The Oldest Disciple: Farming Intimacy to Become Immortal

Chapter 191: Junior Sister Yuan’s Spirit Stream Peak

I am an Alchemist. Over the years, my reputation within the Sect had skyrocketed. Even the disciples who had never seen my face had certainly heard my name whispered in the halls. It was common sense: normal people sought to befriend an Alchemist. Even if they couldn’t curry favor, they definitely wouldn’t go out of their way to offend one.

Elder Su, however, was a different breed entirely.

Ignoring the basic courtesies was one thing, but to immediately employ such inexplicable tactics from the start? It was a baffling move, leaving his true motives shrouded in mystery.

“Do you know who he is?” Li Meng asked, his tone casual.

Yuan Baobao shook her head. Cupping her teacup with both hands, she took a delicate sip, the steam curling around her face. “I don’t know, I don’t recognize him, and I haven’t heard of him!”

“Is it Senior Su Zhe?”

She shook her head again, adamant. “I’ve seen Senior Su Zhe’s portrait before. It’s definitely not him!”

Not Elder Su? Li Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, a calculating glint flashing through them. Perhaps he was overthinking things. Maybe that Golden Core Elder simply wanted to take Junior Sister Yuan under his wing. After all, when it came to innate talent, many Golden Core Elders were notoriously indifferent.

As if suddenly recalling a pressing matter, Yuan Baobao pursed her lips. She looked up at Senior Brother Li, who was leisurely sipping his tea.

“Senior Brother, what about Senior Brother Xuan then?” she asked, a trace of worry in her voice. “He has already taken that Golden Core Elder as his master.”

Li Meng frowned slightly. That development was somewhat unexpected.

It starkly highlighted the fundamental difference in personality between Junior Brother Xuan and Junior Sister Yuan. Xuan was a man who would never let a Fated Chance slip through his fingers. In his eyes, bowing to a Golden Core Elder was the ultimate Fated Chance.

It didn’t matter that he knew absolutely nothing about the man. He didn’t even know the Elder’s name. None of that mattered. The only thing of importance was the supreme authority of a Golden Core Elder’s identity.

In truth, Junior Brother Xuan’s choice was the norm. Most Inner Disciples would sell their own blood before refusing the opportunity to study under a Golden Core Elder.

“Let it be,” Li Meng said, his voice dripping with indifference. “Junior Sister just needs to keep her wits about her.”

Yuan Baobao nodded lightly. “Mhm, I understand!”

Senior Brother Xuan was Senior Brother Xuan. Even if he joined the Broken Cliff Peak lineage, it wouldn’t sever the bond between the two of them. She simply had to avoid entangling herself with anyone else from Broken Cliff Peak.

Li Meng set his teacup down with a soft clack.

With a casual flick of his wrist, a surge of Spiritual Energy rippled through the air. The Five Elements Ring flew out from the Sword Nurturing Gourd tied at his waist.

Spinning smoothly, the ring floated directly in front of Junior Sister Yuan.

“Junior Sister, consider this Senior Brother’s gift for your Foundation Establishment,” Li Meng said, his tone opulent and warm. “The Top Grade Magical Artifact, the ‘Five Elements Ring’!”

Staring at the floating treasure, Yuan Baobao gasped in shock, covering her mouth with her hands. The Five Elements Ring was absolutely breathtaking. The metallic band was densely carved with profound Dao patterns, pulsing with a faint, five-colored spiritual light that illuminated the courtyard.

“Senior Brother, this… this is far too valuable!” she stammered, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Li Meng chuckled, casually stroking his beard. “If Junior Sister doesn’t want it, then Senior Brother will just have to gift it to someone else.”

The moment the words left his mouth, Yuan Baobao panicked.

“I… I want it!”

She hurriedly reached out to grab the artifact, but the ring was alive with Qi. It slipped gracefully past her grasping fingers and seamlessly clamped itself onto her left wrist.

“Do you like it?” Li Meng asked, his eyes crinkling in a smile as he watched her carefully caress the cool metal.

Yuan Baobao’s cheeks flushed a rosy red. She stole a shy glance at her Senior Brother, who was watching her with a teasing half-smile. Pouting her lips, she suddenly stood up.

With a surprising burst of speed, she leaped over the tea table. Her slender, graceful figure crashed directly into Li Meng’s embrace.

“I like it! I like it, Senior Brother! Junior Sister loves it!”

