I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples
Chapter 1841: Lu Changsheng: Missing Home…

Chapter 1841: Chapter 1841: Lu Changsheng: Missing Home...

Right now.

Lu Changsheng looked at Jiang Yiyu, his head feeling like it was about to burst.

Isn’t this woman supposed to be aloof and unapproachable?

Didn’t everyone say that usually no one could even get close to her?

So how come he’s the exception, and she won’t leave him alone?

Jiang Yiyu also saw Lu Changsheng and merely raised her chin at him, gesturing for him to open the door.

Even as the Goddess, without the mansion’s token for this place, she couldn’t enter.

Lu Changsheng’s eye twitched slightly, but he had no choice but to walk over, bow respectfully to the Goddess, and take out the token to open the door.

After letting Jiang Yiyu enter first, only then did he step inside.

No other way, really—right now, Lu Changsheng’s role and status were inferior to that of the Goddess.

Inside the small courtyard.

Materials for crafting containers and the artifact refining platform were scattered around randomly, giving the place an unkempt and chaotic feel.

Jiang Yiyu frowned as she saw this and said, "You don’t seem like the messy type. Why not clean this up?"

Why is this woman so nosy?

Lu Changsheng replied, "Containers to absorb Divine Vein toxicity have a limit, so in order to save more time for crafting more containers, I have to neglect other things."

Jiang Yiyu nodded slightly.

Lu Changsheng asked knowingly, "May I ask why Goddess has graced this humble place with her presence?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yiyu finally turned to stare at Lu Changsheng and said, "Why I’m here? Really? With talent like yours, you’re trying to hide it? Do you truly not want to dual cultivate with me?"

Lu Changsheng sighed, "Zhong Sheng simply feels unworthy to be alongside the Goddess."

"And who decides if you’re worthy or not?" Jiang Yiyu gritted her teeth and said coldly, syllable by syllable, "The entire Immortal Realm can’t accomplish this task, and yet only you can do it. If I cannot find another suitable person, I’ll die from Yin qi running rampant, and no one will be able to save me.

Or is it that you have something against me, and you wish to see me perish?"

Lu Changsheng quickly shook his head, "I have never crossed paths with the Goddess before, so how could there be animosity between us?"

"Then is it that you simply think I’m not worth your attention?"

Lu Changsheng: "..."

No words left—she’s just here to pick a fight, isn’t she?

Jiang Yiyu crossed her arms, her proud curves rising and falling provocatively, as she sneered, "Regardless, the dual cultivation between the two of us has already been decided. Today is just to inform you. Tomorrow, head to the Heavenly Palace, where we’ll proceed with the next step: determining whether our auras can blend harmoniously as Yin and Yang.

Unless, of course, you wish to defy the will of the gods. But I bet you wouldn’t dare."

Lu Changsheng’s face stiffened.

Suddenly, he no longer felt any desire to investigate further. If he keeps pursuing this, not only will his reputation be at risk, but he’ll also be stuck dealing with this woman endlessly...

Lu Changsheng couldn’t wrap his head around it.

He’s been extra cautious, avoiding trouble whenever possible.

So why does trouble keep finding him anyway?

As Jiang Yiyu stepped toward the door, she paused briefly by Lu Changsheng’s side and murmured softly, "We have plenty of time; let’s take it slow."

Lu Changsheng’s mouth twitched, almost teleporting back to the Longevity World on the spot.

Once Jiang Yiyu had completely left, Lu Changsheng checked the surroundings and found no trace of surveillance artifacts, nor was Jiang Yiyu lingering nearby. Only then did he relax slightly.

He pulled out the Tianxuan Refining Artifact Record and began studying it.

After all, tomorrow he’ll meet that Xuantian God at the Heavenly Palace, so he should at least prep a bit beforehand—maybe try to cozy up to him and see if he can get any useful information.

But as he kept reading, Lu Changsheng’s disdain grew.

So many of the steps sounded completely unnecessary to him.

