Chapter 17: Is This Not A Bowl of White Congee?

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The four of them hiked up the mountain, and not long after, they had reached the mountainside. Behind the mountainside, a vague shadow of a house was hidden behind green trees with white clouds hovering above. If one did not look closely, it could have been easily overlooked, making this the best spot for one to retreat privately. As they walked closer, the view of a four-part architecture came into view. Within the mist, it exuded a mysterious and ethereal atmosphere.

This is where the Immortal lives!

Only a place like this is good enough for an Immortal!

The four of them could not help staring in awe as they approached the four-part architecture.

Senior Lin, Mr. Lis name is Li Nianfan, and hes trying to pursue a mortal life! When you see him later, please dont act in awe or shock. He wants to live as an ordinary man. Please, do remember to treat him as such, or else he might be offended, Bai Luoshuang reminded her.

Lin Qingyun nodded. Hidden experts seemed to have their unique partiality.

Bai Luoshuang then called out in front of the door, Mr. Li, are you home?

Li Nianfan was enjoying his breakfast at the inner court. He paused while he was drinking his congee. He looked at the door strangely.

That voice was familiar.

Well, who else could it be? He did not have that many visitors anyway. He could tell right away who this voice belonged to.

Meanwhile, Bai Luoshuang and the other three waited nervously outside. Bai Wuchen did not seem like a Sect Master then, but more like a student awaiting to meet his teacher, not daring to even take a full breath.

Click!

The door swung open.

Li Nianfan had a surprised look on his face. There were four visitors, and all of them were standing politely outside his door. They even smiled at him sincerely upon seeing him.

The cultivators came in a group to meet an ordinary man like myself? With such a polite attitude?

He looked at Bai Luoshuang and said, Its you! Welcome!

Mr. Li, these are my parents. The reason we came here today is to thank you for the drawing, Bai Luoshuang greeted politely.

Meanwhile, Bai Wuchen and Su Ya nodded politely at Li Nianfan. Looking at their politeness, it was apparent why Bai Luoshuang had such a polite attitude.

The drawing I gave you the other day was a defective draft. Whats there to thank for? Please, come in. Li Nianfan smiled.

So they like my drawing. It seems that Bai Luoshuangs parents are both art lovers. This explains why theyre visiting. Li Nianfan thought this was normal. He assumed that even cultivators had some hobbies, too, and he knew his drawing skills had been approved by the System. After all, the title of Saint art was not for nothing. So, he was not too surprised that the cultivators liked his drawing.

Sorry for disturbing you, Bai Wuchen said apologetically.

Mr. Li, Im Lin Qingyun. Im a friend of Luoshuang and I came along with them to visit you today, Li Qingyun stuttered, appearing nervous and anxious.

Li Nianfan smiled. Please, come in.

Yet another gorgeous lady. Ive been transmigrating here for five years without having met anyone. Now, there are suddenly so many pretty women coming to my house! Li Nianfan thought to himself.

Welcome, my dearest guests, Xiao Bai came out to greet the guests as the butcher of the house.

Bai Wuchen and Su Ya had been briefed by Bai Luoshuang, so they were able to restrain themselves from gasping at this shocking sight.

However, Lin Qingyun was caught off guard. She shivered and stared at Xiao Bai with her eyes wide like saucers. Spiritual Machine!

Li Nianfan was tired from explaining this over and over again. He did not want to care anymore. I cant keep explaining to every guest that this is advanced-technology, right? This is too tiring, he thought to himself.

Bai Luoshuang quietly pulled on Li Qingyuns sleeves and warned softly, Senior Lin, please, be calmer. Whatever you see here isnt strange or surprising, you have to treat it as an ordinary place and never mention anything about the cultivation of Immortality.

This made Lin Qingyun notice the change in Li Nianfans face. She could not help but feel extremely guilty for behaving so rudely.

Li Nianfan sat back at the dining table. He had not finished his congee but felt awkward eating alone with four cultivators standing by the side.

He offered, Why dontyou all have some, too?

No, thank you. Bai Wuchen rejected instantly. Although the congee smelled good, he could not be so shameless as to accep