Chapter 179: The Bootlicking Immortal Lord Who Wants to Live Off a Woman (Part 45)

Shen Xiuyan watched as Su Mingyue packed things in the distance, then immediately leaned in close to whisper in his master’s ear.

“Wait, Master, you’re telling me this stuff isn’t an illusion? It’s all real?!”

“Where did you even get all this? Just that mountain of high-grade Spirit Stones alone probably adds up to more than all the Spirit Stones in the entire Immortal Realm!”

Xian Yue chuckled. “Didn’t the ancient Immortal Realm fall in a great war? Your master took the opportunity to, well, collect a few things…”

Shen Xiuyan: “…”

Never would’ve guessed you were that kind of master.

“Why didn’t you say anything before?”

Xian Yue replied righteously, “You didn’t need them, so why would I mention it? Besides, these are gifts for your future Dao Companion. Don’t you dare touch them.”

Shen Xiuyan: “…”

Fine. Looks like he’s mooching off Mingyue again.

He sighed. “I won’t take any. What would I even do with them? Just Spirit Stones and artifacts—useless to me.”

Like master, like disciple—both had the same outrageous confidence.

The two of them chatted as they watched Su Mingyue pack up the items, both wearing expressions of doting affection.

Xian Yue nodded approvingly. “Mm-hmm, not bad. My disciple’s future wife is clearly a capable one. Look how fast those little hands are moving.”

Shen Xiuyan added, “Of course. Your disciple’s future wife isn’t just efficient—she’s also incredibly dedicated to her cultivation. Where else could you find someone like her?”

“Yeah, I still don’t know how he got so damn lucky.”

“Tell me about it.”

At that, Xian Yue glanced at Shen Xiuyan. He really hadn’t expected it—after all these years, the kid’s skin had gotten this thick?

Sensing his master’s gaze, Shen Xiuyan shot him a small smile.

Go ahead and try to mess with me—not gonna happen!

Xian Yue clicked his tongue and looked away. Whatever. The kid’s grown up. Not as fun to tease anymore. Time to get serious.

He quickly changed the subject. “By the way, that girl who came in with you—something’s off about her. Keep an eye on her from now on.”

Shen Xiuyan’s expression turned grim. “Who are you talking about? What’s off about her?”

“The one in purple.”

“Purple?” Shen Xiuyan looked completely lost.

Xian Yue shook his head. Good grief, this kid really doesn’t pay attention to anyone around him.

He figured Shen Xiuyan must’ve poured all his attention into that Mingyue girl.

“The one who held Mingyue’s hand when they came in,” Xian Yue explained again, his brows furrowing deeper, his tone growing more serious.

“I sensed a Demonic Cultivator’s aura on her.”

Shen Xiuyan’s eyes turned icy cold in an instant. “A Demonic Cultivator? I didn’t sense anything at all…”

“Exactly. That’s what’s strange. When she rushed over to grab Mingyue earlier, I didn’t sense a thing. That’s not normal.”

Xian Yue looked like he’d expected this all along. “She must be carrying something that conceals the aura of a Demonic Cultivator. That’s why you didn’t notice anything. But I’m just a wisp of soul now, and even so, I could still sense fluctuations in her soul. That says a lot.”

“What nerve—to dare stir up trouble at a time like this,” Shen Xiuyan said coldly, his entire body exuding a chilling aura. “Looks like the Cultivation World’s been too peaceful for too long. Now even stray dogs and wild cats think they can challenge authority.”

“Hahaha, now that’s the spirit I remember.” Xian Yue was quite pleased with his disciple’s fire.

“Come on, Master, don’t tease me. We’re talking serious business here.”

Xian Yue waved him off. “Just keep an eye on her. I don’t believe there’s anyone left in this world who can take you down.”

Shen Xiuyan shrugged. That wasn’t necessarily true. At least, according to the plot of the original novel, the original Shen Xiuyan had been killed.

He had every reason to stay on high alert.

“Respected Immortal, Junior Brother, I’ve finished packing,” Su Mingyue called out as she hurried over, interrupting their conversation.

Xian Yue beamed. “Very good, very fast.”

Shen Xiuyan nodded in agreement. “Mingyue, you’re amazing.”

The two of them had completely shed their earlier seriousness, switching faces faster than flipping a page.

Su Mingyue: “…”

Why did it feel like they were treating her like a child?

Shen Xiuyan gave Xian Yue a look. “Respected Immortal, we’ll take our leave now.”

Xian Yue stroked his beard. “Very well, go on. Remember to come visit me when you have time.”

Shen Xiuyan: “Of course.”

Xian Yue nodded, then waved his hand. In the blink of an eye, the two of them found themselves back outside the building they’d just left.

Su Mingyue tilted her head. “Junior Brother, the Respected Immortal just told us to visit him when we have time, and you actually agreed? You know this Secret Realm is only open for a few days. After that, even if we wanted to come back, the Sect Leaders of the Cultivation World wouldn’t allow it.”

Shen Xiuyan thought to himself: Do I need anyone’s permission to go wherever I want?

That’s just how arrogant he was.

But he definitely wouldn’t say that in front of Su Mingyue.

So he smoothly replied, “Don’t worry. I just said that to keep the Respected Immortal happy. Whether we can come back or not isn’t up to us. I’m sure he’ll understand.”

Su Mingyue: “…”

Her Junior brother was bold, no doubt about it. He even dared to lie to the Respected Immortal. They were still inside the Secret Realm, for heaven’s sake. What if the Respected Immortal heard and decided to trap them here forever?

Wait, no—that wasn’t the point right now.

“Oh no! I forgot to ask the Respected Immortal about Cui Cui and Wang Gang! What if they’re still trapped in that restriction and haven’t gotten out yet?”

Su Mingyue’s face filled with alarm. She felt like an idiot—how could she forget something so important?