Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

When Lu Yang found out who Li Haoran’s betrothed was, a series of mythical stories inexplicably popped into his mind: the tale of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the Three Holy Mothers and Liu Yanchang, and the Heavenly Immortal Pair…

There are numerous historical examples of “an old cow eating young grass” that prove marrying a celestial being is the fastest way to achieve instant success, with a very high success rate.

Liu Yanchang was an exception, but that was due to issues with the Three Holy Mothers’ brother Yang Jian, or perhaps the heavenly court’s rules. However, Su Yiren didn’t seem to have a Tribulation Crossing Stage brother, and there were no heavenly rules in ancient times.

Therefore, the conclusion was clear.

“Junior Brother Li is in for a good life ahead. This saves him so many years of hard work, making others green with envy,” Lu Yang marveled. He and Meng Jingzhou felt that this trip wasn’t made in vain.

It was worth it.

“By the way, what did Junior Brother Li call us here for in the first place?” Lu Yang had forgotten the original purpose of their visit.

Meng Jingzhou cracked some melon seeds and tossed them into his mouth, savoring the taste. He thought for a moment and said, “He was worried about being too nervous to meet his fiancée and wanted us to support him.”

“Oh, Junior Brother Li doesn’t seem very nervous. He shouldn’t need our help,” Lu Yang observed Li Haoran’s expression of despair, which didn’t seem to match being nervous.

“Any more melon seeds? I’m out,” Lu Yang said, holding out his hand, full of melon seed shells.

Meng Jingzhou pulled out a bag of seeds. “Yes, but they’re raw.”

“No problem, I have fire. Let me roast them. What flavor do you want?”

“A bit salty.”

“Consider it done.”

Lu Yang breathed out Three Flavour True Fire, controlling the flame’s temperature to roast the seeds.

At this moment, Li Haoran was still unaware that his two reliable senior brothers had completely given up on him. He was too preoccupied to notice.

Li Haoran was listening to his mother recount how he was betrothed.

“Wasn’t it that your father and I were saved by Yiren? At the time, she noticed I was pregnant and asked if she could betroth you to her.”

“I thought she was a pretty girl and very skilled in cultivation. Being engaged to her was a huge honor. She was willing, and so were we.”

“But Mom, didn’t you consider the age difference?” Li Haoran was dumbfounded. He had never heard of an engagement being arranged like this.

His mother gave him a look of disdain. “Haven’t I taught you from a young age not to be constrained by worldly views? For cultivators, is age really an issue? Of course not.”

“Look at the great cultivators in the Unity Stage. Their spouses often have age differences of hundreds or thousands of years, and they live in harmony.”

She counted on her fingers, listing several examples of couples with significant age differences in the cultivation world, emphasizing their harmonious relationships.

“And in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, the age difference is even greater.”

Li Haoran rubbed his temples in pain. So this was the reason behind the theories his mother had taught him when he was young.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou nodded repeatedly. Li’s mother had a point: in the cultivation world, age difference wasn’t a problem as long as there was love.

Moreover, there was no worry about the younger one waiting for the older one to die to inherit their fortune—who knew who would outlive whom.

Lu Yang had heard of a famous Unity Stage cultivator near the end of his life who sought a late-in-life romance. Many women with ulterior motives married him, but they all died before him, while the cultivator continued to live well.

And besides, was there really a three-thousand-year age difference between Su Yiren and Li Haoran? Not necessarily. Su Yiren might have just been exceptionally talented and reached the Unity Stage early.

Lu Yang had a current example. The Everlasting Fairy had become an immortal at just sixteen, while Lu Yang, at the same age, was still in the Foundation Establishment Stage, which was quite embarrassing.

So, as long as one party lied about their age, the age gap might not be that significant.

His mother continued, “At that time, we didn’t know how high Yiren’s cultivation was. We thought she might be in the Golden Core Stage or the Nascent Soul Stage, both of which were above us.”

“Later, when we tested your spiritual roots, we found you had an extremely rare fire root, with boundless future potential, definitely surpassing the Nascent Soul Stage. Marrying her wouldn’t be a loss.”

His parents never considered breaking off the engagement because of Li Haoran’s talent. They owed Yiren their lives, and the engagement was set early. How could they break it?

“We originally wanted to remind you that once your cultivation was high enough, you could support Yiren.”

“Just a few days ago, Yiren brought her daughter over, and we found out she was in the Unity Stage, far beyond our expectations. You need to work hard in your cultivation to not be unworthy of her.”

“But Yanyan’s reaction was intense, opposing the engagement and repeatedly suggesting breaking it. You know what happened after that.”

Li Haoran was speechless.

No wonder Qin Yanyan reacted so strongly. After living for over a decade, your mother suddenly tells you she’s getting married, and you’ll have a new father. Who could handle that?

Putting himself in her shoes, Li Haoran guessed he would have reacted the same way.

Li Haoran seriously told Qin Yanyan, “I think you have a point. Nowadays, we advocate free love. We should dissolve this marriage that goes against our will.”

Su Yiren quietly took out a recording sphere, which played Li Haoran’s bold declaration during his fight with Qin Yanyan.

“I tell you, I will never dissolve this engagement in my lifetime!”

“I tell you, I will never dissolve this engagement in my lifetime!”

“I tell you, I will never dissolve this engagement in my lifetime!”

Su Yiren said nothing, but her actions spoke louder than words.

“Stop, stop, stop, don’t play it anymore.” Li Haoran pleaded, wanting to find a hole to crawl into.

Why hadn’t he learned Lu Yang’s Shrinking Earth technique?

If he had known, he wouldn’t have come home and would have stayed at the Dao Seeking Sect, focusing on cultivation and artifact refining.

How could he, so young, live off someone else? What would his peers think?

Li Haoran looked at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, who were still eating melon seeds, showing no intention of helping.

Li Haoran stared at them until they felt uncomfortable and had to step in to mediate.

“The biggest question here is for Senior Su. Senior Su, why did you betroth Junior Brother Li to yourself?”

Everyone’s attention turned to Su Yiren, whose face turned red. She was easily embarrassed, especially in front of many people. But things had reached this point, and she had to explain. She spoke as briefly as possible to explain the situation:

“Actually, Li Haoran is my husband’s reincarnation.”

“Yanyan, Li Haoran really is your father reincarnated.”

Lu Yang: “…”

Meng Jingzhou: “…”

This was getting more complicated. Was it too late to leave now?

In the mental space, the Everlasting Fairy perked up, thinking that following Lu Yang always led to interesting encounters.

(End of the chapter)