Jiu Jiu left like she was fleeing…

In front of Ling’e’s thatched cottage with several layers of formations fully activated, Xiong Lingli sat playing doorkeeper, holding a roasted spirit beast mountain rabbit in her hands, savoring it with relish.

The four disciples of Small Jade Peak currently sat around a low table, dishes in disarray as Little Senior Master lay drunk on the table, sighing long and short.

The fake ‘old father’, like Old Daoist Qi Yuan, maintained an elderly countenance, somewhat bewildered and at a loss, but just smiling as he watched his master, unconditionally supporting every decision his master made.

And the true ‘old father’ had already arranged follow-up contingency plans for the fierce Little Senior Master, and began drawing out Senior Master’s words, wanting to understand exactly what was going on between Jiang Lin’er and Forgetting Emotions Supreme…

To be safe, Li Changshou had to ask about the cause before letting Ling’e take out that Previous Life Tear.

If something went wrong and everything was just their misunderstanding – if Forgetting Emotions Supreme and his Senior Master were long-lost siblings… *cough*!

That would cause problems.

Drawing out words also required a procedure.

Who has more tricks in the primordial world than Small Jade Peak’s poor wanderers?

In the name of welcoming her return, Li Changshou worked with Ling’e to prepare a table of dishes.

During the meal, he transmitted some instructions to his master, and Old Daoist Qi Yuan began continuously pouring wine for Jiang Lin’er…

If you want to stir emotions, how can there be wine without a song?

Small Jade Peak’s paper person orchestra’s chief conductor Lan Ling’e had already inconspicuously gone to a corner.

She sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, her gauze skirt falling around the cushion. With her waist cinched, her graceful figure was displayed. Two strands of black hair fell before her as that pretty face began brewing emotion.

First was a seven-stringed qin, playing gentle sounds, followed by jade flute and erhu to elevate the emotions.

If emotions reached an intense point, Ling’e could even bring out the drums and suona she had just recently learned…

With background music in place and several pots of good wine entering mouths;

The emotions came up naturally.

Li Changshou chose a heartfelt entry point, first asking how Jiang Lin’er had been during her time away, then as a disciple sought guidance on how to cherish a relationship.

Ling’e listened with a complex expression.

Did Senior Brother not understand?

You’re the expert on this!

If Senior Master hadn’t returned, Ling’e truly wouldn’t have known how to face Senior Brother…

That ‘barrier thump’ really made her heart flutter and thoughts scatter. Thinking back on it, she was frustrated at her uselessness, how she had only been flustered at the time.

Because of this, Ling’e worried more – if Senior Brother’s charm were unleashed one day, how many women could resist it?

Fortunately, Senior Brother’s nature was so troublesome, thinking dao partners were burdens…

This must be what Senior Brother often said about gains and losses.

Ling’e played heavy-hearted melodies with her own heavy heart. Soon, she heard Jiang Lin’er sigh softly and speak of past events…

“I entered the sect together with Forgetting Emotions.

After meeting several times, I thought he was handsome, he thought I was passable, and as we met more and became familiar, feelings developed…”

Though this story happened over a long span of years, telling it wasn’t very long.

That year they were both still pure, two innocent youths not feeling the loneliness of the immortal path. Before peach blossoms and in melon fields, in their confusion and ignorance, they had already passed through spring, autumn, winter, and summer…

As Jiang Lin’er spoke, she came to why she and Forgetting Emotions Supreme had fallen out that year.

At the side, the qin sound changed to flute as Ling’e closed her eyes to play, becoming more emotional.

After hearing just a few sentences, Li Changshou completely understood.

There were no dramatic elements like a fifth person interfering’ or ‘someone else’s wardrobe’ in Little Senior Master Jiang Lin’er’s story – it was purely personality reasons.

If it had to be summarized in two words, it could only be [Once Loved].

If asked about Jiang Lin’er’s current feelings, it could only be [Much Regret].

“I shouldn’t have thrown a tantrum then. What did that blockhead know about comforting people?

He just believed whatever he heard. I was just speaking in anger, but he really cried and even changed his dao title to Forgetting Emotions…”

When Jiang Lin’er spoke of this, she couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. “Later he underwent tribulation and ascended.

I couldn’t lower my face to go find him instead, feeling like I would be currying favor with him.

Forget it, forget it. What’s missed is missed.”

Her eyes were full of loss.

Li Changshou made a simple summary – Forgetting Emotions Supreme and Jiang Lin’er’s story was very simple.

