Immortal after a Hundred Reincarnations

"You may be getting on in years, but you’re really just like a clueless little boy.

I mean, when you’re faced with a world-class beauty like me every single day, it’s pretty hard *not* to fall in love for the first time!"

"..."

Xu Lei’s mouth hung open.

He was utterly speechless.

He had never realized before that Zhao Xin was so narcissistic.

"Sigh... Uncle Hui Chi, now that I think about it, this is actually all my fault."

Zhao Xin continued, "I should have realized this sooner!

But you have to snap out of it.

You can’t let my beauty go to your head.

No matter how cute, how beautiful, how charming I am!

It can never work between us!

It’s not because there’s anything wrong with you.

And it’s not that I don’t like you.

It’s because we’re not from the same generation.

Think about it. By the time my Cultivation reaches a level where I can pursue love and desire, how long will that take?

My talent isn’t bad, but it will still be decades from now.

And by then, Uncle Hui Chi, you’ll be even older.

I definitely won’t be into someone that old."

SMACK.

Xu Lei couldn’t listen to another word. He couldn’t stop himself from bopping Zhao Xin on the head. "You crazy girl!

What kind of nonsense are you spouting?

I told you, I’m just not interested in finding a Dao Companion right now!

I want to focus on pushing my Cultivation forward for a few more years. What’s wrong with that?

When did I ever say I liked someone?

Let alone that I like *you*?

You’re so young, what on earth is going through your head?

Have you been watching too many dramas down the mountain?

Your head is full of nothing but mushy romance. How are you supposed to focus on your Cultivation? How are you supposed to pursue immortality?

How will you ever achieve Ascension and reunite with your father?

Don’t let your imagination run wild.

I’ve always thought of you as my own niece!

I’ve never had any improper thoughts about you!

So you can rest completely assured!"

"Ow."

Zhao Xin rubbed her head. "Oh!

Then maybe I misunderstood you, Uncle Hui Chi!

Tee-hee! I’ve always thought of you as my real uncle, Uncle Hui Chi!"

"So young, yet so precocious."

Xu Lei said, "Now scram and get to your Cultivation!

Otherwise, I’ll have to teach you a good lesson in your father’s place!"

"How am I little?"

Zhao Xin countered, "If I weren’t a Cultivator,

mortal women my age would already be preparing for marriage."

"But you *are* a Cultivator now,"

Xu Lei said. "And among Cultivators, you’re basically a child."

"Uncle Hui Chi, how about this then!"

Zhao Xin said, "How about I introduce you to my master?

My master is very beautiful!

Much prettier than my martial aunt!

Although, that might not work right now.

My master has gone wandering, and I don’t know where she is.

And it seems she has someone in her heart she can’t forget.

You probably wouldn’t be able to win her over either, Uncle Hui Chi!"

「Half a year later.」

That evening, Zhao Xin, who had said she was going down the mountain to the Daoist Temple to visit her pregnant martial aunt, suddenly returned.

Xu Lei was in the middle of a bath.

He was getting ready to sleep afterward.

Although he was a Cultivator, he still needed to sleep.

After all, his physical body was still the foundation of his being.

The body needed sleep to detoxify and repair itself.

"Uncle Hui Chi!"

Zhao Xin knocked on Xu Lei’s door. "You’re not asleep, are you? Open up! It’s important!"

Xu Lei was only halfway through his bath.

Putting his clothes back on would be a hassle.

So he simply put on a pair of shorts, walked over, opened the door a crack, and peeked his head out to see what was going on.

Although his physical body had aged to that of a mortal in his forties,

Xu Lei’s physique was still quite good thanks to his years of training.

Wrinkles may have appeared on his face,

but the rest of his body hadn’t yet shown any obvious signs of aging.

Just then, an anxious Zhao Xin gave a push with her fair, delicate hand and barged right in.

The moment she saw Xu Lei’s bare torso, her pretty face immediately flushed beet red.

"Uncle Hui Chi, you... why aren’t you wearing a shirt?"

She immediately spun around to face away from him, shutting the door as she spoke in a lowered voice, "I think... I think I’ve found the trail of another Spirit Monster!"

"Huh?"

Xu Lei said in surprise, "Really? Where?"

"A brothel."

Still facing away, Zhao Xin said in a delicate voice, "I was passing by it when I suddenly sensed Demonic Qi!"

"How is your luck so good?"

Xu Lei immediately dried himself off and got dressed, asking at the same time, "You’ve found two Spirit Monsters in such a short period of time?!"

"Maybe, um, I’m just lucky!"

Zhao Xin said, "Maybe the heavens favor me because I’m so sweet and cute!"

Xu Lei was speechless.

Of course, a suspicion had already formed in his mind.

’Could it be that Hui Ming left her some kind of powerful Magical Artifact for sensing Spirit Monsters?’

But since Zhao Xin didn’t say anything, Xu Lei didn’t press the matter.

As for Zhao Xin’s offer half a year ago to introduce him to her master, Xu Lei had, of course, refused.

Back then, he had still been immersed in his grief over Yan’er’s passing.

If it were now, Xu Lei might have been willing to meet her.

Of course, Zhao Xin’s master had only ever existed in her stories. After all this time, he hadn’t seen so much as a shadow of her!

Sometimes, Xu Lei even suspected that she was just someone Zhao Xin had made up on the spot.

Just like the non-existent respected master Xu Lei had casually invented in his first life.

Soon, the two were walking side by side through the night, heading down the mountain.

A year and a half had now passed.

Zhao Xin looked no different from when he had first met her.

She was still a slender, fair, and vibrant young woman, as fresh and sweet as ever.

After all, her Cultivation had already reached a level that slowed her aging.

Of course, Xu Lei hadn’t aged much either.

To be honest, Xu Lei was also a little attracted to Zhao Xin.

Faced with such a beautiful young woman, it was impossible for him to be completely unmoved.

But what Zhao Xin had said half a year ago was indeed true.

Xu Lei and Zhao Xin were not of the same generation.

By the time Zhao Xin’s Cultivation reached a point where she could have relations with a man and bear children,

Xu Lei would certainly be much older.

In truth, this problem wasn’t without a solution.