The Romantic Cultivator

Feng Minyue was now alone in her room as she stared blankly into the air as she recounted Ji Yuan’s play earlier.

It was so unexpected to her to know that Ji Yuan was actually a composer, a musician and a poet at the same time. What was more, he had an extremely high attainment as well. This was something very rare in the Celestial Realm.

What was making this even rarer was that Ji Yuan also had a really very beautiful face that could make women’s hearts beat fast; he was really very charming, especially when he was displaying his badass roguish grin.

The only imperfect about his looks was that he was too shabby dressed and too poor looking. Otherwise in terms of looks, he would be the most perfect.

As a cultivator, he also had his imperfections; he was a sword cultivator and not a power cultivator or a strength cultivator. Therefore his profound strength and profound animus were all lacking compared to the same cultivation realm cultivator.

As any cultivators will be able to point out, this is actually a fatal flaw because without a strong profound strength and profound animus base, Ji Yuan would find it really hard to cultivate as a great saint in the future.

His future as a cultivator would be slow, tedious and treacherous!

He may not even survive his lightning tribulation and the multiple life and death tribulations!

Feng Minyue was now shaking her head because for some unknown reason Ji Yuan is already a peaked great saint now.

How did he accomplish this feat given that he had so little cultivation resources and so few lucky occurrences in his cultivator’s path?

So she began to mutter almost incoherently, “Maybe his cultivation foundation is too weak for him to ascend to the Immortal Realm in the future and he would perish in the process…”

Then she was smiling to herself, “But this little rascal had actually overcome his purple lightning tribulation so he can anchor in the Celestial Realm for thousands of years more, more than most cultivators…”

“But he is so reckless. He probably won’t even have the chance to do so because he would die halfway because he is too unmindful…”

She giggled softly, “I am a purple lightning cultivator as well…”

She was one of the few cultivators to have overcome the nine-nine purple lightning tribulation. Her Sister Saintess Fan Yuqing had aided her naturally.

“So we are a match…may I won’t even have a chance to ascend as well because I may die in a trial somewhere…”

One may think that Feng Minyue’s thoughts were now incoherent and randomly linking up but it was all too normal for a maiden; they could not help linking up the bad and good things at once about a person and picturing themselves inside to compare with the man in their heart.

All of a sudden she was smiling when she had recalled Ji Yuan’s astonishing expression earlier when he was being mobbed by everyone and everyone was calling him the God of Songs.

She was suddenly flushing when she remembered the song that Ji Yuan was playing to her as she stared at her fingers that Ji Yuan had hold only yesterday…

Her thoughts quickly flew back to when she was dead drunk as she said to Ji Yuan, “When I was a young maiden of twenty-five, my mother consort used to warn me that I cannot get married if I continued to drink better than any men. She used to say that no men will like to marry a drunkard. Do you think that this is the most ridiculous thing to say?”

“Who wants to marry a man? If he doesn’t love me because I drink then he isn’t someone who is suitable for me. Moreover, do I even need a man when I’ve already cultivated as a great saintess now? All men are lecherous. Do you agree with me?”

This was what she had told him in her drunken stupor.

She was gasping lightly when she suddenly remembered his second song was called the ‘The Drunken Immortal’.

“He is purposely singing this song to hint me that he doesn’t mind that I drink?”

Feng Minyue was the cold hearted beauty and she was unmoved by the sentiments of the heart for most of her life. She had always wanted to be a carefree cultivator and did not think that she would need a man. Moreover she hailed from an all-women sect.

But this time she found herself truly moved by Ji Yuan…

She quickly shook her reflections off as she had suddenly remembered she got something important to settle first as she quietly left her room.

It was because she knew that that their rooms were not safe for her to communicate with her party as she could sense the presence of a slight profound signature that belonged to the trial spirit. It was a profound signature that only detectable by the golden and purple lightning great saints.

