89 Chapter 89
Of course, "The Temptation of Cultivating Immortality" not only tempted Taoist Wufeng, in fact, it attracted almost all cultivators who were accustomed to watching TV and surfing the Internet with its magical promotional videos, fascinating plot and superb acting skills.
After all, it's melodramatic, who doesn't like to watch it?
Just like that, as everyone was eagerly anticipating this drama known as "sad love and revenge", the TV series finally premiered.
The Ling Internet Cafe in Quefeng City was packed with sword cultivators who came to watch the TV series. Not only were the seats full of people, but many sword cultivators also gathered around each machine to watch for free.
Over the past few days, they had unknowingly gotten used to coming here to surf the internet and relax. The fruit-cutting machine at the door had become an important venue for sword cultivators to compete with each other. Now, after hearing that Ling'er, the Black Mountain Old Demon, had a new drama, they all naturally came over to join in the fun.
Following a familiar melody that I had heard so many times in recent days that I could almost sing it, the theme song of the TV series began to play. It was different from the previous movie, as this time there were many texts flying across the screen.
"Hello everyone, I'm here to watch a new drama with you all!"
"I'm here to support Ling'er! This time, blood debt must be repaid with blood!"
"Who is that female cultivator in white? She has such a gentle smile..."
"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, didn't you watch the trailer? You won't find her gentle anymore after a while!"
Lines of text scrolled across the screen, saying all sorts of things, some even following the opening song of a record. It gave people a very lively feeling, as if many people from all over the world were watching and discussing the drama together.
“Why are there words?”
"What is this?" A swordsman who seldom goes online asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Lu Qianfeng, already a minor internet celebrity, explained, "This is a new feature Lingwang has developed called Danmu. All viewers can post comments, and everyone watching the show can see them."
As he said this, he also sent a barrage of "hahaha" as a demonstration, and sure enough, that silly smile appeared on the screen not long after.
"It feels quite lively to watch the show like this..."
"Indeed, we can discuss the plot in real time."
Amid the sword cultivators' enthusiastic discussion, the opening theme song finally finished playing, and the plot of the first episode slowly unfolded.
The story begins with a lively wedding. The bride, dressed in a wedding dress, gets on the sedan chair surrounded by people. The wedding scene is packed with guests. All the guests are dressed in gorgeous clothes and spend lavishly. There is only one table of guests in the middle who look a little shabby. When the camera moves closer, they turn out to be the bride's family.
After briefly explaining the heroine's situation in just a few words at the beginning, the camera turns from the noisy hall back to the sedan chair with music and dance all the way.
The woman in the sedan chair quietly lifted the red veil on her head while no one was paying attention. Her pretty and gentle face was filled with a happy smile. Her face still had the innocence and shyness of a little girl, which made people unconsciously imagine the Black Mountain Old Demon who had not yet turned evil.
"Ah, no matter how many times I see her, Ling'er is so pretty!"
"Girl, don't marry him. It's hell ahead!"
"I can't bear to read any further. Why can't Ling'er meet a good person..."
But the heroine on the screen didn't notice the sighs and wails in the comments at all. She quietly put down her red veil, tightly grasped the round and plump red apple in her hand, and her face was full of longing for her future life.
In such a festive, lively and luxurious wedding, something seemed to have gone wrong on the groom's side.
"Where's the young master?"
"Where is the young master?"
"Has anyone seen the young master? It's time to pick up the bride!"
The maids and servants in the backyard were busy running around, but there was no sign of the groom.
Where did the other protagonist of this wedding go? Just as the audience was beginning to wonder, the camera suddenly cut to a man in wedding attire hiding behind a rockery in the courtyard, tightly embracing a woman in a white dress. The two looked like a newlywed couple, embracing each other.
Audience: ...
Hiss, the groom had an affair on the wedding day? It was so exciting right from the start?
The woman in white who was hugged tightly was crying like a pear blossom in the rain. She was still struggling slightly in the arms, but her movements were so light that it looked like she was trying to resist but actually wanted to.
