Liu Shuang hadn’t expected that before Kung Sang could even settle down, she would have to go to the Kun Lun Immortal Realm for the Phantom Appearance Pearl. Before setting out, she specifically sought out Fu Liu to learn more about how to deal with the two young masters of the Bai family.

The original owner was a bit naive, so acting a little naive around familiar people would be fine. On the second day, Bai Zhuixu came early to Liu Shuang’s sleeping chambers to fetch her.

When Liu Shuang came out, Bai Zhuixu stared at her attire in astonishment.

Liu Shuang tugged at her robe: “Does it look strange? Fu Liu insisted I dress like this.”

She was wearing immortal robes, layer upon layer, which had thoroughly wrapped her originally slender figure into a dumpling. Early that morning, Fu Liu had forced these protective immortal garments onto Liu Shuang, worried that the Young Mistress might get beaten up in Kun Lun.

Liu Shuang couldn’t persuade the protective little maid otherwise; she wasn’t even allowed to wear one less layer.

Finally, Fu Liu also found a veil for Liu Shuang to wear, saying that the Young Master of Kun Lun was also a man, and if the Young Mistress covered her face and looked pitiful enough, perhaps the Kun Lun Young Master would soften his heart. Her appearance after consuming the Phantom Appearance Pearl was truly eye-covering hideous, so covering up would be better to avoid triggering the Kun Lun Young Master’s anger again.

As a result, when Liu Shuang finally stepped out after much dawdling, she had become a pink dumpling wearing a veil.

Bai Zhuixu made a fist, covering up the amusement in his eyes, and coughed once: “It’s fine. When traveling abroad, Young Mistress dressed like this… is appropriate.”

Liu Shuang could see he was just consoling her and whispered, “Then at least don’t laugh.”

Bai Zhuixu indeed stopped laughing, though his eyes still held traces of mirth: “Young Mistress, Yu Xiao is already waiting for us outside. Let’s go.”

Sure enough, when Liu Shuang followed Bai Zhuixu out, she immediately saw Bai Yuxiao waiting at the edge of the immortal realm, teasing a jade-topped fire dragon colt. When Bai Yuxiao saw Liu Shuang, unlike Bai Zhuixu, who restrained himself, he laughed out loud without any courtesy.

“Chi Shui Liu Shuang, have you given up completely? Planning to be steamed in a pot?”

Bai Zhuixu: “Yu Xiao, do not be disrespectful to the Young Mistress.”

Bai Yuxiao laughed for a while, seeing Liu Shuang standing beside his brother with no intention of rushing over to fight him, both of them looking at him as if he were an idiot. He immediately stopped laughing and put on a straight face: “Let’s go. The sooner we set out, the sooner we return. I hear the people in the Kun Lun Immortal Realm all have stiff, wooden personalities, not fun at all.”

Having said this, Bai Yuxiao took out several copper coins, tossing them in his palm. The coins fell to the ground, instantly growing larger and larger, finally transforming into a golden ship that nearly blinded Liu Shuang’s eyes.

Bai Yuxiao smiled proudly: “Kun Lun is in the far north, a long journey. I got these Seven Treasures Copper Coins from my father early on. Come, we can sleep inside, traveling to Kun Lun in comfort.”

Liu Shuang stared unblinkingly at the golden ship transformed from the Seven Treasures Copper Coins. Tassels swayed on it, making it look gloriously magnificent, luxurious enough to astound anyone.

This was truly impressive. Living a second life allowed her to experience so many new things.

Bai Zhuixu helped her board, and before Liu Shuang’s eyes appeared a golden chamber.

Liu Shuang had never seen such a luxurious immortal device before. In her previous life, the Cang Lan Immortal Realm was quite plain, lacking almost everything. Later, living in the Ghost Domain, Yan Chaosheng was belligerent and didn’t care for pomp. He had many practical things, but such extravagant items of enjoyment, she had never seen him use. Kung Sang was indeed an ancient immortal realm with profound heritage and many fine treasures.

Bai Yuxiao sat down at the table, seeing Liu Shuang looking around, feeling somewhat smug: “Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Liu Shuang nodded, still figuring out how to interact with each person, affirming him: “Beautiful.”

She wasn’t arguing back anymore. Bai Yuxiao, seeing her seemingly inexperienced demeanor, snorted with a laugh: “No worldly experience.”

However, both Bai brothers knew that because of her missing soul fragment and the divination about her life-passing calamity, the realm master had raised his daughter very strictly. Liu Shuang had grown to three hundred years old in Kung Sang without ever stepping outside the realm. The outside world only knew Kung Sang had a Young Mistress, but not her cultivation level or appearance.

For this reason, when Liu Shuang had gone to Kun Lun by herself before, it had made Chi Shui Chong anxious with anger and worry.

Just as Bai Yuxiao was about to activate the immortal device, Bai Zhuixu said, “Wait, there’s one more person.”

As soon as he spoke, a youth in black appeared.

