Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Jiang Fengwu looked at Li Zhirui's smiling face and suddenly felt a warm current surge through her heart, knowing that she had been moved.

Because of her background, she rarely had contact with outstanding cultivators of the same rank as Li Zhirui, young, extremely talented, skilled in alchemy, and also courteous to others.

Thus, she couldn't help but develop feelings for him, but Jiang Fengwu knew very well that their encounter was merely by chance, and once they parted this time, it would be nearly impossible for them to meet again.

Indeed, factors such as background, which ordinary mortals deem important, are irrelevant in the eyes of cultivators.

What cultivators value most is whether they can spend a long time together and whether they can help each other with their cultivation.

This means that both can walk together hand in hand, so that neither is at risk of advancing to the Golden Core or even higher realms while the other remains at the Foundation Establishment. If such a disparity occurs, they cannot be called Dao partners but rather lovers.

After all, disparities in cultivation levels and lifespan would lead to an imbalance in their status.

Therefore, cultivators take the matter of choosing a Dao partner very seriously and certainly do not make such decisions lightly.

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Of course, this does not include those cultivators who seek partners merely to satisfy their desires or those who have reached the end of their cultivation path.

"What's the matter? Are you okay?" Li Zhirui asked, noticing that Jiang Fengwu looked distracted.

Jiang Fengwu felt her heart race uncontrollably when she saw the concern in his eyes. She was a person who made decisive and swift decisions, never dragging things out; however, when it came to affairs of the heart, she still possessed a trace of a woman's natural shyness.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Taoist Jiang," Jiang Fengwu hurriedly shook her head and said, "I have some matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer."

With that, she quickly turned around and left.

For some reason, Li Zhirui sensed a hint of panicked escape in her departing figure.

"How has the formidable Jiang Fengwu become so shy?" On her way back, she was very dissatisfied with her own behavior. She should have stayed longer, had more contact with Li Zhirui—perhaps he might have been moved just as she was?

In terms of appearance, Jiang Fengwu was quite confident; to date, she had not seen any female cultivator better looking than herself!

However, her exceptional beauty had brought her quite a bit of trouble; she found herself in dangerous situations several times because of her looks.

Even now, as a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and a well-known squad leader in Black Mountain Immortal City, she dared not reveal her true appearance.

Even so, Jiang Fengwu was not short of suitors; it was just that her standards were extremely high and she looked down on these people.

Now that she had finally taken a liking to someone, she had to worry about whether he might reciprocate her feelings.

"Fengwu, long time no see." A particularly magnetic voice suddenly rang out, pulling her instantly from her vexation.

"Qin Haoming?" A hint of resignation flashed in Jiang Fengwu's eyes as she asked indifferently, "What do you want?"

Qin Haoming was unfazed by this, speaking warmly and directly, "It's just that I haven't seen you in a long time and I've missed you."

To be honest, Jiang Fengwu didn't dislike him—after all, Qin Haoming's background and qualifications were not bad, his personality was great, and in terms of looks, he surpassed others by a great margin. He could be considered a good match from all perspectives.

But alas, matters of the heart rely less on such objective factors and more on subjective feelings.

She felt nothing for him!

Perhaps he could be a good friend, but that was as far as it could go; it was impossible to progress any further.

When Qin Haoming confessed his feelings for the first time, Jiang Fengwu had clearly rejected him, yet he persisted relentlessly, showing no signs of giving up.

Left with no choice, Jiang Fengwu could only adopt an indifferent attitude towards him, hoping that this would make him give up on his own.

"I've told you, I don't like you, I don't have any feelings for you, stop wasting your time on me, and don't come looking for me!" Jiang Fengwu said coldly and heartlessly.

After a moment of weakness that greatly encouraged Qin Haoming, Jiang Fengwu had never again said a pleasing word to him.

"I will show you my determination!" Qin Haoming said resolutely as he saw Jiang Fengwu trying to walk past him.

"You won't have the chance, because I already have someone I like!"

Struck like by lightning, Qin Haoming's face was filled with bewilderment and disbelief, he muttered to himself, "Impossible! This can't be! You must be making this up to make me give up."

Jiang Fengwu turned around, and said word by word, "When have you ever seen me lie?"

"Then can you tell me, who is he? What about him do you like?"

Jiang Fengwu didn't know how to answer that question either because she herself didn't know the answer.

"Feelings are something that can't be explained clearly," she said, and involuntarily a tender smile appeared on her face, one that Qin Haoming had never seen before.

At this moment, he finally believed what Jiang Fengwu had said, looking utterly devastated as he left.

Jiang Fengwu was indifferent to this, as someone who had fought her way out from among countless loose cultivators, the word "soft-hearted" was never applicable to her.

Meanwhile, Li Zhirui was still unaware that Jiang Fengwu's heart had secretly gone out to him. He was now only focused on healing his wounds, then returning to Da Rong Island, and with this alchemy, to completely repay the life-saving debt he owed.

That is until Jiang Fengwu showed up again to collect the Spirit Pills he had concocted during this time.

Knock knock—

An infrequent knocking sound, but today it happened twice.

"Do you have another visitor, Taoist friend?"

Li Zhirui shook his head, puzzled by this as well, and explained as he walked towards the door, "I don't know many people in the Immortal City."

When he opened the door and saw a disheveled cultivator looking utterly dejected, his confusion intensified, as he didn't recognize the person. He had to ask, "Are you looking for me, sir?"

It was Jiang Fengwu who followed behind and recognized the visitor at a glance, speaking coldly, "Qin Haoming! Have you been secretly tracking me?!"

"Taoist Jiang, you know this man?"

Qin Haoming's gaze was fixed on Li Zhirui as he said, "Is he the one you like?"

In these past days, Qin Haoming had been secretly observing Jiang Fengwu, trying to figure out who the person she liked was, yet for several days, she hadn't met anyone else.

It was only today that she had dressed up and seemed to be in a good mood. Moreover, she entered the dwelling of a stranger male cultivator, which led to his presumption and the words he had uttered.

"Shut up!" Jiang Fengwu yelled somewhat ungraciously.

The faint light in Qin Haoming's eyes instantly went out as he murmured to himself, "It seems that it really is him."

"But by the looks of it, he doesn't like you!"

He didn't make any rash actions, but as soon as he had calmed down, his eyes intense, he looked at Jiang Fengwu and Li Zhirui and said, "If one day, you hurt her, I'll go to any lengths to repay you tenfold!"