumbled back, her heart pounding with fear.

    This… this was an Evil Spirit!

    How could such a terrifying creature exist in a small town like Changling?!

    Terror gripped her as a chilling aura filled the air, swirling around them like a cold wind.

    Despite the raging flames, the surrounding people shivered, hearing the wails and screams of vengeful spirits. They abandoned their efforts to extinguish the fire and rescue those trapped inside, scattering in fear, not wanting to be tainted by this sinister presence.

    “Foolish scholar… this Evil Spirit can’t be contained by mere righteousness. Run away, quickly!”

    Mao Ruoyu gritted her teeth, her forehead covered in sweat.

    But another roar echoed in her mind, and she finally collapsed, her technique broken, falling to the ground with a gasp.

    “—Scholar!”

    He thought he heard a familiar voice from outside the flames.

    Lin Tianlu was puzzled but didn’t pay much attention to it. He was staring at the malevolent ghost with a strange expression.

    The ghost had been charging towards him, intent on taking his life, but had suddenly frozen in a rather comical pose.

    It looked like the starting position for a hundred-meter sprint.

    And…

    “Why are his legs crossed?”

    Lin Tianlu rubbed his chin, his expression amused.

    “Ha!!”

    But at that moment, the blue-faced man roared, his body radiating energy, his hair flying wildly, as if breaking free from some invisible restraint. He spread his arms wide, unleashing a wave of Yin wind and fire.

    Lin Tianlu frowned.

    What kind of performance art was this?

    Chest stretches?

    The man’s bones cracked as he snarled, “Prepare to die!”

    Then, his figure vanished.

    Lin Tianlu let out a soft exclamation. A black shadow flickered before his eyes, and a fist struck his chest with terrifying force.

    —Boom!!

    A dull thud, loud as thunder.

    The man laughed coldly.

    This scholar could resist the Evil Flames. He must be carrying some kind of protective talisman.

    But with his immense power, this punch was enough to shatter his bones and internal organs, leaving him a mangled corpse!

    “Let me see what you’re carrying that can withstand the Evil Spirit Flames.”

    He retracted his fist—

    Huh?

    The blue-faced man froze, looking down at his empty shoulder.

    Where was his hand?

    “Just so you know, I’m not responsible for any injury compensation.”

    Lin Tianlu’s nonchalant voice startled him back to reality. “You attacked me first. I haven’t even retaliated.”

    “You, you—”

    The blue-faced man’s eyes widened in horror, and he stumbled back, clutching his severed shoulder.

    This… this wasn’t a scholar!

    What kind of scholar had a chest as hard as steel?!

    Lin Tianlu brushed off the charred mark on his robe, left by the ghost’s fist, and muttered to himself.

    “Unexpectedly weak?”

    Seeing the fear in the ghost’s eyes, his own nervousness eased.

    He had thought this ghost was even stronger than the one on the mountain, judging by the intensity of the flames.

    But it seemed that this ghost had shattered its own arm with a single punch…

    Lin Tianlu was dumbfounded.

    It was like watching a terrible actor trying to fake an injury.

    “But you harbor malice, attacking and killing without hesitation. You can’t be allowed to live.”

    Lin Tianlu took a deep breath, his gaze hardening. His vision shifted, the world around him transforming into an ethereal painting, countless points of light swirling and dancing, outlining the blue-faced man’s figure.

    Hundreds of streaks of blood-red light pulsed within the ghost’s body, the wails of tortured souls echoing in his ears, as if women and children were begging for release.

    “W-wait—”

    This ghost deserved to die.

    Lin Tianlu flicked his finger.

    Pop—

    A crisp sound. Before the blue-faced man could beg for mercy, his eyes widened in horror as he collapsed backward.

    “Im… poss… ible—”

    A hole appeared in the center of his forehead.

    Wisps of gray smoke drifted out from the wound, his form fading rapidly.

    “I… Li Dong… how could…”

    Before he could finish speaking, his body completely dissolved into smoke, and the surrounding flames died down along with him.

    Seeing the gray smoke swirling in the air, Lin Tianlu instinctively took out the jade pendant from his pocket.

    The smoke was drawn towards the pendant, quickly absorbed and vanishing without a trace.

    Lin Tianlu weighed the pendant in his hand and chuckled.

    “Is this like changing batteries for a flashlight?”

    His expression turned serious as he looked at the spot where the ghost had disappeared.

    “How could a ferocious ghost appear in a town filled with Yang energy? I was being naive.”

    He couldn’t understand how such a weak ghost had the audacity to cause trouble in a town. Even someone with a basic understanding of exorcism could have easily eliminated it.

    “But…

    There seem to be more ghosts and demons in this world than I initially thought.”

    Lin Tianlu sighed softly and bowed towards the spot where the ghost had vanished.

    “May you find peace, those who have suffered and perished.”

    Some time later, the fire in the fabric shop had been mostly extinguished.

    The residents who had fled in fear slowly returned, staring at the scene in bewilderment.

    But before they could understand what had happened, a white-clad scholar emerged from the burning building, carrying two unconscious men.

    “Is there a doctor! These two are still breathing!”

    “There is… there is!”

    “Someone, help them!”

    The night was filled with commotion as people rushed forward to take the unconscious shopkeeper and his assistant, carrying them to a safe place to administer aid. An elderly man looked at Lin Tianlu with astonishment, bowing repeatedly. “Sir, what did you…”

    “The fire in the shop was strange. Although the flames were fierce, they didn’t burn. I managed to rush in and rescue these two.” Lin Tianlu smiled and bowed. “Now that I look back, the fire has mostly died down. Everything is fine.”

    “How strange… how strange!”

    The surrounding people murmured in surprise.

    Seeing them chattering among themselves, Lin Tianlu quietly slipped away from the crowd.

    He wasn’t seeking fame or recognition. He had successfully eliminated the ghost and saved two lives. That was enough.

    “Hmm?”

    But out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure struggling to stand up, looking dazed and disoriented.

    “Madam?” Lin Tianlu’s eyes widened in surprise.

    “Hmm?”

    Mao Ruoyu, lost in her own thoughts, turned her head and saw Lin Tianlu. She stared blankly for a moment.

    Then, the color drained from her face, as if she had seen a terrifying monster. Her eyes widened in horror, and she clutched her chest, gasping for breath.

    Before she could catch her breath, she let out a soft whimper and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

    Lin Tianlu: “???”