After returning home, Su Qianqian used the excuse of being tired from playing to head back to her room early.
She tried her best to act normal in front of her sister and parents, but the moment she entered her room, Su Qianqian began to pace nervously all over.
“Why on earth did Lin Muxue suddenly show up here? Is she here to catch me? No way, logically speaking, once reincarnation succeeds, all karmic ties should be severed. There’s no way she could’ve tracked me down…”
Clutching the hem of her clothes tightly, Su Qianqian paced back and forth in her room, racking her brains.
If this Sword Sect Leader wasn’t here to catch her, why would she come all the way to such a remote place?
After thinking so hard her head was about to start smoking, Su Qianqian flopped onto her bed and gave up thinking.
“Forget it. Since she didn’t just chop me down or drag me away on the spot, she probably hasn’t discovered my true identity. Besides, with Muxue’s temperament, she’d never do anything extreme. The most important thing is that she’s easy to fool. Thank goodness it wasn’t one of those other people who came…”
At this thought, Su Qianqian finally felt somewhat relieved.
After all, Lin Muxue was rational and calm by nature.
Even if she was here to find her, she probably wouldn’t do anything over the top… probably.
Lying on her stomach on the bed, Su Qianqian started to worry about something else: “She said she wanted to take Lingling as her disciple. This really is a golden opportunity. If Lingling becomes Lin Muxue’s disciple, her future will be limitless. And with Muxue watching over her, I don’t need to worry she’ll be led astray.”
“But time passes differently in cultivation. Who knows how many years it’ll be once Lingling leaves? For Lingling’s future, Father and Mother would surely agree, but it’s still too cruel for them…”
Su Qianqian’s thoughts were a mess. She was reluctant to part with Lingling, but she also wanted Su Lingling to have a better future.
After all, if she herself taught Su Lingling to cultivate, they’d lack a ton of resources.
Money, techniques, territory, and companions—all start with money…
As her thoughts drifted, Su Qianqian’s breathing grew steady.
Even though she’d already reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, she still kept the habit of sleeping.
She hadn’t used her brain in so long; as soon as she did, she fell asleep right away.
The next morning, a gentle breeze blew.
The morning wind was cool and fresh, rustling the leaves, and the birds in the trees were woken, chirping noisily and disturbing sweet dreams.
“Uwaa~ What time is it? Isn’t it breakfast time? Feels like I forgot something…” Just awake, Su Qianqian was still a bit dazed.
After casually slipping on her shoes, she headed out for breakfast.
In this crisp morning air, Su Qianqian yawned her way to the dining area, sitting down to eat the breakfast that had already been prepared.
As Su Qianqian ate her breakfast at a leisurely pace, Su Lingling came running over, shouting, “The pretty big sister from yesterday is here! She said she wants to meet Father and Mother!”
Hearing Su Lingling’s shout, Su Qianqian’s memory suddenly kicked back in, and she froze—she’d forgotten this important matter!
“Where is she now?”
“She’s waiting at the door. Sis, what do you think she wants? She’s not here to scam us, right?” As she spoke, Su Lingling covered her mouth with her hand, putting on a shocked expression.
Su Qianqian’s face darkened. With Lin Muxue’s Divine Sense, she could probably see everything happening here as clear as day.
For her to overhear people suspecting her motives—well, it wasn’t really a big deal, she supposed.
“Stop overthinking it. She told me yesterday she’d be coming today for something important. Father should be at home, right? Go find them. I’ll go greet our guest first.”
Su Qianqian rubbed her little sister’s head, sending her off to fetch their parents.
“Did you two talk about something yesterday? Why don’t I remember?” Su Lingling was puzzled.
Did she misremember? But she didn’t dwell on it, and obediently went to look for their parents.
Su Qianqian walked quickly to the door and found Lin Muxue quietly waiting there.
When Lin Muxue saw Su Qianqian come over, a trace of surprise flickered in her eyes at the sight of her current appearance.
Su Qianqian looked completely different from yesterday.
Having just gotten up, her hair was messy, her clothes—since she’d gone straight to sleep last night—were wrinkled, and there were even some crumbs by her lips from breakfast.
But Su Qianqian was used to being this laid-back and didn’t feel anything was amiss.
“Please, come in. I’ve asked Lingling to fetch our parents. We can talk details later.”
Lin Muxue nodded gently and followed behind Su Qianqian, almost unable to resist the urge to tidy up this disheveled girl before her.
Walking ahead, Su Qianqian’s memories slowly stirred with Lin Muxue’s arrival.
