Chapter 122: Do You Like the Old Me or the Present Me?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Hmm… maybe you’re right,” Cheng Lingzhu conceded, finding Lu Xuan’s words reasonable.

Based on her understanding of Lu Xuan, his moral character and feelings for his partner meant he would never commit such a betrayal. Her earlier reaction was just an instinctual protective mechanism.

“We almost had a trust crisis just now,” Lu Xuan said, pretending to be serious.

“So, you owe me an apology. Call me ‘husband’ a couple of times.”

“No way,” Cheng Lingzhu saw right through his ploy. “That was just… A natural bodily reaction, and I didn’t even ask anything.”

“A mistake made by the body?” Lu Xuan’s eyes lit up at her words. “Ah, whoever makes a mistake should compensate, so if the body made the mistake, does it mean it should be compensated with the body…”

“Impossible,” Cheng Lingzhu huffed, interrupting him. She wrapped her leg around his waist and hugged Lu Xuan tightly. “There can never be a trust crisis between us. I’m the person who trusts you the most in the world. Even if everyone else betrays you, I will always stand by your side… Regardless of right or wrong.”

“Hey, you never used to say such bold things,” Lu Xuan blinked in surprise.

“I can say them now,” Cheng Lingzhu stated confidently.

After a moment, Lu Xuan looked at the beautiful face in his arms and said, “You should have some confidence in yourself. You’re beautiful, talented, and adorable. How could I ever fall for someone else?”

Cheng Lingzhu appreciated the compliments from her beloved. Then she heard

Lu Xuan sigh, “Ah, who in this world could be a match for me besides you?”

“You’re just trying to praise yourself!” Cheng Lingzhu’s beautiful eyes widened in realization.

“Whether I praise you or myself, it’s all the same,” Lu Xuan remarked, implying there wasn’t a need to distinguish too clearly.

“Then let me ask you, ” Cheng Lingzhu’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Which do you find more attractive, the former me or the current me?”

Lu Xuan saw a hint of cunning flash in Cheng Lingzhu’s eyes and inwardly groaned. The girlfriend interrogation round had begun. How had she become so astute in this life? In the past, as Cheng Hongtan, she was more like a white jade tiger, sometimes a soft kitten, but never this scheming. Now, she was cunning like a little fox.

After a brief silence, Lu Xuan spoke, “Actually, I think both are pretty…”

“No, you have to answer me directly,” Cheng Lingzhu insisted, not allowing him to evade the question.

“You know, I’m kind of face-blind…

“Who was it that said they only accept disciples based on their looks?” Cheng Lingzhu challenged. “…You remembered wrong.”

“Hell.

Lu Xuan, resigned, asked, “Do you want to hear the truth?”

“Yes,” Cheng Lingzhu perked up her ears.

“Truthfully, from an outsider’s perspective, objectively comparing… They’re different, each has its own kind of beauty,” Lu Xuan said earnestly. “The person I love is you, not just a beautiful appearance. You’ve changed over time, but my fondness for you only deepens as time goes by.”

“That’s such a cliché answer,” Cheng Lingzhu remarked, yet her eyes sparkled.

“But it’s the truth,” Lu Xuan replied.

Such questions, of course, couldn’t be answered in terms of who looked better. Moreover, Lu Xuan was telling the truth. Cultivation improves a person’s physique and appearance, guiding practitioners towards greater beauty. The higher the realm, the more so this is true. Cultivators in the Archean Eon

Realm, in the process of cultivation, align with the aesthetic of the heavenly

Dao. In cultivation terms, this is part of the process of “Cleansing the

Meridians,” “Cutting the Marrow,” and “Aligning the Dao Bones.”

After all, even the heavens judge by appearances. To stumble upon fortune, one at least needs the “ordinary” level of Han TianzunO. When have you ever heard of an ugly cultivator striking it big? This is the way of cultivation.

As Lu Xuan was about to applaud his perfect answer, Cheng Lingzhu asked, “And… What about the figure?”

Lu Xuan’s hand stiffened.

Cheng Lingzhu looked at him with a bright smile.

Lu Xuan, with a solemn expression, said, “How could I be that kind of vulgar person…”

Cheng Lingzhu didn’t speak, just looked down briefly.

Lu Xuan pulled his hand away with some effort, expressionless, “This is a mistake made by the body; it’s not my fault.’

“Why would I blame you?” Cheng Lingzhu gently rubbed her chin against his chest, looking up at him, her eyes shimmering like pearls soaked in water. Blinking, she said, “Actually… I also like the way I am now.”

Lu Xuan’s eyes brightened at her words, “Is that so? That’s what I thought…”

Cheng Lingzhu laughed coldly, “Humph, you admitted it!”

Lu Xuan: !

Cursed, he thought, she’s using her cuteness as bait!

“Dear wife, don’t you know this could lose your husband’s trust?” Lu Xuan feigned heartache.

Cheng Lingzhu, blinking, replied, “My husband trusts me so much, he’ll surely be fooled again next time, right?”

Lu Xuan: “…Doesn’t your conscience hurt saying that?”

“My conscience is so big, it doesn’t hurt at all,” Cheng Lingzhu huffed.

Lu Xuan: “But I’m hurt.”

“Really?”

“Really, my Dao heart is wounded, deeply hurt.’

So Cheng Lingzhu hugged him gently, swaying a little, looking pitiful, “I was wrong. Husband, don’t be mad at me, okay?”

Lu Xuan gasped softly, Cheng Lingzhu’s soft voice melting his resolve.

“Because I really, really love my husband, I never want to be apart from you,” Cheng Lingzhu kissed Lu Xuan’s ear, whispering, “If I ever hurt your heart, make you feel pain… then my heart would surely die from pain too. If someday…”

A fair hand reached out, gently pressing on her lips, stopping her words.

“I won’t allow anything to hurt my wife’s heart, ” Lu Xuan said, looking at Cheng Lingzhu in his arms, and kissed her lips.

Having kissed so many times, it was time for him to take the initiative.