He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 109 Flower Forest and Peach Blossom Spring

Leng Huan said these words with the intention of fooling as many people as possible, but he didn't expect that someone would actually take them to heart.

Recently, Fu Xun's mind has been filled with her voice, "...He must be a hero, and one day he will come to marry me riding on auspicious clouds..."

After hearing that, I think I understood.

-

On this day, they arrived at a marshland where the sun shone brightly, the water shimmered, lotus leaves filled the pond, reeds swayed on the small islet, and birds chirped.

It was a place blessed with good feng shui. Leng Huan felt the rich spiritual energy and planned to go into seclusion for another year and a half to stabilize his cultivation level.

She was a world apart from Fu Xun; even a dog couldn't catch up with her.

At this time, only two years had passed in the outside world, and Leng Huan originally expected that he would be able to leave the outside world within five years.

"Fu Xun, can you wait another ten years or so?"

The secret realm suppresses cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul stage.

"Yes. As long as your cultivation level doesn't increase any further, don't worry, Senior Sister, I won't leave you behind to go out alone."

"..."

Actually, after that inexplicable conversation that day, Fu Xun took her northeast. Over the past few days, he has been training her and helping her adapt to the new realm.

He looked very serious, and Leng Huan had no idea what he was thinking or whether he was clear-headed. Leng Huan had no chance to probe him.

Is it alright if things remain peaceful like this?

Seeing that he seemed to have stopped asking those questions, Leng Huan relaxed.

-

Wang Chen.

"System, is Long Aotian really going to stay in the secret realm for thirty years?"

"No, host. The male lead's wish value has broken the record. He should be out soon, within two years."

"I wonder what wish Long Aotian has fulfilled. Oh well, since that's the case, I'll go into seclusion too."

"Okay, host, the system will notify you before the next plot begins."

-

Watery Cave,

Leng Huan spent another ten years, using most of the resources he had saved, and finally raised his cultivation to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. The higher the realm, the more spiritual power and resources are needed.

I spent another year stabilizing my cultivation; indeed, the difference in time flow was a cheat code.

However, even though this secret realm is wonderful, one cannot easily go into seclusion without strength or protection.

This precious land originally had a Nascent Soul stage aquatic demon beast, but Fu Xun drove it away, allowing Leng Huan to cultivate in peace.

Although so many years have passed, the years of seclusion really feel like closing your eyes and opening them again; when you wake up, you're still back to square one.

The thought of Fu Xunming's awkwardness automatically triggered Leng Huan's nerves. She paused in her steps as she left the cave, hesitated for a long time, then took a deep breath, pushed open the stone door, and stepped out.

———What greets the eye is a grove of blooming flowers!

Leng Huan was stunned.

Amidst a sea of ​​pink and white, a black figure moved about, and from afar, the sword light shone like a rainbow; it was practicing swordsmanship.

Looking around again, the former ditches and gullies, wasteland and pebbles have been transformed into flat land, crisscrossed by paths, dividing small flowerbeds, and filled with peach and plum blossoms. The lotus flowers in the marshland below the hill still bloom eternally.

This valley, with its year-round spring-like climate and abundant spiritual energy, is a true paradise on earth.

He had once walked through a narrow cave, and when the view suddenly opened up before him, Leng Huan was immediately moved and decided to stop here for a period of seclusion.

Everything was as before, except for this newly added grove of flowers along the paths, which stretched for at least three or four miles.

Did Long Aotian start cultivating flowers because he was bored while waiting for her?

Ah, thinking about it, Leng Huan softened a bit and felt a little guilty, after all, it was her fault that she had wasted so much of the other person's time.

Lost in thought, she didn't even notice the sound of something cutting through the air quieting down until a shadow appeared silently in front of her. Leng Huan suddenly looked up at Fu Xun's still youthful face and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear: "...I've come out of seclusion."

Fu Xun stood in front of her, looked at her for a while, and then smiled, "Eleven years."

-

Those who retreat into seclusion are oblivious to the passage of time; those who wait are the ones who cannot understand the passage of time.

Once you enter the Nascent Soul stage, your lifespan is a thousand years. These ten years are but a fleeting moment. At first, Fu Xun thought he could take it all in stride and calmly face this landscape.

How could it be that after only one year, the empty years are already tormenting my heart?

There was nothing he could do but repeatedly recall the days they spent in Linjiazhuang decades ago. Although only 58 years had passed in the outside world, he felt as if he had lived half his life there.

Since joining the Misty Immortal Sect, he has been either cultivating or in seclusion, and this is the first time he has felt that time is passing too slowly.

Fu Xun sometimes felt that immortality was also a kind of alternative death.

Disappear from public view?

If he's all alone, then who is the immortality for?

Once he stands at the pinnacle of power, fulfilling his mission is enough. What mission? Of course, it's to avenge his parents.

However, Leng Huan had given him a goal beforehand—to become a hero who stands proudly in the world, and then, to hold her hand.

Fu Xun felt that since she said that, she must want that kind of Daoist partner. Since she likes that kind of person, he would become that kind of person, and then she would no longer run away.

Of course, what if she still doesn't want to after that?

