This Human Immortal Is Too Serious

The Young Master is truly...

In the bedroom, Lin Suqing carefully observed the young girl sitting quietly by the bed and couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, her expression slightly perplexed.

She had heard Wu Wang speak of the stories on the deserted island and knew that her Young Master was deeply infatuated with the girl before him, having made vows of eternal love and promises of reincarnation.

But today, upon seeing her in person, Lin Suqing couldn't help but murmur a few words of doubt about the Young Master in her heart.

How could he bear to hurt someone as innocent as Princess Jingwei!

Looking at this young girl, her figure and face seemed no older than that of a girl who had just reached the age of fifteen.

Her face was slightly slender, her delicate hands small and dainty, and her bright eyes were like Jade Stones condensed from millennia of spiritual water, seemingly able to reflect the tiniest darkness in a person's heart, making it impossible for one to harbor any filthy thoughts in front of her.

She was like uncarved jade, but this piece of jade no longer required any carving.

"You..."

As soon as Lin Suqing spoke, the girl in green stood up nervously and silently looked at Lin Suqing, waiting for her to speak.

Her big watery eyes trembled ever so slightly, and her eyebrows, shaped like willow leaves, didn't contain a trace of vulgarity. Her Spiritual Energy almost brimmed over.

The Young Master is truly incorrigible, to even charm such a girl!

"Please sit, there's no need to stand," Lin Suqing said hurriedly. "I am the Young Master's teacher, and also sort of his maiden. The Young Master always mentions his encounter with you to me."

The girl in green slightly pursed her lips and quietly asked, "Does he... mention it often?"

"Of course."

Lin Suqing's eyes crinkled into crescents as she smiled.

"I met the Young Master in the Northern Wilderness. Back then, he wanted to learn the cultivation methods of the Human Domain. After saving me several times and avenging a great injustice for my sect, I secretly vowed to serve as the Young Master's maiden.

So, there's no need for formality with me... Oh right, my name is Suqing, the 'Su' from vegetarian and 'qing' from light and airy, and my surname is Lin from double wood."

"I'm called Nüwa."

The girl in green said softly, "But such a name is from ancient times when surnames weren't prevalent. My mother used to call me 'Nüwa, Nüwa'.

Now, I don't even know what I should call myself."

"Jingwei, what a lovely name," Lin Suqing said.

"Hmm, thank you."

She replied with a light laugh, though one could see she was still slightly nervous.

After a moment of thought, Jingwei said quietly,

"Then, let's see how he calls me... Sister, would you like to come sit here?

I actually have not had much contact with people and am unfamiliar with societal norms. If I'm rude or offensive in any way, I hope you will be understanding."

"Ah, how could I possibly!"

Lin Suqing waved her hands in dismissal but took the opportunity to sit down beside the bed, her smile almost reaching the skies as she continued, "How could you call me sister? Hehe, I'm just someone who serves the Young Master. I'm different from Fairy Ling and Her Highness. I'm just a simple maiden after all."

Hm? Why is this sister smiling so strangely?

"Sister..."

"Oh my!" Lin Suqing covered her face with both hands. "Please don't call me that, I can't take it, truly I can't."

Jingwei tilted her head slightly, with a few question marks popping up on her forehead.

"Sis..."

"EEP!"

Uh, the people of the Human race nowadays seem to have quite different manners, communication, personalities, and perceptions compared to those in her era.

Lin Suqing laughed for a while, then quickly adjusted her demeanor and sat upright next to Jingwei.

"My dear— ahem, Your Highness, you just said that you're not yet ready to meet the Young Master. Why is that?"

Jingwei's thin pink lips tightened, a trace of unease in her eyes.

"I don't know how to face him, nor what to say. If I suddenly appear before him looking like this... and I'm no longer able to touch him.

His heart will surely feel heavy.

He once told me that he was drawn to me because he could be close to me, that he thought I was his only cure in this world.

