The End of the Immortal Path-Chapter 40 - 39: Expressing Admiration for Me?

"I can’t believe you actually live in a place like this."

Cheng Yu approached the small courtyard, looking around. "The stables are right next door," she said. "Isn’t it noisy at night?"

Jiang Man was baffled. She was acting as if this was all some great novelty, and he had no idea why she was here.

So he asked her directly, "Miss Cheng, what brings you here?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yu looked away, but her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the Old Yellow Ox. "You raise an ox?"

Jiang Man glanced at the Old Yellow Ox and nodded. "Yes."

Cheng Yu didn’t press the matter. Instead, she said, "I’m here to deliver something. It had to be delivered to you personally, and since I’m in a hurry, I had to bother you this late."

"Deliver something?" Jiang Man was a little curious.

He racked his brain but couldn’t think of anything that would connect him to the woman standing before him.

’Is she here to send me on my way?’

’It’s not impossible.’

He immediately began to covertly circulate the power within his body.

If she made a single dangerous move, he would strike first.

When dealing with a rich young lady like her, being even a step too slow could mean facing one of her Secret Techniques.

Not all people were the same.

The Six Harmonies Palm and Three Talents Force were decent, sure.

But they were free.

Anyone could learn them once their Cultivation was high enough.

But the wealthy could learn more, and what they learned was far stronger.

"That’s right, a delivery. The sender was in a real hurry, which is why I had to come at this hour." As she spoke, she rummaged through her clothes.

At last, she produced an envelope.

A few words were written on the envelope: *For Jiang Man to Open Personally*.

It was sealed with wax.

"This is it. For you." Cheng Yu handed the envelope to Jiang Man.

Jiang Man took it, a bit taken aback.

He examined the wax seal carefully. It was stamped with a single character: "Luo."

"This is...?" he asked, confused.

"A letter from Luo Xuan," Cheng Yu said casually.

Jiang Man frowned. "What requires a letter? And why would she write to me?"

Cheng Yu shrugged, her face a picture of curiosity in the moonlight. "Why don’t you open it and see? I’m dying to know what she wrote, too."

"She wouldn’t even let me open it."

"She just told me to get it to you as fast as possible."

"So mysterious."

Jiang Man stared at the envelope. He did have an odd feeling about this.

He had assumed she was here to cause trouble for him.

Furthermore, he had always suspected Chang Qiweng was one of Cheng Yu’s people.

’The attack on me was all so she could get the slot.’

But this whole scene completely upended his expectations.

A letter delivery, and in the middle of the night, no less.

What’s more, the letter was from the former top disciple of the courtyard, a pampered young lady from a wealthy family.

This...

This was the first time Jiang Man had ever encountered a situation like this.

It was truly unexpected.

"You don’t know what she wrote?" Jiang Man asked, looking at Cheng Yu.

"I have my suspicions, which is why I need you to confirm them. Hurry up and read it! If you won’t, I’ll open it for you," Cheng Yu urged.

She couldn’t wait to see what was inside.

After a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Man opened the envelope.

The moment he did, a delicate fragrance wafted out.

It was the same scent from Luo Xuan’s courtyard.

He’d often smelled it when he went there for work.

He then unfolded the letter.

The handwriting was elegant and graceful, the brushstrokes light yet imbued with a firm strength.

The shades of ink were perfectly balanced. The opening stroke began with what seemed like a moment’s hesitation before flowing as smoothly as clouds and water, yet the turns of the characters never lost their force.

’Beautiful calligraphy,’ Jiang Man praised inwardly.

Nowadays, everyone was focused entirely on Cultivation.

It was rare to see someone with such well-practiced handwriting.

"As I take up my brush to write, my heart is filled with hesitation and anxiety. I don’t know where to begin.

The first time I saw you was when you entered the Cyan Cloud Pavilion, leading an old yellow ox. You were a puzzle to me then.

The next time we met was in the Sixth Courtyard.

A single courtyard... perhaps it was a twist of fate, unknown to us.

Two years have passed in a flash. You emerged from the crowd and began your journey up the mountain.

Your determined spirit made me want to lend you a hand. So as not to disturb you, I could only hire you using Spiritual Source as a pretense.

The path up the mountain is arduous, and I thought your journey would be fraught with hardship.

I never imagined I would one day be the one looking up to you.

I dare not speak too much, dare not start a conversation, dare not face what is in my heart.

If our fates are truly intertwined, then once we have both secured our slots, I will send another letter to arrange a meeting, and perhaps we can make a promise to grow old together."

That was the entire letter. There was no signature.

But...

Sometimes, certain things could be understood without being explicitly stated.

This letter was from Luo Xuan.

After all, Cheng Yu had just said so herself.

But Jiang Man was still filled with doubt.

He looked at Cheng Yu and asked, "What does she mean by this?"

Cheng Yu, who had been peeking on her tiptoes, had already seen the contents of the letter.

She covered her face, blushing. "It’s so embarrassing! Don’t you get it?"

Cheng Yu sighed. "She’s telling you that she’s been watching you for a long time. Now she’s realized her heart flutters for you, that she seems to admire you, but she’s too shy to say it outright."

"If the two of you can both secure a slot, she’ll write another letter to set up a meeting place."

"To pledge yourselves to each other."

Then Cheng Yu asked curiously, "Are you any good in a real fight? Are you confident you can beat Fang Yong? All you have to do is run into him and injure him badly."

"Then Luo Xuan’s position will be secure."

Seeing Jiang Man’s distant expression, Cheng Yu waved a hand in front of his face. "Are you listening to me?"

Jiang Man nodded. "I’m listening."

"All right, then. You’d better work hard and not let our Luo Xuan down." With that, Cheng Yu started to walk away.

After a few steps, she turned back. "If you’re short on resources and can’t find work, I can help you."

"Luo Xuan is my best friend, so of course I have to help her."

After Jiang Man nodded, Cheng Yu turned and left for good.

A smirk now played on her smiling face.

’Ah, the passion of youth, the heart of youth, the purity of youth.’

’Just as I thought. No poor young boy can resist a love letter like that.’

’A boy like this, if whetted properly, will become a very useful tool.’

Jiang Man watched Cheng Yu leave, his brow deeply furrowed.

He then turned to the Old Yellow Ox beside him. "Old Huang, do you think anyone would actually fall for me?"

The Old Yellow Ox shot Jiang Man a glance but didn’t speak.

Jiang Man continued, "What could she possibly see in me? The fact that I bring a plough ox with me to study? My sour stench? Or is she after my ox?"

Jiang Man thought the last one was actually somewhat plausible.

After all, his Old Yellow Ox was an Evil God.

The Old Yellow Ox said calmly, "Sometimes, things aren’t what they seem."

Jiang Man was confused.

The Old Yellow Ox sneered. "Just cultivate. Otherwise, you won’t even have three hundred days to live."

’More riddles?’

But he didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he began his Cultivation.

These days, he didn’t need much sleep.

He could continue his Cultivation all through the night.

As long as he kept up his Cultivation, he would keep getting stronger.

Besides, he also needed to go collect other Magic Skills.

He also needed to check with the guards to see if he could rent himself out as a sparring partner.

As for Luo Xuan’s letter...

He didn’t believe a single word of it.

Whether it was real or fake, it was all the same to him.

It didn’t mention Spiritual Source at all.

How was he supposed to believe it?

At least before there had been seventy Spiritual Source on the table.