My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Suddenly, Fu Wenshen stretched out his body and charged forward.

The longsword sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Chu Lengyu.

His movements were swift and powerful, his inner strength surging through his meridians and converging at the tip of his sword, attempting to break through the seemingly fragile spiritual energy shield with overwhelming force.

However, the moment the clumsy sword pierced through, ripples spread across the spiritual energy shield, dissolving the incoming sword energy into nothingness.

Upon seeing this, Fu Wenshen's eyes flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

He had encountered such shields before, but they only provided a slight barrier; no one in the Innate Realm considered them a primary means of defense.

But what he saw made him realize that he had encountered an extraordinary opponent, so he focused even more intently on the battle.

His swordplay shifted; he no longer relied solely on brute force, but instead changed his tactics, searching for Chu Lengyu's weaknesses and attempting to outsmart her.

But that spiritual energy shield protected her completely, and no matter what moves he made, he would be blocked three feet away from her and unable to advance an inch!

At this moment, the clever Ah Xing had already hidden in the distance, watching everything in front of him without blinking.

Although he was young, he had already traveled far and wide with his master and witnessed many trials and tribulations in the martial world, but the scene before him still shocked him.

Although the clumsy sword strike had not actually touched him, it had already made him feel a chill, enough to imagine its power.

Furthermore, the intense sword winds were almost tangible, powerful enough to cut through gold and jade, yet not a single wisp escaped, damaging even a single patch of the surrounding floor.

What's even more amazing is that this fierce battle didn't seem to affect the surrounding area at all. The other diners on the second floor seemed to have completely ignored what was happening, continuing to drink, eat, and chat.

This greatly surprised Ah Xing.

He thought he had seen many extraordinary people and events along the way with his master, but none of them seemed to be as amazing as this beautiful woman.

Moreover, she didn't seem to lack money, and Ah Xing's eyes started darting around as he came up with other ideas.

If one sword strike fails, then ten, a hundred...!

Before long, fine beads of sweat appeared on Fu Wenshen's forehead.

That faint aura was like an insurmountable mountain, something he could only look up at.

Chu Lengyu remained seated by the window, maintaining her composure and handling any situation with ease.

The battle came to an abrupt end at that moment.

Fu Wenshen sheathed his sword, stood there, panting as he looked at Chu Lengyu, his eyes filled with both admiration and resentment.

He knew he had done his best, but in the end he still lost to his opponent.

Chu Lengyu smiled and put away her spiritual energy shield, praising, "Your swordsmanship is exquisite, but my cultivation level is far superior to yours. There's no need to be discouraged."

After she finished speaking, she gestured for the swordsman to sit down.

Ah Xing watched in stunned silence.

Fu Wenshen did not sit down immediately, but solemnly held his sword and asked, "There are many talented people in the world, and they are indeed not to be underestimated. I am Fu Wenshen. Thank you for your guidance, young lady. May I ask your name?"

"I dare not presume to offer my guidance," Chu Lengyu replied, somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, the person from Wushan she met by chance had a pretty good temper; she thought she would only be able to convince him by using her sword.

However, it's always good to have less trouble.

She picked up her wine glass and swirled it gently in her hand, gazing at the bustling world outside the window. Dressed in elegant white, she seemed out of place, yet exuded a languid and leisurely air. She said, "We've only met by chance, why bother leaving a name?"

At that moment, light footsteps echoed in the stairwell, accompanied by the clear ringing of bells.

Green Bamboo returned home laden with several oil paper packages, her face beaming with joy.

However, when she stepped onto the second floor and saw the two travelers at the table, the smile on her face gradually froze.

The two, one adult and one child, both looked travel-worn. The adult's face was weathered and worn; the child's clothes were patched, and he was thin and pale.

Lüyun mistakenly believed that the two people had encountered misfortune and had come to ask for help.

So, almost without thinking, she stuffed the food she had just bought—steaming hot buns, golden and crispy flatbreads, and several carefully selected side dishes that looked and smelled delicious—into their hands, her voice tinged with urgency: "Eat up, these are all freshly bought and still warm."

Fu Wenshen was taken aback by this sudden action. He wanted to explain his identity, but when he saw the undisguised sympathy and concern in Lüyun's eyes, he didn't know what to do and could only stand there awkwardly.

When Ah Xing smelled the enticing aroma, his eyes lit up immediately. He realized that the oilcloth bag in his arms contained roast chicken. He immediately hugged the bag tightly and sincerely thanked her, saying, "Thank you, sister, you're so kind!"

Green Bamboo was touched by his innocent smile and couldn't help but think of the difficult days of her own childhood. So she quickly took out a handful of copper coins from her purse, wanting to hand them to Ah Xing, hoping to do something more for this child.

Chu Lengyu took in all of this, covered his mouth and chuckled, then sent a private message to her.

Upon hearing this, Lü Yun froze instantly as she reached for her coins, her expression shifting from sympathy to embarrassment.

She stole a glance at Fu Wenshen and A Xing, feeling even more ashamed and embarrassed.

She whispered reproachfully, "Miss, why didn't you say so earlier!"

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Please note the power levels of the local cultivators.

The Innate Realm is roughly equivalent to the Qi Refining Stage of a cultivator, and the nine levels of the Innate Realm correspond to the nine levels of the Qi Refining Stage.

Those at the Innate Realm are called Grandmasters, but not all Grandmasters are at the Innate Realm.

There are various kinds of "masters" in the outside world, but the title of "master" is merely a sign of respect due to seniority, skill, etc., and has nothing to do with cultivation level. (In Chapter 28, Sister Qiao is referring to this kind of "master.")

[Fog Mountain] has relatively abundant spiritual energy, making it a holy land for cultivators. It has gathered many cultivators, roughly equivalent to a low-level rogue cultivator in the cultivation world forming an alliance.

Most of them were around the first level of the Innate Realm, while the second and third levels were considered experts. Fu Wenshen, who was at the second level of the Innate Realm, ranked ninth in Wushan, while the peak master was the most powerful expert on the surface, at the fifth level of the Innate Realm.

Those at the Innate Realm possess rudimentary methods of manipulating spiritual power, such as controlling objects, transmitting sound, and levitation.

However, their attack methods are mostly cold weapons, and they rarely rely on magic (because they have too little spiritual power) and magical artifacts (because the materials are rare).

The lower level of the Innate Realm can be generally regarded as: a martial arts master with enhanced combat power.