Later he found out it was because I was just a remnant spirit, which circumvented his strange illness.

Now..."

Jingwei's eyes dimmed slightly.

Even if she transformed into a Blue Bird, touching Wu Wang would lead to him falling asleep.

"The Young Master didn't describe it like that to me; he couldn't stop singing your praises," Lin Suqing interjected.

"It's not the same."

Jingwei sighed faintly, a hint of distress in her eyes, and said in a low voice,

"If I meet him and he reaches out to hold my hand only to pass out, I will no longer be the most special one to him.

Even if we could be together forever from now on, he will ultimately have regrets.

I am not the one he is fated to be with."

"Fate? What fate? When it comes to feelings, you have to fight for them yourself." Lin Suqing lifted her hand, intending to pat Jingwei on the shoulder, but then felt it would be inappropriate to have such physical contact so soon after meeting. So instead, she just played with a lock of hair by her ear.

She said with a smile,

"Do you want to hear how I met the Young Master? In the beginning, he didn't think highly of this Nascent Soul Daoist at all.

He was always finding fault with me, this way and that.

Have you ever seen someone who gives Xun Grass to a lady as a gift? That shows he thought I was too ordinary, not even good enough to be his maiden!

Yet, wasn't it due to my bit by bit of effort that now, everything about his daily life, all aspects, require my involvement? He no longer even mentions the idea of having me go out to cultivate."

Jingwei's eyes immediately sparkled, and she asked quietly, "How did you manage that?"

Lin Suqing smiled confidently, pride glinting in her eyes as she began to recount her initial encounters with Wu Wang.

She didn't embellish the story, recounting Wu Wang's blunt attitude and sharp tongue from those days in detail, bringing continuous gentle laughter from the young girl beside her.

In that bedroom, Lin Suqing attempted to counsel the girl before her.

It wasn't for any particular reason.

The Young Master's inability to touch women was already tragic enough, and it would be too pitiful if the one he longed for in his heart didn't recognize him when standing before his eyes.

Sigh.

Lin Suqing sighed inwardly.

She suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, as if she was back at the Clear Wind and Moon Sect leading her younger fellow disciples.

It seemed that the affairs between men and women were the same regardless of their cultivation, power, or experience—always so fraught with worry and self-inflicted troubles.

「...」

「Earth Palace.」

Wu Wang looked at the Evil God kneeling before him, a relaxed smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Taming such a gigantic serpent truly hadn't been easy.

At this moment, the serpent named Ming She was soaked in cold sweat, her long hair sliding down her smooth, old shoulders and spreading on the ground, with the Dao rhythm around her fluctuating continuously.

The Talisman in front of Wu Wang, which had only one stroke left to complete, flickered faintly before turning into drifting sand.

Ming She seemed to have lost all her strength, slowly collapsing onto her left side, with a trace of tears streaking down the corner of her eyes.

How could she have fallen into the hands of such a member of the Human race!

The appearance and figure she had meticulously sculpted during her transformation seemed like hollow shells before this man, incapable of arousing even the slightest pity in him.

The Heaven and Earth Divine Skills she took pride in were no advantage before him, easily abandoned without a moment's hesitation.

Ming She knew that her concession had now become a demon in her heart.

But she had no choice but to make this attempt, trying to resist the power of the Ancient Divine Spell.

If she couldn't resist today, she might gradually lose the thought of resistance in the future, truly becoming a mount without self-awareness—to be ridden at will with no dignity.

As an Evil God in the Heaven Palace, at least she had the power to dominate other creatures.

To become the mount of a strong being was to be even lower than her own kind.

But the outcome of this attempt at resistance...

...was utter defeat.

Ming She felt a touch of fear as she realized that the hatred in her heart for Wu Wangzi was fading away.

This was the backlash of failing to resist the enslaving Divine Spell.

Wu Wang, with his hands behind his back, circled Ming She twice and said in a calm voice,

"Ming She, if you don't have the courage to seek death, there's no need for such dramatics.

