UGB Chapter 3 Huo Chuyu
Chapter 3 Huo Chuyu
As night fell, Liang Junjie jumped off his flying sword and entered his room from the balcony.
Back home, Liang Junjie took a quick shower, removed his makeup, and didn't care about his appearance; his tired body had been protesting against him for a long time.
"Senior, I'm going to sleep now. Feel free to wander around my place, just don't wake my parents..."
Before Liang Junjie could finish speaking, he inevitably closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, all of which was done casually by Huo Chuyu.
After covering Liang Junjie with the blanket, she went to the bathroom alone.
Snow-white skin was exposed under the showerhead, steam constantly swirling in front of the bathroom glass. If Liang Junjie were conscious now, his younger brother and his heart would surely be pounding.
Women always take a long time to shower, almost an hour, and just when the hot water in the electric water heater was almost used up, the bathroom door handle was finally turned open.
The knob was turned, but the door was not actually opened.
The door handle of Liang Junjie's bathroom was broken. He usually used a bucket to prop the door open and told his family that he was using it. He never imagined that the senior he brought home would use his bathroom.
Huo Chuyu tried twisting the handle several times, but it still wouldn't open. She flicked it, and the doorknob was restored to its original factory state. With a gentle push, the door opened, and the steam behind it truly resembled celestial mist, forming a water crane that swirled around the room.
The once messy house was instantly transformed, as if it had undergone a thorough cleaning. All the dust was swept away, and even the air felt much fresher.
Huo Chuyu came to Liang Junjie's bedside and then quietly lay down beside him. She placed her hand on Liang Junjie's stomach and her thighs draped over his body without any hesitation, as if she were hugging a large doll or a human-shaped pillow.
As Huo Chuyu's breathing became more even, her dream began to unfold. A cultivator's dream was no longer uncontrollable; instead, it could be freely created and destroyed at will. She connected her dream with Liang Junjie's, influencing Liang Junjie's subconscious.
Liang Junjie felt as if he had slept all night. When he woke up, he found that Huo Chuyu had already appeared in his room.
She was looking at herself from the bedside. Huo Chuyu was still in the dream state, but she had no intention of harming Liang Junjie. She wanted to know what this boy was resisting in his heart.
"Disciple greets Master!"
Liang Junjie immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed to Huo Chuyu with clasped hands.
Huo Chuyu shook her head and then stepped aside.
"You still don't truly acknowledge me as your master, so I cannot accept this gift."
Liang Junjie's heart skipped a beat; his thoughts had been seen through. However, he wasn't ashamed. Instead, he stood up and scratched his head sheepishly.
"Since you saw right through me, senior, I won't hide anything from you anymore. I want to make money! I want to ensure my parents are well-fed and clothed before I go on my cultivation journey with you!"
Huo Chuyu nodded and then shook her head.
"Although cultivators don't need to care about worldly interference, it's good that you care about your family. I'm still an unmarried woman, and I have elders living in my family, but they are all cultivators, so I don't need to worry about that."
"In today's mortal world, technology is prevalent. If you have a skill, you can make a name for yourself in a certain place. Of course, this refers to the methods of mortals. If you become my disciple, you will come into contact with the power of cultivation. At that time, you will find that money is just an external thing. To put it more ridiculously, mortal wealth is just dirt in front of cultivators."
Huo Chuyu casually touched it, and a crystal-clear stone appeared in her hand.
"This is a low-grade spirit stone. If you exchange it for Chinese currency, it can be exchanged for 1,000 Chinese yuan. Of course, there are limits on the amount of transactions between cultivators and mortals. You cannot exceed 100,000 Chinese yuan at a time." After Huo Chuyu finished speaking, she placed the low-grade spirit stone in Liang Junjie's palm.
"If all you want is for your parents to have enough to eat and wear, you can easily do that by becoming my disciple. But I suspect you have other intentions, don't you?"
The words made it clear that Liang Junjie had other intentions, and he should just say it directly.
"Senior, I'd like to know what realm of immortal you are? Also, what power do you belong to? Is that power powerful?" Liang Junjie asked expectantly, eager to know if the realms of immortals in the novels he read were classified the same as those in reality.
Huo Chuyu raised an eyebrow and carefully examined Liang Junjie. She even drew a conclusion from the subtle changes in Liang Junjie's physiology: "He is weighing the pros and cons, weighing my value to him, and weighing whether he should get involved in the world of cultivation."
"You're very bold, so I'll make your boldness meaningful."
After saying that, Huo Chuyu pointed a finger at Liang Junjie's forehead.
The scenery before his eyes instantly flipped several times, and then Liang Junjie saw this scene:
The fiery red palace is located in a world shrouded in ethereal mist and breathtaking scenery. There are many immortals who can fly and burrow underground, and some immortals who can move mountains and overturn seas at any time are adjusting the layout of the world.
Liang Junjie saw two immortals practicing against each other.
A female immortal formed a hand seal, and a huge fiery palm slammed down towards the male immortal opposite her.
The overwhelming power of the scorching sky and boiling sea truly startled Liang Junjie, and the male immortal's next move left Liang Junjie speechless.
The male immortal didn't dodge at all, but instead opened his mouth, and a black snake materialized. The black snake suddenly opened its abyssal maw wide and swallowed the fiery palm in one gulp. Then the black snake receded, and the male immortal's figure reappeared, but his aura had weakened somewhat.
The scene then changes again; inside the palace, a grand ceremony for testing qualifications is being held.
Liang Junjie was among them. Although this place was an illusion, it felt incredibly real to him.
Next to him was the young Huo Chuyu.
In front of him was a stone used to test qualifications.
"Huo Chuyu, a talent of unparalleled caliber! A direct descendant of the Huo family!" the Huo family elder shouted.
"Huo Chuyu! The daughter of Huo Tianqi, the patriarch! Truly a prodigy!"
"I'm so envious. If I had that kind of talent, I could join the inner clan."
"Ah, I'm so envious! If only I were..."
Hearing all these praises, Liang Junjie realized just how dazzling the woman beside him was, and how powerful her background was. If he were to truly become her disciple, not only would he not achieve great success, but as long as she lived, he would have enough to eat, and his parents could also live a good life.