Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Xu Ming turned around, and a woman with a light veil over her face was gazing at him.

The woman was dressed in pure white. As the breeze swept by, her clothes fluttered, outlining her graceful figure. Her elegant silhouette was like a lotus emerging from water, her beauty ethereal and elusive. Her aura was cold and distant, her face as delicate as a hibiscus flower, her brows like willow leaves, her skin white as snow, her teeth like pearls. Her nose was high and straight, and her posture exuded an air of divinity. She wore silver earrings, and her black hair swayed with the wind, each strand as smooth as the willow branches by the lakeside.

Even though her face was concealed by the veil, leaving only her clear eyes and fair forehead visible, Xu Ming could tell from just this small glimpse that she was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

Although many years had passed since their last encounter, Xu Ming recognized her instantly.

She was, after all, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, both in his past life and in this one before the age of six. The impact of her beauty back then was simply too overwhelming.

In his previous life, not even the most dazzling internet personalities or dancers he had ever seen could compare to her. From a certain perspective, she was his childhood goddess.

Even now, more than a decade later, the memory of her beauty remained vivid in his mind.

“Junior greets Senior Wangxuan,” Xu Ming stepped forward, cupping his hands in a respectful salute.

Wangxuan nodded, her gaze falling on the young man before her who had grown into adulthood. “When I first met you, I sensed that you were different—full of potential and unlike ordinary children.

However, it was unfortunate that your spiritual veins were severed at the time, leaving you unable to cultivate.

To think that in just ten short years, you have reached the Sea Observation Realm.”

Xu Ming smiled modestly. “It was merely a stroke of luck and a few fortunate opportunities.”

Wangxuan neither agreed nor disagreed.

She didn’t think Xu Ming was being overly humble. His current accomplishments required extraordinary opportunities, without which he wouldn’t have even embarked on the path of cultivation, let alone achieved the Sea Observation realm at such a young age.

“Would Senior Wangxuan like to come in for a while?” Xu Ming asked.

Wangxuan glanced at him and said nothing, walking directly into the courtyard.

She gently adjusted her long skirt before sitting down on a stone bench in the yard.

The fabric of her dress hugged her full, rounded figure as she sat upright on the bench, her curves accentuated. It was as if she had stepped out of a manhua, entirely different from Qin Qingwan or Mo Zhuer.

Wangxuan had the allure of a mature, graceful woman—a charm that carried a unique, devastating appeal.

Xu Ming quickly averted his gaze, lest he appear disrespectful.

However, no matter how quickly he looked away, Wangxuan had already noticed.

But she didn’t mind.

She had long since grown accustomed to men looking at her this way.

If she had killed every man who gazed at her with such eyes, she would have lost count of the lives she’d taken.

“I’ve already heard everything about your experiences in the Baiwa Secret Realm from Qingwan,” Wangxuan said, her calm eyes meeting Xu Ming’s. “You’ve done remarkably well. If it had been me at your age, I would have perished under such tribulation long ago.”

Xu Ming shook his head. “To receive your praise is an honor, Senior. However, the credit doesn’t belong to me—it belongs to Qingwan. Without her, I wouldn’t have survived that lightning tribulation.”

He poured tea into a clean cup and offered it to Wangxuan. “In fact, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you, Senior.”

“Speak freely,” Wangxuan replied calmly.

Xu Ming hesitated before continuing, “In the Baiwa Secret Realm, Qingwan helped me by spitting out a lotus flower and transferring it into my mouth. I know that lotus flower is incredibly important to her. Yet, no matter how much I’ve asked, Qingwan always brushes it off with a smile, saying it’s nothing significant.

“I always feel that Qingwan is hiding something from me. Regarding that lotus flower, I wonder if Senior can shed some light on it?”

Wangxuan closed her eyes as if deep in thought.

After three breaths, she slowly opened her mouth and said, “The lotus Qingwan gave you has a simple name—’Dao Lotus.’ This Dao Lotus is a unique spiritual treasure of our Tianxuan Sect.

The Dao Lotus absorbs the essence of the sun and moon and is nourished by the energy of the Dao itself. It takes a thousand years to sprout, a thousand years to bloom, and a thousand years to mature.

Ten years ago, the reason I returned with Qingwan in such haste was that the Dao Lotus was about to mature. New disciples of the sect were allowed to participate in trials to compete for it.

In the end, Qingwan was the one who claimed it.

I planted the Dao Lotus in Qingwan’s body.

While cultivating, Qingwan also nurtured the Dao Lotus. Her innate sacred physique is a perfect match for it. With the Dao Lotus, Qingwan could enhance her connection to the Dao, efficiently absorb external spiritual energy, and make future breakthroughs smoother. The quality of her cultivation would also far surpass that of others.

Furthermore, when Qingwan reached the Jade Purity Realm, the Dao Lotus would evolve into her life-bound magical treasure. As her strength grew and her understanding of the Dao deepened, this life-bound treasure would continue to evolve. When Qingwan eventually reached the Immortal Realm, this treasure could even ascend to the level of an immortal weapon.

You’re a cultivator yourself, so you must understand the unparalleled value of an immortal weapon nurtured by one’s own essence compared to other immortal weapons.

However, by giving you the Dao Lotus, Qingwan has damaged her own path to the Dao.

Her current closed-door cultivation is precisely to stabilize her realm. If she fails to do so, it may be impossible for her to advance to the Fifth Realm in this lifetime.”

Xu Ming was silent.

Wangxuan looked at him and continued, “I’m telling you this not to blame you. This was Qingwan’s decision, and you bear no responsibility. I have no right to reproach you for it.

On the contrary, I’m here to thank you. When you left the Baiwa Secret Realm, you transmitted Qingwan to safety. Otherwise, in her weakened state, had she encountered the Black God Sect again, she likely wouldn’t have survived.”

“Senior, you overestimate me. It was merely what I should have done,” Xu Ming replied, shaking his head.

Wangxuan studied him carefully.

“So, my visit today is not to hold you accountable. I was simply curious about the person Qingwan holds so dearly in her heart.

Now that I’ve seen her childhood companion, it seems he is indeed not too bad.”

Xu Ming thought for a moment and asked, “Senior, is there any way to remedy this situation?”

Wangxuan’s gaze grew serious as she replied, “There is a way to fix it, but with your current abilities, you’re still far from capable of achieving it.”

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