You are a being that covets life and fears death; you know how to pursue benefits and avoid harm. I value your Heaven and Earth shifting Divine Skills, but even without such Divine Skills, it wouldn't affect me much.

In this power struggle, you are destined to be the loser. Have you ever thought about it?"

Ming She's fingers trembled slightly, and she opened her slender eyes again to reveal a dim and lackluster gaze.

Wu Wang asked, "What exactly are you in this world for?"

Ming She's lips quivered, but she couldn't say a word.

"To become stronger, to avoid being bullied by other creatures? Or to gain immortality, to live forever in the world... ACHOO!"

Wu Wang turned his head and sneezed; his deep, imposing baritone voice suddenly faltered.

What was that about?

He was in the middle of a psychological attack, and just like that...!

"Heh."

Ming She let out a cold laugh, a faint light returning to her eyes, her voice weak yet firm as she said,

"I have lived through long years and already understand some questions are not worth pondering. Creatures only seek to live and to live better.

Since I have been subdued by you, I am now your servant, at your disposal.

But remember, I have my own bottom line, and I won't flatter you just to please you."

Wu Wang suddenly lost interest in subjugating her and said indifferently,

"Get up and put on some more proper clothing."

Ming She was enveloped by Divine Light, and as it faded, the somewhat revealing tube dress was replaced with a thick purple gown, her long hair also coiling up on its own.

She slowly floated up to stand, and as her feet touched the ground, they were already covered in a pair of leather boots. She lowered her head and followed behind Wu Wang.

Outside the Earth Palace door, a group of experts stood on high alert.

Xiao Jian Daoist crossed his arms and asked telepathically, "Wu Wang, is this reliable?"

"Rest assured," Wu Wang felt for a moment the multitude of thoughts in Ming She's heart, all of which he knew clearly.

Wu Wang said, "This Divine Spell was transcribed by me from an ancient text. It was a method used by many Divine Spirits before the Ancient God Wars to control the powerful non-Innate Gods.

Ming She is now unable to defy any of my commands.

In light of this, you can later arrange a residence for her at the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion, so she can stay there and be conveniently supervised."

"We naturally trust you, Wu Wang." Xiao Jian smiled and continued, "But subduing an Evil God is indeed somewhat incredible... Never mind, I will go inform my master and ask how to properly accommodate her."

An elder said, "Hall Master, why not ride this Ming She around the Human Domain? It would boost the morale of Cultivators everywhere."

Ride?

Ming She's narrow eyes nearly spit fire, her slender form erupting with a fierce aura.

Wu Wang turned his head to look at her.

Ming She immediately bowed her head, her body trembling slightly. Her expression mixed anger with helplessness, but in the end, she could only ask,

"Can I just pull the carriage instead?"

Wu Wang nodded in satisfaction.

He smiled at Xiao Jian Daoist and said, "Perfect, I also need to pay a visit to the Pavilion Master. Brother Xiao, let's go together."

"Good."

Xiao Jian agreed and turned, making a gesture of invitation.

The experts followed uneasily for a while, 'escorting' Ming She out of the Earth Palace.

Ling Xiaolan flew in from the side, curiously eyeing Ming She and asked, "Has she already surrendered so easily?"

Her words implied a reminder to Wu Wang not to be deceived by Ming She.

Ming She gave a cold smile.

But Wu Wang said, "It's complicated. I used a Divine Spell to control her life and death."

"Hmm," Ling Xiaolan said, "as long as you are confident, that's fine."

"Don't worry," Wu Wang said with his hands clasped behind his back, "I've got this under control."

Ling Xiaolan blinked but couldn't help observing the Evil God behind Wu Wang with concealed vigilance.

Yet, as they walked along, noticeable changes occurred to Ming She.

