"Chengcheng."
Lin Qingyan's voice sounded again, but this time, it was about serious business.
"Hmm?"
"My inner demon has been weakened significantly now."
Gu Chengyin's gaze flickered slightly as he patiently waited for her to continue.
"But," Lin Qingyan paused. "I don't know how to make it disappear completely."
"So, I want to continue my comprehension."
Gu Chengyin listened and didn't reply immediately. After a moment of thought, he was just about to speak.
Lin Qingyan seemed to know what he was going to ask and preemptively explained:
"Although the inner demon will grow strong again as my comprehension deepens."
"But you don't need to worry."
Lin Qingyan lifted her head from his embrace, her expression incredibly serious. "This time, I will control the pace well."
"Every once in a while, I will weaken it again."
"And then continue my comprehension."
Listening to her, Gu Chengyin nodded thoughtfully.
Lin Qingyan's idea actually made a lot of sense.
The inner demon had already been weakened.
But if she wanted to make it disappear completely, the key likely lay in the severed Immortal Dao.
So it was perfectly reasonable that she wanted to continue her comprehension.
The inner demon would indeed regain its strength as her comprehension deepened.
But since they had experience this time, Lin Qingyan could easily seek him out to weaken it again before it spiraled out of control.
Meanwhile, Lin Qingyan's comprehension would not vanish, but the inner demon would be weakened and controlled time and time again.
If this continued, sooner or later, they would find a way to make the inner demon disappear completely.
Gu Chengyin nodded.
"Alright, as long as you pay attention to the pace, Auntie."
"As for the rest, I will fully cooperate with you."
Lin Qingyan looked at him, a trace of tenderness flashing in her eyes.
She softly hummed in agreement and buried her face back into his chest.
Although her expression seemed normal, Gu Chengyin failed to notice that the base of Lin Qingyan's ears had quietly turned red.
The blush was faint, so faint it was almost imperceptible, yet it was truly there.
It started from her earlobes, spreading all the way to the auricles before finally vanishing into her hairline.
Lin Qingyan buried her face in his embrace precisely so that Gu Chengyin wouldn't see it.
Because she realized that, compared to comprehending the Immortal Dao, she seemed to be looking forward to the weakening of her inner demon even more.
It was a very subtle feeling.
Every time the inner demon was weakened, it required Gu Chengyin's cooperation.
And every time they cooperated, it meant physical closeness.
It meant intimacy.
It meant she could do whatever she wanted with Gu Chengyin.
The base of Lin Qingyan's ears grew even redder.
She told herself in her heart that this was to weaken the inner demon, not for any other reason.
But she also knew that if she said those words out loud, even she wouldn't quite believe them.
However, she absolutely could not let Gu Chengyin discover these little thoughts of hers.
Otherwise, this man would definitely think she was lovesick again and would try to keep his distance.
She didn't want that at all.
Gu Chengyin had merely called her Lord Jingzhe once, and it had almost made her explode with anger.
If they truly kept their distance and he didn't even allow them to cuddle...
She would go crazy.
Lin Qingyan took a deep breath, suppressing all these messy thoughts.
Then, she lifted her head from his embrace again and asked tentatively:
"Then... I want to try it right now."
Gu Chengyin blinked.
Now?
He looked out the window.
The sunlight was bright, and the convoy was on the move.
There were people all around them. Although the Heavenly Master Mansion's carriage was spacious and had a soundproofing array, it was ultimately just a simplified version. It was impossible to completely isolate their auras like the Meditation Pagoda could.
If he circulated the Qingyun Art here, the people outside would probably notice it.
After all, this was a top-tier Heaven-grade cultivation method; every single trace of it was immortal energy containing the Great Dao.
Lin Qingyan seemed to know what Gu Chengyin was worried about.
She suddenly leaned in close, her lips almost touching his ear, her voice very soft:
"Chengcheng, you actually don't need to release your aura outwardly."
Lin Qingyan's warm breath brushed against his ear, carrying a faint, cool fragrance.
"You just need to circulate it internally, and then let me enter."
Gu Chengyin froze.
These words...
He understood what Lin Qingyan meant.
To comprehend the Immortal Dao, she didn't need him to release his aura; she only needed him to circulate the Qingyun Art.
Then, Lin Qingyan would use her own divine sense to perceive, touch, and comprehend it.
This way could indeed prevent the immortal energy from leaking out, ensuring the people outside wouldn't notice.
But...
Why did it sound so weird?
What did she mean by just let me enter?
Enter how?
Enter from where?
Gu Chengyin's thoughts involuntarily drifted to certain inappropriate places.
He hurriedly shook his head, suppressing those messy thoughts.
But as Lin Qingyan looked at Gu Chengyin's reaction, a trace of sly amusement flashed in her eyes.
So he had no desire for her, huh? He was only moved but not emotionally invested, right?
Then she would tease him every single day and see just how long he could remain unperturbed with her in his arms.
"Chengcheng? What are you thinking about?"
Gu Chengyin's face stiffened for a rare moment.
He looked at Lin Qingyan's innocent-looking eyes, momentarily unsure if this fairy was doing it on purpose.
Or if it was just an accident.
Gu Chengyin took a deep breath, making his expression return to normal.
"Nothing. We'll do as you say, Auntie."
Lin Qingyan looked at him, the smile in her eyes deepening.
She didn't tease him any further, merely nodding gently.
"Okay."
She sat up from his embrace and straightened her posture.
Gu Chengyin also sat up straight, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the Qingyun Art.
He opened his hands, palms facing up, and rested them on his knees.
Spiritual energy slowly flowed, running along his meridians.
This was a very gentle state, not turbulent, not radiating outward, just slowly flowing inside him like a small stream in the spring.
Lin Qingyan then placed her hands on Gu Chengyin's open palms.
Then, her divine sense slowly extended, approaching Gu Chengyin through the palms of his hands.
It was a very wondrous feeling.
It wasn't touching, nor was it invading; it was merging.
Like two streams blending into one at the intersection of their palms.
Lin Qingyan could feel the trajectory of the spiritual energy circulating within Gu Chengyin's body, and she could sense the fluctuations of that immortal energy.
She could feel that rhythm resonating with the Heavenly Dao.
This was the complete Immortal Dao.
Lin Qingyan immersed herself in it, forgetting the time, forgetting the space, and forgetting everything outside.
Meanwhile, Gu Chengyin maintained the circulation of his spiritual energy.
He could feel Lin Qingyan's divine sense intertwining with his own.
It was very subtle, he didn't feel spied upon or invaded, but rather enveloped.
It was like a pool of warm, soft water wrapping around his entire being.
The patrol convoy continued to move forward.
The carriage wheels rumbled, crushing the gravel on the official road.
Sunlight spilled in through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled shadows inside the carriage.
The two sat facing each other with their eyes closed, immersed in the rhythm of the Immortal Dao.
No one spoke, and there was no need to speak.
In this moment, words were superfluous.
There was only the flow of spiritual energy, the blending of divine senses, and two hearts...
Silently drawing closer.
An unknown amount of time passed.
Lin Qingyan slowly opened her eyes.
There was something more in her eyes.
It looked like enlightenment, or perhaps a deep settling of the soul.
It looked like a harvest, or perhaps pure satisfaction.
She looked at Gu Chengyin opposite her, looking at his still-closed eyes.
Suddenly, she leaned in.
And planted a light kiss on Gu Chengyin's lips.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
