Chapter 188: Unaware of Romantic Gestures! The Frustrated Immortal Half Dream!

Chapter 188: Unaware of Romantic Gestures! The Frustrated Immortal Half Dream!

Outside the city of Heavenly Fortune, a massive flying boat over a hundred zhang in size hovered in the air.

Occasionally, small groups of figures would arrive and board the boat, waiting to depart.

At this moment, on the flying boat, many of the young Celestial Talents from yesterday's Qilin Mansion were gathered, discussing their early departure.

"The Heavenly suppression has only just lifted, and those dark cultists have already emerged. It seems the situation is not looking good."

"Tsk, it's the same every ten thousand years. We should be more careful in the future; those guys are extremely sinister."

"Yes, I heard from the elders in my clan that those people specifically target Celestial Talents, corrupting them and turning them into their own kind, dragging them into the forbidden zone."

"Is that so? If it means eternal life, even joining the dark..."

"Shh! Quiet!"

The news of the dark cultists' emergence made many in the crowd uneasy.

Most of them came from influential families and had some knowledge about the Dark Forbidden Zone.

But this was the first time they had actually encountered it.

Some were apprehensive, some curious, and some were even extremely interested in the so-called eternal life.

"The Liu Clan is holding a birthday banquet, and coincidentally, the dark cultists are also active nearby."

"Do you think those cultists are targeting the Liu Clan?"

A young Celestial Talent spoke up thoughtfully.

"Impossible."

Chu Ze, among the crowd, shook his head and said with certainty, "The Liu Clan resides in a small world, and the World Seal can easily detect the dark aura."

"Once a dark cultist intrudes, the Liu Clan will immediately discover and capture them."

Feng Ling, standing nearby, nodded in agreement, "Chu brother is right."

"With the World Seal in place, those rats won't be able to take a single step further. Even if, hypothetically, a cultist managed to break into the Liu Clan, would we be afraid?"

Feng Ling coldly smiled and said, "This time, the Liu Clan's birthday banquet has invited a wide range of Great Powers, and the number of attendees is countless."

"Even if many cultists go, it would only be a futile attempt. There's no need for concern."

Hearing this, the crowd finally relaxed, and the atmosphere became slightly more lively.

But just then, commotion erupted at the entrance of the flying boat.

Everyone focused their attention, and upon seeing the person, their faces slightly changed.

...

"Greetings, Brother Su. Your talent yesterday left me in awe."

"Haha, I didn't expect Brother Su to be going to the Liu Clan as well. It's a fortunate coincidence."

As soon as Su Changqing stepped onto the flying boat, many people gathered around, greeting him enthusiastically.

Most of them were the Celestial Talents from yesterday's courtyard, who had witnessed Su Changqing's terrifying abilities.

Although many still held grudges, even more were secretly impressed.

A Celestial Talent with two Entry-level Four Arts was certainly worth getting to know.

Su Changqing was also surprised by this, but after yesterday's events, he kept a respectful distance from these people.

After some polite exchanges, he found an inconspicuous corner and quietly waited.

"Hmph!"

Chu Ze, Feng Ling, and the others saw this and coldly snorted, their faces turning gloomy.

Su Changqing's rise to prominence had come at their expense, so it was no surprise they weren't happy.

"Don't worry, brothers," a Celestial Talent said with a cold laugh. "The banquet has just begun; there's still time to regain our lost face."

"Do you all have the gifts given by your clans?"

"With your status and influence, can't you suppress a mere disciple from some unknown small Immortal Sect?"

"When the time comes, present your gifts first, and then let Su Changqing's meager offering follow. At that moment..."

Before this person could finish, Chu Ze and Feng Ling's eyes lit up.

...

In the corner.

Su Changqing had originally intended to wait quietly for departure.

But an unexpected visitor once again drew everyone's attention to him.

"Brother Su."

"Do you mind if I sit here?" asked Immortal Half Dream, wearing a purple gown, her graceful figure and exquisite beauty captivating.

"Miss Dream, a beauty is a source of jealousy and trouble. I've already suffered once because of this."

