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Su Mo Li spoke with a slightly urgent gasp, her tone lingering and enchanting, like the fragrance of orchids and water. No one had ever been able to extricate themselves from such close and intimate proximity to her.
Su Mo Li herself was confident; she believed that this kind of charm was enough to captivate any man in the vicinity.
The Twelve Golden Hairpins of the Su Family were all stunningly beautiful, each excelling in the art of seduction. Whether it was Su Qingtian or Su Wutong, they had both made countless people bow in admiration. Su Mo Li had perfected the family’s seductive techniques to an extraordinary level.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Lu Chen stood up with a sly smile and said, "I think it's best not to. Regardless of what kind of cooperation agreement I reach with Sister Su, I don't dare get too close to you because I really don't feel safe. I’ll find a room for myself." Lu Chen meant he would stay at an inn.
Su Mo Li was taken aback; she hadn’t expected that her most unique seductive technique, along with her distinctive fragrance, would have no effect on Lu Chen. This realization made her feel somewhat inadequate.
Under Su Mo Li's slightly embarrassed gaze, Lu Chen walked toward the stairs. When he reached the exit, he suddenly turned around and said, "Just call me Lu Chen; don’t call me 'young master.'"
Then, regardless of Su Mo Li's expression or feelings, Lu Chen stepped forward, his footsteps echoing lightly on the wooden stairs as he descended. He did not stay at the inn but left Fengcuilou directly.
As Lu Chen stepped out of Fengcuilou, it was already dark outside—so dark that one could hardly see their own hand. There were still a few people coming and going on the streets, but they were sparse since it was quite late.
Walking alone on the road, Lu Chen didn't have to worry about being ambushed; after all, this was the capital city. He believed no one would dare act recklessly here due to the presence of the Defender of the Realm.
Lu Chen walked out of Fengcuilou and headed north along the street. After about fifteen minutes, he turned a corner and entered an alley. After navigating several twists and turns, he stopped in front of a residence.
This should be it. Following Sun Zizhao's directions led him here; it seemed correct.
This was the house that Sun Zizhao had gifted him. Despite several attempts to decline, Lu Chen had ultimately accepted it when Sun Zizhao insisted on not taking it back. Now it proved useful.
On the surface, this house appeared quite ordinary and modest in style, but inside it was luxurious with remarkable furnishings. It even had servants who managed everything meticulously, just waiting for someone to move in.
Lu Chen knocked on the door, and soon after, someone came to open it—a middle-aged man dressed as a steward in his fifties. He appeared very calm; it seemed he was indeed the steward of this place.
Lu Chen exchanged secret signals with the other party, confirming there were no mistakes before entering the residence under their welcome.
The house occupied a vast area, probably over ten acres, featuring three courtyards, rock formations with flowing water, a garden living room, and a more exquisite lake in the backyard. In the center of the lake stood a pavilion where one could go to relax and cultivate oneself during leisure time, making it quite pleasant.
Under the explanation of Old Butler, Lu Chen learned that there were over ten servants and housekeepers in this residence. However, their wages were a significant expense. Additionally, this house was located in an excellent area of the capital, but purchasing it would require several hundred thousand taels of real silver. The Da Sun Family, as former royal family members, had considerable financial resources.
Lu Chen dismissed the servants and entered a room alone, deliberately choosing an attic room by the window. Opening the window allowed him to see the street below; it was a great location that perfectly matched Lu Chen's intentions.
He opened the window and casually looked around. Suddenly, a tall building caught his eye. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Fengcuilou. At that moment, lights were still on in the third floor of Fengcuilou, indicating that Su Mo Li had not yet gone to sleep.
From this window, the straight-line distance to Fengcuilou was no more than a mile. If Lu Chen wanted to go over there, half a breath's time would be sufficient—of course, provided he had the courage to meet Su Mo Li.
Leaning on the windowsill with a slight smile, Lu Chen then closed the window and sat on the bed to meditate, passing the night without incident.
In the following hours, apart from giving some instructions to the servants, Lu Chen did not leave the residence. He devoted himself entirely to cultivating in his room. During this time, he felt his control over Void Immortal growing deeper.
If he guessed correctly, he should break through within this period. However, he was still just a little short—only one step away—but Lu Chen knew that this small distance was crucial; some people might spend their entire lives unable to break through.