“Haha, as long as you like it!” Li Meng’s hearty laughter echoed through the quiet courtyard.

The two remained entangled by the tea table, the atmosphere thick and intoxicating. Nestled in his lap, Yuan Baobao raised her left hand, staring at the ring with a gaze full of wonder.

“The three Magical Artifact divine abilities of metal, wood, and water…” she murmured. “It’s as if it was tailor-made for me. Senior Brother, did you pay ‘Master Iron Ox’ a fortune to refine this?”

This Top Grade Magical Artifact resonated with her perfectly. She could unleash the artifact’s absolute maximum power. A treasure of this magnitude was a lethal temptation for any Cultivator; it was the kind of artifact that would trigger bloodbaths and deadly vendettas in the outside world.

Li Meng chuckled warmly. Reaching out, he gently flicked the bridge of his Junior Sister’s nose.

“My silly Junior Sister. On Moon Gaze Peak, Senior Brother is the only male Cultivator!”

Moon Gaze Peak has only Senior Brother as a male Cultivator? Yuan Baobao froze, staring blankly at the man holding her.

Wait. That meant…

Senior Brother is Master Iron Ox?!

Li Meng smiled, stroking his beard with an air of absolute confidence. “In this world, only Senior Brother possesses the ability to refine a Magical Artifact that perfectly matches his Junior Sister!”

Hearing his bold, arrogant declaration, Yuan Baobao felt her heart skip a beat. Her cheeks burned, and her gaze turned as tender as melting water.

Am I dreaming? she wondered. Did I fall into an illusion while attempting Foundation Establishment? Otherwise, how could the heavens have blessed her with such a perfect Senior Brother? She had never possessed this kind of luck before.

Senior Brother Xuan had been good to her, yes, but their relationship was strictly built upon cultivation. Even if they became Dao Companions, they would merely be fellow travelers on the Great Dao.

But Li Meng’s presence was different. He had completely disrupted her state of mind. If one day, this Senior Brother were to abandon her, the ensuing grief would shatter her Dao heart completely.

Sensing the sudden, chaotic fluctuation in Junior Sister Yuan’s Qi, a flash of helplessness crossed Li Meng’s eyes. Cultivators and their fragile mental states… Reaching out, Li Meng sharply flicked her forehead.

“Junior Sister, are you that moved?” Li Meng teased, smiling as he watched her aura quickly stabilize from the shock.

Yuan Baobao rubbed her forehead, looking at him with a complex expression. He had saved her yet again. This wasn’t a dream. This Senior Brother was real.

Blushing furiously, she flashed him a sweet, intoxicating smile. “Mhm. Very moved!”

Li Meng grinned, leaning his face closer. “Then why not give me a quick kiss?”

Yuan Baobao rolled her eyes playfully, a coquettish resistance, but her body betrayed her. She leaned forward and planted a loud, wet peck on his cheek.

“Haha! Fragrant, truly fragrant!”

“Senior Brother!”

Li Meng’s booming laughter mingled with Yuan Baobao’s flustered protests, filling the courtyard with life.

After a long moment of playful teasing, the two finally settled down. Yuan Baobao quietly nestled deep into his embrace, her head resting against his chest.

“Senior Brother!” she called out softly.

“Hmm?” Li Meng held her warm, soft body close, his fingers slowly combing through her long, jet-black hair. “What’s wrong?”

She had called his name, but then fell silent.

“Nothing,” she murmured, burying her face into his robes. “I just wanted to call out to you, hehe!”

She rubbed against his chest like a spoiled cat, closing her eyes to savor the warmth.

She realized she didn’t need to fear the future. She just needed to cling to Senior Brother Li. Even if she had to be utterly shameless, she would never let go.

He couldn’t shake her off. And she would never give him the chance to.

Senior Brother possessed the infamous Five Spirit Roots waste physique. His innate talent for cultivation was far beneath hers. How could she possibly be left behind?

As long as she cultivated diligently, she would naturally surpass him in power. She would become the shield that protected him. That way, he would never be able to live without her.

Thinking of her foolproof plan, a sly smile crept onto Yuan Baobao’s lips. I am simply too clever. Senior Brother, you can never escape the palm of your Junior Sister’s hand. “Junior Sister, what are you so happy about?” Li Meng asked, noticing her suppressed giggles. The corners of her mouth were practically curling up to the sky.

Yuan Baobao chuckled, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. “Just being with Senior Brother makes me happy!”

“Really?”

“Absolutely true!”