Sorry, Long Aotian never considers this, after all, it was she who said it herself.

It is of very high quality.

With this thought in mind, Fu Xun no longer felt the time was passing. From then on, he went to the mountains every day to find a flowering tree to plant, and began his secluded life in the countryside.

He also built a thatched pavilion next to the cave. Many years later, the place had become a forest of flowers and trees, and Fu Xun actually felt his heart was at peace.

He could even calmly recall the inner demon tribulation he encountered when he was undergoing the Nascent Soul tribulation. It was just another, opposite version of himself, a mad, murderous inner demon that couldn't withstand a single sword strike from him. In some ways, his mental fortitude far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.

Similarly, Fu Xun's will to destroy is something that ordinary people cannot stop if he has this thought.

Here, free from external disturbances, Fu Xun was unexpectedly peaceful, even his sword intent was gentle and refreshing (even death was gentle).

Year by year.

On a day when the scenery was breathtaking, the fairy who had been waiting here finally appeared outside the cave, looking bewildered. At that moment, one could only think that seeing a deer deep in the forest was no more than this.

But she is not a deer, she is a fairy.

Fu Xun's mood brightened.

This time, it's been such a long time.

-

"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to have the potential for farming. You can become a fruit farmer and tend to flowers and trees. The pay is not low, much better than working in a restaurant."

"Senior sister, I only know how to work for myself."

Ten years is enough time for everything to change.

Leng Huan sat in Fu Guonong's thatched pavilion, admiring the scenery. At the foot of the mountain, the water was drizzling, and before him, peach and plum blossoms were fragrant and beautiful.

Suddenly I feel that I should find a place like this in the future, and live a peaceful life in the countryside.

Suitable for retirement.

Yes, if you do the math, she's almost thirty, and in the secret realm, she's already fifty.

It was only when she watched Fu Xunhua transform the wasteland into a beautiful landscape over ten years that she realized, damn it, ten years had really passed.

Ten years didn't pass by in the blink of an eye; rather, they left a clear mark.

With this thought, the grudge in her heart was completely put to rest. The other party had already let go, and she shouldn't hold a grudge anymore.

Leng Huan finally let go of his burden.

Haha, it's over, it's over!!

Fu Xun smiled faintly, his expression ambiguous: "Senior Sister really likes places like this?"

The clouds drifted, carrying rain as they gradually reached the hill.

Everything before my eyes was so peaceful it was like an illusion; flowers were not flowers, mist was not mist.

Leng Huan stood up and gazed at the distant, misty rain. "Hmm, this kind of place is suitable for building a hut." Even more suitable for a lazy bum.

The two chatted for a while.

"Junior brother, do you cultivate to become stronger? And what happens after you become stronger?"

"Become stronger and take revenge."

revenge?

That's right, which arrogant protagonist doesn't have a grudge?

Leng Huan's heart tightened. Revenge was one thing, but he shouldn't get so addicted to killing that he wanted to destroy himself.

She gave a dry laugh: "Ha, what happens after you get your revenge?"

Fu Xun looked at her with amusement: "Keep getting stronger, and then... reach the pinnacle of life."

Leng Huan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She had been so preoccupied with pushing Long Aotian away that she almost forgot he had confessed his feelings to her!

No! This chapter can't be turned yet; we can only turn halfway through.

However, Long Aotian is probably not the type to be persistent and clingy.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Huan: "That's great! I believe you can reach the Nascent Soul stage in thirty years, the Body Integration stage in fifty years, and the Great Ascension stage in eighty years..."

Fu Xun raised an eyebrow. "Senior sister has a lot of confidence in me."

Leng Huan curled his lip, "Who told you to be Long Aotian, the favored son of Heaven?"

"Didn't you go out for a walk while I was in seclusion? The secret realm is closed, so there shouldn't be anyone else around. It'll be a peaceful training ground." There won't be a bunch of people fighting over the treasures.

"I went out about six years ago when a beast tide broke out in the Dragon Spine Mountains." At the time, fearing it would affect the area, Fu Xun set up countless restrictions before he could go out and clear out the monsters.

Fortunately, I didn't stop my seclusion in the rocky hills, otherwise I would definitely have been affected. I don't know if it's the balancing ability of the secret realm itself, but as long as a demon beast wants to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, a beast tide will break out, and countless high-level demon beasts will kill each other.

Leng Huan: "You actually dared to go out during the beast tide? Is the impact widespread? That's very dangerous..."

With a slight smile indicating that he didn't care, Fu Xun stood up, scooped up a handful of rain, and looked at Leng Huan: "Senior Sister, this place is suitable for you to refine your water magic. Would you like to give it a try?"

Leng Huan was planning to spend a few days testing his current abilities to see how far he could utilize water magic.

However, this kind of weather will definitely have a big impact; it's likely that the flower grove will be completely destroyed.

After shaking her head, she made conversation: "When the weather clears up tomorrow, we'll go down the mountain to practice. Would you like to be my sparring partner?"

I don’t know when it started, but whenever the two of them are silent, an eerie atmosphere rises.

Fu Xun agreed: "Okay."