Upon seeing the visitor, Su Changqing felt a headache coming on.

He could already sense the piercing gazes like needles piercing his back.

"Am I that annoying?" Immortal Half Dream pouted, her eyes filled with resentment.

Jin'er, sitting next to her, also looked at Su Changqing strangely. In her life, she had never seen anyone reject her mistress.

"Miss Dream, please don't misunderstand," Su Changqing said helplessly. "Having a beauty by your side is indeed a delightful sight."

"But it's hard to bear the burden of a beauty's favor. Do you understand, Miss?"

As he spoke, Su Changqing gestured to the surrounding Celestial Talents, whose eyes were turning red.

"Pfft."

Seeing Su Changqing's helpless expression, Immortal Half Dream let out a light laugh, her words blooming like a hundred flowers, "Brother Su is truly a fascinating person. Yesterday, you dominated with your skills and left with a carefree smile, but today, you fear a mere weak woman."

"Don't worry, I came here to thank you for your poem yesterday."

Although the poem was only half-finished, its aftertaste lingered, leaving her heart filled with admiration.

Such a precious gift deserved a proper expression of gratitude from Immortal Half Dream.

"Miss Dream, you're too kind. Consider the poem as my payment for the wine."

Su Changqing smiled, then fell silent, his gaze turning towards the window.

As for Immortal Half Dream, he couldn't say whether he liked her or not. He merely treated her as a passing acquaintance.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be more than happy to make a new friend, but Immortal Half Dream...

Just as he said, a beautiful woman could bring disaster, and since he had no desire to pursue her, it was natural for him to keep his distance and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Seeing Su Changqing's attitude, Immortal Half Dream bit her red lips, and a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.

She rarely felt attracted to someone, but she hadn't expected the other party to be so distant.

"Could it be that my charm has diminished?"

Immortal Half Dream started to doubt herself, but when she saw the fervent gazes around her, her doubts instantly vanished.

"Is this what it feels like to be rejected?"

For the first time, Immortal Half Dream experienced rejection in front of a man, and a stubborn glint appeared in her eyes.

Since she had taken a liking to this man, she naturally couldn't give up so easily.

It wasn't just because of the threat of the Enchanting Immortal Body, but also because she was genuinely curious about the man before her.

"Su Gongzi, your calligraphy is unparalleled. May I ask if you can teach a young lady like me?"

Immortal Half Dream broke the silence and proactively initiated a conversation, saying with a smile, "My calligraphy has reached the peak of 'Skill' for many years, but I've never been able to break through. Su Xiong, can you please guide me?"

At this moment, the flying boat had already set sail, and although the people present seemed not to be paying attention to Immortal Half Dream, their ears were perked up.

Hearing the renowned Dream Fairy actively seeking a topic of conversation and asking Su Changqing to teach her calligraphy, the celestial talents in the room were so envious that their eyes turned red.

However, to everyone's surprise, Su Changqing only smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Meng."

"With my meager cultivation, I wouldn't want to mislead a disciple."

Su Changqing was also feeling a bit troubled at this moment, wondering why they hadn't left yet. He really didn't want to cause any trouble.

The onlookers, who had been paying close attention, widened their eyes in disbelief.

"I..."

Immortal Half Dream's pretty face turned slightly red from the rejection, but her stubbornness intensified.

She flipped her palm and took out an ancient-looking book, placing it on the table.

Jin'er wanted to say something but hesitated, only to be interrupted by Immortal Half Dream.

She turned to Su Changqing and spoke again, "A volume of the Immortal Spirit Sect's divine technique, the Soul Devouring Art, please teach it to me, Su Xiong!"

Su Changqing took a glance and, deciding not to pretend anymore, shook his head. "I won't teach it."

A small cultivation method of the Divine Spirit Realm, and in exchange, he would face the hostility and trouble from many people. He wasn't going to take a small gain and suffer a big loss.

"Su Xiong, are you sure?"

Immortal Half Dream was so amused that she laughed, "Our sect's technique for controlling spirits is the best in the world. This Soul Devouring Art's speed of recovery and spirit power absorption is unmatched by any other technique."