As soon as she walked to a corridor and she had detected that it was clear of profound signatures of the trial spirit, she quickly took out the Mirror of Telepathy and thrown in several thousands of spirit stones as she willed the Mirrors of Telepathy that belonged to Ling Feiyue, Bai Qianfeng, Little Princess and Shui Xisi to appear.

As soon as she was connected to their images, she was greeted by excited voices. “It is Maiden Minyue…what takes you so long…I’ve been waiting for you…”

But she quickly said. “Listen all. The flower only blossom on alternate days…”

All of a sudden her Mirror of Telepathy was cracked by an invisible force and exploded in front of her!

While Feng Minyue was startled but she was not surprised; it was because she knew that the trial spirit would attempt to prevent cheating or external communications. But the reaction of this trial spirit was simply too quick!

She could only sigh softly. “Let’s hope this message is enough…”

The flower only blossom on alternate days actually mean that Ji Yuan and her would fight on alternate days. Therefore she was warning them not to fight on the same day as Ji Yuan to allow themselves more room for their tactical planning.

Feng Minyue felt a little guilty that this was all she could manage to communicate past to the others and sincerely hope that it was enough or else she would feel very guilty to disappoint Ji Yuan.

After all, Ji Yuan had taken a slap from her willingly to put on an act in front of the others. Therefore she must not allow Ji Yuan to be slapped in vain.

“What if he wants me to be with him as compensation for letting him down? Then I will really be at a loss…”

Even though she was saying she was not willing to be with Ji Yuan but her heart was actually willing.

Women are sometimes full of contradictions.

Actually men too as well.

“I wonder what kind of a man Ji Yuan really is? But he has no beard. In the Desolate Celestial Fraternity, to insult the beards of the men is the same as insulting their personal honor, their sect, their elders and ancestors. I’ve heard that entire celestial clans there will even fight against one another if anyone is to insult their beards. But why is that Ji Yuan doesn’t have a beard?”

Feng Minyue sighed softly as she walked dreamily in the corridor…

Ji Yuan was suddenly sneezing in his room at the mention of his beard.

If he could respond then it would be, “Actually I’ve lost my beard during my golden transformation. It isn’t why I am walking around beardless and seem proud of it but it is a long story. You see, I am thinking that having beards are ugly and it restricts my cultivation. Haha.”

He would naturally lie about it in a most shameless manner because deep down in his heart, he was still ouch, ouch about the loss in his sad heart.

After all, no one can change thousands of years of hardcore beliefs just like this, especially when everyone is so deeply steeped in it.

Ji Yuan was faking that he liked his beardless self because he had no other choice; the loss of his beard was a permanent one, whether he liked it or not.

If anyone was Ji Yuan and once had the title of the most beautiful bearded cultivator, they would also find it heartbreaking to convince themselves otherwise as well.

Therefore for Ji Yuan, he was entirely in the norm and perfectly understandable for him to act in this manner.

The cultivators from the other celestial fraternity may not fully understand what a beard would mean to the men from the Desolate Celestial Fraternity, from the lowest cultivation realm to the highest cultivation realm, a bearded man could easily get spirit stones credit and cultivation resource loans just because he looked respectable with a beautiful beard.

They had to imagine if they were rich and suddenly all their wealth was stolen away, only then would they imagine what a beard would mean to the men in the Desolate Celestial Fraternity.

Or a highly prized divine sword that was suddenly taken away.𝒩𝒪𝒱𝑒𝐋𝗇𝖾xt.𝑐𝒪𝑀

But if there is anyone that cannot imagine then there is a saying in the Celestial Realm that the person may come from the earth realm where there are a lot of people that only live in their own self-righteous one-sided fantasies; in their hearts, they already dictated what is right and what is wrong regardless of the cultural setting.

To call a cultivator and rebuke him for coming from the earth realm is actually the ultimate insult in the Celestial Realm naturally and only the most courageous cultivator will dare to use this term; by insulting him in this manner is also the same as insulting his elders, his celestial clan and his ancestors. Even the entire region where the cultivator is from may even want to kill the cultivator that dare to make such an insult.

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