Thus, Lu Chen placed great importance on this matter and instructed Old Butler to close the main gate of the residence and refuse all visitors. He also changed his cultivation location to the center of the lake in the backyard—a quiet pavilion there.
At night, Lu Chen sat in meditation, gradually absorbing essence to replenish his Yuan Power. During the day, he completely entered a meditative state to nurture his Yin Spirit and comprehend the path of Void Immortal.
"Void Immortal... virtual and real; real and virtual. What is real can also be false; what is false can also be real."
This situation continued for half a month. On a morning after half a month had passed, Lu Chen suddenly opened his eyes wide and exhaled deeply. His entire being resonated with Void Immortal. At that moment, he looked at his surroundings; everything felt so real—truly undeniable—and both the ground and surrounding environment were indeed real.
Yet at that moment, Lu Chen believed they were all illusions—a world entirely born from imagination. It was precisely because his heart was imagining that such a world existed.
In the same world, what may seem severe to others could very well be real, representing a world different from Lu Chen's own, or more plainly, differing perspectives and understandings.
It's a simple principle: if there is a pot of flowers in front of you, an ordinary person sees it as just a pot of flowers. However, for some, it may not be that simple; it could be a treasure or even garbage. This illustrates the difference between the false and the real.
"Finally broken through."
Lu Chen has finally broken through to Void Immortal. The world of Void Immortal is like this: he has comprehended an independent worldview, achieving self-awareness that transforms the false into the real. He then evolves his own falsehood into a state that is neither false nor true, presenting it to others. This is what Void Immortal represents.
The essence of Void Immortal can be summarized in three words: "self-awareness." These simple three words hold infinite mysteries.
To control one's heart and awareness is to master everything. A Void Immortal cannot be deceived by others; this is the nature of Void Immortal.
If one wishes to deceive a Void Immortal, they must possess higher cultivation and more bizarre and cunning methods than the Void Immortal.
There is also a method known as "Heartsight," which allows one to communicate with another's intentions without their permission, secretly grasping what they are thinking or concerned about. This is Heartsight.
However, with Lu Chen's current understanding, he cannot reach that realm. Heartsight should be attained during the Five Element Primordial Spirit or Six Aspects of the Primordial Spirit stages. Only after achieving these can one gain Heartsight, allowing them to steal thoughts and concerns from others' hearts—where my heart and his heart connect seamlessly, creating incredible synergy.
Of course, if one can achieve mutual understanding between their heart and another's trust, then reaching the Supreme Yin Immortal would not be too far off.
Lu Chen stood up from the pavilion, tidied his clothes, adjusted his appearance, used a spell to cleanse himself of impurities, and then walked out alone toward the outside of the residence.
Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out and had not yet reached the door, he encountered the Old Butler. The Old Butler was not one to speak much and had a temperament somewhat similar to Old Mu's; perhaps their identities shaped such natures long ago.
Upon seeing Lu Chen, the Old Butler couldn't help but take three steps back in shock.
"Master, what happened? I feel somewhat unsettled upon seeing you," the Old Butler stated directly.
Lu Chen smiled mysteriously and said, "It's nothing, I'm really sorry to have startled you."
"The master is too polite; it's my fault. I almost bumped into you because my old eyes are failing me," the Old Butler said with a look of regret.
Lu Chen was deliberately concealing his presence. He did not use the Unity of Man, which requires stillness. Instead, he had just employed the Void Immortal's technique, which surprisingly could affect ordinary people’s Yin Spirit.
It was because of this action that Lu Chen was able to test the Old Butler. The Old Butler had no cultivation at all, so he was easily tricked by Lu Chen.
Lu Chen only revealed himself after arriving in front of the Old Butler, which was why the Old Butler almost collided with him.
Lu Chen waved his hand and said, "It's fine, Butler. You go about your own business; I have something to attend to and will take a walk."
"Alright, Master, take care," the Old Butler replied with a bow and then walked away, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he went.
Lu Chen smiled and then opened the main door of the residence, walking alone onto the street in the direction of Fengcuilou.
Fengcuilou looked just as it always did: the first floor was for ordinary diners, the second floor catered to officials and wealthy young men, while the third floor was where talented scholars and the Queen's heirs gathered. Of course, Su Mo Li was also there.
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