"Su Xiong, are you sure you don't want to make this deal?"

Su Changqing was taken aback when he heard this, "It's that powerful?"

At this moment, the celestial talents nearby were so jealous that their eyes turned red.

Zhou Yu, who was accompanying them, quickly transmitted a sound message, "Teach it, Su Xiong!"

"Dream Fairy is telling the truth. That Soul Devouring Art is one of a kind; you can't even find it if you want to!"

The Immortal Spirit Sect was the sect with the most renowned spirit-controlling techniques.

It was rumored that the Immortal Spirit Emperor was one of the Three Pure Ones, a legendary Dao Supreme, and his spirit-controlling techniques were incredibly profound.

This Soul Devouring Art had no grade or tier, and while it might not be of much help to some Great Powers, for a Divine Spirit Realm cultivator, it was comparable to a divine secret technique!

"Just teaching me calligraphy to the level of intent is enough?"

After learning of the value of this secret technique, Su Changqing looked at Immortal Half Dream with some uncertainty.

"Su Xiong, are you afraid I'll take advantage of you?"

Seeing Su Changqing's cautiousness, Immortal Half Dream felt a mix of anger and amusement.

She had never thought that one day, she would resort to such means to approach a man.

"Alright!"

Su Changqing's expression suddenly became very serious as he said, "I'll do my best to help you break through the intent level of calligraphy as soon as possible."

Since he had accepted the other party's item, he had to take responsibility to the end.

In a transaction, what mattered most was trust, and this was something Su Changqing valued greatly.

"This Su Changqing..."

Seeing Su Changqing's attitude, Immortal Half Dream weakly caressed her forehead with her fair hand.

He was really treating this as a transaction, but her ambitions lay elsewhere!

"Dream Fairy..."

"Just call me Half Dream. It's too formal to call me 'Fairy'."

"Alright, Half Dream, you start writing first."

"Put away the 'Fairy'! Just call me Half Dream!"

Immortal Half Dream clenched her fair hand into a small fist, and the blue veins on her white forehead became slightly visible.

She was usually very composed, but today, she was exceptionally angry.

Fairy! Fairy! Was it necessary to be so formal?

Seeing the stunned gazes around her, Immortal Half Dream finally snapped out of it and lightly waved her wide sleeve, her divine aura enveloping and concealing this place.

"It's true that practicing calligraphy requires some quietness."

Su Changqing didn't mind and nodded, then said seriously, "First, write something casually, and I'll take a look."

As a teacher for the first time, Su Changqing was not careless and subconsciously imitated the teachings of the Confucius Teacher.

Strict, serious, and meticulous.

Immortal Half Dream nodded, took out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and lightly stroked her sleeve before dipping the brush and starting to write.

She claimed to be practicing calligraphy, but her true intention was to spend more time with Su Changqing.

So, as she practiced, she smiled gently and said, "Brother Su, I was wondering..."

"Shut up!"

Xian Banmeng: "..."

Su Changqing's expression turned serious. "Practicing calligraphy is also about training the mind. If your mind is not focused, how can you expect to write well?"

"Write it again!"

Xian Banmeng gripped the brush tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She glanced at Su Changqing, her teeth grinding as her heart sank with frustration.

This guy was so clueless about her intentions.

"I'll write it again."

Xian Banmeng, who was always treated like a fairy by countless geniuses and praised for everything, now felt like a primary school student as she earnestly practiced her calligraphy.

But even so, Su Changqing remained dissatisfied throughout the following period.

"I've told you many times, when you put the brush down, there should be a sense of divinity. Divinity arises from the heart, and intent is born from divinity. Why can't you grasp this?"

"You're pressing down too hard. I told you to focus, not to use brute force."

"That's not right either. How did you reach the peak of skill in calligraphy?"

Su Changqing, in his first role as a teacher, felt anxious for Xian Banmeng, who seemed to need ten repetitions to understand a single sentence.

Was it that difficult?

