Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

"Master."

In a farmhouse courtyard in Baihe County, a madam walked up to her husband.

According to the records of the Wu Kingdom, Madam Fang was already sixty years old.

However, Madam Fang looked no more than thirty years old.

Although Madam Fang's appearance was not particularly captivating, she could be considered a beauty.

Moreover, as time passed, Madam Fang possessed an even more charming and alluring aura.

"Mm."

Fang Ling nodded, feeding the chickens as he spoke, "Has Xu Ming left?"

"Yes, Master, the Number One Scholar left today.

Many people from Baihe County saw the Number One Scholar off for five miles out of the city."

Madam Fang said with a smile, "The last time the people of Baihe County saw someone off like this was you, Master."

"The people are actually very simple.

As long as you treat them well, they will definitely hold you in high esteem."

Fang Ling smiled, "That kid left so quickly, probably worried that His Majesty would scold him, right?

Now that's good, the imperial decree probably won't catch up with this kid."

"That's not true."

Madam Fang covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, "The imperial decree arrived just as the Number One Scholar was leaving the city.

Fortunately, according to others, His Majesty only rebuked the scholar a few times and there was no substantial punishment."

"That's natural."

Fang Ling scattered a handful of millet.

"This is mainly because the disciples of those three sects couldn't find evidence to prove their crimes.

Otherwise, Xu Ming would have been credited for this matter.

Now, with an imperial decree, Xu Ming's killing of those three people is defined as a mutual slaughter between cultivators, unrelated to the court.

For the sake of face, those three sects will probably hunt down Xu Ming.

However, Xu Ming is lucky, he won't die, it's good for him to suffer a bit."

Fang Ling didn't say another sentence, which was that Emperor Wu should have sent people to secretly protect Xu Ming.

Fang Ling handed the bowl to his wife: "Xuan'er, I'm going to sleep for a while, wake me up in half an hour."

"Alright, Master."

Madam Fang nodded.

Fang Ling went back to the house to sleep, and Madam Fang continued to feed the chickens in the yard.

Fang Wan and Fang Qianqian were also tired of playing with the cats and dogs in the yard, each holding a cat, and fell asleep under the eaves.

Madam Fang smiled and carried her grandchildren back to the room.

Just as Madam Fang had just closed the door to the children's room, Madam Fang's mind suddenly focused.

At the same time, the window of Fang Ling's room was suddenly blown open by the wind.

A black figure appeared at Fang Ling's bedside, and then, a dagger stabbed towards Fang Ling's heart.

At this critical moment, a furry tail tied the opponent's wrist.

Mo Zhu'er, dressed in a black dress, turned her head and looked curiously at the owner of the tail.

Madam Fang sprouted a pair of white fox ears, and her eyes were red like a pair of transparent agate stones.

Behind Madam Fang, there were also three tails swaying in the air.

Madam Fang's tail forcefully pulled Mo Zhu'er to her side, and another tail behind her stabbed towards Mo Zhu'er's heart like a sharp sword.

Madam Fang pierced Mo Zhu'er's heart, but Mo Zhu'er's mouth curled up.

In an instant, Mo Zhu'er turned into hundreds of black butterflies and dispersed.

Madam Fang frowned, and her long claws directly slapped behind her.

"Clang!"

The sound of claws colliding with a dagger came out.

Mo Zhu'er flipped around and landed firmly on the ground.

"I didn't expect that the wife of the Wu Kingdom's Prime Minister is actually a demon from the White Fox Kingdom, tsk tsk tsk.

That's really strange."

Mo Zhu'er looked at Madam Fang, her tone playful.

Madam Fang didn't waste words with her, and the four tails swaying in the air became bigger and longer, stabbing towards Mo Zhu'er again.

Unfortunately, Madam Fang stabbed empty again this time, and Mo Zhu'er suddenly disappeared in the room.

Madam Fang perked up her nose, and after confirming that the assassin had left, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Madam Fang walked to her husband's bedside and held her husband's hand.

Fang Ling was still sleeping soundly, as if no matter what happened, he couldn't be woken up.

"Really, why are they all so hard to kill..."

Leaving that small courtyard.

Mo Zhu'er patted her black dress.

It was one thing that Xu Ming was hard to kill, but how could there be a fox demon beside that old man?

A woman from the Southern Border Demon Kingdom married the Prime Minister of the Wu Dynasty.

This is really rare.

If the people of the world knew about this, I don't know what the reaction would be.

"Forget it, it's none of my business.

Whoever wants to kill Fang Ling can kill him, anyway, my mission is that Xu Ming.

Speaking of which, where is my little prey now?"

Mo Zhu'er picked up a compass, the pointer of the compass kept spinning, and finally pointed to the north.

"Going in this direction is..."

Mo Zhu'er thought for a while, and then smiled charmingly, "It's the Tianxuan Sect~"

Tianxuan Sect, Dengtian Mountain.

Outer disciples are participating in the inner sect selection.

As long as they pass the inner sect selection, they can become inner disciples of the Tianxuan Sect.

The treatment of outer disciples and inner disciples can be said to be worlds apart.

This time, the person in charge of the inner disciple selection is a young girl.

The girl sat on the high mountain peak, wearing a blue emerald shirt, a scattered misty green pleated skirt, draped in a light blue emerald gauze, her shoulders were like cut jade, her waist was slender, her skin was like condensed fat and her aura was like a secluded orchid, she moved with a slight step, showing her white wrists in the light gauze, and her eyes contained spring water with clear waves.

A hollow gold hairpin was inserted obliquely into her hair, adorned with a little purple jade, tassels sprinkled on her black hair, her fragrant and tender face was more beautiful than flowers, her fingers were like scallions and her mouth was like containing vermilion.

Beneath her curved and pretty eyelashes, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes rippled with the colors of the world, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, depicting all the scenery of the world.

Her dark black hair slid between the girl's fingertips, as if she was thinking about something.

"Junior Sister Qingwan, would you like to eat a few Heavenly Seeking Fruits?"

A man walked over.

The man's name was Xia Donghua, the son of the Tianxuan Sect's master.

Qin Qingwan glanced at Xia Donghua, smiled and bent her eyes: "Thank you, Senior Brother, but no need, I'm currently containing spiritual power, so it's not suitable to eat things rich in spiritual power."

"Then okay."

Xia Donghua stood beside Qin Qingwan, "By the way, Qingwan, you like Blood Datura, right?

Recently, I found a sea of Blood Datura flowers in a plain east of Tianxuan Sect, would you like to go see it?"

"Senior Brother, I don't really like Blood Datura."

Qin Qingwan smiled politely and shook her head.

"Isn't that so?"

Xia Donghua was stunned for a moment, "But I heard Elder Wang Xuan say that you take care of the Blood Datura flower garden in Wanhua Valley every day."

"Yes~"

Qin Qingwan smiled charmingly.

"I don't really like Blood Datura, but I like to watch Blood Datura bloom."