Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2081: 554: Unknown Spiritual Body! Grade-4 Divination!

Penglai Island, Goddess Cliff, beyond the summit.

Mists envelop the cliffs, resembling a slice of pristine paradise from the Immortal Realm that has tumbled into the mortal world.

Shen Yiren, eyes sparkling and lips blooming red, grinned radiantly while wandering alongside Lu Changsheng, the pair bantering cheerfully.

Her graceful silhouette, draped in emerald robes, swayed delicately like spring grass or tender willow boughs fluttering in the breeze—vibrant, refined, bursting with youthful vigor.

"Come to think of it, I’ve never learned what Daoist Xuanmu pursues, or the direction of his Dao Heart."

Just then, the stunning woman turned to the poised gentleman, her scarlet lips parting gently as she inquired.

"For cultivators like us, our pursuit boils down to surpassing heaven and earth, uncovering our true selves, and keeping the immortal path eternally verdant."

Lu Changsheng’s gaze held warmth as he replied with a smile.

Upon finishing, he caught sight of the woman’s lyrical, painting-like profile—bashful yet smiling, her lovely eyes darting about—and fell into a brief trance.

"Indeed, what ever-green immortal path exists."

"Even possessing matchless talent that eclipses everyone else, even reaching Nascent Soul, after a millennium, one still becomes mere dust and loess."

Lu Changsheng let out a soft sigh, then abruptly turned to Shen Yiren and confessed: "To speak plainly with Daoist Shen, in truth, like most cultivators, I yearn to found a family, establish a clan, and rear offspring."

"Oh?"

Shen Yiren showed mild astonishment.

In her eyes, only those cultivators without ascension prospects would pick that route.

"Daoist Shen surely knows I hail from a lineage of clan cultivators."

Lu Changsheng gave a faint smile, continuing: "As clan cultivators, we’re steeped from youth in notions of building families, taking spouses, and bearing heirs."

"Yet the Cultivation World shifts unpredictably; even a Nascent Soul cultivator can scarcely hold ground, one misstep leading to utter doom, so who dares wed and sire children, breeding complacency."

"Thus, I swore long ago that upon attaining Nascent Soul, I’d find a fellow female cultivator with shared feelings, wed her, bear children, perpetuate the bloodline, and raise descendants."

Lu Changsheng grasped the temperament of this Third Palace Master well.

Cultivating affection gradually to spark mutual desire would demand endless time.

And with the impending catastrophe to shatter, followed by his return to Jiang Country, he lacked leisure to forge deep bonds with this Third Palace Master.

Better to voice some sentiments now.

As they spoke, Lu Changsheng’s eyes locked steadily on Shen Yiren.

"I never imagined Daoist Xuanmu harbored such aspirations."

Shen Yiren’s nature stayed pure, yet she wasn’t ignorant of worldly ways; she grasped the intent behind Lu Changsheng’s words and stare, replying with pretended composure.

"Third Palace Master, your beauty is unmatched."

Seeing her sidestep the subject, Lu Changsheng pressed on: "In this moment, I’m tempted to pen verses or craft odes, but despite racking my mind, no fitting words emerge, leaving me to offer this simple praise."

"Daoist Xuanmu, why utter such words today..."

Shen Yiren hadn’t anticipated the ever-gentle, refined Lu Changsheng turning so forthright; she nibbled her ruby lips softly and whispered.

And reflexively lifted a hand to tuck the ebony strands by her ear, easing the tension.

"Witnessing Elder Jing Qing’s failed Nascent Soul breakthrough wasn’t the effortless affair the Third Palace Master imagined."

Lu Changsheng sighed once more, his gaze intricate as he added: "Though fortune favors me, compared to Elder Jing Qing—a core disciple of Goddess Palace, amply resourced and prepared—mine is no lesser, perhaps even greater..."

"Thus, inwardly, I harbor deep unease too."

Lu Changsheng’s expression grew complicated as he stared at the cloud sea, murmuring quietly.

At these words, Shen Yiren’s heart softened, grasping his inner turmoil completely.

Gazing at Lu Changsheng, she offered tenderly: "With Daoist Xuanmu’s gifts, success in breaking through to Nascent Soul is certain."

"My thanks for your blessed words, Third Palace Master."

Lu Changsheng chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming as he gazed at Shen Yiren, and asked: "Third Palace Master, may I call you Yiren today..."

A faint bite on her luscious lips came from Shen Yiren as she paused briefly, then murmured a gentle "Hmm" in a soft, affectionate tone.

Recalling how only her sister and a handful of trusted ones used that name, Shen Yiren added in a quiet voice: "Daoist Xuanmu can address me like this in private, but in front of my sister, or others, please be mindful."

"Alright, Yiren."

Lu Changsheng gave a light-hearted laugh, a wave of relief washing over him as he made an inviting gesture, and the pair kept wandering through the clouds.

Meanwhile, at Divine Maiden Peak, Bailu Palace.

In the mirror, Shen Baishuang watched the man and woman, realizing this Daoist Xuanmu wasn't as clueless about romance as she'd believed.

Though their words escaped her ears.

Yet from the balanced chuckles, her sister's playful smiles and subtle glances, plus the soft pink on her creamy skin, she saw their bond growing faster than expected.

With continued meetings like this, their union seemed all but sealed.

"Hmph, acting like proper gentlemen and proper ladies in normal times, all faking being proper!"

Shen Baishuang glared at the pair in the mirror, let out a chilly snort, waved her jade hand gracefully with Nascent Soul power churning, and sealed the screen.

If not for the Goddess Palace's sake, the proud Second Palace Master would never stoop to such sneaky deeds.

Even so, after a brief pause, she flipped the mirror open once more, unable to curb her urge to spy, craving their exchanged words.

But as peak Core Formation cultivators, any deeper probe would swiftly tip them off to her watch.

...

The hasty cannot eat hot tofu.

Having nudged their connection forward another step, Lu Changsheng held back from pushing further, smartly pausing at the perfect moment, pleased with the gains.