When they left the Earth Palace, Ming She was visibly irritated by the curious Immortal Consciousnesses probing her, and by the watching Immortal Soldiers and clerks, nearly lashing out several times.

But a few stern looks from Wu Wang were enough to calm Ming She quickly each time, making her bow her head, not daring to speak.

By the time they neared Master Liu's loft, Ming She had a calm expression.

She walked behind Wu Wang with her head held high and chest out, her expression aloof and her eyes cold. Though her aura had become much more stable, she still gave off a vibe of being 'difficult to approach'.

Wu Wang reflected silently—that Divine Spell was indeed a bit uncanny.

He glanced at his nearby dwelling, only to see it enveloped by Immortal Mu's Dao Rhyme, all Formations completely activated.

"What is Suqing doing?"

Wu Wang was muttering to himself, but Ming She, who was behind him, had a trace of Divine Light flash in her eyes. She said indifferently, "Your maiden is playing with a young girl."

Wu Wang nodded calmly. "From now on, do not spy on my dwelling without good reason."

"Hmph."

Ming She let out a light snort, but then lowered her head and said, "Understood."

Wu Wang smiled inwardly. Suqing and Immortal Mu do get along quite well.

He then pushed open the wooden door and, together with Xiao Jian and Fairy Ling, led Ming She into the loft. Master Liu and several Vice Pavilion Masters immediately became alert.

They had fought and chased Evil Gods before, but this was the first time they had seen one being subdued as a mount.

Upon reflection, it was indeed quite thrilling.

「...」

「An hour later, in the training ground beneath the Pavilion Master's loft.」

Ming She reverted to her true form, coiling into the size of a small hill.

Wu Wang floated in front of Ming She, eyes closed, covering her body with Immortal Consciousness. With Ming She deliberately dropping her defenses, he studied the flow of Divine Power within the Evil God's body.

Similar to fierce beasts, the Spiritual Core was the key.

Of course, for an Evil God, its Spiritual Core would be more aptly termed the 'Divine Core'.

Before long, Wu Wang retreated to a corner. Ming She's body, covered in Divine Light, similarly transformed into human form.

It seemed she thought that maintaining a human form would earn her more respect here.

In the corner, Master Liu and Xiao Jian Daoist stood by the grill, turning skewers of meat, with two wine flasks floating beside the master and disciple.

Ling Xiaolan was situated about thirty feet away, levitating in the air as she meditated, occasionally strumming the strings of her long zither.

Master Liu said with a smile, "So, you got a mount just for decoration? Why don't you take it for a ride!"

A fierce light flashed in Ming She's eyes.

But Master Liu remained perfectly at ease.

Wu Wang said, "Ming She, do not be disrespectful towards Master Liu."

"Understood."

Ming She's "Understood" came quite readily now. She stood calmly in the center of the training ground, like a stone statue.

Xiao Jian Daoist exclaimed, "This Ancient Divine Spell is really powerful."

"Not just powerful," Master Liu mused. "If such a Divine Spell were to spread, it would be a disaster."

Wu Wang lifted his robe and sat to the side. He took a skewer of meat from Xiao Jian Daoist and said with a chuckle,

"Using Divine Spells doesn't come without a price, and the conditions are quite strict.

In the original hierarchy of the Innate Gods, there are classifications such as lower, higher, and the strongest gods.

Beings like Candle Dragon and Emperor Shun count as the strongest gods, while Star God, the Ancient Five Elements Gods, Sun Goddess, and the like barely cross this threshold and have the opportunity to establish their own order.

This Divine Spell can only be cast by higher upon lower.

The Evil Gods are special; they have no hierarchy, only the strength bestowed by Heaven Palace, which is essentially a 'right to use the Great Dao,' making me lucky to have picked up a bargain."

Xiao Jian Daoist nodded as if he understood, even though he really didn't.

Master Liu laughed. "You handle these matters yourself. The Human Emperor trusts you so much, I won't ask too much."

