Take your childhood sweetheart to cultivate immortality

Madam Yan smiled and said, "You have a good hearing, little girl. It's true, my son is studying hard.

Oh, and I have to tell you here, don’t speak loudly and disturb my son’s study, do you understand?” Madam Yan specifically warned.

Liu Wenwen nodded and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, we won't disturb you.

"Can you ask me to make some soup and send it to the young master? After all, studying is hard, and you always need to replenish your body, right? I promise not to disturb the young master," Liu Wenwen quickly assured.

Madam Yan shook her head and said, "No need. I don't know what's wrong with my son recently. He doesn't like me to disturb him. He will come out to eat when it's time to eat." Seeing that it was getting late, Madam Yan hurriedly asked Liu Wenwen to go with her to cook so as not to miss her son's meal.

Liu Wenwen naturally responded without hesitation. Thinking that she would be able to see Yan Qibei soon, she hurriedly followed Madam Yan.

Shen Runze also followed him to the kitchen, picked up a bucket and went to the well in the yard under the pretext of fetching water. He looked through the door and only heard the mechanical sound of reading.

Shen Runze was afraid of scaring Yan Qibei, and thought that he could see Yan Qibei again during dinner, so he didn't sneak in.

Shen Runze went back to fetch water as usual, then went back to the kitchen to help wash and cut vegetables. Soon the food was on the table. When it was time to eat, Madam Yan went to call Yan Qibei.

After a while, Yan Qibei followed Madam Yan and walked slowly towards her, but he was no longer as lively as when they first met.

Yan Qibei seemed to be in a daze, like a walking corpse. He sat down when asked to and ate when asked to. It seemed that it was because the remnant cultivator had devoured part of his soul.

Liu Wenwen and Shen Runze ate a lot of air and waited for Yan Qibei to finish eating before leaving.

The two men couldn't help but frown. They found it, but they were afraid that if they forced them to tell him, since he was a cultivator, he probably wouldn't be able to give much of a reaction.

"Wenwen, don't you have a tranquilizing flower? Why don't you give it to him to try and see if it can nourish his soul. In Ah Bei's current state, he would be stupid if he went out, and his consciousness of true existence would not be awakened."

After hearing this, Liu Wenwen nodded quickly, took out a few purple flowers from the space, rubbed them into juice with his spiritual sense, and placed them in a bowl.

He was carrying a bowl to give some to Yan Qibei, but before he even reached the door, Madam Yan stopped him and asked, "Smell it, what's in this?"

Liu Wenwen's eyes turned and he said quickly: "Oh, isn't this the red bean soup I made using the method from my hometown? I heard that after drinking this soup, people will become very smart and it will be no problem for them to become the top scholar in the future.

Madam Yan, please take us in. We have nothing, so we will use this humble skill to repay you."

Upon hearing this, Madam Yan's eyes lit up and she smiled, "I never thought Wenwen would be so thoughtful.

Then go ahead. Since you will be living at home from now on, I will leave my son to you and Arun to take care of. You two are not much different in age, so I think you have more to say than I do."

When Liu Wenwen heard that she had the opportunity to get close to Yan Qibei with just a small bowl of tranquilizing flower juice, she hurriedly said to Madam Yan.

"Okay, okay, thank you, ma'am," Liu Wenwen said as she pushed the door open and entered Yan Qibei's room.

Yan Qibei's room was like most other people's rooms, with a step-out bed covered with a turquoise curtain, and a long table by the window, covered with densely packed books.

Yan Qibei was holding a copy of the Analects of Confucius and reading mechanically, turning the pages.

Liu Wenwen sighed, holding the bowl, walked forward and said to Yan Qibei: "Brother Bei? Brother Bei?"

Yan Qibei still ignored him and read a page of the Analects over and over again. Liu Wenwen placed the bowl right in front of Yan Qibei and said to him.

"Brother Abei, it's time to drink the soup." When Yan Qibei heard the word "drink the soup", he stopped reciting the Analects of Confucius. He picked up the bowl and gulped down the tranquilizing flower juice. With a thud, he put the bowl on the table, picked up the book and continued reading the Analects of Confucius.

Liu Wenwen observed for a while and found that there was no change. She sighed and went out with the bowl. But at the moment Liu Wenwen closed the door, a glimmer of light appeared in Yan Qibei's empty eyes.

When Liu Wenwen left, Shen Runze looked at her. Liu Wenwen shook her head and said, "What should we do? That disabled cultivator is so abominable. It's also my fault. Six years ago, I hurriedly went into seclusion.

"I should have waited longer for Brother Abei until he came out of seclusion. He wouldn't have been devoured by the remnant cultivators and ended up like this. If only we had discovered it earlier," Liu Wenwen said self-reproachfully.

Shen Runze frowned and said comfortingly: "It's useless to say these things now. Why don't you think about what to do?"

Liu Wenwen nodded: "Ask A Yuan to help produce more tranquilizing flowers.

If a few flowers don’t work, we can plant dozens, hundreds, and with such a large quantity, I think it should have some effect.”

"Yeah, that's all we can do now." From then on, Liu Wenwen would give Yan Qibei a small bowl of calming flower juice from time to time, but it didn't have much effect at first.

Later, Liu Wenwen discovered that Yan Qibei no longer just read the page of the Analects in front of him, but would slowly and unconsciously turn to the next page.

After Liu Wenwen discovered this, she hurried out and told Shen Runze the good news. Shen Runze thought it was useful and immediately asked A Yuan to continue to produce a large amount of Tranquilizing Flowers.

Seeing that A Yuan looked a little tired, he quickly waved his hand and gave him 30,000 wood spirit stones, asking him to specifically promote the growth of the tranquilizing flower, which made Xuan Ling, who was watching next to him, very envious.

Seeing that this was useful, Liu Wenwen picked a dozen flowers from the space every time, squeezed dozens of flowers together into juice, and gave it to Yan Qibei to drink. Later, Yan Qibei recovered and could speak normally.

Liu Wenwen and Shen Runze looked at Yan Qibei in front of them. After feeling that Yan Qibei should be basically fine because he had taken a large amount of tranquilizing flower juice, they were struggling with how to tell him that he was now in the Soul-Fixing Pearl.

"How about I put it this way, Brother Abei, you are actually an immortal and you know magic. As long as you go out, you will know."

Shen Runze shook his head: "He is not from Earth, and he didn't travel through time. I guess he can't accept it. I'm afraid it will be too stimulating and he will end up like when we first arrived. What if everything we did before is in vain?"

"How about we do a fate test for him and take him through everything he's been through before? That would be nice and wouldn't seem too awkward. What do you think?"

"But he is the owner of this Soul-Fixing Orb. The scene we are in now is all his imagination to protect himself. How can we create it out of thin air for him?" Shen Runze frowned and thought.

Liu Wenwen bit her lip and thought, "How about I trick Brother Bei into going out to the street tomorrow?

By then, he will be able to imagine the market on his own, and you can just pretend to be Uncle Qiu and test your fate with the immortals in public.

After hearing this, Shen Runze felt that it seemed possible and nodded.

The next morning, Liu Wenwen brought Yan Qibei a large bowl of tranquilizing flower juice, asked him to drink it, and then said to Yan Qibei.

"Brother Abei, you study all day long, don't you feel bored? How about we take a day off today? Go for a walk on the street."

Yan Qibei was still a little stunned and said: "No, I like reading. If you are bored, you can go with Arun."