Yan Chaosheng emerged from Kung Sang’s morning mist, coming from the immortal pool, bowing: “First Young Master Bai, Second Young Master.”

Finally, his gaze fell on Liu Shuang, and he calmly called: “Young Mistress.”

Liu Shuang instinctively glanced at Bai Yuxiao. Bai Yuxiao had privately destroyed Yan Chaosheng’s spiritual power and severed his meridians. In the Eight Wildernesses, crippling someone’s cultivation was more severe than killing them—truly a deep hatred.

Sure enough, when Bai Yuxiao saw Yan Chaosheng, his expression subtly changed.

As for Yan Chaosheng, his face remained expressionless, as if the previous torture had never happened. His ability to remain so composed made Liu Shuang look at him a few more times. Based on her understanding of Yan Chaosheng, she always felt he was plotting something bad.

Liu Shuang examined him, trying to locate the Ten Commandment Ring that Chi Shui Chong had given him. What exactly had the realm master’s father given to Yan Chaosheng? Was it something to help her secretly eliminate him on the road?

Sensing her gaze, Yan Chaosheng turned back, giving her a bland look: “What is the Young Mistress looking at? Is something wrong?”

Liu Shuang certainly wouldn’t bring up the Ten Commandment Ring and denied: “Nothing.”

Yan Chaosheng’s lips curved slightly, saying nothing more.

Unaware of the tension between them, Bai Zhuixu said: “Let’s depart.”

Bai Yuxiao guided the Seven Treasures Copper Coins through the clouds. Liu Shuang found a room at random, intending to continue her cultivation.

On this journey to the Kun Lun Immortal Realm, even if smooth, with the speed of the Seven Treasures Copper Coins, it would take at least ten days.

Among the four people going to Kun Lun, Liu Shuang had the most favorable impression of Bai Zhuixu. Bai Yuxiao was like an irritable hedgehog, while with Yan Chaosheng, she had ill intentions but couldn’t think of a way to deal with him without exposing her situation, especially under the watchful eyes of the two Bai brothers.

As for how to make amends after reaching Kun Lun, Liu Shuang was even more clueless. When she was a small immortal, her temperament was gentle and soft. She had never been as troublesome as Chi Shui Liu Shuang, truly lacking experience in making amends.

Liu Shuang didn’t know what Chi Shui Liu Shuang had said or done to humiliate the Young Master of Kun Lun that day, and she felt somewhat uneasy.

She hoped the Kun Lun Young Master had a better temperament and wouldn’t make things too difficult for her.

After three days of flying on the Seven Treasures Copper Coins, the first to lose patience was Bai Yuxiao. He knocked on Liu Shuang’s door.

“Chi Shui Liu Shuang, don’t tell me you’re cultivating! You haven’t run away, have you?”

Liu Shuang was disturbed by him, but before she could respond, a violent tremor shook beneath her.

Outside, Bai Yuxiao was also confused by the violent tremor. What was happening? Before anyone could react, the Seven Treasures Copper Coins suddenly scattered, turning back into coins and falling. Liu Shuang, without support in the device, dropped uncontrollably.

Liu Shuang tried to fly up and stabilize herself, but unexpectedly, her spiritual power couldn’t be used at all. Below, it seemed like some terrifying force was pulling her down with immense suction.

In the confusion, she heard Bai Zhuixu’s still-calm voice: “I don’t know what’s happening. Don’t be afraid, Young Mistress. Don’t get separated. Young Mistress, give me your hand.”

Liu Shuang quickly reached out her hand to him.

However, before she could touch Bai Zhuixu’s hand, a cold bracelet suddenly clasped around her wrist.

Then the world spun, and Liu Shuang fell downward.

At this moment, Fu Liu’s foresight proved valuable; her pink dumpling outfit fully served its purpose. Falling from the sea of clouds, the six immortal garments protected her body, and she remained completely unharmed!

But beside her came a muffled groan. Liu Shuang looked over to see Yan Chaosheng fall beside her, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The bracelet on her wrist was somehow linked to Yan Chaosheng’s wrist.

The silver bracelet emitted a faint glow, like surging undercurrents.

Liu Shuang looked around and saw that apart from her and Yan Chaosheng, the two Bai brothers had disappeared. She felt somewhat angry: “What are you up to?”

Yan Chaosheng got up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Seeing her immediately blame him without asking, his eyes grew colder: “I’m not up to anything.”

Liu Shuang was initially skeptical, but looking up, she felt something was amiss. The sky above was gloomy. Behind them was a jade signboard that read “Tai Chuan City.”

She hadn’t sensed it while in the air, but now, after landing, the heavy demonic aura around them made her hair stand on end. Did Yan Chaosheng now have such great abilities?

Liu Shuang raised her eyes to look into the city and saw sparse streets without a single person. Yet buildings were densely lined up, with red lanterns hanging under every eave, creating a festive atmosphere as if some celebration was being prepared.

A bad premonition rose in her heart.

