Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Chu Liuxiang asked, "So, what's the result?"

Zhang Jiejie said, "Once you become a member of this family, you can never leave."

Chu Liuxiang said, "You mean we can never leave this place?"

Zhang Jiejie said, "Never!"

Chu Liuxiang's expression also changed. He had become somewhat sober. If someone like him had to spend his whole life in this dark and gloomy place, it would probably be worse than being killed.

Zhang Jiejie looked at Jiang Fengyue and said, "Young Master Jiang is your friend and also our honored guest. If you wish to leave, you are welcome to do so at any time."

Jiang Fengyue knew that Chu Liuxiang would soon regret it, so he also decided to stay in the Ma Yi Sect for a while. He laughed and said, "Wouldn't it be very impolite of me not to leave before I finish attending my friend's wedding?"

Zhang Jiejie smiled and said, "Whatever you prefer."

Chu Liuxiang remained silent for a long time, stopped drinking, and even stopped eating the dishes that were usually his favorites.

Zhang Jiejie gazed at him and slowly said, "I know you absolutely do not want to stay here forever. If you want to leave with Young Master Jiang, there is a way."

Chu Liuxiang's face lit up with joy, and he immediately asked, "Is there any other way?"

Zhang Jiejie said, word by word, "Because you are my husband, you became a member of this family, so..."

Chu Liuxiang suddenly interrupted her, saying loudly, "Don't say anything more. You already know what you mean."

Zhang Jiejie said, "I...I..."

Chu Liuxiang interrupted, "If you die, I will no longer be a member of this family, and then I can leave, right?"

Zhang Jiejie laughed and said, "As long as you are happy in life, I would rather die."

Tears welled in Chu Liuxiang's eyes as he softly said, "I only hope you understand one thing."

Zhang Jiejie said, "You go ahead."

Chu Liuxiang said, "The only time I feel happy is when I'm with you, so if you really want me to be happy, never leave me."

Zhang Jiejie smiled.

Jiang Fengyue frowned. Before coming to this world, he felt that Chu Liuxiang had become very strange after meeting Zhang Jiejie.

Now that he stands here in person, witnessing this story firsthand, he seems to be deep in thought.

Actually, it wasn't Zhang Jiejie who was stripped of her mask and turned into a mortal, but Chu Liuxiang.

The person who was molded into a perfect god, and then fell from the altar and became a mortal, is Chu Liuxiang.

Chu Liuxiang was no longer as carefree and unrestrained; he began to become sentimental and melancholic.

Jiang Fengyue had also left the table. He did not try to persuade Chu Liuxiang, because he knew that Chu Liuxiang would eventually come to his senses, and that day would not be too late.

Unlike the tense atmosphere when they first arrived, the passersby from the Ma Yi sect looked at Jiang Fengyue with great friendliness, and some female members even smiled at him occasionally.

He would sign in once for each member of the Ma Yi sect and found that the rewards he received were all internal energy, only the year of the cultivation was different. As the internal energy he received increased, he felt the internal energy in his body being compressed and becoming more concentrated.

Jiang Fengyue was their guest, so naturally she stayed in the same room as them. Everyone here, regardless of their status or position, stayed in the same room.

If Jiang Fengyue hadn't asked him clearly, he would have even thought he was living in a prison cell.

This is a simple stone chamber, rustic and ancient, with a very high, inaccessible roof. Inside, apart from a large stone couch, there are no other furnishings.

The stone slabs were freezing cold and incredibly hard; if you slept on them, your bones would freeze solid, and your marrow would feel like it was about to freeze.

Jiang Fengyue couldn't imagine what it felt like to sleep on a rock for the rest of one's life.

He stopped a tall, male follower of the Ma Yi sect who was passing by his room.

Jiang Fengyue pointed to the stone bed in her room and asked, "Have you always slept on this kind of thing?"

Gao Mayi replied, "Yes."

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "Don't you feel a bone-chilling cold while lying on it?"

He thought to himself, "Luckily, everyone here is a master with profound internal strength, otherwise I'd definitely get rheumatism and arthritis when I get old."

After thinking for a moment, Gao Ma Yiren said, "It's cold, but bearable."

Jiang Fengyue asked, "Don't you think this kind of life is very hard?"

The man in the tall clothes shook his head and said, "Here, enduring hardship is also a form of spiritual practice."

After speaking, the man in the tall, hempen clothes quickly left.

Jiang Fengyue was left standing there with a furrowed brow.

Jiang Fengyue quickly regretted not eating more at the dinner table earlier; it was food that the old woman in black had carefully prepared to welcome Chu Liuxiang.

As for the other people in hemp clothing, they didn't have such good food.

They rarely went out to buy food. Apart from basic dry rations, they could only eat wild vegetables they dug up in the mountains and wild fruits they picked from trees.

They also arranged for people to hunt in the mountains, but there were too many hunters and not enough meat to go around each day.

Their method of eating meat and vegetables is simply boiling them in water with salt.

Jiang Fengyue was one of the few guests they had had over the years, so naturally she deserved some special treatment.

What lay before him now was a boiled wild boar leg.

He gently bit off a small piece, stared blankly for a while, and then silently spat it out, simply because the wild boar meat was incredibly gamey.

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Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Fengyue finally understood why everyone here was highly skilled in martial arts.

Besides eating and sleeping, the followers of the Ma Yi sect also have some routine rituals for worshipping gods.

The rest of the time, they practiced martial arts every moment. Even a three-year-old child would sit cross-legged on the cold stone bed, shivering from the cold, while muttering, "It's time for cultivation."

Jiang Fengyue quickly found Chu Liuxiang, who looked quite radiant.

They rarely met these days, simply because Chu Liuxiang was newly married and the couple were inseparable.

Jiang Fengyue asked in a deep voice, "Old Chu, are you getting used to life here?"

Chu Liuxiang pondered for a moment and murmured, "I think it's alright, it's just a pity that there's so little wine. They said they'll bring some wine back next time they go to buy grain."

Jiang Fengyue asked with a wry smile, "What did you have for dinner tonight?"

Chu Liuxiang's face darkened slightly as if he had thought of something unpleasant, but he quickly covered it up with a smile. He laughed and said, "We ate wild vegetable soup and wild boar trotters. The wild boar trotters had a strong flavor, but they were still edible."

Jiang Fengyue gently patted Chu Liuxiang's shoulder, as if admiring his courage to eat those things.

After parting ways, Jiang Fengyue walked along the stone corridor. It was already night, but the area was still brightly lit because oil lamps burned on both sides of the corridor year-round.

The people here never see the sunlight, so their expressions are always indifferent.

Jiang Fengyue walked quickly back into the stone chamber, determined to change some things.