I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals 322

Here is the translation of the Chinese chapter:

**Chapter 318: White Clothes Reappear**

Lu Chang’an revealed a thoughtful expression as he walked out of the cave alone.

Whoosh!

By the pool in front of the cave, Yun Ling, dressed in a white robes, was sitting with a bored expression, her eyes gazing blankly ahead. Her small feet were tapping on the water’s surface.

“Mr. Xu, you’re out.”

Yun Ling’s eyes brightened as she stood up and bowed.

She subconsciously looked behind Lu Chang’an, a hint of disappointment on her face.

“Big Turtle is still in closed-door cultivation, practicing spiritual beast techniques. Let’s wait for a while…”

Lu Chang’an understood her thoughts.

Years ago, Yun Ling had broken through the small realm and entered the middle stage of Zhu Ji.

“Yeah.”

Yun Ling lightly responded, though she was worried.

After being in close contact with Big Turtle for so many years, she couldn’t help but notice:

Big Turtle’s spiritual nature contained unusual nourishing water bubbles, unlike ordinary water arrow turtles.

Her skin was silky smooth, even surpassing her beauty when she was a young girl. Her bone structure and flexibility had also improved significantly.

Even the female cultivators from the Xuan Yin Pavilion were envious of her skin care secrets.

Rumble!

The underground secret room was once again disturbed as Big Turtle’s head collided with the door, making a sound to express its discontent.

Its dark green, profound gaze was no longer as innocent, revealing a hint of violence and killing intent.

Recently, Lu Chang’an had forbidden it from meeting Yun Ling.

The reason was that Big Turtle’s water-based magic and demonic aura contained a cold, dark energy, characteristic of the water god.

Before it could control its bloodline and practice pure water-based magic, it couldn’t meet Yun Ling.

If it were the previous Big Turtle, it would be very difficult to achieve this.

It required precise control over its bloodline power to maintain its pure water arrow turtle form.

However, after only three months…

Big Turtle had come out of its closed-door cultivation, able to control its bloodline transformation and practice pure water-based magic.

Lu Chang’an had tested it and found that Big Turtle’s combat power had reached the average level of a heavenly bloodline, its fighting skills far surpassing those of before.

There were both gains and losses.

Big Turtle’s healing and nourishing abilities had decreased by two to three levels, but only for human cultivators, not demonic beasts.

Its nourishing abilities for Xuan Tian Bottle Gourd had even increased.

“Big Turtle!”

Yun Ling’s eyes turned red as she smiled and opened her arms to hug its head.

Big Turtle’s violent emotions calmed down, and it obediently nuzzled her.

Some water dripped onto Yun Ling’s dress.

Yun Ling’s delicate, fair face turned slightly red as she realized her mistake and took off her shoes, sitting on Big Turtle’s back with her legs crossed.

Lu Chang’an, dressed in blue, stood with his hands behind his back, nodding silently.

After the bloodline upgrade, Big Turtle’s temperament had changed due to the influence of its innate aura.

After observing for several days…

Lu Chang’an confirmed that Yun Ling’s companionship and comfort had helped Big Turtle’s mental growth.

As for the Earth Rock Mouse, there was no need to worry; its temperament had not changed significantly.

The Earth Rock Mouse’s earth-based abilities, including its speed and close combat, had improved slightly.

It was also better at hiding and ambushing now.

Three days later…

Lu Chang’an called Yun Ling over alone.

“Xue Er, I and Big Turtle are going back to the Alliance of Righteousness. Let’s go back to your hometown and reunite with your grandma and elder brother.”

Lu Chang’an explained his plan.

Yun Ling nodded, promising to return to River Source Green Island every two to three years.

Tianying Town had disappeared for many years, and the greatest threat to the Li Huo Palace had vanished, allowing it to develop steadily in the outer realm.

Lu Chang’an had established a Xiu Xian clan at his former mountain resort, named “Duan’s Family”.

Perhaps to protect or for other reasons, Grandma didn’t let the Yun siblings change their surname.

Three days later…

Lu Chang’an brought Yun Ling out, riding a low-key, unadorned carriage treasure, with a soft, dark blue canopy that blocked the wind and sand from outside.

After flying for several thousand miles, a woman wearing a veil and a green dress joined them in the carriage.

Lu Chang’an nodded silently to her.

Yun Ling could only see a blurry face, but her body was elegant, with refined features, though not exceptionally beautiful.

The carriage treasure reached the clouds above River Source Green Island.

Yun Ling bowed to Lu Chang’an and bid farewell.

Before leaving, she couldn’t help but glance at the veiled woman.

“This little girl is getting more and more beautiful; her potential is exceptional. I’d like to take her as my personal disciple.”

The veiled woman spoke, her voice as melodious as a gentle breeze, making one feel at ease.

It turned out that the ordinary-looking green-dressed woman was none other than Nüwa Xiān, the first female Jiedan cultivator of the Alliance of Righteousness.

“He’s already entered the symbol path and doesn’t have the energy to practice music.”

Lu Chang’an replied, expressionless.

