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With that, Li Chenhui flicked his sleeves and turned to leave, leaving behind a servant trembling on the ground, crawling and rolling away from this place filled with the scent of death.
The entire Li Family Mansion was once again shrouded in a thick haze, and everyone knew that this search was not just a pursuit of Lu Tianming, but a severe blow to the dignity of the Li Family.
In the warm and simple home of Xiaohong, Lu Tianming recuperated for several days. During this time, he shared many interesting anecdotes from the Cultivation World with Xiaohong. The tales of flying through the skies and eternal youth filled her eyes with longing. However, this yearning quickly dissipated like a wisp of smoke, leaving a shadow of disappointment across her brow.
Lu Tianming keenly sensed the change in Xiaohong's emotions and gently asked, "Xiaohong, what’s wrong?"
Xiaohong lowered her head, her voice barely above a whisper: "It's a pity I don't have any talent for cultivation. Every few years, cultivators from nearby immortal sects come to select children with spiritual roots from the surrounding villages. Each time I see them able to cultivate, my heart swells with joy. But every time it’s my turn to be tested, I find that I have no talent for cultivation."
Upon hearing this, an inexplicable emotion surged within Lu Tianming. He gently patted Xiaohong's shoulder and comforted her, "Cultivating immortality isn’t necessarily a good thing. In this mundane world, being an ordinary person and living a stable life can also be a form of happiness."
Through their time together, Lu Tianming had grown deeply fond of Xiaohong's serene and kind nature. In her, he saw the beauty and purity of humanity—qualities that were often hard to find in the Cultivation World.
Though the path of cultivation was filled with mystery and temptation, it also concealed countless hardships and dangers. In contrast, Xiaohong's ordinary life might be more precious and rare.
Lu Tianming silently wished that Xiaohong could always maintain her innocence and kindness and live a happy life.
As his health gradually improved, Lu Tianming decided to leave this tranquil little village. Upon learning this, Xiaohong felt a deep sense of reluctance and insisted on seeing him off at the village entrance.
Under the old willow tree at the village entrance, with red-rimmed eyes, Xiaohong softly asked, "Will you come back?"
Lu Tianming turned to gaze at the land where he had briefly rested. After a long silence, he slowly replied, "Perhaps."
With that, he took out an ancient scroll containing Qi Training foundational techniques and a smooth jade tablet inscribed with the character for 'Lu', handing them solemnly to Xiaohong.
"This is some cultivation technique; you can try practicing it. If one day you encounter difficulties, you can bring this jade tablet to Tianfeng County to find me," Lu Tianming's voice was calm yet firm, each word seeming to carry immense weight.
After saying this, he said no more and turned to stride away decisively, leaving behind only his resolute silhouette. Xiaohong stared blankly at his distant figure until it completely vanished from her sight before she snapped back to reality as if waking from a dream.
At that moment, Old Wang appeared by her side without her noticing. He sighed deeply and said earnestly, "Xiaohong, Lu Gongzi is an immortal; you two are ultimately impossible together. You shouldn't hold onto those unrealistic fantasies anymore."
Old Wang's words struck Xiaohong like a hammer on her heart. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning; she stood there dazed, clutching tightly onto the scroll of techniques and the jade tablet as if they were her only lifeline.
After a long while, she slowly regained her senses and returned to her humble dwelling in a daze.
As night fell, the little village returned to tranquility. Lying in bed, Xiaohong gazed at the bright moonlight outside the window with mixed feelings swirling within her heart.
She knew that between herself and Lu Tianming lay mountains and rivers that could never be crossed again. Yet that deep attachment and reluctance remained imprinted in her heart like a brand—impossible to erase.
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