Longevity: After Six Thousand Years, The Diary Was Exposed - Chapter 67 - Chapter 67 – I Admit, He Does Have Some Charm!

Once again, it was time to reveal the diary of the Immortal Emperor.

Cultivators across the world had long since gotten used to this ritual—every ten days, unless someone was in secluded cultivation, they would prepare their melon snacks and stools early.

Watching the diary with fellow cultivators, sipping a few drinks—it was pure bliss!

The light screen of the Tianji Pavilion’s transmission array lit up, and lines of handwriting began to slowly emerge.

Immortal Emperor’s Diary, Page 33:

[Liuyun Mountain Range… another half a year has passed…]

[Time really flies!]

[Can’t stay any longer, I have to leave. Over the past six months, the Red Sun Deers in the mountains have become fewer and fewer; most of the spirit beast milk has been milked dry, and many beasts have fled, leaving their homes behind.]

[Ruoyu and I have found a good number of spiritual herbs—some of pretty high quality—and refined quite a few pills. It’s time we moved on.]

[Though… farewells are always bittersweet.]

[Every time I mention it to Ruoyu, she has this reluctant look on her face. Sigh, this damn charm of mine—it just drives people wild.]

[But!]

[I still consoled Ruoyu: You’re a Saintess! You carry the future and honor of your Holy Land. How can you indulge in worldly desires? Hard cultivation is the true path!]

[She was finally persuaded. We packed up briefly and left the cave we’d lived in for nearly a year.]

[Ruoyu asked if I wanted to return to the Holy Land with her.]

[With her protection, getting into the Holy Land wouldn’t be difficult. I wouldn’t have to wander alone anymore, and resources would come to me. Most importantly, we could be together often.]

[Honestly… I was a little tempted.]

[But after careful thought, I declined. As a transmigrator with infinite lifespan and the ability to cultivate through dreams, that’s my biggest secret. Joining a faction doesn’t benefit me much—it would just tie me down.]

[Besides, the secret of Mount Cangwu still haunts me like a thorn in my throat. This isn’t the time to join anyone.]

[Three days later, we returned to Liuyun City.]

[We wandered the city for a few more days, like ordinary people—shopping, eating, carefree and relaxed.]

[In the city, we also heard that the Wu family of Central Region had gone mad after something happened to Wu Qing. They’re frantically investigating everywhere…]

[Heh. Not like they’ll trace it back to me. Let them go wild.]

[A few days later, I escorted Ruoyu back to the Holy Land.]

[Ruoyu didn’t want to leave. No matter what I said, she just wouldn’t go. I coaxed her for a long time, finally promising to visit whenever I could. Only then did I slowly make my way down the mountain.]

[Only then did I realize that even in the cultivation world, even the Saintess is just like an ordinary person in matters of affection—she’s a lovebrain too.]

[Ah, it’s mainly because of my damn charm…]

And with that, the diary entry ended.

It didn’t reveal much in terms of cultivation techniques, and didn’t have much to do with Dao either.

Yet everyone read it with great interest.

Especially those who had close ties to the Immortal Emperor.

All across the cultivation world, people were munching on melon seeds while discussing excitedly with their fellow Daoists.

“Hahaha…”

“The Immortal Emperor’s charm is terrifying—almost on par with mine!”

“To make a Saintess so obsessed—that’s terrifying!”

“Hmph, the Emperor’s talents are far beyond what you and I could ever compare to.”

“What’s this ‘love brain’ thing? Some kind of enlightenment?”

“When will I ever have that kind of charm? To make a Saintess fall for me… I’m tired of wandering around alone. Being a rogue cultivator is just too lonely!”

“First, you’ve got to be a transmigrator. Then, attain immortality. Oh—and master the dream cultivation technique.”

“…Anyone up for a search party to find the Transmigrator Longevity Grass?”

“Like it’s that easy to find! All the major powers have sent people to scour famous mountains and ancient immortal ruins—has anyone ever actually found one?”

…

Jade Pool Holy Land.