"Master Duan, you're married to my sister now. It's wrong for us to do this. Let me go..."
"No, I won't let go!" The male cultivator excitedly hugged the person in his arms tightly: "Lian'er, I have you in my heart too, but I can't help myself..."
"Don't say that... My sister is also a good woman, you can't let her down..." The woman broke free from the man's embrace, lowering her head with tears in her eyes: "I, we should separate from now on. I'm leaving here in a few days to go to Qingluan Mountain for seclusion and hard training."
"No, I don't believe you don't love me anymore!" The man seemed deeply shocked. He couldn't bear to leave this pitiful woman crying. He rushed forward and hugged the woman in white tightly: "Lian'er, you still can't let me go in your heart, otherwise why would you come out to see me?"
"Because... because..." The woman's fair and beautiful face showed a struggling expression, as if she was struggling repeatedly between morality and love: "Because I'm leaving soon, and you're getting married soon, I want to see you one last time..."
"This is actually the last time we see each other..." The man's face became even more reluctant when he heard it. Looking at the goddess' back as she turned around and seemed to be floating away, he finally made up his mind. He hugged the woman's body and pressed her against the rockery. He bent down and gently kissed the corner of her pink mouth.
"Mr. Duan..." The woman struggled slightly.
"Lian'er, we're going to be separated soon. Don't you want to be close to me one last time?"
"Mr. Duan..." Lian'er's eyes were filled with tears, and her unmade-up face was a shy pink. She leaned weakly in the man's arms, and finally their shadows gradually merged behind the rockery.
"Shameless! These two adulterers are absolutely shameless!"
"That's right! It's broad daylight, and the guy's getting married soon! Shame on you!"
“This is at a wedding! Ahhhhhh! I’m so pissed! I feel so bad for the heroine!”
"Where's the Black Mountain Demon? Ling'er, quickly transform into the Black Mountain Demon and kill that pair of bastards!"
"Damn it! I declare this Master Duan to have surpassed the old demon Xu Heng and taken first place on the Unfaithful List!"
As expected, the audience was very angry at this outrageous scene right from the start. The screen was filled with all kinds of angry and scolding words, and they were basically swearing. They wished they could rush into the screen and teach them a lesson.
Only occasionally there would be one or two comments that were obsessed with Lian'er's beauty, but they would soon be scolded by other comments and dare not show up.
Amidst the sighs and groans in the barrage, the bridal sedan stayed at the gate of the husband's house for a full quarter of an hour without anyone coming to pick it up. It was not until the guests and onlookers began to whisper and even heard mocking laughter from afar that the groom finally arrived.
The hat on his head had long flown away, and two buttons on his clothes were wrong. He looked so disheveled that it was ridiculous. People's laughter became louder after he appeared.
"Ruxue, I'm sorry. I was so excited last night that I accidentally overslept this morning." Amidst the boos, Mr. Duan gently apologized to the people in the sedan chair, his face full of affection, a stark contrast to the tender and affectionate look he had shown earlier when he was hugging another woman.
"Just marry me, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."
Such a lame oath and poor excuse could deceive the simple Bai Ruxue. She believed the other party's words without any doubt, reached out to hold the silk ribbon handed over by the matchmaker, and let Master Duan lead her to the wedding hall.
While the atmosphere in the auditorium was lively with people bowing to heaven and earth and then to their parents, in a corner where no one paid any attention, Bai Rulian, who had just been having an affair with Master Duan, was walking out of the city alone with her bag on her back in silence.
"The couple bows to each other—the ceremony is complete!"
As a burst of firecrackers rang out, Bai Rulian seemed to realize something and looked back. Her face no longer had the pitiful and affectionate look she had shown in front of the man before. Instead, there were only her fists clenched tightly because of unwillingness and jealousy.
"Sister, I lost this time. Let's have another good fight next time we meet!"
"Ridiculous! This is absolutely ridiculous!"
"This wedding is such a farce!"
"That little sister is so scary. What deep hatred does she have to steal her own brother-in-law?"
