Yang Suiyi is a total homebody whose favorite pastime is writing novels on various websites. However, she inevitably abandons every single one, earning curses from countless readers while gleefully...
"What's going on with you? How do you know these faces?"
"Want to know the secret? Sure! Just give me one of your treasures in exchange!"
"Baby? What?"
"I want one of the rings on your hand, the Youluo Ring."
"Who exactly are you?" Sui Yi's face grew colder and colder, and she was on the verge of a fight!
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. I just wanted to see if you had that ring." Seeing that Sui Yi was about to get angry, he knew when to stop and didn't dare to provoke her.
"This is a painting by an old friend of mine. I don't know why, but he is particularly good at painting. However, he mostly paints men. I asked him why he only paints men, and he said he didn't want to paint women because he would go crazy if he saw them."
Where is your friend?
"He ascended to immortality hundreds of years ago! He was a young master from the celestial realm. He came here only because of some matters, and once those matters were over, he went back!"
"The Upper Immortal Realm? Is it the world after ascension?"
"Yes! But Junior Brother, you've only just entered the sect. Ascending to immortality is easier said than done," the Twelfth Elder shrugged and said to Sui Yi.
Suiyi finally found his face pleasing to the eye!
Why were you looking like that yesterday?
"Oh dear! You know, yesterday it was a bunch of old men. If I were young, I would have been ridiculed to death. So I've gotten old too."
"oh!"
"What does my junior brother want with my roommate?"
"I'm trying to get closer to you, is that alright?"
"Yes, yes, I'd be more than happy to."