We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 540: Would He… Like It?

In the ancestral land of the Tushan clan, atop Moon God Mountain at its center, the Moon God Tree stood quietly, its branches and leaves swaying gently in the breeze.

As usual, Tushan Jingci sat beneath the Moon God Tree and devoted herself to cultivation.

Faint radiance spilled down from the tips of the treetop’s branches, falling across the woman’s shoulders and through her hair.

At that moment, the woman seemed like a goddess, giving off a soft, pale glow.

Recently, the closer the holy-daughter ceremony drew, the less time Tushan Jingci had to herself.

When she was not meeting various elders or visiting guests, she was studying how to handle the clan’s many complicated affairs.

Otherwise, she was cultivating beneath the Moon God Tree, day after day.

Many times, she had secretly wondered whether she should slow her cultivation down a little—at least enough to let herself sleep properly and have one beautiful dream.

In the dream, she could even see Xiao Mo.

But whenever she thought of how Xiao Mo would soon return to Tushan, and then thought of all the resistance she and he might very likely encounter when they married, Tushan Jingci gathered her spirits again.

She wanted her realm to be higher.

Higher still.

She understood very clearly that only the higher her realm became, the more people’s mouths she could shut.

Yet Tushan Jingci gradually discovered that after she stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, her cultivation speed no longer seemed as fast as before.

Of course, the higher one cultivated, the more difficult it became. That was only natural.

But Tushan Jingci felt that what she was facing was not the difficulty of “taking one more step from the top of a hundred-foot pole.” It was more like a spell formation as intangible as air had sealed her tightly inside it, and no matter what she did, she could not break free.

“But then again, why is Sister Xiaoqing from the Four Seas so interested in Xiao Mo?”

When Tushan Jingci thought of that Sister Xiaoqing who had come to Tushan not long ago, doubts involuntarily began to stir in her heart.

At the time, Grand Elder Tushan Meng had said that an honored guest had arrived from the Four Seas, and had taken Tushan Jingci to welcome her.

But the instant Tushan Jingci saw Xiaoqing, several traces of surprise immediately rose in her heart.

Because she realized this was not the first time she had seen this guest from the Four Seas.

This “Sister Xiaoqing” was precisely the one she had encountered back at Cold Mountain Academy.

So that white-dressed fairy who had quietly watched fish in the waterside pavilion with her back then had actually been the Lord of the Four Seas, a perfected Ascension Realm supreme expert, a being who could be called one of the most powerful existences across the two worlds.

And this Sister Xiaoqing was the Lord of the Four Seas’ younger sister, also a perfected Immortal Realm mighty expert.

When Xiaoqing saw Tushan Jingci, she was likewise rather surprised.

She had not expected that the young woman who had chatted with her older sister in the waterside pavilion back then would now become the holy daughter of the Tushan clan.

After that, Tushan Jingci met with Xiaoqing several more times.

Her impression of this Sister Xiaoqing had actually always been quite good.

But very soon, Tushan Jingci noticed that Sister Xiaoqing always seemed to be asking about Xiao Mo, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

But...

Logically speaking, Xiao Mo had always stayed with her. He had never left, and he had neither the chance nor any reason to have any intersection with the Four Seas.

Then why had he drawn such concern from Sister Xiaoqing?

At the time, Tushan Jingci had asked about it tactfully.

But Xiaoqing had only answered vaguely, saying that she had heard rumors of Xiao Mo on the battlefield and was merely curious about such a young Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Yet Tushan Jingci faintly felt that the truth was probably nowhere near so simple.

“Young Lady...”

Just as Tushan Jingci was privately pondering what connection might exist between the Four Seas and Xiao Mo, Yueshi quietly walked over and bowed before her.

“Sister Yueshi, what is it?” Tushan Jingci raised her head and asked with a smile.

“Young Lady, there is a letter for you. Xiao Mo sent it from Flowing Sand City.”

Yueshi took out the letter from inside her robes and respectfully presented it to Tushan Jingci.

As soon as she heard that Xiao Mo had written to her, Tushan Jingci hurriedly stood and impatiently took the envelope.

She read it carefully, word by word. Her gaze moved slowly across the page, as if she feared missing a single character Xiao Mo had written, or even the smallest stroke of his brush.

Standing at the side, Yueshi could clearly sense the joy in her young lady’s eyes, joy she could not suppress.

Looking at that happy, lovely expression on her young lady’s face, Yueshi could not help feeling a touch of emotion in her heart.

Perhaps in this world, only Xiao Mo alone could make her young lady reveal such heartfelt joy.

“Sister Yueshi, Xiao Mo says in his letter that when he comes back from Flowing Sand City this time, he will give me a gift to congratulate me on becoming Tushan’s holy daughter.” The corners of Tushan Jingci’s lips lifted, and her tone was filled with happiness she could not hide.

“I see...” Yueshi smiled faintly, her eyes carrying a trace of gentleness. “But no matter what Xiao Mo gives you, Young Lady, you would probably like it, wouldn’t you?”

“Of course.” Tushan Jingci nodded happily, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents. “As long as it is something Xiao Mo gives me, I will like it.”

“Right, Sister Yueshi.” A trace of worry suddenly flashed through Tushan Jingci’s eyes, and she asked softly, “Have you found any news? Has Xiao Mo... gone to the Phoenix-Bird Secret Realm?”

“He should not have.” Yueshi answered softly, her tone carrying a measure of certainty. “According to the information I have gathered over the past few days, Flowing Sand City has indeed dispatched quite a few cultivators to the Phoenix-Bird Secret Realm, but Xiao Mo’s name is not on that list.”

“That’s good... That’s good...”

Tushan Jingci immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed along with it.

She lifted her delicate head, her gaze passing through layer upon layer of branches and leaves to look toward the clear blue sky in the distance.

“As long as he does not go to the Phoenix-Bird Secret Realm, everything can be discussed. And before much longer, he should be back.” The corners of Tushan Jingci’s lips rose slightly. “He is going to give me a congratulatory gift, and courtesy demands reciprocity. I should give him a gift too.”

Curiosity surfaced in Yueshi’s eyes. “I wonder what you plan to give Xiao Mo, Young Lady?”

“Mm... I need to think about that carefully.” Tushan Jingci lowered her delicate head. Her slender fingers gently rubbed her fair chin, and she looked as though she were thinking very seriously.

A fresh breeze passed by.

The leaves of the hundred-zhang-tall Moon God Tree shook softly, making a rustling sound like chanting, like song.

Beneath the tree, the breeze gently brushed past the woman’s long dress. Her skirt clung to her graceful figure and fluttered lightly, as if in that moment, even the breeze had taken on her shape.

“Ah! I have it!” A bright gleam suddenly flashed through Tushan Jingci’s eyes.

“Sister Yueshi... tell me...”

She turned her head and looked at Yueshi, her brows and eyes curving, her tone carrying a little playfulness and shyness.

“If I give him myself...”

“Would he... like it?”