Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 638 - 590: Equal Contempt

Morning has broken.

Wu Hen was just about to return to the Modern City, to lie down on the carpet of his hundred-square-meter apartment and sleep, when suddenly he heard a "whoosh."

"Get dressed." A woman's cold and aloof voice sounded.

"No, sister, I haven't slept yet. Last night, I was taken by that guy from Da Xuan to inspect various places. I just lay down. Can I rest for a day today?" Wu Hen had no idea how she got into his room.

There was no room for negotiation; Cold-blooded Woman Cailan had already picked Wu Hen up like a chick.

Relying on her higher cultivation, this woman really did as she pleased. Wu Hen knew he just stayed up all night and now had to attend classes early in the morning, so he could only plead, "I'll walk myself, at least give me some shorts, I do have some dignity!"

Cold-blooded Woman Cailan did indeed give Wu Hen a pair of shorts, but only a pair of shorts.

Thus, early in the morning, the entire Infinite City saw a Black Immortal Venerable wearing shorts, led to the Martial Arts Training Ground by a woman full of holy energy. That ground was like a gallery open to the public, allowing Wu Hen to showcase his habit of sleeping naked to the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins from all angles!

Wu Hen suffered utter humiliation; if he could draw his sword, he wouldn't necessarily be a match for Cailan. Today, he wanted to show this extremely annoying woman how devastating it is to puncture a man's ego.

Finally surviving the morning courses, his close friend Fairy Gong Qin thoughtfully delivered a clean Daoist Robe. freewёbnoνel.com

The afternoon Sword Immortal class was much cozier; Fairy Gong Qin was both a mentor and a friend, breaking down the True Mystery of the Sword Immortal Lineage for Wu Hen, every topic was dissected, mashed, and gently fed to him, yet Wu Hen still had an indifferent attitude.

Apart from being a bit boring, it wasn't bad.

As night fell, Wu Hen began his wandering again. He needed to personally taste every evil fruit implanted by the erosion of Upper Dimension in this world. Not only did he have to learn how they grew from the soil, but he also had to figure out who the evil people were fertilizing and watering these evil fruits. Moreover, he had to expose the Evil God using these fruits to govern and enslave the populace...

Of course, in the wandering state, it was hard to eliminate those evildoers, but as long as he reported their names to the Day Patrol Deity, his aunt, she would use Da Xuan's power to list these people, simultaneously mobilizing the heroes of the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins to clean up, contributing to the governance of Cang Chu.

Occasionally, Su Li would join Wu Hen in his wandering, opening a sweet dual queue.

Unfortunately, every time Su Li wandered, her memories would be erased, retaining only her understanding of the erosion law, which made Wu Hen a bit frustrated. The subtle feelings built through shared hardship would reset once the task was completed...

"You've become increasingly emotional lately." Su Li looked into Wu Hen's eyes, feeling the fiery and complex emotions conveyed through his gaze.

"I'm also a passionate person. This constant teasing back and forth, only to be denied in the end, feels unbearable... What's even scarier is facing punishment that threatens my future progeny in the morning, while in the afternoon, a good friend whispers sweet nothings about cultivation-induced infertility... By night, all sorts of wicked thoughts will explode, only for a cold bucket of water to wake me up, leaving me in solitary suffering." Wu Hen said.

Seeing Wu Hen's overly dramatic complaint, Su Li couldn't help but laugh.

She didn't deliberately avoid these topics, only suggested, "You could also choose to erase memories. Each wandering session could be a dream, fading away upon waking. Otherwise, countless dreams stacking over a lifetime would divert your focus from current matters."

"I respect your choice to erase these virtual memories, but I don't do that. To me, each experience and every person holds meaning." Wu Hen shook his head.

"Just erase the memories of this period of special training, so you can better cultivate in the morning and afternoon." Su Li said.

"No need." Wu Hen still refused.

Perhaps it would be easier, but he couldn't accept it.

Su Li's choice is hers, and Wu Hen truly understands her. As the Day Patrol Deity, she spends a vast majority of her life experiencing different people's destinies. If she didn't choose to delete these memories not belonging to her own life, she'd descend into painful depths, making it impossible to guide him with such human brilliance as she does now.

In less than ten days, Wu Hen felt the pressure and helplessness brought by the multiple roles of the Day Patrol Deity.

Wu Hen never blamed Su Li for forgetting him, just as he would never choose this way to forget their experiences together; he believes he can shoulder them.

"Let's continue; the next experience will be longer, and you'll need a stronger willpower." Su Li said.

"As long as you're with me."

"Wandering is like dreaming; you shouldn't carry too much moral burden."

"Hmm??" Wu Hen heard and suddenly became enlightened.

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Day after day, Wu Hen had never felt a month so long.

Unexpectedly, in the Holy Cultivation duel, Wu Hen overachieved and defeated Cailan at thirty percent strength.

Cailan finally gave Wu Hen a morning of vacation.

At the tea house, the cold-blooded woman uncharacteristically, smilingly poured Wu Hen a cup of tea; judging by her satisfied look, there was a sense that the sadistic act was finally over.

"Oh, the Black Immortal Venerable is in the mood for tea as well."

"Is the proverb 'Three Daughters Teaching Their Sons' finally over?"

Upon hearing this idiom, Wu Hen's complexion turned ashen.

Who's the damned idiot who invented this phrase!

"Three Daughters Teaching Their Sons" has unmistakably become a famed painting in Infinite City. Isn't anyone afraid that this Black Immortal might completely blacken and unleash an evil thunder to shatter those gossiping scoundrels!

"Venerable Shorts Black Immortal, this is wine I brewed myself, I specially brought it for you to taste... Ah, Holy God Saint Luo, you're here too." The previous Holy God whom Wu Hen enlightened came over, first noticing only Wu Hen, then seeing Cailan.

Toward Wu Hen, this Holy God had a casual approach, but toward Cailan, it was a different attitude, feeling that even speaking an extra word made them tremble all over.

"Which lineage are you from?" Cailan inquired.

"Mian... Mianyun City's." said Holy God Chang Xu.

"Observing these days, what insights do you have?" Cailan, with her powerful divine sense, naturally knew this Holy God often observed at the tea house, observing how she guided Wu Hen in Holy Sect Technique.

"Venerable Saint Luo, I have some insights..." Holy God Chang Xu, feeling pleased, was about to narrate what he had learned these days.

"Since you have insights, why aren't you practicing instead of wasting time brewing wine? Extremely foolish." Cailan coldly reprimanded.

Holy God Chang Xu felt like being struck by thunder, putting down the crafted fine wine, fleeing hastily.

Seeing Chang Xu's embarrassed retreat, Wu Hen felt refreshed, and cheerfully started on the brewed fine wine, pouring Cailan sister a cup.

It's odd how if the cold-blooded woman is only disdainful towards him, it indeed felt uncomfortable.

But seeing her equally disdainful towards everyone in the world suddenly made it less concerning.

Even felt a bit happy that Cailan was willing to invite him for tea today, a recognition from her, just this tiny recognition elevated him above the others scorned by her?