Things like the sequence of refining materials.

Or the specifics of flame control to an exact degree, blah blah blah.

Sure, it’s detailed, but to Lu Changsheng, it’s just a bunch of nonsense.

Because when he refines artifacts, there’s absolutely no need for all that. Just toss the materials together, incinerate them with flames, blend them up—problem solved.

Why go through such an overcomplicated process? It’s so tedious and pointless.

And then there was the section on refining the flame itself... forget it, let’s not even go there.

The only real takeaway.

Was understanding the standard of artifact refinement in the Immortal Realm.

Apparently, this stuff is celebrated as the pinnacle of refining techniques here, held as sacred by refiners, even being the legacy of the realm’s foremost refiner, the Xuantian God.

This gave Lu Changsheng a clear grasp of the level of his own refining skills.

To put it simply.

He finally had a point of reference!

Previously, Lu Changsheng barely understood how his own abilities stacked up.

That was mainly because he didn’t comprehend the cultivation system of this world and had rarely ventured out to gauge the strengths of others.

Without comparison, he was in the dark.

Still, even if it’s useless and memorized entirely, appearances need to be kept up.

After all, this mansion is loaded with perception formations.

Meanwhile, he mulled over his next move.

How to avoid Jiang Yiyu...

And after thinking for ages.

There was only one solution—to quickly finish his investigation, find the information he’s after, and get out fast!

No time to waste!

In just one day.

The entire Immortal Realm was buzzing with Zhong Sheng’s name.

Everyone understood that Zhong Sheng had soared to prominence.

Even though the Yellow, Earth, and Heaven-rank cultivators were all preparing for their own grand endeavors, it didn’t diminish the chatter...

And as for spreading the news? Practically everyone in the Immortal Realm had witnessed it firsthand—there wasn’t even a need to spread it.

The sole disciple of the Xuantian God.

The Goddess Jiang Yiyu’s dual cultivation partner.

These two points alone were enough for Zhong Sheng to enjoy unfettered access in the Immortal Realm, effortlessly rising through the ranks!

However, Xu Baorui, Ding Shan, and Tang Huai were the most furious.

Dual cultivation with Jiang Yiyu.

It’s widely known that these three have been pursuing Jiang Yiyu!

They are also regarded as the strongest in fire attribute talent among Immortal Realm disciples.

These three happen to be the personal disciples of three of the Twelve Main Gods.

Now they’ve been thwarted by the unexpected arrival of Lu Changsheng. How could they not be angry?

Were it not for the Heavenly Palace’s decree barring anyone from disturbing his mansion, these three would’ve shown up to settle things ages ago.

On top of that...

Lu Changsheng is currently the disciple of the Xuantian God.

His status far outweighs theirs.

Striking openly isn’t feasible; they can only seek opportunities in secret later.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

Lu Changsheng was already standing outside the Heavenly Palace’s grand gate early in the morning.

With the Heavenly Palace token provided by the Xuantian God, he didn’t need a divine envoy to guide him; he could access the palace directly.

Soon, Jiang Yiyu gracefully arrived.

Jiang Yiyu glanced at Lu Changsheng and pushed the doors open without a word.

Lu Changsheng followed closely behind.

At this moment.

Three grand chairs stood prominently in the front.

Cangtian God and Xuantian God sat to the left and right of the middle seat.

As the two arrived, Cangtian God stood up and said, "Alright, time is of the essence, and Yiyu’s Yin qi issue cannot be delayed. Both of you, release your auras and see if they can harmonize."

Although Lu Changsheng had already released an aura previously that suppressed the Yin qi within Jiang Yiyu.

Resolving the problem completely still required determining whether their auras were compatible and could fuse together.

Xuantian God didn’t speak, his silence showing tacit approval.

Jiang Yiyu turned around, gazing at Lu Changsheng with a teasing smile.

Lu Changsheng felt his scalp crawl.

It wasn’t fear.

He just really wanted to go home...