The veiled woman chuckled, “You’re trying to find a worthy successor, aren’t you? You’re afraid that I’ll take advantage of you when you’re old and weak…”

Nüwa Xiān’s eyes seemed to hold a hint of resentment.

……

A month later…

The carriage treasure left the State of Feng and traversed the endless deserts, nearing the border of the Alliance of Righteousness.

Lu Chang’an couldn’t help but glance at Nüwa Xiān’s veil.

“Please rest assured, Master Xu. I won’t reveal my identity or act rashly. This time, I’m only accompanying you to the State of Liang to revisit old places and find news about Liu Qingyan.”

Nüwa Xiān smiled and added a layer of prohibition on her veil.

Lu Chang’an nodded in satisfaction.

……

Several months ago, Lu Chang’an had calculated that some acquaintances from his past had reached the end of their lifespan.

Among them was someone with less than half a year left, on the brink of death.

Lu Chang’an decided to return to the State of Liang.

He had two more things to attend to.

One was collecting materials for a third-stage puppet, which required many high-grade, rare materials.

Currently, Lu Chang’an lacked the financial resources, and collecting all the materials would take a long time.

Even with the help of the Xuan Yin Pavilion and the Star Moon Chamber of Commerce, progress was slow.

Taking advantage of the Alliance of Righteousness’ temporary truce, he could gather more materials in the State of Liang.

The second matter was the remnants of the Xuan Tian Bottle Gourd.

With Lu Chang’an’s current insight, analyzing the changes in the gourd, he suspected that there might be other, similar gourds hidden elsewhere.

After obtaining the gourd from the ancient ruins’ core, his master had told him that the gourd was obtained through an array.

Later, the ruins were sealed by the State of Liang’s Golden Yang Sect, allowing only their disciples to enter and practice.

Lu Chang’an had wanted to revisit the ruins but didn’t have the opportunity.

Now, with his increased power, he wanted to confirm the possibility of other gourds existing with his master.

It was a long shot, but he wanted to be certain.

His master, one of the people with a limited lifespan, still had seven to eight years left.

As they arrived in the State of Liang…

Lu Chang’an didn’t go to find his master first, but instead flew towards the Lake of the Moon’s direction.

Nüwa Xiān knew Lu Chang’an’s identity and gazed down at the land of the State of Liang, her emotions stirred.

When they passed by Wū Qí Mountain…

Lu Chang’an paused, his divine sense scanning the small peak below.

The tomb of Guan Qiao’s House was still intact outside the cave.

Old Man Guan, who was over 160 years old, had become a white-bearded elder, with a cultivator’s build.

He was already unable to break through and had no hope of becoming a Jiedan.

Currently, the small peak had become the spiritual vein of the Guan family and the guards.

Landlord Guan had bought the usage rights to the small peak for two hundred years, with the option to purchase it fully in the future.

This was due to the Golden Yang Valley’s favoritism and good fortune.

In the past, during the demon war, many sects had depleted their resources and lacked spirit stones.

As a result, they had to sell or lease some of their properties, extending the lease period to gather more spirit stones.

The Guan family was short-lived, and their sect was declining.

Their sect’s history was a mere few decades, and they were once a second-rate sect.

After experiencing the demon war, their sect began to decline, and now they had to rely on the Golden Yang Valley’s protection.

This was why Landlord Guan was so respectful and polite, hoping to form an alliance with the Golden Yang Valley through marriage.

This was the reason for his obsequious behavior.

“Alas, if only the ancestral grave hadn’t been divided, and half of it hadn’t been given to the Golden Yang Valley…!”

An old man from the Guan family lamented, slapping his thigh in regret.

It seemed like the actions of the missing Turtle True Immortal had indeed been unfair back then.

…

At the Lake of the Moon’s Mu family old ancestor’s cave…

Li Congren, the Jiedan True Immortal from the Snowy Mountain Li family, had arrived with his two young disciples.

The Mu family members were gathered, their faces filled with worry and sorrow.

“Matriarch, this is Li Congren.”

Mu Changxiu, the current family head, came out to greet him.

Li Congren nodded, his eyes fixed on Mu Bingyan, who was bedridden.

“Grandma, Li True Immortal is here.”

Mu Changxiu led Li Congren to Mu Bingyan’s bedside.

Mu Bingyan’s silver hair was disheveled, and her face was pale, but her eyes still shone with a hint of beauty.

She opened her eyes with great difficulty, looking at Li Congren.

“Congren, take care of…my funeral…”

Mu Bingyan’s weak voice seemed to hold a hint of sadness.

Li Congren nodded, his face solemn.

The two young disciples from the Snowy Mountain Li family exchanged glances.

It seemed like Mu Bingyan wanted to ask Li Congren something, but lacked the courage.

With her final breath…

Mu Bingyan suddenly sat up, her eyes fixed on the air.

“Uncle Lu…”

Her voice was weak, but her eyes seemed to hold a deep longing.

Everyone was stunned. Who was Uncle Lu?

Li Congren’s expression changed, and he looked at Mu Bingyan’s hand, which was grabbing

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