Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

"Is Mr. Jiang at home? It's me again, bothering you."

Hearing Xuanxi's voice from outside the courtyard gate, Jiang Yuchuan, who was cooking in the kitchen, poked half his head out. "Since Daoist Xuanxi is here, please come in. I can't get away right now, so I won't open the door for you."

“Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this old Taoist can come in by himself. There is no need for Mr. Jiang to personally open the door.”

Xuanxi walked in with a smile, and when she saw Jiang Yuchuan busy in the kitchen, she pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh! I've come at just the right time, just in time for Mr. Jiang to cook! We're in for a treat!"

"Yes, indeed." Jiang Yuchuan said casually while tossing the food in the pan, "Master Xuanxi seemed to have said the same thing yesterday. I wonder if the Taoist will still be so lucky tomorrow."

"We can't predict what will happen tomorrow. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Xuanxi chuckled, showing no embarrassment whatsoever.

This answer was clearly within Jiang Yuchuan's expectations. He ignored Xuan Xi and focused on cooking.

Xuanxi was not embarrassed by Neijiang Yuchuan's silence at all. Instead, she walked to the peach tree and looked up to admire it.

"Mr. Jiang has taken excellent care of this peach tree! If it bears peaches in the future, they will surely taste amazing! I just wonder if I, this old Daoist, will be lucky enough to have a taste then..."

"If you are not good-looking, do not harbor any fantasies."

Jiang Yuchuan retorted with a cold laugh.

"My appearance is unremarkable, that's my fault. It was the old man who was presumptuous of me."

Xuanxi smiled and stroked his beard, then sat down under the peach tree.

Jiang Yuchuan curled his lips and said nothing more.

Although he had expected that the old Taoist priest Xuanxi would come looking for him, he did not expect that she would come in this way.

However, on the other hand, if Xuanxi really came to him with a respectful and reserved attitude as he expected, he would find it boring and would not allow the other party to come to his door again and again, and even freeload off him.

What Jiang Yuchuan didn't know was that before Xuan Xi came to find him, she had specifically inquired about him from the villagers in the town.

It was through this information that Xuanxi was able to deduce Jiang Yuchuan's current identity in the town, and then decide on the attitude she should take towards Jiang Yuchuan in order to shorten the distance between them, rather than arousing Jiang Yuchuan's resentment.

Xuanxi was a shrewd man who had lived for nearly 170 years, so doing these things was not difficult for him.

Just as Jiang Yuchuan finished cooking and plating the last dish, Qi Changqing walked out of the study at the perfect moment.

When Xuanxi saw Qi Changqing come out, she immediately smiled kindly and asked, "How did you do today, little Changqing? Did you encounter anything you didn't understand? If so, feel free to ask me."

Qi Changqing pursed his lips, put on a stern face, and gave Xuanxi a simple bow. "Thank you for your kindness, Daoist Xuanxi. I haven't encountered any problems." After saying that, he immediately went to the kitchen and brought the dishes that Jiang Yuchuan had prepared to the table one by one.

As if anticipating Xuanxi's arrival today, Jiang Yuchuan prepared a total of eight dishes.

Xuanxi stared longingly at the glistening roasted whole duck placed in the center, wishing she could devour it all in one bite!

After Jiang Yuchuan and Qi Changqing were seated, Xuan Xi looked at Jiang Yuchuan and gave him a mysterious smile: "With such fine food before us, would Mr. Jiang be interested in having a drink?"

Before Jiang Yuchuan could respond, Xuan Xi took off the gourd hanging from her waist and placed it on the table.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuchuan raised his eyebrows and continued to tease, "I didn't expect that Daoist Xuanxi would bring his own wine today. It's truly rare, very rare indeed."

Xuanxi smiled again, winked at Jiang Yuchuan, and said mysteriously, "Mr. Jiang, don't underestimate this gourd of wine of mine. It has a remarkable origin! Even the current emperor can't just drink it whenever he wants! If it weren't for Mr. Jiang's hospitality over the past few days, I wouldn't have brought it out!"