This feeling of falling into a polluted place was all too familiar to Liu Shuang. The first time she arrived at the death-permeated ghost domain, the scene had been just like this.

The immortal energy on her body seemed to be drawn away by some invisible force. She tried to concentrate her spiritual power, but as soon as it reached her fingertips, it dissipated.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her from behind, pulling her into a small alley. Yan Chaosheng tightly covered Liu Shuang’s mouth, whispering in her ear: “The situation is wrong. If you don’t want to die, don’t make a sound.”

His tone was unpleasant, his eyes narrowed, staring outside the alley.

Liu Shuang instinctively struggled in his arms, but noticing Yan Chaosheng’s expression, she followed his gaze outside. It turned out that all the previously closed houses had suddenly opened.

People carrying red lanterns, with blank stares, were walking out of their residences.

One household did so, then all households did the same.

Soon, hundreds of people were walking in the streets. They moved in perfect unison, heads lowered, like puppets being controlled, all heading in one direction.

After they had completely left, Yan Chaosheng released her.

His gaze took on a strange quality, surprisingly bright under the murky sky: “Young Mistress, let’s follow them and see.”

“I won’t go,” Liu Shuang firmly shook her head. This place wasn’t good; everything about it was eerily strange. Here, immortal power would gradually dissipate, and she felt very insecure. Naturally, she wouldn’t put herself in danger. She had just regained her life! This time, she would be cautious until the end. “You free me. If you want to go, go by yourself. I want to find Bai Zhuixu and Bai Yuxiao.”

Liu Shuang gestured for him to unlock the silver bracelet connecting them. Her face remained calm, displaying the dignity and presence of the Kung Sang Young Mistress, afraid Yan Chaosheng might notice her inability to use her immortal power.

Yan Chaosheng lowered his eyes to look at her, seeing her cold face, truly unwilling to go with him.

While in the city, something strongly attracted him, a voice telling Yan Chaosheng he must go investigate.

Yan Chaosheng only pondered for a moment before unlocking the Ten Commandment Ring.

Liu Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately headed toward the city exit. The signboard was not far; it would be convenient for her to leave.

First, save her life. She could deal with Yan Chaosheng next time.

Liu Shuang, seeing the signboard, was delighted and immediately moved to leave. But as soon as she stepped out, in the next moment, her consciousness swayed, and she found herself back at the starting point!

Liu Shuang stubbornly tried several more times, but each time she left the city, she would return to the starting point!

And the dissipation of her immortal power was becoming more severe. Liu Shuang raised her hand and could visibly see the ice-blue immortal energy dispersing from her body.

“So in this place, the Young Mistress’s immortal power dissipates.”

Liu Shuang followed the voice and saw Yan Chaosheng holding two lanterns, looking at her with an indecipherable expression.

He stepped closer, and Liu Shuang thought this was bad—he had seen it! She kept backing up until he cornered her under the signboard.

As one advanced and one retreated, Liu Shuang’s mind was filled with thoughts of “I’m finished, I’m finished.”

Yan Chaosheng’s arrogance and vindictiveness were clearer to her than anyone’s. Now that he had discovered her secret, the identity of Young Mistress couldn’t intimidate him anymore.

She recalled the incident at the lotus platform and felt troubled.

Yan Chaosheng lowered his eyes to look at her, his tone very light, with a hint of mockery: “Is the Young Mistress afraid?”

Liu Shuang tried to stay calm: “No, stay away from me.”

Liu Shuang pushed him with her hand. The young man looked thin, but when she pushed him, he didn’t move at all.

Yan Chaosheng’s gaze was obscure and unclear as he vaguely grasped the dissipating immortal power from Liu Shuang’s body, lost in thought.

Liu Shuang’s entire body was tense. If Yan Chaosheng truly wanted to do something, she wouldn’t sit idly by and would certainly fight back.

After a while, a red lantern was placed in her hand. Yan Chaosheng said to Liu Shuang, “Hold this, follow me.”

The lantern given to her was exquisite, painted with mandarin ducks playing in water. Liu Shuang remained motionless.

Yan Chaosheng walked a few steps, then, seeing no one following, grew somewhat impatient. When he turned back, the gloom in his eyes dispersed, becoming more gentle: “Young Mistress, I won’t harm you. You can’t leave like this. I have a feeling the exit is in the city. Will you trust me?”

The little pink dumpling stood under the signboard, holding the red lantern, her face concealed by the veil, her eyes round and suspicious as she looked at him.

At this moment, both harbored contempt for each other.

Yan Chaosheng thought: With such a cowardly appearance, how is she the Young Mistress of an immortal realm?

Liu Shuang thought: Seeking death for yourself is enough, why drag me into it?

Seeing her not moving, Yan Chaosheng coaxingly softened his voice further, extending his hand toward her: “Young Mistress, trust me.”

Trust him? If there was any danger, he could devour her and have enough cultivation to handle any situation. And if they safely got out, saving the Young Mistress of Kung Sang would be a good achievement. Leveraging gratitude for benefit—he was most adept at that.