Chapter 118
Having decided to cultivate, Rong Rong became exceptionally serious. With the help of miraculous pills and elixirs, her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and she was soon able to speak again.
The Azure Immortal Lord was overjoyed, even more so than when he had advanced in cultivation. He used magic to create a dreamlike sea of flowers, with colorful petals fluttering down from the sky, to celebrate Rong Rong's success.
At the same time, the Azure Immortal Lord also specially prepared a sumptuous barbecue feast for Rong Rong to satisfy her appetite.
Previously, in order to urge Rong Rong to cultivate, Qingcang Immortal Lord had not made roasted meat for Rong Rong for a long time. This time, there were many kinds of meat, and they were all spirit beasts that Qingcang Immortal Lord had personally caught when he went down the mountain. From the beginning of the preparation, Rong Rong excitedly jumped around Qingcang Immortal Lord.
"Meow, get more, get more, I want to eat lots and lots!" Rong Rong pointed at the fish spirit beasts, her eyes glued to them.
Perhaps due to her physical condition, in this life, Rong Rong would drool incessantly and stare blankly whenever she saw fish.
Rong Rong looked adorable as she clung to him, but in order not to delay the progress, Qingcang Immortal Lord conjured up many playmates for Rong Rong to coax her away.
"Good girl, go play for a while." Immortal Lord Qingcang took a moment to rub Rong Rong's head. There were about a dozen green-haired monsters of various sizes surrounding Rong Rong.
It was only then that Rong Rong suddenly realized that ever since Qing Cang Immortal Lord learned her name, the original green-haired Rong Rong seemed to have disappeared.
Now, standing neatly in front of her were about a dozen green-haired Rongrong cats, the only difference being that they were much smaller. It was because they were smaller that Rongrong finally realized that these green-haired cats were clearly moving straw kittens.
She looks exactly like those gifts Du Shaofeng gave her back then!
Rong Rong stared wide-eyed in astonishment, so surprised that she didn't even realize the green cats were getting very close to her.
"666, could this Azure Immortal Lord have some connection with Du Shaofeng from the first world?"
Rong Rong's feelings were very complicated. Of course, she wanted to see Du Shaofeng again, after all, he was her first human friend, but she was also afraid that she was just overthinking things and would be disappointed.
And this is such an unbelievable thing, it seems impossible just to think about it. The foolish young master is actually a reincarnation of an immortal? If he is a reincarnation of an immortal, how could his body be possessed by someone from another world?
Rong Rong wasn't sure and was momentarily lost in thought. Even the delicious roasted meat didn't taste as good afterward.
The Azure Immortal Lord looked on with a worried expression, puzzled as to why Rong Rong had suddenly lost interest.
Could it be that he forced her to cultivate, which really upset Rong Rong?
If Rong Rong really doesn't like cultivation, he'll think of another way. In short, he can't bear to see Rong Rong unhappy.
At this moment, the Azure Immortal Lord, who has always despised taking shortcuts in cultivation, was about to break his own principles for Rong Rong's sake, but he didn't care at all, only hoping that Rong Rong would not be wronged.
After Rong Rong ate a few bites and admired the beautiful scenery for a while, Qingcang Immortal Lord finally took Rong Rong back to his palace.
He placed Rong Rong on the table and went to the bookshelf to find a suitable cultivation method.
Rong Rong paced back and forth on the table out of boredom, when she suddenly noticed something familiar under the book.
It seems that it was when she first broke into the Azure Immortal Lord's palace that he was holding something he was looking at.
Rong Rong leaned over and rummaged around, quickly pulling out the item: a sachet, a very familiar yet very ugly sachet!
"Didn't I embroider this?" Rong Rong exclaimed in surprise.
"What?" Immortal Lord Qingcang turned around and immediately saw the sachet at Rong Rong's feet.
He quickly stepped forward to take the sachet, but a furry cat's paw pressed down on his hand.
"So, Du Shaofeng is your reincarnation?" Rong Rong asked directly, tilting her head back.