Suddenly, she remembered that Lin Muxue seemed to have a bit of an obsession with neatness?
She glanced at her own messy state and scratched her head.
“Please have a seat here for a moment. I just got up and need to get myself together first.” With that, Su Qianqian hurried back to her room.
Lin Muxue watched Su Qianqian hasten away to fix herself, a glint flashing briefly in her eyes…
Back in her room, Su Qianqian ran into some trouble:
“That’s weird, where did I put my clothes?”
“My hair’s so hard to manage, hiss—it hurts a little.”
By the time Su Qianqian finally managed to get herself presentable and hurried back, Su Changfeng and Lin Qingyao were just starting to talk with Lin Muxue.
“You want to take my daughter as your disciple? Sorry, but we have no intention of letting our daughter become a Daoist at a Daoist temple.”
“Not a Daoist. I want to take her to my Sect to cultivate.” Lin Muxue explained earnestly.
Su Lingling’s eyes sparkled with excitement, but Su Changfeng and Lin Qingyao exchanged a look, already certain this pretty girl had read too many novels and was now fantasizing.
They began politely seeing her off.
Lin Muxue looked awkward, but didn’t know how to keep explaining.
Su Qianqian, having just arrived, rubbed her temples.
Lin Muxue was just as she used to be—seriously explaining cultivation to mortals. No wonder they’d think she was crazy.
“Just show some immortal techniques. Explaining alone won’t work.” Su Qianqian’s Transmission Voice rang in Lin Muxue’s ear.
Lin Muxue shot her a grateful look, then formed a hand seal, conjuring a ball of spiritual water in her palm, instantly stunning Su Changfeng and Lin Qingyao.
Next, Lin Muxue showed off more immortal skills—Swordflight, Fireball Spell, Golden Light Mantra, Wooden Puppet…
“That’s enough, that’s enough, I think my parents are convinced. No need to keep going.”
Su Qianqian could only sigh helplessly at her former master, who appeared cold on the outside but was a bit clueless at heart.
Su Changfeng and Lin Qingyao’s mouths hung open in shock. After a while, they continued the conversation:
“So, Immortal, you mean to say you want to take my youngest daughter to cultivate, and she could become an immortal like you?”
“Wow, that’s awesome! So you really are an immortal, big sister!” Su Lingling gazed at the girl before her in awe and admiration.
“I’m not an immortal, just someone cultivating on the path, still seeking.”
“But you just flew, and that fireball, and that wooden puppet, and—and…!” Su Lingling grew more and more excited.
Lin Qingyao and Su Changfeng discussed for a long time before finally asking the question weighing heaviest on their minds:
“May I ask, if Lingling goes with you to cultivate, how long will it be before she can come home?”
“Cultivators often go into seclusion for long periods, and the Sect is far from here. At best, she might only have a chance to return once every few years.”
Hearing this, Su Lingling’s excitement instantly vanished.
She ducked behind her parents: “Then I don’t want to go. If I can only see Dad, Mom, and Sister once every few years, I don’t want to!”
Just as Su Qianqian expected, Su Changfeng and Lin Qingyao exchanged a complicated look.
No parent wanted to deprive their child of the chance to become immortal, but it was hard to let go.
“Sorry, could we think about it? We’re still reluctant to have our daughter go so far away.”
“Mhm, I’ll be staying here for a while. If you decide, pack your things soon and I’ll take you to the Sect.”
“We?” Su Changfeng caught the key word.
“Yes, all of you. I’ll arrange living quarters for you there.” Lin Muxue replied as if it were only natural.
“Is there a place for mortals to live in the Sect?” Even Su Qianqian was surprised.
Since when did Sword Sect allow disciples to bring their families along?
“There wasn’t before. But a few years ago, I set aside an area at the foot of the Sect mountain for the families of mortal disciples. The Sect’s teachings say to sever mortal ties, but I disagree. Family, loved ones, they’re important. There’s no need to cut them off.”
As she said the word “sever,” Lin Muxue’s tone grew heavy, making Su Qianqian feel a twinge of guilt.
“I’ll leave for now. I’ll be back again tomorrow morning.” With that, Lin Muxue briskly turned and left…
Su Qianqian glanced at her still-discussing parents. Based on what she knew, it was probably settled.
Her parents weren’t the type to cling to a little family status and wealth, but passing the family on would still take a lot of time and talking.
Thinking about what was next, Su Qianqian’s head began to ache: “Since Lingling and my parents are all going, I can’t just stay behind. But Lin Muxue thinks I’m already a disciple of another Sect… How am I supposed to fool her this time…”