"It would be better for the heroine to leave now. Marrying a man like this will only make her suffer in the future!"
Everything was just as predicted by the barrage. Ruxue's life after marrying into the Duan family could be described as worse than death.
Not only does she have to get up before dawn every day to prepare breakfast for the whole family, but during mealtimes she also has to stand next to her mother-in-law and serve the rice and dishes according to the rules. Every day the family orders her around, and even the housework done by the servants is given to her.
Ruxue always accepted all the requests with a sincere heart. She even had to endure her mother-in-law's harshness, her father-in-law's coldness and indifference, and her husband's philandering and selfishness in addition to her hard work. She had no dignity as a young lady, and even the servants looked down on her.
There are three hundred and sixty days in a year, and the wind, frost and sword are pressing hard.
The tragic scenes made the monks outside the screen furious, and the barrage was filled with all kinds of angry words. Time passed quickly, and several years passed in the blink of an eye. One day, when Ru Xue was squatting in the backyard washing clothes, she suddenly heard a commotion coming from the front door.
"Who is this?"
“So beautiful!”
"She's the Rulian Fairy who's become famous in recent years! She spent quite some time in seclusion in Qingluan Mountain practicing arduous cultivation. I heard she's already reached the Golden Core realm!"
"He's already formed a pill in just five years, and even developed ice-like muscles and jade-like bones. How amazing..."
"How could such a promising fairy come here..."
Gradually, the voices mixed with praise and laughter went to the backyard. Ruxue, who was washing clothes with her head down, first saw a pair of spotless white embroidered shoes appear in front of her. Looking up along the feet, she saw a peerless beauty in a white gauze skirt standing in front of her with a charming smile.
The fairy's robes fluttered, her sash moving without a breeze. Her skin was whiter than snow, her hair black as wood, and her red lips parted slightly beneath her rosy cheeks. Even her voice was as sweet as the tinkling of a spring: "Sister, I have achieved success in my cultivation and came specially to see you!"
She naturally exuded the aura of a Jindan cultivator, and her whole body shone like a pearl, making Ruxue, who had been worn down over the years, look gray and pale, like a servant.
"Rulian, you're back from your practice! That's great!" There wasn't a trace of jealousy on Ruxue's face, and her eyes were full of happiness for her sister's success in practice. She rubbed her wet hands on her body, wanting to shake hands but felt it was inappropriate, and froze there for a moment.
But Ru Lian didn't show any disdain. She held her sister's hand warmly, as if she couldn't see the embarrassment she was in. "Sister, you must have been very happy these years, right? After all, your brother-in-law loves you so much! By the way, have you successfully formed your elixir now?"
Ruxue felt even more embarrassed and could not answer without stammering.
"Rulian, she is still in the middle stage of foundation building after all these years. How can she be as capable as you!" The mother-in-law looked at her daughter-in-law who was not presentable with a look of disgust.
"That's right! If only she had half your talent, she wouldn't be such a drag on our family! Zixuan is already in the middle stage of the Golden Core!"
Duan Zixuan is of course the name of the scumbag in the play.
"Don't be like this, sister is just slacking off for a moment. She will catch up sooner or later." Ru Lian sympathetically came to her sister's rescue, with a kind and sweet smile. She gently held her calloused hand and said, "Now that I'm back, I naturally have to take good care of my sister."
The innocent and kind-hearted Ruxue had no suspicion of this good friend she had grown up with. She was still enjoying the joy of reuniting with her sisters: "Okay, when Zixuan comes back tonight, we'll have a good family get-together!"
The plot came to an abrupt end here. Looking at the ending song slowly playing on the screen, the passing barrages made people go crazy.
"Really? Stop here? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"
"What happened after Rulian came back? Didn't Ruxue have any guard against her? Tell me!"
"What happened afterwards? Why are you only releasing one episode a day? I strongly urge you to release all of them!"
"Ahhhh! I can't take it anymore! Can someone knock me out with one punch until tomorrow night!"
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