Ordinary people are great, ordinary people are great!
We’re not writing a novel here, so why come up with all these weird character settings?
Everything in life is best in moderation.
The plain and simple happiness of an ordinary person, in my opinion, is truly the best!
Limuqun finally felt his heart settle, and he let out a long, relieved breath.
Alright, since that’s the case, we can finally get down to business!
He raised his head, his gaze burning as he looked at Luozhilan, his eyes blazing as if saying:
Master, I’m hungry, pills, fragrant.
So, under his hopeful gaze, Luozhilan’s red lips parted slightly, and she spoke slowly, “This time, you really did put in a lot of effort. As your Master, I’ve prepared a little reward for you.”
Yes, yes!
Limuqun nodded repeatedly.
Every time he recalled the memory from his sea of consciousness, a phantom pain would still shoot up from his waist.
I really did put in a lot of effort!
Luozhilan waved her jade-like hand, and a streak of flowing light landed in Limuqun’s palm. He hurriedly looked down.
The light in his hand faded, revealing a bulging Storage Bag.
Finally, finally!!!
Limuqun gazed longingly into the Storage Bag with excitement, but with just a single glance, his excitement froze completely on his face.
“What is this?”
His voice was stiff, laced with disbelief, and floated out slowly.
“This is your reward for your hard work.”
Luozhilan smiled slightly and, counting on her fingers, said: “Dilong Root, Sheep Hawk Herb, Spirit Deer Velvet Antler, Cinnamon Grass, Blood Eucommia, and plenty of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to strengthen yang.”
“I’ve already mixed them for you. You just need to take them directly. Not only will they strengthen your body in reality, but they’ll also nourish your soul.”
You’re the one who’s weak! Your whole family’s weak!
Limuqun’s eyes almost popped out. He instantly straightened his waist, sitting ramrod straight.
But Luozhilan teased him, saying,
“What’s wrong? You don’t need them? Then give them back to me.”
“Ahem, I don’t need them, but it’s better to keep them just in case I need them in the future.”
He quietly put the Storage Bag away, then said with righteous indignation,
“Master, don’t you know what your disciple needs most right now!”
A flicker of cunning flashed deep in Luozhilan’s eyes, barely perceptible. Her voice softened as she asked,
“What is it that you need? Pills, cultivation techniques, or perhaps… my guidance?”
Aren’t you already well aware?!
Limuqun was just about to speak, when Luozhilan’s tone suddenly shifted: “Originally, I wanted to prepare a reward for you.
“But upon thinking it through, at the root of this whole matter, wasn’t it you who somehow triggered that desire sealed away by the Jade Heart Elixir Mind Technique, causing the situation to spiral out of control?”
[“So, as your Master, I think that in this matter you have both merits and faults, and they cancel each other out. No reward for you.”]
Huh?
Limuqun’s eyes went wide.
You can’t calculate it like that!
He instinctively wanted to argue, but after opening and closing his mouth several times, he still couldn’t get a word out.
Because what Luozhilan said actually… made some sense.
Even though, thanks to the System’s immense power, Luozhilan didn’t seriously pursue why she’d been provoked by Limuqun, in the end, the real cause of everything was Limuqun’s own selfishness in altering Luozhilan’s interests.
Thinking about it that way, calling him the instigator wasn’t wrong at all.
But how could Limuqun swallow such humiliation? As soon as he realized he was at fault, he immediately shifted into his “Little Immortal Li” mode, retorting stubbornly,
“Master, it’s true I was wrong, but do you bear no responsibility at all?”
Usually, he’d never dare speak to Luozhilan like this.
But since Luozhilan claimed to be an ordinary person now—
Well, ordinary people should just talk things out, not fight, right, kora!
Yet, affected by his lower-cultivator mindset, Limuqun failed to realize that the “ordinary people” a Golden Core Cultivator like Luozhilan referred to might be quite different from his own idea of ordinary people.
Moreover, of what had just been said, which parts were true and which were not—even Luozhilan herself couldn’t say for sure.
“I have responsibility?”
Luozhilan’s elegant brows knit in displeasure as she asked,
“Then tell me, where exactly do I have responsibility as your Master?”