Inside a grand and ancient hall…

The elders, who were reading the diary, looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

After a brief silence—they began whispering among themselves.

“Who would’ve thought… so this is what our Holy Lord is really like…”

“Unbelievable, truly.”

“That contrast is just too much! I thought the Saintess was all pure-hearted and detached… but it turns out she’s also someone who loves deeply!”

“Good thing the Immortal Emperor is righteous and wise. Otherwise, if our Saintess had fallen for love and lost herself back then, wouldn’t our Holy Land have missed out on a once-in-a-generation genius?”

“If you put it that way, it’s actually true!”

“Is the Immortal Emperor’s charm really that terrifying? Even someone as exceptionally talented as the Holy Lord ended up completely bewitched.”

“Sigh, who hasn’t been young before? Back in the day, I too was the heartthrob of thousands of young married women…”

The Grand Elder Wei Yuan took a deep breath, speaking with some emotion.

All the elders burst into laughter.

Then the Grand Elder seemed to remember something, lightly coughed, and got everyone to quiet down before saying: “Enough with this nonsense!”

“We should hurry up and analyze any valuable information this diary entry has revealed!”

“For example—what exactly is this ‘love brain’?”

The elders all nodded repeatedly and began sharing their own interpretations—opinions were all over the place.

But they all agreed on one thing: it most likely had nothing to do with cultivation.

Quite a few also sighed with emotion, wondering—if the Immortal Emperor had agreed to join Jade Pool Holy Land back then, what would things look like today?

Meanwhile, atop the sacred peak of the Holy Land, at the center of a jade-green lake, Yuan Ruoyu stood on a lotus platform.

Her eyes widened in anger.

Looking at the diary’s contents, Yuan Ruoyu ground her teeth and said, “That scoundrel actually dared to write this!”

“When have I ever been obsessed with men? Don’t think you can just write whatever you want in your diary!”

In her heart, she made up her mind: Next time she saw Lin Feng, she’d definitely make him pay!

“Hmph! ‘Damn charm’ my foot!”

“I remember the first time we met, his eyes were practically drooling.”

To be honest, Yuan Ruoyu hadn’t had a great impression of Lin Feng when they first met.

His cultivation wasn’t high, and he came from some small sect. Other than his handsome face and decent physique, there really wasn’t much about him that she admired.

Only through chance encounters and spending time together did she slowly discover Lin Feng’s merits.

He often had wildly imaginative ideas that opened one’s eyes.

…

Liyue Immortal Dynasty.

Inside a spiritual spring bath.

Ye Qingge and Qingdai were bathing together, one human and one demon. Both were sipping milk tea and nibbling on snacks.

The projected light screen showing the diary hovered not far away.

Qingdai frowned slightly and asked curiously, “Is he really that charming?”

She began to ponder silently.

Based on her brief encounter with Lin Feng, he didn’t seem like that kind of person at all.

He was so rough and not gentle in the slightest…

Yet, when Qingdai thought about it carefully, she realized she couldn’t stop recalling that moment again and again.

Over the thousands of years, she felt like she was already very familiar with Lin Feng.

It was as if they had known each other for a long, long time. She even caught herself fantasizing about what kind of person he was…

What sort of past he had, what experiences shaped him.

She had subconsciously built up an image of Lin Feng in her heart.

Ye Qingge was silent for a while before letting out a cold snort and saying, “I admit, he does have a bit of charm…”

“But!”

“I’m not like Yuan Ruoyu, lowering myself that much. Let’s put it this way: every time we part, he’s the one begging me to stay!”

She added another line:

“No matter when it is, I’m always the one in control. I’m not going to lower myself like Yuan Ruoyu did!”

“Men—once you give them an inch, they take a mile!”

Qingdai listened with great interest and asked excitedly, “Then how did you two meet? How did you end up together?”

“Well…”

Just then, the light screen updated with a new diary entry.

Ye Qingge quietly let out a sigh of relief and quickly said, “I’ll tell you next time when there’s more time. For now, let’s read the diary!”

“Alright then!”

Qingdai immediately turned her attention back to the newly released diary entry.