"Speaking of which," Wu Wang pulled out a necklace from inside his collar, "I'm out of funds, get me some."

"Sure, let's go after we're done eating!"

Master Liu agreed, then added with a laugh, "Just one thing I'll mention in advance, there isn't much Divine Power left. When you were wandering in the Southeastern Region, the Human Emperor took away the Divine Power of an Evil God.

You already have Ming She as your subordinate, so when are you going to capture a few more Evil Gods?"

"The Human Emperor took the Divine Power of an Evil God?"

Wu Wang wondered, "What does the Human Emperor need Divine Power for? Alchemy?"

"Can't say for sure," Master Liu pondered while stroking his beard. "The Human Emperor doesn't have to explain to us subjects, but it's definitely for the good of the Human Domain, so don't worry."

Wu Wang hummed thoughtfully for a moment.

Something is off. What could the old senior want with Divine Power...?

Wu Wang bit into a skewer, but then his gaze sharpened, and he sat completely still.

Your maiden is playing with a young girl.

A young girl?

Immortal Mu should be in the form of a young child.

That Blue Bird, the old senior's Dao Rhyme, the Divine Power that disappeared from here...

Master Liu glanced up at Wu Wang, confused. "What's wrong? Is something amiss? I told you, taming an Evil God couldn't be that simple."

"Has she come?"

Wu Wang's Adam's apple trembled lightly as he suddenly stood up, knocking over the wine flasks beside him and spilling seasoning from the skewer.

The others were puzzled.

Xiao Jian asked, "Who has come?"

Wu Wang stared at Xiao Jian. "How long has that Blue Bird been here? How long was she here while I was unconscious?"

"Well, I..."

"Ever since you returned to the Human Domain, she has been here all the time, wouldn't leave your couch's side. Only then did we place the bird's perch there."

Ling Xiaolan spoke softly on the side but did not raise her head to look at Wu Wang. Instead, she lowered her head to pluck at the strings of her qin and slowly said,

"It is said within my sect that the Dao Rhyme of Your Majesty, three years ago, once circulated beyond the mountains at the rear of Xuan Nu Sect."

Wu Wang involuntarily took a half step back, then suddenly leapt nimbly over the barbecue grill, his form transforming into a burst of golden light as he shot towards the entrance.

Liu Baiyi and Xiao Jian Daoist were naturally clueless, while Ming She's figure flickered and followed closely behind Wu Wang.

Ling Xiaolan sighed softly, her fingers playing a few more notes on the qin, recalling Sect Master Jingyue's advice from before, only then understanding the meaning behind her words.

She seemed unaffected in her mood, perhaps already aware of this matter, and continued tuning the long qin.

The master and disciple duo beside her exchanged glances, their meat-skewer biting motions strikingly synchronized.

Wu Wang ran all the way, nearly tearing down Liu Baiyi's bookcase and door frame.

Fortunately, years of experience had refined him, far removed from the green youth he once was. He managed to contain the agitation within him, running while taking out a Crystal Ball, his fingers lightly tapping it.

When he arrived in front of the pavilion, the Crystal Ball projected the images of two figures just in time.

Both of them were lying on a couch, their legs hanging in the air and gently swinging—a mature beauty who was undoubtedly Lin Suqing, and the other a charming young lady in green, familiar yet somewhat foreign.

Wu Wang felt a twinge in his nose but immediately held back.

He opened his mouth wanting to laugh, but when he tried to grin, no sound came out. He scratched his head subconsciously, his heart unexpectedly beginning to feel anxious.

Right now, the girl he was so intently staring at was giggling, her dress somewhat loose.

Still as before, yet not quite like before...

Suddenly, Immortal Mu's voice shouted from the Crystal Ball, tipping them off:

"The questioner has returned!"

Lin Suqing and the girl in green rose from the couch. The latter, with a POOF, transformed into a Blue Bird and landed on Lin Suqing's shoulder.

