Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

After Jun Luochuan and Su Yao's fame soared and spread far and wide, their originally peaceful and uneventful life was ruthlessly shattered by a sudden and mysterious invitation that came like a bolt from the blue.

On this day, the warm and bright sunlight, like golden threads, streamed through the carved windows, casting wisps of light into Jun Luochuan's study, which was filled with an ancient and rustic atmosphere. Jun Luochuan sat upright at his desk, his expression focused, engrossed in reading an ancient, yellowed cultivation manual. The pages of the manual, like wrinkles of time, carried endless mystery and wisdom.

Su Yao, meanwhile, listlessly fiddled with her dazzling magical artifact, muttering to herself from time to time, "Jun Luochuan, this life is so boring, it's like a stagnant pool, without a ripple." Her pink lips pouted slightly, like a delicate flower bud.

Jun Luochuan didn't even raise his head, his hands continuing their work, his voice calm as still water, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority. "The path of cultivation is inherently long and tedious, like groping forward in the dark. You, girl, just lack patience and are always restless."

Just then, a messenger crane, as if carved from white jade, gracefully flapped its snow-white wings and flew lightly into the room. Its long neck was elegantly curved, and it carried a beautifully bound letter in its beak, exuding an air of mystery, like a precious work of art.

Jun Luochuan put down the secret manual that seemed to hold the mysteries of the entire universe, and slowly stood up, his movements elegant and composed. He extended his slender fingers, took the mysterious letter, and gently opened it. However, when his gaze fell upon the contents of the letter, his deep, star-like brows furrowed slightly, like two intertwined mountains forming a deep "川" (river) character.

Upon seeing this, Su Yao immediately hopped over like a nimble little rabbit, her curious eyes burning like flames, and asked impatiently, "What is it? Judging from your expression, is it bad news? Is the end of the world coming?"

Jun Luochuan snorted softly, the sound like a gust of cold wind squeezed from his nose, carrying a hint of dissatisfaction. "It's an invitation from a mysterious force, inviting us to explore a secret realm full of unknowns and dangers. That secret realm is like a giant beast hidden in the mist, leaving us completely baffled."

"A secret realm? That sounds intriguing!" Su Yao's eyes lit up instantly, shining like brilliant stars in the night sky, brimming with excitement and anticipation. "Maybe it holds countless treasures and wondrous magical artifacts!"

Jun Luochuan pondered for a moment, his chiseled face now appearing exceptionally grave, like a volcano about to erupt. "This matter is probably not so simple. This mysterious force is like a ghost lurking in the darkness; we know nothing about it. To rush there rashly is tantamount to venturing into a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, and there may be unpredictable dangers waiting for us."

Su Yao, however, remained unfazed. Hands on her hips, she stubbornly raised her chin, like a blooming rose with thorns. "What's there to be afraid of? With our strength, are we afraid of not being able to handle those unknown dangers? We are warriors who have weathered countless storms!"

Jun Luochuan glanced at her helplessly, his eyes filled with both reproach and a hint of doting. "You silly girl, you're always so impulsive, like an uncontrollable whirlwind, acting without thinking."

However, before they could make a final decision, several more invitations arrived like snowflakes. Some invitations were like gorgeous silks, inviting them to participate in a grand cultivation competition with a gathering of experts, a competition that seemed like a showdown between gods; others were like heavy lead weights, inviting them to solve an extremely difficult and intricate cultivation problem, a problem that was like a tangled mess, leaving them clueless as to where to begin.

Faced with these endless invitations, Jun Luochuan and Su Yao were like two little deer lost in the forest, lost in deep thought.

"So many invitations, it's dazzling! How do I choose? This is such a headache," Su Yao said, somewhat troubled. Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, like two intertwined earthworms.

Jun Luochuan crossed his arms, his gaze so profound it seemed to pierce through the endless void, reaching the very edge of the universe. “We must consider this carefully, as if walking on the edge of a cliff, each step fraught with danger. We cannot be blinded by immediate gains and lose our heads. These invitations may conceal hidden conspiracies and immense risks, like poisonous thorns hidden beneath beautiful flowers.”

Su Yao nodded thoughtfully, then, as if suddenly struck by a brilliant idea, smiled slyly, a smile like that of a little fox who had stolen a honey. "Why don't we investigate the source and background of these invitations first? Maybe we can find some clues and unveil their mystery."

Jun Luochuan's lips curled up slightly, his smile like a stream breaking through the ice in spring, carrying a hint of approval. "Hmm, that's not a bad idea. Looks like you're not entirely brainless after all."

So they began investigating the truth behind these invitations. In the process, like explorers groping in the dark, they uncovered some surprising and chilling secrets...

End of this chapter