"really?"

Jiang Yuchuan glanced at the seemingly ordinary gourd, clearly somewhat disbelieving. "A cultivator does not lie. Daoist Xuanxi, please do not exaggerate just because I am not knowledgeable."

"Whether it's an exaggeration or not, Mr. Jiang will know for sure once he tries it."

Xuanxi didn't keep them in suspense any longer and opened the gourd directly.

A rich, fragrant aroma of wine, yet not at all pungent, wafted out of the gourd in an instant.

Even Qi Changqing, who was sitting quietly to the side, couldn't help but take a few deep breaths and felt the urge to have a drink.

"How does it smell?"

Xuan Xi also took a few deep breaths and looked at Jiang Yuchuan with a smug expression.

Jiang Yuchuan nodded and said, "There are some things there."

Xuanxi smiled smugly: "I'm glad Mr. Jiang likes it! However, although the aroma of this wine is tempting, it is not as good as one or two tenths of its taste!" As she spoke, she turned to Qi Changqing and smiled, "Little Changqing, would you please go and get two wine cups?"

Qi Changqing glanced at Jiang Yuchuan, nodded, and got up to go to the kitchen to get two white porcelain bowls.

Xuanxi took the wine cup, immediately twisted open the gourd, and poured a cup for Jiang Yuchuan.

The liquor is pale blue in color and clear to the bottom.

Jiang Yuchuan took the wine cup, brought it to his lips, sniffed it lightly, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"What is the name of this wine?"

After pondering for a long time, Jiang Yuchuan finally asked.

This wine is named "Return to Penglai"!

As Xuanxi poured wine for Jiang Yuchuan, she said, "It comes from the Yunshui Heavenly Palace in Youzhou and is one of the four most famous wines in the world!"

“Penglai Gui…” Jiang Yuchuan nodded, “The name is quite fitting.” He then smiled and said, “I’ve never heard of the Yunshui Tiangong sect before. But Youzhou seems to be under the jurisdiction of Dayong. The relationship between Daqian and Dayong isn’t exactly good. Daoist Xuanxi is truly remarkable for being able to obtain this wine from a sect in Dayong!”

Hearing Jiang Yuchuan's sincere praise, Xuan Xi was secretly very pleased, but she didn't fully show it on her face. Instead, she smiled modestly and replied:

"Mr. Jiang, you flatter me. I did not personally go to Dayong to fetch this wine. After all, I am quite old and still have some connections in the martial arts world. This Penglai Gui was a gift from an old friend on my 150th birthday."

When Qi Changqing, who was quietly eating his food, heard Xuan Xi say that he had already celebrated his 150th birthday, he was instantly dumbfounded and almost dropped the chopsticks he was holding.

Although Xuanxi's hair and beard were completely white, his complexion was very rosy and he was full of energy. He walked with great speed and agility.

Faced with Xuan Xi like this, Qi Changqing could never associate him with an old man over a hundred years old.

Moreover, in his mind, living to ninety years old is already an extraordinary achievement! Not to mention one hundred years old, or even the astonishing one hundred and fifty years old!

In that instant, Xuan Xi's previously less-than-ideal image underwent a complete transformation in Qi Changqing's mind.

At that moment, Xuanxi looked at Qi Changqing and winked with a smile.

Qi Changqing was startled and dared not look him in the eye again. He immediately lowered his head, gripped his chopsticks tightly, and frantically shoveled rice into his mouth.

Having tasted the flavor of Penglai Gui, Jiang Yuchuan became interested in the other three famous wines and asked:

"Where do the other three famous wines come from? Has Daoist Xuanxi ever tasted them all?"

Xuanxi shook his head and replied, "Apart from Penglai Gui, the other two famous wines, Beauty's Tears and Mountain Cloud Hidden, both come from Dayong. Only the last one, Hundred Flower Fairy, comes from Medicine King Valley in Daqian."