"Sister, just remember not to spill the beans. I haven't decided if I want to acknowledge him. It's really a matter of confidence."

"Ah, rest assured, Your Highness," Lin Suqing immediately patted her chest, making a resounding noise. "I understand the Young Master too well, deceiving him is a breeze!"

The Blue Bird tweeted twice, sitting on Lin Suqing's shoulder, its body radiating with a tinge of anticipation.

Wu Wang: ...

She doesn't want to see me?

Is she nervous, worried that I might have forgotten her or something like that?

What should I do?

Wu Wang turned his head to glance at Ming She, signaling for her to wait outside. He then pushed open the door as naturally as he could.

"Ahem! Ahem, ahem!"

He entered the room with his hands clasped behind his back, calmly walking back to the desk. He meant to sit casually, but instinctively straightened his spine, sitting with 'impressive poise'.

Lin Suqing floated down from the second floor at a brisk pace, while the bird on her shoulder shifted its claws.

Wu Wang said, "Suqing, go make some tea."

"Yes, Young Master."

Lin Suqing acknowledged with a voice slightly sweeter than usual.

She was about to float away, but then heard Wu Wang casually add,

"Oh yes, could this elder please stay behind? I have a few words I'd like to entrust to the elder."

Wu Wang spoke calmly, "Now that I assume an important position within the Human Domain, every matter discussed in this small pavilion is of great significance. Although the elder bears the Dao Rhyme of the respected Human Emperor Shen Nong, I must still inquire clearly."

The Blue Bird involuntarily tightened its wings, exchanging a glance with Lin Suqing.

Lin Suqing smiled and said, "You better go over, elder. My Young Master is quite reasonable."

Wu Wang nodded with a smile, his gaze full of meaning as he looked at Lin Suqing.

This old auntie! One day, I'll make you understand what the Young Master's cruelty means!

The Blue Bird spread its wings and flew over, perching on the pen rack on the desk, tweeting at Wu Wang.

Wu Wang said gently, "Does the elder have a name?"

"TWEET, TWEET, TWEET!"

"Inconvenient to speak, is it?"

The Blue Bird nodded vigorously.

"Well, that's fine," said Wu Wang as he casually pulled out a piece of white paper and spread it in front of him. "Just trouble your esteemed claw to write it out."

Blue Bird: ...

Ah, dear.

Why has he become so scary to birds? Believe it or not, I could just transform and then, then...

"TWEET!"

The Blue Bird hopped over to the inkstone, dipped its claw-tip in ink, and shuffled back to the paper to begin hopping and dotting around.

The sunlight outside the window was just right. Inside, a hint of fine dust hung in the air.

Bookcases, wooden lamps, vermillion-lacquered tables and chairs.

The black-robed young Daoist leaned back in his chair, gazing with an amused smile at the desk in front. The Blue Bird hopped here and there on the desk, earnestly writing two big, crooked characters.

"Qingqing?"

Wu Wang said warmly, "Indeed, a nice name."

"TWEET."

Of course, it is.

Wu Wang said, "Then could the elder trouble you to write down your previous identity? That's rather important."

The Blue Bird's claw slipped, nearly collapsing onto the paper.

Wu Wang almost couldn't help but burst out laughing, winking at the Blue Bird, who silently hopped aside, dipped its claw in ink again, and hopped back to continue the dotted choreography.

Lin Suqing, watching this scene from the side, suddenly caught the smile at the corner of Wu Wang's mouth and immediately understood something.

Outside, the Young Master's newly-appointed mount, Ming She, glanced curiously in the direction of Wu Wang's room.

Wu Wang constructed a semi-circular shield with his Divine Power, cautiously protecting the desktop.

Ah... He sighed softly. He understood what she was nervous about, yet he didn't know how to alleviate her concerns. Tossing it over in his mind, he could only think fiercely:

Fortune God, you've gotten yourself into trouble! You've gotten yourself into big trouble!

Just venting a bit, that's all.