Back then, Forgetting Emotions Supreme and Jiang Lin’er already had feelings and had revealed their hearts, but Forgetting Emotions Supreme was obsessed with cultivation and gradually grew distant from this relationship.

Jiang Lin’er had a tsundere- *cough*, had a strong personality, and couldn’t help confronting Forgetting Emotions Supreme about this. Forgetting Emotions Supreme only said to wait for him, wait until he became immortal, and make it up to Jiang Lin’er.

In anger, Jiang Lin’er spoke the harsh words [Don’t come again].

Forgetting Emotions Supreme took the angry words as true, became disheartened and changed his dao title, underwent tribulation, and ascended, becoming today’s Forgetting Emotions Supreme of the Crossing Immortal Gate…

‘How is this so much like… a past life’s campus romance?’

A trace of感慨 flashed through Li Changshou’s eyes before he gently said: “Senior Master, some people once missed are gone forever, but some can still be pursued again.”

“Hmph, why should I chase after him?”

Jiang Lin’er raised her head proudly, patting the armor on her body as she drunkenly shouted: “Your Senior Master, am I afraid of having no one want me?

Among my good-for-nothing friends, several want to become dao partners with me!”

Beside her, Qi Yuan was somewhat embarrassed as he said softly: “The great dao is our true nature. Though cultivation speaks of wealth, companions, and place, Master, disciple, you place too much importance on dao partners.”

Ling’e couldn’t help but mess up her playing rhythm, covering her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Jiang Lin’er’s lips twisted, “You’re the least qualified to say this, stupid second one.”

“Uh,” Old Daoist Qi Yuan couldn’t help but cover his face, thinking of his own story as he silently poured himself a cup of wine.

Beside them, Ling’e had already picked up the erhu, but after being glared at by her Senior Brother, quickly switched to the guzheng.

Li Changshou hurried to save face for his master, smiling:

“People have seven emotions and six desires, which makes them human. The dao has countless true meanings, but ultimately they are the heavenly principles beyond temperament.

These are all normal human feelings, Master. You needn’t take it too much to heart. Cultivation itself is a matter full of joy – this is what you taught your disciple.”

Then, Li Changshou changed the topic, saying seriously: “Senior Master, speaking of this, Forgetting Emotions Supreme should still have you in his heart.”

“I don’t know, who cares if he does!”

Jiang Lin’er rolled her eyes, “I’ve decided, to forget about using that Previous Life Tear. This time I just came back to see you all!”

Ling’e was instantly puzzled and confused – she could feel that Senior Master still liked Forgetting Emotions Supreme.

Li Changshou transmitted to Ling’e: “Leave the Previous Life Tear on the meditation cushion, pretend to accidentally drop it.”

Though somewhat confused, Ling’e still obediently did as told.

Then, Li Changshou swept away the dishes on the table with a wave of his hand and stood, saying: “Senior Master, today is about done. You should rest first.”

Old Daoist Qi Yuan also stood and said: “This disciple will come to hear Master’s teachings again tomorrow. Master, you’re somewhat drunk.”

“Hmph, what’s this amount!”

Jiang Lin’er said dismissively, but couldn’t help sighing softly in her heart, inevitably feeling some loss.

Qi Yuan, Li Changshou, and Ling’e bid farewell and left together, leaving Jiang Lin’er to rest in Ling’e’s thatched cottage.

Outside the door, Qi Yuan instructed the two not to cause trouble before Senior Master, then walked back to his own thatched cottage which had gained two human-shaped holes but had its formations already repaired by Li Changshou.

Li Changshou and Ling’e exchanged glances;

Ling’e blinked as Li Changshou smiled without speaking, while Xiong Lingli had already stood up holding her half-eaten roast meat, completely unaware of what had happened.

“Senior Brother, what do we do?”

Ling’e asked softly.

Li Changshou transmitted: “You and Lingli stay by the chess and card room these few days, don’t come over much.

Within three days, there will surely be an outcome.”

Ling’e seemed half-understanding and half-confused, puzzled but not daring to ask more.

But Xiong Lingli nodded obediently – she didn’t need to think much anyway, whatever Big Cousin Sea God said, she would do.

Everyone left the thatched cottage separately. The lakeside that had been so lively just moments ago quickly became quiet.

In the cottage, Jiang Lin’er sighed softly, raising her hand to pat her forehead, her face showing some frustration.