He remembered that when his teacher explained something once, he grasped it immediately, and after practicing three to five times, he mastered it.

These were all simple things, yet Xian Banmeng couldn't seem to learn them.

"Su Changqing!"

Hearing Su Changqing's exasperated tone, and seeing his gaze that seemed to regard her as a fool, Xian Banmeng's usually ethereal and spirited demeanor crumbled, and she exclaimed in frustration:

"What's that look in your eyes? Am I really that stupid?"

"Yes," Su Changqing nodded seriously.

"You..."

Xian Banmeng's face flushed with anger, and she retorted, "Of course it's easy for you since your calligraphy has reached the level of Dao Entry."

"I don't believe that when you first started, you could master this technique in just over ten tries!"

Su Changqing wanted to say something but stopped, fearing that the truth would be too discouraging for Xian Banmeng.

But seeing her unyielding gaze, he sighed in exasperation, "I entered the Dao Entry level three months after I first picked up a brush."

"As for you..."

"I've never seen anyone as slow as you."

Xian Banmeng's mouth hung open in disbelief as she stared at Su Changqing.

Although it was just a hobby and not her main pursuit, she had immersed herself in calligraphy for over a decade.

After more than ten years, her calligraphy had just reached the peak of skill.

But Su Changqing did it in three months?

"Are you making fun of me?" Xian Banmeng asked in disbelief.

"Sigh..."

Su Changqing let out a sigh at her reaction. "Is it really that difficult?"

He had thought that helping Xian Banmeng enter the realm of calligraphy wouldn't be too challenging.

But now it seemed like it would take some time.

Meanwhile, Xian Banmeng, who was once hailed as a genius, fell into a long silence.

Through Su Changqing, she experienced how ordinary people felt in her presence.

"Don't look down on me. I'll learn it soon enough!"

Determination flashed in Xian Banmeng's eyes, and she held the brush, lowering her head to practice diligently.

...

Time flew by, and a day passed. The flying boat arrived at the entrance to the Liu Clan's space on the day of the birthday banquet.

During this day, the numerous geniuses on the boat couldn't help but glance at the corner enveloped in radiant light from time to time, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

With a group of young men and women confined together for so long...

What were they doing? What were they talking about? Was Dream Fairy about to be taken off the market?

One guess after another tormented them like a cat's claws scratching their hearts, making them restless.

"Hehe, it seems Miss has found her match."

Only Jin'er seemed delighted.

As long as Miss found a suitable partner, her immortal body's hidden ailment would be completely healed, and she would soar to new heights!

Just as Jin'er secretly rejoiced, the divine aura barrier beside her dissipated.

Xian Banmeng emerged, looking exhausted and somewhat disillusioned with life.

"Miss."

Jin'er glanced at Su Changqing and whispered with a smile, "Did you get him?"

Xian Banmeng's mouth twitched, and she looked at her trembling right hand, a faint black line appearing on her forehead.

No one would believe it if she told them, but she had practiced calligraphy inside for an entire day and night.

Su Changqing's strictness surpassed even her mother's.

"Hey."

Su Changqing turned to Xian Banmeng, furrowing his brows and sighing, "Forget it, just take your time and learn."

"I..."

Hearing Su Changqing's tone, which implied that she was hopeless, Xian Banmeng's exquisite face flushed with shame and anger.

"Don't look down on me. When we reach the Liu Clan, I'll continue learning from you!"

Xian Banmeng had been discouraged by Su Changqing, but her stubbornness rose to the surface.

She was determined to make him see her in a new light!

"Once we arrive at the Liu Clan, don't follow me anymore."

As he looked out the window at the approaching Liu Clan, Su Changqing's back straightened, and the gentle demeanor of a scholar in his eyes gradually turned sharp.

"Why?"

"Aren't we all here to celebrate the birthday?" Xian Banmeng asked, puzzled, looking at Su Changqing.

"You're right, you're here to celebrate the birthday."

Su Changqing smiled and, sensing the aura of Wu Jiuling from within the Liu Clan, spoke calmly:

"But I'm here to crash the party!"

(End of Chapter)

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