Qingcang Immortal Lord's body suddenly stiffened, and his pupils dilated, but he quickly returned to normal, as if his loss of composure was just Rong Rong's illusion.
"What is Rong Rong saying?" Qingcang Immortal Lord's voice was cold and clear. He naturally picked up Rong Rong and deliberately brushed past the sachet.
He wasn't sure if Rong Rong had any memories of that past life. Although he recognized Rong Rong, he decided not to mention anything about the mortal world and just want to live this life well with Rong Rong.
As for the reason... thinking of this, the tips of Qingcang Immortal Lord's ears turned red.
He finds it hard to accept the thought that he looked like a fool when he first met Rong Rong.
Now that Rong Rong remembers the past and recognizes him, he is overjoyed and feels a secret, sweet happiness.
He desperately wanted to reunite with Rong Rong, but he absolutely could not admit that he was the fool Du Shaofeng.
He wanted to leave a good impression on Rong Rong.
Qingcang Immortal Lord remained nonchalant, as if he truly did not understand Rong Rong's meaning.
Rong Rong was puzzled by Qing Cang Xianjun's calm demeanor. She stared at Qing Cang Xianjun without blinking, trying to figure something out. The sachet she embroidered was right here, so how could Qing Cang Xianjun not know Du Shaofeng?
Moreover, there are also similar straw-woven kittens.
However, Rong Rong couldn't detect anything unusual on Qingcang Immortal Lord's face after looking for a long time. She finally lowered her head. Just as Qingcang Immortal Lord was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Rong Rong mutter to herself.
"So my husband isn't the reincarnation of a celestial being? What a waste of my joy! No, I must go find my husband!"
After saying that, Rongrong lowered her head and turned to leave. She was a small, dejected and adorable little thing.
Rong Rong's apparent readiness to leave He Wushan startled Qingcang Immortal Lord. More importantly, Rong Rong acknowledged that Du Shaofeng was her husband and said she was going to find him.
The Azure Immortal Lord's heart raced, his mind went blank, and his whole body was filled with joy and excitement.
He was torn between his inner thoughts and his own. Just as Rong Rong was about to leave the room, he suddenly appeared in front of her, picked her up, and held her up to his eyes.
"It's me, it's Du Shaofeng." Immortal Lord Qingcang lowered his head and kissed Rong Rong's forehead, sighing deeply, "My wife."
Rong Rong's eyebrows immediately shot up. Although she didn't have eyebrows, her expression was one of extreme anger.
She meowed and bit Qingcang Immortal Lord's ear, then his nose, cheek, and fingers.
"If you don't listen, you'll get a beating!" Rong Rong huffed, putting into practice the promise Du Shaofeng had made to eat his face, his ears, his nose, and his mouth.
Her mouth... Rong Rong deliberately avoided it. She seemed to be fiercely biting Qingcang Immortal Lord, but in reality, this action was nothing to Qingcang Immortal Lord, whose physical body could withstand the attack of a Golden Immortal.
Qingcang Immortal Lord only felt something furry, soft, and wet sticking to his ears, nose, and face.
It made his whole body feel tingly and numb, an unprecedented and intoxicating experience.
Unbeknownst to him, the Azure Immortal Lord's body went limp. He felt a surge of heat within him, as if a force was raging and churning inside him, unable to find an outlet.
As if it were his usual practice, he tried desperately to suppress the raging heat, but the heat was quite strange.
The more he suppressed it, the stronger it became, especially when a familiar fragrance suddenly appeared at the tip of his nose, causing the Azure Immortal Lord to instantly break down.
He became a wooden puppet, unable to move, letting the heat run rampant through his body, fiercely assaulting his senses.
"Rong Rong." Immortal Lord Qing Cang wanted Rong Rong to stop what she was doing.
But the voice that came out was hoarse, as if it were on fire.
Even the Buddha, who was once high above all, eventually succumbed to the sea of desire.
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