She couldn’t help feeling dejected as she mumbled softly:

“Ah, messed up again…

Jiang Lin’er what are you pretending for, why didn’t you just agree directly…

Hmm?”

Jiang Lin’er rolled over to lay prone, suddenly seeing a small brocade box placed in the corner. She reached out to draw the box over and opened it to look…

A teardrop-shaped treasure pearl and a small note.

[Instructions for Using Previous Life Tear]

“Hmph! You think I’ll use it just because of this?”

Jiang Lin’er snorted, pushing the box away and sitting there with folded arms, her gaze somewhat stubborn.

Shortly after…

“I’ll just look at the instructions, I won’t use it.

Right, I’m purely curious what this thing is!”

In the pill room, Li Changshou sat down before the great black pill furnace;

Before he could start activating the furnace’s restrictions, he sensed a familiar dao charm flash by the lake and disappear within the mountain-protecting grand formation.

Tsk, though he knew Senior Master was a tsundere girl, for her to successfully persuade herself so quickly was really…

“Impressive.”

…

Meanwhile, east of the East Sea, in the great city at World’s End, within Horizon Pavilion.

The locally famous dao comprehension place – Horizon Pavilion – which had its roof blown off earlier had now been completely restored.

In a private room on the top floor, that youth sat behind a low table, drinking alone.

Outside the window stars glittered brilliantly as qin sounds floated around;

He just kept drinking like this, occasionally sighing softly.

“Lele…

Ah, Lele.

From the first glance at you, I had already imagined what our future children’s faces would look like, but where can I seek your fragrant traces?”

An elder flashed in and knelt on one knee to the side.

“Young Pavilion Master, this subordinate inquired at the East Sea Dragon Palace – Mermaid Clan Princess Jiang Si’er truly does have a good friend named Ke Le’er.”

“What?”

This young qi cultivator instantly stood up excitedly, his knees flipping over the low table. “Re-really? Wonderful!”

“Young Pavilion Master please don’t be too excited.

This subordinate learned that this friend of Princess Jiang Si’er because she caused trouble here earlier, seems to have been called back by her family elders.

This subordinate is incompetent and couldn’t learn more information.

Though our Horizon Pavilion spans dozens of great thousand worlds, the… Three Thousand Worlds are truly too many and too vast, with too many places beyond our reach.”

The youth couldn’t help but step back twice, suddenly seeming to lose his soul.

“She… she just left like this?”

That elder smiled bitterly and said: “Young Pavilion Master, like this, any normal woman would easily be frightened away.”

“Old Liang, have you seen me take interest in any woman?”

The youth sighed softly and said: “I, Bian Zhuang, have cultivated for over two thousand years. Mother has arranged batch after batch of beautiful and obedient serving maids for me. (Note 1)

Looking at them was like facing blank paper – my heart didn’t ripple at all.

But Lele is different, Lele she… she is so unique, every word and action so distinctive…”

Bian Zhuang sighed softly, slowly sitting back against the screen, left leg bent with left hand resting on his knee, fingers lightly tapping rhythm, eyes full of dreaminess as he constantly hummed…

“World’s~ End, oh~ sea~ corner~”

That elder couldn’t help but raise his head to wipe hot sweat, knowing his Young Pavilion Master had truly fallen in love.

He truly didn’t move easily, but once moved it was earth-shattering – he had already started living and dying for it.

At least the Old Madam could rest easier!

Young Pavilion Master as the future master of Horizon Pavilion was two thousand years old yet still pure yang – this truly… made peers in the industry mock them…

“Young Pavilion Master, Prince Ao Yi’s wedding is in twelve years, and our Horizon Pavilion also has an invitation. You said earlier you didn’t want to go.

Why not try your luck – perhaps that Fellow Daoist will appear again then.”

“Hmm?”

Bian Zhuang froze, instantly becoming spirited as he said happily: “Quick! Have Mother send my best robes over!”

“Young Pavilion Master don’t rush, it’s still nearly twelve years.”

“No, I’m going to wait near the East Sea Dragon Palace now!”

Starlight flickered in Bian Zhuang’s eyes. “Not just robes, but strength too!

Right, as a man how can I protect Lele with such low strength? Have Mother send all the magical treasures I forgot at home!

Oh right, also prepare a rich gift for the Dragon Palace!

What are you still standing there for, hurry and prepare!”

“Ah, yes, this subordinate will go now, will go now.”

That elder wiped cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

…

In the Heavenly Court, the Old Man Under the Moon’s Palace.