“Master, you’re a Golden Core Cultivator and yet failed to maintain your Dao heart, succumbing to your disciple’s temptation. Don’t you think that’s a problem?!”
Limuqun conveniently ignored the fact that he’d used the System to modify Luozhilan’s interests, arguing back with self-righteous fervor.
Fine, fine!
Luozhilan was genuinely amused and a bit exasperated now.
She’d intended to interact with him as an ordinary person, but who would have thought it’d only bring her endless shame and reproach.
If that’s how it is, Limuqun, I’ll lay all my cards on the table!
Her expression grew solemn as she gently pointed with a finger. A scroll, woven from spiritual sense, slowly unfurled between them.
In the scroll, Limuqun’s face beamed with a dopey, idiotic grin as he nestled in the arms of a voluptuous figure with a hidden face, calling out “Mommy, Mommy” like a baby.
It was like being struck by lightning—Limuqun froze on the spot.
By his ear, Luozhilan’s voice drifted over, half-mocking, half-threatening:
“My dear disciple, you wouldn’t want this spiritual sense recording of you calling ‘Mommy’ in someone’s embrace to be seen by the other cultivators of the Cloud Expanse Sect, would you?”
“You—!”
His voice trembled, yet he couldn’t get out another word.
The ever-eloquent Limuqun had nothing left to say before this seemingly aloof and peerless Pill Fragrance Immortal Fairy.
Only now did he finally learn what “shameless” truly meant.
To think—she’s actually threatening me with this!
So despicable!
Luozhilan, you’re just too despicable!
When Limuqun came to his senses, he glared hatefully at Luozhilan, who sat composed on her meditation cushion.
Yet her eyes glimmered with smug satisfaction, the corners of her mouth lifting, her exquisite face all but announcing:
“This is the victory of being despicable!”
Limuqun was left speechless, choking on his grievances, forced to swallow them down whole.
Just admit it.
After all, she’s the one on the higher path!
Just admit it.
After all, she’s the one holding the evidence!
He could only admit defeat!
Clenching his fists and flushing red, Limuqun finally ground out through gritted teeth, “Your disciple was wrong. Thank you, Master, for your magnanimity and not holding a grudge.”
Having said that, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and slumped powerlessly into his chair.
He began to doubt whether Luozhilan’s so-called “ordinary person” state was really a good thing for him.
Why did it feel even harder to deal with her now?
Compared to his face, which looked as if he’d swallowed a fly, Luozhilan’s peerlessly beautiful face broke into a rare, radiant smile that filled the Daoist Temple with light.
She arched a brow and, with a touch of playful mischief in her voice, asked,
“What’s wrong, do you think my judgment is unfair?”
“Master is wise. Your disciple would never dare.”
Lying in the chair like a salted fish, Limuqun only felt the future was bleak, his life utterly dismal.
Whether there was a reward or not didn’t matter anymore, and he replied in a deadpan, resigned tone.
“Heh, still feeling resentful, aren’t you?”
Luozhilan smiled, shaking her head. As if coaxing a child, she said,
“Don’t worry. Though I’m not giving a reward this time, I will still honor my previous promises of pills and cultivation techniques.”
“So, are you satisfied now?”
“Master is wise. Of course your disciple is most grateful.” [At this, Limuqun immediately straightened up, his voice full of sincerity once more.]
Still the same—changing faces faster than taking off pants.
Luozhilan secretly spat at Limuqun in her heart, but couldn’t suppress a faint smile at her lips.
“All right, get up now. Sitting like that is hardly proper.”
She waved her jade hand, motioning for Limuqun to rise, then added slowly,
“But there’s still one more thing that requires your cooperation.”
Huh? Another request?
Limuqun was speechless.
Other people give a sweet date and then a slap.
But with Luozhilan, every sweet date comes with a flurry of slaps.
Master, you really don’t understand how to get along with people.
I’ve got a deluxe edition of “Fish Head Fish Tail: 300 Questions” here for you, you should study it well.
While Limuqun was rambling in his head, he saw Luozhilan point a finger, and the pill mist floating in the air rapidly condensed, finally forming into a delicate, jade-carved young girl who landed with a plop in Luozhilan’s arms.
WOC, Luo Dan’er!