The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1232: Chapter 632: A Chance Encounter Is Better Than an Invitation

Knowing she was thin-skinned, he tried to act nonchalant: "You have the gravel gold physique, naturally born to please yourself and others. You enjoy more than other women, so naturally, you... need more." He didn’t say it out loud, but once she got used to indulgence, her appearance would become even more alluring. He needed to keep an even tighter watch on her.

However, Ning Xiaoxian still heard the laughter he was trying to suppress, and her face felt as if it was on fire. She gently pushed his hand away and deftly started arranging her hair. When Changtian was doing her hair, it was simply to enjoy the fun of the boudoir with her. How would a big man like him know about hairstyles?

She was no longer a virgin and couldn’t use a few of her favorite hairstyles anymore. As he watched her bind her beautiful hair and reveal her jade-white earlobes, Changtian couldn’t resist teasing her. But she jabbed him in the chest with her finger, saying, "Change your face before we leave!" Seeing his sullen expression in the mirror, she jokingly added, "Just act like a quiet and handsome man, can’t you?" Going out with him was such a challenge, and she wanted to enjoy the temple fair properly.

Changtian couldn’t resist her and had to sigh, slightly exercising his divine skills, turning his handsome face into that of an ordinary young man. The divine light in his eyes retracted, making him only appear gentle and radiant. She was so delighted that she hugged him and rewarded him with several affectionate kisses.

Being obedient and listening to the wife deserved a reward.

He took a few bites, thinking of taking more advantage, but Ning Xiaoxian had already turned him around, facing outward: "Let’s head out to the temple fair!"

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They had just left the Tongleng House, and the street parading activity outside had already ended. The air was filled with a thick smoke smell and the unique scent of local Xiang Fen, marking the formal start of the temple fair.

Songjiang City is famous for producing Xiang Fen, with three annual festivals to worship the "incense ancestor," the most grand of which is the temple fair on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

She held Changtian’s hand, smiling with satisfaction. This guy had changed into an ordinary person’s face, no longer causing her trouble. No one was coveting what she guarded anymore, and this feeling was absolutely exhilarating.

In the past few days, her nerves had toughened considerably. Initially, when women eyed Changtian like a tiger, she would pounce like a hen guarding her chicks, but later she got used to it and became mostly numb, letting him handle it himself.

This iceberg, after one sweeping glance accompanied by a "scram," would often cause the other party to tremble and go weak at the knees. During such moments, she merely had to crouch by and silently make a mental note: this man looks handsome, but he’s actually a proper gentleman by day, a beast in gentleman’s clothing by night, full of tricks in bed, and carries a lasting halo. Those "seven times a night" tales are nothing compared to him. Given his tormenting nature, mortal girls, you surely wouldn’t survive more than one night!

The temple fair was indeed a throng of people. The main street wasn’t broad, and she and Changtian could only shuffle forward with the flow of people. On the first day, humans visit each other’s homes, and on the second day they can come out to shop and tour the temple fair. In Huaxia, she had only heard of a few large temple fairs but never personally visited one. Now, she was so excited that her cheeks were flushed. First, she visited the ice and snow sculptures said to be crafted by master artisans invited from three hundred miles away, then she dragged her man to buy all sorts of knick-knacks from vendors, and later they moved to a temporary platform by the temple to watch a social drama.

The social drama is one of the most important elements of the temple fair. However, before it begins, a large basin of fire coals is placed in the open space in front of the temple for people to jump over, an act known as "fire jumping," reputed to dispel filth and ward off evil—Huaxia also has this tradition, but people usually choose to jump on Chinese New Year’s Eve afternoon—and then a "auspicious gift" performance ensues, colloquially known as "Dress up as Immortals," aimed at attracting wealth and blessings. This is followed by a short opera and a shadow puppet show, with the performances being traditionally romantic tales of talented scholars and beauties, as well as sagas of Immortals, demons and Immortals falling in love.

At first, she was highly interested, but later noticed the absence of sound beside her, worried that Changtian was bored out of his mind. She turned to look at him; Changtian’s eyes were slightly closed, but upon feeling her gaze, he lowered his head to glance at her and gave a slight smile, surprisingly showing no impatience. Indeed, he wasn’t interested in these mortal activities, but what could he do? He was interested in her. With a challenging future ahead, now was the time for her to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Though he appeared plain at the moment, in that gaze, there was indescribable gentleness, fondness, and affection. Changtian rarely displayed such true emotions. She saw it clearly and understood, her heart racing uncontrollably, as she shyly lowered her head, but the blush slowly spread up to her earlobes.