Chapter 106: The Loose Immortal

Yan Chixia was practicing the formation of a “barrier” according to the method taught by Master Qingxu when suddenly, She Meier’s voice rang out:

“Yan Chixia, I’m here!”

Before he could respond, Yan Chixia felt a blur before his eyes, and She Meier appeared before him, her face radiant with joy. He stopped his practice and greeted her warmly:

“Good morning, She Meier!”

“All good, all good!” She Meier replied eagerly. “Yan Chixia, you’re practicing setting up the ‘barrier’? Why are you here alone? Where are your master and Bai Xiaoyue and the others?”

Yan Chixia answered,

“My master is recuperating in his room; my elder sister, Xiao Meng, and Song Ta’er are each cultivating their internal energy in their own rooms. She Meier, I’ve just started learning how to set up the ‘barrier,’ and it feels wonderful… How about you?”

“My feeling is great too!” She Meier said with a bright smile. “Yan Chixia, your master has already refined the ‘Nine Yang Golden Pill,’ hasn’t he?”

“Yes, it’s already refined!” Yan Chixia nodded. “She Meier, are you going to continue practicing your painting today to strengthen your foundation, or shall I start teaching you how to cultivate the [Paper Painting Talisman Technique]?”

“My master said that impatience won’t get you a hot steamed bun,” She Meier answered sweetly. “So today, I want to continue practicing painting to solidify my basics. Yan Chixia, I think… if you could teach me painting step by step, I’d improve much faster… I just don’t know if you’d be willing?”

“Hehe…” Yan Chixia laughed heartily. “Alright! She Meier, I’m in a good mood today, so I can teach you step by step.”

“Really?” She Meier was overjoyed. “Yan Chixia, you’re so kind! Hehe… Handsome guy, since you’re in a good mood, how about giving me a kiss?”

“What?” Yan Chixia’s face darkened. “Say that again!”

“Whoa!” She Meier was startled, quickly forcing a smile. “Yan Chixia, why are you glaring? I was just joking. Why take it seriously? You’re really clueless about romance! Hehe, alright, no more jokes. Yan Chixia, shall we start learning now?”

“Sure!” Yan Chixia agreed, silently reciting the incantation. He summoned the desk, stool, talisman paper, and ink brush stored in his “Storage Ring” and arranged them neatly on the grass.

She Meier saw this and laughed,

“Yan Chixia, your ‘Storage Ring’ is really handy. Can you tell me what treasures you keep inside?”

Yan Chixia, feeling a bit embarrassed, replied,

“She Meier, please don’t laugh at me! To be honest, apart from this desk, stool, talisman paper, and ink brush, I also have my ‘Chixia Sword,’ a few ‘Five-Color Spirit Stones,’ and a bottle of ‘Dew Essence Elixir’ in the Storage Ring. That’s all.”

“Oh?” She Meier blinked. “Yan Chixia, why don’t you keep your greatest treasure, the ‘Ruyi Refining Furnace,’ in the Storage Ring? If you store it there along with some herbs, you could refine golden pills anytime, anywhere. Wouldn’t that be much more convenient?”

Yan Chixia was inspired by her words:

“You’re right! She Meier, you’re so smart… Alright, I’ll do just that. When I have time, I’ll put the ‘Ruyi Refining Furnace’ and some herbs into the Storage Ring. Now, no time to waste. She Meier, start practicing your painting.”

She Meier happily sat at the desk, picked up the vermilion ink brush, and looking at Yan Chixia’s handsome face, asked,

“What shall I paint today?”

“Anything you like,” Yan Chixia replied. “The main thing is to practice brush techniques.”

“Right!” She Meier was enthusiastic. “Then let’s start.” She sat upright, waiting for Yan Chixia to teach her hand by hand… But Yan Chixia stood beside her, motionless as if nothing was happening. She began to feel anxious and couldn’t help but remind him, “Hey! Yan Chixia, you promised to teach me hand by hand?”

“Oh, I forgot! Coming right up…” Yan Chixia laughed, then stood behind her and grasped her right hand with his own. “She Meier, now we’ll draw a desk. Pay attention—while painting, your hand must follow my movements…”

He spoke and guided her hand to paint.

Initially, Yan Chixia thought that teaching her hand by hand would quickly help She Meier master the brush techniques, but to his surprise, the effect was quite the opposite—being so close to him made She Meier’s mind wander. Though her eyes followed the brush, her thoughts were elsewhere, and she kept subtly leaning her delicate body backward…

Suddenly, Yan Chixia realized that She Meier’s back was pressed tightly against his chest. Knowing this was intentional, he couldn’t help but feel both amused and annoyed as he asked,

“What’s this? She Meier, are you going through ‘a woman’s changes after eighteen’? With all this fidgeting… do you still want to cultivate the [Paper Painting Talisman Technique]?”

She Meier blushed deeply and quickly composed herself,

“Oh! Yan Chixia, what are you thinking? My back itched… Isn’t it natural to rub it against your chest?”

“Hehe… really?” Yan Chixia laughed. “In that case, I misjudged you. She Meier, does your back still itch? If so, I can activate a ‘Scratch Talisman’ from the [Paper Painting Talisman Technique] for you…”

“Hehe,” She Meier giggled. “No need, no need. My back doesn’t itch anymore. Yan Chixia, let’s continue painting.”

So, She Meier quietly and earnestly followed Yan Chixia’s teaching.

………………………………

Five days later.

After a period of rest and recuperation, Master Qingxu’s vital energy fully recovered, and his body reached peak condition.

With great excitement, he consumed the “Nine Yang Golden Pill.”

Then, he retreated alone to a secret chamber, sat upright, and prepared to break through the long-standing “bottleneck” at the late stage of the “Tribulation Crossing”...

This secret chamber was carved into a cliff in front of Qingxu Temple, a hidden cave Master Qingxu had opened over a hundred years ago for secluded cultivation—it was about the size of a single room and was where he had always completed breakthroughs through bottlenecks.

The “Nine Yang Golden Pill” proved extraordinary. Less than a quarter of an hour after swallowing it, an unprecedented surge of powerful true energy gushed forth from his dantian, flooding his limbs and bones like a mighty tide…

The overwhelming energy grew stronger and stronger, erupting like a volcanic explosion, unstoppable. Master Qingxu’s blood boiled with fervor, and his entire body became filled with strength!

Suddenly, he roared loudly, unleashing all the accumulated dantian energy in a powerful burst—

At that moment, a brilliant light flashed around his body as heat surged through him.

The bottleneck that had troubled him for years during the late “Tribulation Crossing” stage was shattered, and his cultivation advanced into the “Scattered Immortal” realm!